Alone

Sometimes, I can't help but to feel lonely.

It's not a bad thing, everyone needs their alone time.

But being lonely is only okay if you want to be left alone.

Like tonight, my Malaysian seniors are throwing a birthday party for one of their friends in the common room.

Most of the other guy friends I have are shoulder to shoulder on a table trying to fit all 10 of them, but no one seems to care too much when they are all enjoying countless 5v5 DOTA sessions.

Another group of my friends in Johns are most likely to be playing a game of bridge and tangling themselves while attempting Twister. Probably cramping in a hall-mates room having a good laugh and a couple of drinks.

My dearly missed are all in my home country.

I am alone.

I have been sitting in the computer lab for the past 2 hours, occupying myself with facebook games. You name it, Restaurant City, Happy Farm, Pet Society..

Maybe I'll bake some cookies to pacify myself. Or maybe I'll study.

Everyone will wake up tomorrow and will remember tonight. They will talk about the funny, stupid or exciting things someone did or said. They will all have something in common. At least, a sense of belonging.

But tomorow, while my friends chatter away, I can only be quiet and listen with a dim smile on my face that will feign interest.

Because I was alone.