The Irony

I found irony of having the feeling of being out of placed in my group of friends. I'm not actually a reject, but I somehow feel that I don't belong in the group. They are all talk here and talk there, while me on the other hand, have my mouth shut because I can't relate to the topic. I admit that I'd rather be alone with my music on than listening to their conversation that I don't know what the hell is it about. It's like I'm a wallflower that is sulking in my seat without no one to talk to. It honestly feels like shit.

I belong in a group of five or six and when we are all together, that's the beginning of my silent mode and let them all do the talking. Unless we are only three or four, I could definitely join the conversation. It may be selfish of me, but I wish that I only belong to a group of four, although being in a large group is fun. I just hate the feeling of being neglected.

Yeah, they're my friends, alright. But trust me, I can't find the fun that I'm looking for when I'm with them. Talking about Korean stuffs, for example. I can't talk to someone about that in my group because they found it quite cheap or overrated. And I was like, "No, they're not, so shut up." So I just jump in the other group from time to time to engage some conversations about it. It's pretty sad that no one in my group understands the things I'm interested to.

Bottom line is; I'm not happy with my group anymore. And I don't put all the blame in them just because I can't find happiness in them. Like, the hell they care if I don't hang out with them anymore. I'm just saying that-- What the hell, I think I should live with this and let God steer my life's wheel.