solitary

am i considered abnormal if i say i'm happy living in solitary life?
i know i know. somehow, no matter how overjoyed i am being alone,
i'll be needing someone by my side who i can count on anything.
anyone..family, friends or even a life partner.

unlike any other blog, particularly, my friends blogs..
they all have stories of their outdoor experiences. bittersweet memories.
while i'm here stuck in my house alone while my parents at work, suffocating,
wanting to breathe the fresh air outside but i cant.
the only thing left for me to do is whining and whinging about it.
ironically, i'm happy being alone and being locked in the house and i feel my life's perfect

crazy.
ive gone mad i think.

i dont enjoy meeting people and talk to them anymore. they make me uncomfortable.
like i'm having social anxiety or something.
but i believe this is gonna end soon.
so does the obsession of 'The Roommate' and 'Lady Diana'.