What's with the subject headline? You could say I hit my head against the door once or twice today, or maybe that I'm suffering from an optimistic flea bite or that I just feel plain old sick. None of the above are true... except for the first one. Anyways, today it has been quite uneventful so I decided to go to a nearby phsycological institute and look at crazy people bang their heads against the walls. Close but no, I would have free access considering my sperm donor is a psychiatrist. I went to a plaza. I sat in one of the benches, drinking Dr. Pepper and I started to watch people [stare at them is more like it]. It's just funny the way girls fight with their cheating boyfriends over the phone, how the moms scold their kids, using their favorite weapon, guilt. They ask ask what would his/her friends think if they saw him/her crying, and then they ask why is it that people try so hard to impress others. Perhaps that's because it's the way they were raised to think.
I'm a firm believer that what people think is crap. They try everything in their power to sabotage your existance, make it more miserable for the sake of seeing you suffer... there are hardly any people with a kind heart that like you not because you have money, or you are hot, or you have a cool car but just because you are you. Yet I am not looking for love nor a steady relationship. I just feel bad for those people who go on looking for their so-called "soulmate". I believe in no such thing. This will probably come back and bite me in the ass later. How can there be a person for each of us if the women population overpowers that of the men? Does it mean there can be bigamy? Or homosexuality?
I am honestly annoyed by lovesick fools (aka Ashley). I swear, their motto must be "Je vois la vie en roseee..." because they find everything ever so beautiful and ever so perfect just because they think that the other person like them... or whatever. It's just sickening to us healthy people.
Funny thing is, my mind seemed to drift off in thought while I was sitting on the bench. I didn't notice when it started to rain until my vision got blurry. Though I just sat there. For some weird reason, the rain felt comforting, welcoming. After I got real soaked, you know, that's the third bath of the day for me... I returned to campus. Now, I'm sitting down on my bed with blankets wrapped around me and a pouch of ice on my head. Common cold ¬¬ Benjamin is arriving tomorrow from his family trip to New York City... hopefully I'll be able to stand, not have the cramps I am having plus my nose defrosted so I can go and pick him up. You know. I AM his private chauffer... cheap-@$$.
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