Just crap...
I dunno, I feel a bit down. I don't know why though... Something's bothering me.
Anyway, I've been thinking. Which isn't really always a good thing because if I start to think about "purpose" then it messes with my emotions. Maybe that's why I'm feeling abnormal.
I'm wondering how many people truly hate me. I mean, yeah I know I have friends and all but how many people known or not hate me? Not that I care, I'm just curious. I mean Frank and Jim get stuff stolen from then occasionally, but I leave my stuff out in the open and nobody even bothers it. I'm glad they don't take things but still. Does nobody loathe my very existence on the planet enough to lash out? Or am I just overall liked? I'm somehow doubting the latter...I don't think I'm a very likeable person.
But yeah, tomorrow inspection, uniform ready in morning, sleeping time now. PEACE!
Anyway, I've been thinking. Which isn't really always a good thing because if I start to think about "purpose" then it messes with my emotions. Maybe that's why I'm feeling abnormal.
I'm wondering how many people truly hate me. I mean, yeah I know I have friends and all but how many people known or not hate me? Not that I care, I'm just curious. I mean Frank and Jim get stuff stolen from then occasionally, but I leave my stuff out in the open and nobody even bothers it. I'm glad they don't take things but still. Does nobody loathe my very existence on the planet enough to lash out? Or am I just overall liked? I'm somehow doubting the latter...I don't think I'm a very likeable person.
But yeah, tomorrow inspection, uniform ready in morning, sleeping time now. PEACE!