Well, I'm back in the mental rut again. Can't seem to find that place where I fit in.
With this, am I just taking life too seriously? Am I choosing all this chaos? It just seems that being positive on things is just a form of acceptance of defeat. Consuelo de bobo?
Finally (again), I'm back to my keeping up with the norms of society. It seems to be a trade between individuality and fitting in. Grah... I'm blabbering like a girl.
Here are some of those rhetorical questions, for a lack of a better term.
-Why do girls go for the bad boys? On a similar note, why do those ass monkey womanizers always get lucky?
-Why do geeks/weirdos are left misunderstood?
-Why are the good boys always left out?
**Oh the angst!! LOL!!**
Am I getting worked up on something that is actually very simple?
- SIGH -