WHY I HATE THINGS

Well you'd all figure on my day off life would be a little easier, but it never does. You live life as best you can, but things don't change. Fortunetly life doesn't suck. If i was a hobo and had to do blow for some crack, then life would suck. Really, I'm just sick of the people that I had negative encounters with, not to mention my unfortunet luck with my homework.

I've been trying to watch Bram Stokers Dracula but i can't find anyone willing to watch that movie. That was a bit of a downer. Then i encountered nasty rude people. People who close doors in your face (happened a few times). And people who are ever so picky about permission! I guess in this world you need permission to do EVERYTHING. Man, people need to lighten up.

Right now i am becomming a shoulder to cry on and i am glad. I'm glad i can still be a nice person and considerate to others. I have to wonder whether i am considerate myself. Some people never voice their thoughts and i'll never know if i'm not a nice guy, they'll just stare at me funny. I don't know what these stares mean. It could mean they hate me, or that i have a koala on my face. In this world... could go either way.

But really, who wants to hear me bitch and complain for several paragraphs on end? I recommend people go out into the world and live your life! Also, don't be a bitch, but don't take shit. Fortunetly for me, ranting helps. Chances are though tomorrow i'm going to act like it never happened and just be cool with the way i was treated. I mean seriously people, should i take what they're giving to me? Or should i snap back and explain what i didn't like? This decision i should make up on my own.

I still am, and will always be, Jaws. Of all things that is what I am certain of.