Tag Archives: school

What Happened

17 Jul

When I was in collage I used to ask a lot of questions, I used to have long conversations about weird subjects. I used to have Facebook statues with over 100 comments about whatever I and my collage friends felt like talking at the time.

And yesterday I looked at some of those conversations and I thought to myself “wow, I used to be kind of smart 4 years ago what happened to me, why am I so stupid now”. I don’t have the power to start long conversations anymore, I don’t even know how to do that. Now it just annoy me when someone talk too much outside of the subject. Back then I had some great one liners and thoughts and today I’ve got nothing.

Today I’m stupid.

Or maybe it’s not my fault but it’s the people I’m hanging out with today. They get annoyed and makes fun of me when I ask too many questions. They get annoyed and mad when I try to start a conversation on something just you know, to have some kind of dialectics because I think it’s fun. But they just get annoyed and be like “ok just shut up”.

I don’t know if that’s really the reason but I do know that I’m not smart as I used to be, not that I was very smart but I did have my moments. Today those moments are gone.

I Have No Backbone

31 Jan

I hate it when people meddling with certain things I do, you know, something that you want to make and you have your heart set on how and what. I know what I’m doing, I know what I want to do and how to get there. From stupid things like cooking to a collage paper. 


The problem is: I hate arguing with people, especially ones that think they know better or ones that I know they know better. I don’t know how to explain myself, I know what I want to do and what I want to say and how to say it but I don’t know how to explain is before it’s done. And every time someone says to me that my way is no good, and I can’t really explain to them why it actually is, I always back down and do it the way they want mw to. And the final result sucks, and I know it could have been better.