I was very hesitant to go, because I did not really like my classmates and I thought I would just be isolated and not talk to anybody. I thought I would just have to go to all the events we had planned in those 5 days and not be able to enjoy them.
I went anyways. To my surprise, the class trip ended up to be very satisfying.
The guys I had to sleep in the same room with included me into their group, so I did not feel lonely at all. After so many years of isolation, I socialized again. Two girls who were friends with my roommates joined us.
We just walked through the city in the evening, sat down on the ground at the harbor and talked and watched the mighty ferries glide along the water.
In the evening, when we had nothing to do, we just chilled in our room.
It was a really nice experience. After so many years of wasting my time on the Internet because of social awkwardness, inferiority complexes and the abundance of self-confidence, I finally got to experience reallife activities that are fun.
On the way back to our home, a classmate listened to my music playlist and she liked it. The only validation I've ever got, but it still felt amazing.
It was the last time I could feel like a teen. I will never have such trips again.
Nostalgia will hurt.
I went anyways. To my surprise, the class trip ended up to be very satisfying.
The guys I had to sleep in the same room with included me into their group, so I did not feel lonely at all. After so many years of isolation, I socialized again. Two girls who were friends with my roommates joined us.
We just walked through the city in the evening, sat down on the ground at the harbor and talked and watched the mighty ferries glide along the water.
In the evening, when we had nothing to do, we just chilled in our room.
It was a really nice experience. After so many years of wasting my time on the Internet because of social awkwardness, inferiority complexes and the abundance of self-confidence, I finally got to experience reallife activities that are fun.
On the way back to our home, a classmate listened to my music playlist and she liked it. The only validation I've ever got, but it still felt amazing.
It was the last time I could feel like a teen. I will never have such trips again.
Nostalgia will hurt.
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