Okay I have decided to take a break from blogging. Recent events have shown that I totally need a break from this thing. I have no idea if it will be permanent, so I cannot guarantee my return. I have no doubt that nobody will miss my blatantly stupid entries. I have no wish to carry on broadcasting my life over the Internet in this manner. I was obsessed with blogging, but I will not be any longer. Hopefully not. Recent issues just proved all the more that I should not be blogging any longer, because I have many thoughts and opinions about matters that have happened, and they are all not very nice. I do believe that they are right though, but people normally prefer to stay enclosed within their limited fabrications of the truth. They won’t enjoy what I have to say, at least no more than I enjoy having to voice it out. If I carry on blogging, I will go seriously crazy. The whole world will probably start getting pissed at me, which I will not blame them for. The worst part is that there are some people out there who take perverse pleasure in trying to control my life. Let me tell you: I have no need for anyone to tell me what I should do, much less dictate my every movement. Rest assured that it is not needed. So now you can leave in peace and go meddle in someone else’s life. They may not mind, but I do. I have freaking turds who think they know more about my life than I do. So what if the onlooker sees the most of the game? I’m the player. Surely I should have an idea of what to do. Just butt out and stay out. Take that, you sick bastards.
Yeah and I never realized that so many people had so much expectations for me. And am I supposed to live up to them all? Everyone seems to have a certain expectation of someone. How they should behave, what they should do, how they should perform. Imagine, if you lived your life living up to the expectations of others, how about your own? I am in an extremely cynical mood now. I think the night has weird effects on me. Crowds bother me. Actually it’s just people in general. It irks me to know how close people can get. I’m not exaggerating. I do not like people getting close to me. Well, most people anyway. Either physically or otherwise. It is just extremely irritating, and I will concentrate very hard on it, until it goes away. It seems that the whole world just collaborated to kick me off the edge of the earth. Thank you. Not. One reason I’m getting away from this thing(at least temporarily) is to stop putting stuff about me up here where it is publicly available to all. From what I have re-learned, not very long ago, is that people cannot be trusted. Nobody can. I admit, maybe not even me. [LINE] [I do not assume. I do not guess. I can only give myself one chance to get it right. Failure is not acceptable. It is not an option.]
