A Sense of Adventure

I've had a training for a Journalism Contest lately. And I would say, those training days are the most metropolitan days of my life. It was just overwhelming. Not that I was all by myself, but I was with my teacher. The training took place in a venerable public school. All the people are mature to my surprise. They are so nice and perfectly composed. That was unusual, really.

I've made acquaintances with elder people. The fact that I didn't get along with children my age; or perhaps because I was so quiet, and only the elders took the courage to talk to me. They wished me good luck, which put a smile on my face, I didn't expect it. To be honest, I've never been wished good luck by my long-time companions, made me thought we are frenemies. Because times happened when they told I shouldn't do that, my figure is unacceptable to their standards, I'm not pretty enough, I am such a dork, and all that. I can't even call them friends. I believe friends that I will be able to relate to, will come someday.

I am always in the house, because there where not enough places to go to. And just by the sight of the city, makes me so happy. In my point of view, I kinda displayed independence. I was mocked all the time for being so naive, that is why I'm not always comfortable. I bought my favourite snacks all by myself. I was given the chance and I was glad. I've never had trust for independence, they think I know nothing, and I'm saying this in general.

This is just my opinion of experience, I'm not trying to taunt anyone here.