Saturday, August 20, 2011

I really have no idea what to write in here.

But it's been a while and I feel like writing something. I just don't know what.

Just came back from my holidays. People are weird. I thought that I was the only one with a little bit of weirdness inside me. But I am not. We all are.

And we are so sensitive...people surprise me. I think they are not that sensitive but they turn out to be more sensitive than I am. And weak. And they do things I don't expect them to do. Their actions are the result of their sensitivity. And that's when they ruin things. Cause they are not rational anymore. And I thought I was sensitive.

It's as if we are all babies. We never really grow up do we? Adults always told me to take advice from adults when I was a child. That I should listen to adults cause they are older and mature and they know things. But now, now that I myself am an adult, I realize that all those things they told me...to listen to them...well they were just full of crap. Cause I am an adult now. And I come into contact with other adults. And we are just full of crap...we act childish. We just do it in a more "mature" way.

Life is good though. I drink lots of water. Some alcohol. I eat. I try to exercise...no, not really. But it's okay. I try not to think about some people cause all they manage to do (my thoughts not the actual people) is to confuse me even more...cause I can't seem to understand their way of thinking. We are not simple...we are all very complicated beings. Unpredictable.

I googled my name...and I was very surprised with the search results. I love holidays...but now I am getting bored...cause I don't have a reason to wake up in the morning...I have nothing to do. Today that is. I managed to get a tan though.

I hate it when people wake me up in the middle of a dream. So many people, educated people, spend so much money to get their hands read, so eager to know their future. I don't want that. I don't want to know what is in store for me. Whether someone believes in that kind of stuff or not, we are affected by what the hand reader will tell us. And I don't want that. Especially if they tell us something bad.

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