why I need to be alone…
new year 2010, Bantayan island
Back in my college days, I’d hang out with my friends but I’d be the quiet one, at the sideline watching the action…laughing with the jokes but never the one who’d crack one for everybody.
When I was younger, I’d prefer to sit at the back of the classroom because I didn’t want the teacher to notice me, because that would mean my classmates would do too & I’d have this paranoia that they’re looking at me like Im some alien from another planet…
I thought there must be something wrong with me…
It would be years later that I’d discover that I’m an introvert…& as if that’s not enough for some to think I’m snob & weird…I’m becoming a reclusive, aloof introvert…
A year ago, when I started to become more serious with painting, that’s when I started to accept my personality & be comfortable with who I am. And the more I paint, the more I wanna be alone…
After a long, hard day at work, I’d need to lock myself in my room, listen to classical music & paint…this is how I recharge my batteries.