The Life of an Ambivert

Life is so cruel. Things turn around just when you wish to remain proper and nice. It's as if life only wants us to fall from grace every time. Just the other day, my mum was talking about how she was about to sell her decade-old Mitsubishi. The very next day, a wheel from car pops off while driving and the front of her car tears open. And this is a person with the cleanest track record, with only parking fines on her licence. Speaking of grace, just yesterday the boys section participated in an Annual Talents Day. Myself, I took part in a group dance along with most of my classmates. Ours was quite something, considering that none of us knew how to dance properly and we were given a limited period of time to practice. Where we lacked in choreography and flexibility, we made up with our sense of humor and hope to gain admiration from the audience through our awe-some selection of songs, which fortunately reached the audience's hearts. Sadly, we didn't win in the dance,...

Wow, was today plentiful tiring. My day started with me writing an SAT test. My dad shook me awake by six o'clock. I wasn't ready at all. I had to drag myself off. When we reached the test center, it was impressive. The pillars and walls were ordained with knitting. The library was overwhelming, books and novels that would put the students in my school to shame, who shove Tinkle comics into their bags. To begin took enough procedure to last an hour. Unfortunately, I am bound by law not to disclose anything about that test (email, text and but not limited to the Internet!). I will just say this though, for test-takers writing the essay, don't. Its terrible having to be time-bound and write a 500 word essay with a 2B pencil. I have never given a SAT before, so I didn't know what to expect. No you can curse me for being skeptic and rude and inhumane, but what happened during the test was disturbing. So, we are writing the Language section, when one student raises her ...

Is it wrong that I care little about most things? Don't get me wrong, I care very much about myself, but not so much when it comes to others. Its weird. I care about how much weight I reduce per month but not much for friends, not enough to even get a friend a birthday present one month after his birthday. Not enough to feel for someone else, not enough to understand the way a person feels and reacts to your actions and decisions. I am not a very decisive person. I improvise according to the situation, taking drastic actions whenever necessary. And these actions have and sometimes lead to severe consequences. Just the other day, I broke all ties with my best friend, over what I thought was a big problem (her) but is probably just a petty issue. My judgement can get clouded a lot of times, mainly because of bias and misinformation. As I said, I should be feeling empty, wanting to heal that bond, or happy, that it is severed. But I feel nothing. Is that wrong?