Shoo, angst. Shoo, hatred
One of the better things to be left behind in 2008 is probably anger and grudge. Even though it has become easier to be forgiving through the days, there are still people who I look at and groan and bitch about. It's just too bad for Facebook alerts, that I always have to see their faces and it makes it very hard for me to forget about and ignore them. Every time I notice that they're having one of those "our party is cooler than everyone else's because we're the richest kids in town" parties, I'm just reminded about the injustice of it all, and the superficiality that lies beneath everything. And it has nothing to do with me, that's the best part.
So one of the things I start to ponder about is, what if I had not ventured into such a social category? What if I stuck myself with the heartlanders who, despite having no ambition, no real sense of what's right and wrong, and no money, are the humblest and most loyal people I have ever met in my life? Things would have been different, but I guess I'd have made myself look very bad, because I'd be stereotyped into being "one of the bums with no future".
Hmmmm.
So one of the things I start to ponder about is, what if I had not ventured into such a social category? What if I stuck myself with the heartlanders who, despite having no ambition, no real sense of what's right and wrong, and no money, are the humblest and most loyal people I have ever met in my life? Things would have been different, but I guess I'd have made myself look very bad, because I'd be stereotyped into being "one of the bums with no future".
Hmmmm.