Realization

A phone call with a friend made me write this.

Ever been back-stabbed by a friend and wondered why you got back-stabbed? Ever wonder why everyone can turn against you for the slightest mistake? Ialways asked myself these questions and I slowly got the asnwers.  All the politics and mind games happening around is so vexing. I miss the days in primary school where everything was done without a care and knives were not thrown at you from all directions. In seconday school every action an affect one's social standing and must be thought through clearly. 

When we do something in secondary school we must always consider these:

Will it embarass us?

Will it make us unpopular?

Will it ruin our lives?

Will it offend people?

Will people likeit?

Will they pay attention?

Will the desired outcome come about?

Screw politics.

OMIGOSH, I'M SOUNDING MORE AND MORE LIKE SOME ANNOYING TEENAGER WHO TYPES NOTHING BUT EMO STUFF ALL OVER HIS BLOG. 

I need to be more tolerant with people. The world dosen't revolve around me.