Like Everybody Else.
If I can’t be myself, then what is the point of being me?
When everybody laughs at a joke, I don’t… Not because I don’t get it and not because I find myself above it.
It’s just not funny.
I’m hard to impress but that doesn’t mean I don’t like a joke…
I just don’t see why people my age feel the need to act like school children, their shoe size and not their actual age.
Am I stuck up?
Is that weird?
Am I weird?
If I voice my opinion, I get frowned upon.
So I keep quiet and observe.
I don’t talk much, but I write.
Like everybody else?
Maybe.
I don’t know.
I’m not a party animal. I like to stay in and read most of the time.
Not like everybody else.
But I do like to go to the movies, eat out and have a few drinks maybe. With the right person or people.
Maybe like everybody else.
I’m such an oddball.
Not like everybody else.
I like to be me regardless of how weird people think I am…
A bit of a loner, a tea sipping bookworm, a nerd who loves to write.
A secretly hopeless romantic who dreams of Prince Charming one day coming to sweep me off my feet onto his horse and ride off into the sunset.
Like every girl did at one point.
I may be different.
I may not find every joke funny.
But I am a nice person once you get to know me.
I just don’t feel I have to fit in…
Like everybody else.
Makala VP Thomas.
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