Nobody's Home

Oh, I forgot. I live alone. Well at least now I know that getting some fishes to liven up the room was a good idea. I just wish I had a greener view. It's weird, I know I got neighbors, but walking around the halls would make you think you were the only tenant. Not that I'm complaining, I am mr.antisocial after all...it's just kinda creepy that's all. I kinda miss having the academic oval being just right around the corner, coz right now I feel like running. These days, running feels like the only real thing I get to do.

I go out to my little balcony and I can see from a distance a pair of those high intensity beams or whatever you call 'em. Usually it means there's a party there or something. Well at least someones having a good time somewhere. Of course, I know how "advertising" works, and people are never having as much fun as they want people to think. Thoughts like that keep me warm at chilly nights like this one.

Later on, I decide I'm in the mood to watch a few movies while I get some work done. The video shop is a little walk away, but I kinda like it like that. On the way there, aside from the usual irony of running into the hottest cars and the hungriest kids quite common on this particular avenue, I pass by a loud bunch of people. I think they're still in high school. Apparently most of them are already wasted though they already seem to be on their way home(but the night is still young!). It isn't till they get in their cars, and their jeering/cheering gets louder that I notice that there's just one girl with them. Now the girl seems pretty wasted, but despite that fact, the rest of the guys (especially the guy who's driving her home) are quite insistent that she has one more shot/bottle. Eventually she gives in and now everyone can go home (and everyone can have their ears back). Yeah. Right. Home. Like that's where they plan to take her. She was pretty, too bad she just wasn't that smart. Without intending to, I murmur the word "Stupid.", though I wasn't quite sure to whom the insult was directed to. Anyhow, I started walking again, wouldn't want people to get the idea that I care.

I get back to my room empty handed. Turns out I wasn't in a mood to rent a movie afterall. I've seen most of the titles anyway. My cellphone beeps, turns out i got a few dozen unread messages already. But I leave it without checking it, must be someone bored out of their wits like I am, or just someone with some problems. In any case, I'm not in the position nor in the mood to help them out.

So I go back out to my little balcony munching on my favorite cereal, and I think of how much "fun" people out there are having. Then I think that maybe, just maybe, the only reason they're out there is that there's nobody home. I'm starting to feel warm and fuzzy inside already.

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"Don't believe your friends when they ask you to be honest with them. All they really want is to be maintained in the good opinion they have of themselves." -Albert Camus