I'm a meanie
My last two weeks were rather interresting.
And that's an understatement.
I had these fake assumptions about post high school studies. (or is it supperior studies?) Anyway, I thought everybody would be clever and cultivated.
I was wrong.
I get it. I'm delusional. And as the days pass there's no less people running in the corridor dressed up as bananas...
How entertaining!
Don't get me wrong, to me observing human behaviour is a delightment.
But at the same time, it kind of equals to slapping yourself in the face until you bleed AND still enjoying it.
Blahh.
Also, I'm starting to think I might be of an unfriendly kind.
Despite having more than 3000 unknown humans buzzing around me everyday, no one ever talks to me. EVER.
It's like I have "Don't even dare looking at me in the eyes" written on my forehead!
But honestly? I might be enjoying this as well.
Wouldnt like ending up in a banana costume... unless I'm at a Muse concert. (Perfect bait, no?)
And that's an understatement.
I had these fake assumptions about post high school studies. (or is it supperior studies?) Anyway, I thought everybody would be clever and cultivated.
I was wrong.
I get it. I'm delusional. And as the days pass there's no less people running in the corridor dressed up as bananas...
How entertaining!
Don't get me wrong, to me observing human behaviour is a delightment.
But at the same time, it kind of equals to slapping yourself in the face until you bleed AND still enjoying it.
Blahh.
Also, I'm starting to think I might be of an unfriendly kind.
Despite having more than 3000 unknown humans buzzing around me everyday, no one ever talks to me. EVER.
It's like I have "Don't even dare looking at me in the eyes" written on my forehead!
But honestly? I might be enjoying this as well.
Wouldnt like ending up in a banana costume... unless I'm at a Muse concert. (Perfect bait, no?)