Let me start of by saying everyone who wears scrub looks strange in some way or another.
For the most part I don't care about the opinion that people have about me. But there are some people that I'm really sensitive of and I hate it. Those people consist mainly of my immediate family (though there are two or three others). I could show my mom or sister a drawing and they might tell me it's ugly.. that's not too bad by itself. But when they keep talking about how bad it is and make faces that look so disgusted..... I'm just like allowing this interaction between us to extend past our agreement upon the fact that the drawing/painting is ugly was a big mistake. And that's just one example of something that would hurt my feelings. They can say other stuff that's usually with the best of intentions that hurt more than that. It kills me how sensitive I am sometimes.
I hate trying to open a door when it's locked. I hate locks. I hate keys. I hate everything they represent.. Unless it's like a map key. Then that's like pretty cool, I guess (though, maps often give me headaches).
Why are there so many music genres? We only need like five.. All the rest we can call them "other".
I like playing super smash brothers. It can be a lot of fun. I hardly ever play to win, though. I like to play for style points. It's more gratifying to play with style than to beat the crud out of some poor sap without any glamour *jaded face*.
If a fight looks like it was orchestrated by me right before I get KO'ed then that's fine. I've already won.
(I also play to win sometimes, though.)
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DiversosI titled this book after the song that came on as I starter writing this. It's called call it karma by silverstein. This book is going to be composed of random thoughts, opinions, things that perplex or annoy me and basically anything brief and ran...
