No, this isn't a stupid forward... unless for some add reason you want it to be.
Two reasons why I didn't post this on my blog:
One. The "Service is Unavailable."
Two. I want this read.
I'm sick and tired of people. Having friends that'll sit there and talk to you for an hour and a half like they're your best friend in the whole wide world and then ignore your entire existance for the next month. What is up with that?!
I'm sick of the crying, the yelling, the screaming and the drama. I just want to lay down and go to sleep for a couple years. I'll get out of bed when you all decide to grow the ******** up.
You're in High School, I know. You're coming into your own. You're discovering new things, meeting new people. But does that mean you should ignore all the people you already know? Should you ignore the people you just met becasue you don't like them? Is it that hard to go up to someone and say, "Hey listen, you know what? I don't like you. You annoy me. Stop talking to me."
Why is there so much drama? Why can't we just live out our lives, smiling and being happy? Your happiness doesn't have to mean someone else pain. Why is everyone so demented? I've never seen a crowd of people so bent on killing each other. Yes, I dislike a lot of people, but at least I'm honest. I don't mean any physical harm towards them. Why do you?
Why does everything have to be so serious? We're still kids in a sense. But the innocence of childhood is gone. No one wants to BE innocent anymore. We all want to be grown up. We want to have big fancy, high-paying jobs. We want to sit at home and tell our kids about when we were children. Guess what? Your childhood isn't over yet and you're already acting like it is. Why are you in such a rush to grow up? You're already smoking, getting high, getting drunk, skipping school.
I could've sworn all those things were oh, I don't know... bad?!
So many unanswerable questions. Why is that?
Listen, I know this is completely random, but in a way it isn't. I've been angry the past few days. Only a couple people could tell. The only reason I didn't say why is because it would have ended up like this. A five-thousand paragraph essay about why I hate people. Specifically, high school teenagers. I weep for the future of the human race.
 Brigadier · Sat Feb 04, 2006 @ 01:23am · 1 Comments |
