I guess, not just girls have that ‘once-a-month-i-don’t-feel-like-talking-to-anyone-leave-me-alone’ feeling. Guys have them too. It’s just that one event that triggers the rest of the unfortunate stuff that will chance upon you. Brings one down to the bottom, unable to rise, unable to sink, stuck at that stale point.
I’ve always been a drifter. Talked bout it with several people, blogged on this topic before too. It’s like fitting in to every group is equally easy as being pushed away. Where one does not have any sense of belongingness. Like every single time one will eat with the different batch of people where they’re a group. You’re just there, like some entertainer to them. They won’t reject you in the face, but deep in their heart, they know that you’re like a homeless soul, without a place to go, that’s why you’re accepted.
Friends, yes. They’re all good friends but there’s also this ‘level’ to being friends. Hi-bye friend, normal friend, good friend, best friend, ‘siblings’. It’s impossible to be even at the good friend zone since there’s not even a chance to increase the amount of communication. Clique, would be the perfect to describe this scenario.
Having one person with no/ from another clique to join is like adding seasoning to a well-cooked dish. One will never know how the taste will turn out. It could make the dish even better or even destroy the entire taste of the dish, causing the dish to fall apart. Not everyone will agree to it, awkwardness is what everyone is afraid of.
So how does one gets into a clique ? Random much.
With her eyes staring right into yours, her smiling face can easily overrides the hundreds of sadness within you.
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