Written on October 26th, 2011
I am, in fact, human. I make mistakes, and do all the other great stuff humans do, so why is it I can't get along well with other humans. Put me in a room with a cat, a dog, a fish, or even a frog and I would be the happiest person in that room - the only person in that room. And that would be why. I mean, sure I'm social like any other person, but I don't want to always walk around talking to people. For some reason, no one in my dorm seems to understand this. I'm a freshman in college, I have a lot on my mind, but, to the girls in my dorm, that means nothing. If I don't greet people as I walk into a room, with a fake and cheery, "Hey!", then I am obviously ignoring everyone, and I hate the world. Right? Wrong. Just because I don't belt out in song every single time I see someone, doesn't mean I'm mad, happy, or sad. It just means I'm here, you're there, and I'm okay with that. So why is no one else? And why is it that when I walk in a room, no one belts out in song and dance for me? Maybe due to the fact that these girls are a big bucket of crazy, or that they're girls, I am the mean one. I am the one doing all the ignoring. I am the one who doesn't like anyone, but before you say I'm the one ignoring take a look at the mirror. Have you said anything to me? Maybe I am mean, ignoring you, and hates you, but are you sending me the same signal? Why is it that I could care less, and you care so much?