pretty strange world out there. Is it?

Its a pretty strange world we are in or may be its me who is strange in this not so strange world. This question strikes me every time I come across any bloody f***ing issue. Take this for instance. I was thinking of going behind a girl and by the time I decided to go, I realized that there are a score of others already there! Somehow, I joined the club, may be not so conspicuous but a little too careful. By the time I reached a little closer, I came to know that she is going behind someone else! That was quite an issue for me to digest. Well, I did digest that. (What else you want me to do being a f***ing image conscious kid) By the time, I digested that, I figured out that there are many more girls behind that guy. That sounded like an oasis for me. May be there was some water in there. So , I never lost my track and was always on my toes but a little away I stood and was just watching things from a distance. By the time I was watching, I came to know that the guy was behind many other girls. well! well! well! Do you still want me to continue the story. I stopped going behind the girl and started thinking. Are the entire world into this game with me being one of the left out kid? Am I in a bigger pie or a smaller pie? I probably prefer myself in the smaller pie and I am almost convinced that I am in the same. You know why, its because I never went behind that girl or to be more precise, I never explored the issue as such. I concluded that the world is completely normal and I am so f***ing strange. Yes, I am and I am not complaining. But it is so funny to be strange. Yes, it is for others. Did I say its for me. Nah nah nah..for others. What if it is, I am strange and I am f***ing happy. A little at least. :D