The Cornchild Diaries
The Cornchild Diaries

I am Olan, an 18 year old boy from the Philippines. I also call myself Nalo or Cheezy. I am currently pursuing my undergraduate studies in Singapore. People close to me say that I'm crazy and corny. But people who don't know me well may see me as someone silent and mysterious. That's because I only talk and share to people who reach a certain level of closeness to me. I like singing, listening to music, dancing crazily, eating Skittles and M&Ms, drinking Dutch Lady Chocolate Flavoured Milk and having chicken teriyaki for lunch and/or dinner. Basically, that's all I could say about me, cornchild.

2003-03-20 8:45 p.m.
Isolation

Here I go again guys. Did u miss me? Huh? Did you? Did you? Answer me! DID YOU MISS ME?!! *readers think, "What's wrong with this guy?"* You may say no, you may say yes. But hey, I don't care whether you missed me or not. *readers think, "What's the point of asking?"* I mean, why should I care? Anyway, if you really missed me, THANKS. If not, THANKS also!

I wanna talk about many things, but I will only have 1 topic to discuss. Not 3, not 2, not 4, but 1! In this entry, I'll focus on the so-called "isolation".

Before I start, I wanna tell you guys that I'M NOT ANGRY. This whole thing I'm going to write (I mean type) is just a product of my stupidity and experience. :)

Am I isolated? No and yes. I have friends. During class, I'm usually the one active: not active in class participation, but active in "disturbing others" (I mean disturbing a particular person). I usually go to lunch with my friends, and I am unmistakedly accepted in the "group". *reader shouts "FEELER!!"* But why yes? Because sometimes I feel it: isolation and loneliness. I may have friends, and go with them and talk to them. But it doesn't always happen. There are times when I feel alone, with no one to talk to and no one to be with. Perhaps I should get a girlfriend right? But its not my point. For me, every night already seems to be a "me, myself and I" night. Being alone is fine with me, but knowing how other people enjoy their nights, I sometimes have that mixed feeling of hurt, jealousy and isolation. Sometimes I think God really meant me to be isolated: making me live in a very isolated hall, go to a different church, and take a different bus route. Well, this is life my friends. I can't do anything about it. I should just accept the fact that I'm isolated, that I have to be alone often. But I'm glad to say that I'm already getting used to it. I'm even planning to be more isolated! :D Just kidding. Actually, I'm just getting started in getting used to it. But now, I still don't fully accept it. I hope I will, soon.

Perhaps I should end this here. I have to go back to my room now and do the usual thing: lie in bed, think, stand, sit on chair, think, read notes, eat, stand, think, sit on chair again, do tutorials, stand, lie in bed, stand, sit on chair, do tutorials again, listen to some music, think, turn off music, fix things for school, brush teeth, lie in bed, close eyes, open eyes, close eyes, sleep!