You know, Peeves the Poltergeist appeared in every single Harry Potter book, even in the Deathly Hallows, and he does not appear in ONE movie. This post is dedicated to Peeves, the little shit who only listened to Fred and George.
I’ve been stuck in the same city suburb for the past 7 years. I really, really want to get out of this repetitive cycle and travel my freakin’ brains out. I want to see amazing scenery. I want to see landmarks I have only viewed in photographs. I want to listen to a conversation in a language I don’t understand. I want to see animals that can’t even be found at a zoo.
Half the reason as to why I decided to be a teacher is because I know I’ll get awesome holidays - giving me time to save up and travel (even if it’s only for a week or two). I know I’ll always call Sydney my home, but when you’re stuck here for so long you start to develop a negative attitude towards it and you find yourself with nothing else on your mind but a plan to get the hell out. At least if I travel once or twice a year, I know I’ll come home and really appreciate the things that I have recently started to dislike.
What I really don’t understand is when people say they have absolutely no interest in travelling. We only have one life to see absolutely everything this earth has to offer. Why would you want to waste the only 70 years (if you’re lucky) that you have on earth sitting in the same spot doing the same thing with the same people until the day you die. They have the health and freedom to see absolutely everything the world has to offer! Yet they want nothing to do with it? Whether it’s a beautiful beach or a poverty-striken village - I want to see it all. I really hope I do.
Why is being a loner characterised as a ‘social disorder’? It makes me never want to speak to anyone again. It makes me annoyed to be labelled as ‘antisocial’ socially anxious. I am in fact very comfortable in social situations, I just have a truthful and realistic view of the meaning of friendship and relationship - That you cannot get on ‘really well’ with everyone, you cannot even really ‘like’ everyone (though most people pretend to).
In reality, each individual probably finds they don’t have a real ‘connection’ chemistry with no more than 5 real people at any one time in their lives.
I feel like if you don’t get on really well with someone, there is little point in spending time socialising with them. Most events are full of people talking about nothing and this makes me feel even worse than staying at home, alone. Or perhaps I am just jealous of the people talking about nothing and cant step out of this godforesaken bubble that makes me want to never go out again.
Some people need time alone to process thoughts events and some people don’t. I will probably always be this way. Every boyfriend I have ever had has been a loner. I wish people wouldn’t make introversion into a personality flaw.