7:19 p.m., 2007-03-23
Like... I don't freakin care.
Do you think I spend the first minute of my life thinking about others? And the second considering my actions? Before the fifth minute where I actually do something that won't affect anyone? WRONG.
Might as well be some heartless creature. Its either you make half of the people happy and the other half angry; or everybody hates you.
You can never make everyone happy. Everyone might love you but you can't make everyone happy. Make sense?
There's this whole world of available complaining. But then there's this whole universe around you. And then theres a gazillions of people and things that probably think exactly the same.
Like say, you might know everyone in the grade either by name or face. Some you know exactly who they are, what they're like, but you've never actually met them. Like there's all the Lowers people that are so easily distinguishable and you know them all.
But has it ever occured to you that they might know you? That they've heard about you but have never met you? Feels weird. Like someone's talking behind your back. But then, what've we been doing all this time?