Sitting comfortably? Let's begin.

Once upon a time there was a boy. He got through primary school pretty well, and although he wasn't a top student or mr popularity, he did well enough in his PSLE to get into a pretty good secondary school.

So he met his class on the first day of secondary school, then went for an orientation camp on the next. So, the class 'bonded', and everyone knew each other fairly well.

The trouble began one day when the boy didn't seem to fit in with the other people in the class. It may be his personality, his character, his good results. The boy felt comfused, angry and bitter, sometimes all at the same time. Sometimes he felt alone. Sometimes he felt like he came to the wrong school, he came to the wrong class, he should have went to another secondary school.

He got involved in the 'class commitee', landing himself in a pretty major supporting role, and had to play 2nd fiddle to someone while that person seemingly took all the credit. In the eyes of the teacher, he was a 'good boy', someone who had initiative; someone who was good at many things and aspects, but stil la 2nd fiddle. But what about his classmates, the people he sees everyday?

They all hated him.

He found that life was so unfair, that some people are more talented than others, that he didn't have any supposedly 'best' friends, only having the occasional MSN contact. He felt shunned. Lonely. he felt like he was soo different from the rest. He was going aginst the 'crowd' in many aspects, and that was not a good thing in that situation.

The boy survived through 1 year, and the next year was even more horrible. Things started complicating itself. He saw that the characters of the people in class are worlds apart from his. He felt stressed. He felt angry. He felt lost, and still unfound.

The boy knew that 'God was there for him', but he neeeded something, someone more tangible. he knew God loved him, but he just felt it hard to experience it. He needed to not feel left out all the time. He needed to destroy his old personality, and bring out a totally brand new one. He needed to totally reinvent himself. He needed a change, of monstrous, gigantic proportions which no one could ever do or ever fix. He needed someone to be 'high chemistry' with him, isntead of the usual 'bad chemistry' that he has with everyone. He needed to start having fun when everyone is, and not have fun when everyone isn't. He needed to get into the flow. He needs... EVERYTHING.


2 years of the boy's life summarised in under 500 words. Wow.