She literally stole all my friends away…… Lol. Well, things happen for a reason… A few months ago, stuff like this would depress me, but I really don’t care. If people really value my friendship, they would take me seriously, or at least say hi. Meh, what do I care, I’m doing well this semester… Sigh, its times like this I miss having a close friend, whom I have inside jokes with, who I trust, whose happy to see me and I’m happy to see and look forward to what will happen the next day. Someone interesting, not… I don’t know, not ‘mainstream “. Whatever, I know I’m awesome, smart, confident and nice. That’s all that matters, if people fail to see that, its their loss. This last year and a half has been so….lonely… So depressing, all right in the feels. Why am I writing this? I have no clue, but a thought occurred to me today, its sad, that I can release my frustrations and inner thoughts on a blog, with my identity hidden… But in my real life, its not possible. This past year and a half, I’ve been thrown in with the wrong group of people. It pisses me, no one values my opinion, and everyone is always trying to compete with me or shut me down. But…. I always win :) I’m always right in the end. That’s why I’m stronger now, little things like that don’t bother me anymore, I am blessed with the greatest intuition ever, I always can feel what happens next, and it does. I feel I will finish this stupid schooling in two more years… Than you watch and wait world, I’m going to be on top, and all those losers will be MY workers….. Muahaha. ;). OK that last bit was creepy, lol.
Staying strong and awesome till the end,
Someone asked me what my hobby was….. I couldn’t answer that question…. Now that I think about it, what interests me? Doing further soul searching…. I realize… I’m a boring person…. Besides talking to people, reading the news and school…. I have no other hobbies…. I hate video games, I love Doctor who….. That’s it… Some people are into computers, some are into collecting stuff… I just realized today… I have no special interest… I love to talk to people… I like to see cool stuff, I love going to new places… I like to move around, but I don’t know how to say it as a hobby…. I guess my hobby is just going around causing trouble…. I need to find a hobby….
I was in my physics lab today, and I walked by this girl, the girl last semester I thought I liked, but really didn’t (because she’s a biscuit…. You get the point). Anyways, I don’t talk to her, I always walk past her like she’s a stranger. Ever since the semester started, I could tell she really really wants to talk to me. I don’t want to deal with her drama again, never again will I invest my energy and emotions into a person that doesn’t care as she did. Any who, I over hear her talk to her friend or what not and she says: I don’t know why he’s forgotten me, he doesn’t talk or look at me anymore. I can’t figure out why…
Are you freaking serious?!!!! Like for real?! So let me get this point, you don’t know why? Its so funny now, when I talk to another girl in class, and she just stares…. And obviously I’m just talking about what’s going on in the class and nothing else… But she stares like I’m doing something wrong… I hate her, I wish I never met her, I really do, I hate how she’s in all my class’s. I don’t know if its bad luck, but geez, leave me alone. Heck, its gotten so bad, we have the same friends now. When I hang out with them or if I’m invited to go some place in the weekend and find out she’s going to be there, I don’t go. I want to forget… That’s how I forget people…. By pretending they don’t exist… The hard part is though…. I feel really bad…. But that’s my only problem…. I have too much of a soft spot. If I care for just one second, I’m going to get hurt. I don’t want that, that’s why I guess… I’m more dark now in general… But my question to myself… Am I a cold person?
This heartbreaking story is about as elephant Raju from India that had an incredibly rough life. After being poached from his mother he was thrown from one owner to another, until he was left living in terrible conditions with no shelter at night, being used as a beggars prop all day long. Raju survived only from passing tourists and sometimes had to eat plastic and paper while being chained 24 hours a day. A wildlife organisation SOS-UK could not stand the injustice and decided to save him in a daring midnight rescue operation.
The elephant, realizing he was being saved, started to cry: “It was incredibly emotional. We knew in our hearts he realised he was being freed” – claims Pooja Binepal, one of the rescuers in an interview with Presspeople. “Tears began to roll down Raju’s face. Some no doubt were due to the pain but he also seemed to sense that change was coming. He felt hope for the first time” – says another rescuer Kartick.
😢 imagine being chained for fifty years of your life…