11/7

I didn't like my last blog so i decided to start a whole new one. One that only i knew of.

One that only I knew existed.

I rather like being alone lately, I go to the movies by myself, I eat dinner all alone. I've even shut down my cell phone. It's also been ages since I've used MSN. Somehow I'm addicted to the feeling that I'm in a world where no one knows who I am, where I am and what I am. I walk around the streets like a ghost.

When I took the cab to school today, I met a really talkative driver. He told me stories of hmself, back in the days when he served in a Navy submarine. He also had a large collection of CD's which he showed proudly to me. He had music from all over the world, and he was like this kid who couldn't wait to show off his treasures to a new friend. It was a pretty fun ride.

After school I had dinner with my parents, grandparents and my uncle. The restaurant was really, really ,and as if I haven't emphasized it enough, really fancy. I know how service is important to them, but I just hate to have a waiter who treats us like some king or vip. In my opinion, only those who have done great service to mankind are allowed to have such service. I had to clench my fist and bite my tongue from going mad everytime the waiters said "my honorable guests, allow me to ....". I couldn't even look at them. Everytime the waiters left our room, they would bow before they turned and walked down the corridor. I really respected them for their work, for was it not Socrates who said,"there is no higher purpose than to serve others." Oh, well. They serve the rich, but I hope that I will be able to serve the poor.