I am a typical undutchable wanderer here in Netherlands. Life isnt always easy they say, I dont know much still despite my 3 months stay. Its good however I have friends of whom I can be with in lonesome times though its not all happy as it seem.
It was a Saturday evening, a game of pool was decided among mutual friends of Mark. However, there was a fifth wheel who considers herself a primadonna of the night and lets just say a total naive for me..since she does not make herself approachable for any communication. Not even a smile would cross her face as she glance my side, which really does not bother me, but what bothers me is that how would our constant companions would react on me.
The primadonna..took the ball of the conversation leaving me a wall flower. Why, because its all in Dutch. I had to cope like this and get used to it as I knew this was part of the dutch culture. I kept composure and acted normal, without a single sign of boringness taking myself to Neverland and think of other nicest things on earth I can ever appreciate. Like the cute guy who's glancing on me at the next table, like the delicious dinner I had, like the best big O I ever had and the smiles of the people I love.
I often drag myself to Neverland, in times where Im stuck in a company where I was a total loner. I was never good at it but I'm learning that life is too short to notice more of the nuisance than the good things around. I told myself..i choose to be happy that day.. If this ever happen again, I'd still drag myself to Neverland.
" I often choose to pretend I'm happy so I won't have to explain myself to people who'll never understand.. Smilng has always been easier than explaining why im sad"
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