15th
On; Perspective
And not the artsy perspective, I don’t deal well with that.
I’m a shy guy sometimes. I don’t tell people about me, or what I do on my own time unless they’re friends. I’m nerrvous just writing this down in class, due tothe judgementality of my peers. With such as the conservitive litte American town I live in, I feel nervouis jsut carrying a Death Note around.
I can also understand that feeling. Sometimes I can be quick to judge; often even superficially. I’m not proud to say that. But it pisses ticks me off how vocal others make opinions such as these. (ex; Wow, look at all that eyeliner. She’s a/n emo/whore) Apparently, if I’m proud of my intelligence, I’m a nerd. Apparently, if I’m just slightly taller than the average, I’m a giant. It makes me RAEG!
Some kids expect me to know everything. And when I can’t answer, I recieve a snide gasp (I’M LOOKING AT YOU AUSTIN YOU LITTLE MOTHER I mean er uh poor little misguided child) I don’t mind answering quiestions, but it’s when they have to do it snidely and impossibly, asking me stupid questions that it’s obvious I wouldn’t be able to answer.
It’s a matter of perspective, I think. People thnk I’m a World Of Warcraft playing (And I dont) Nerdy fatso. Okay. I think they’re stuck up Shitholes Crap heads. Not a good thing, no, but what are you going to do? Until society abandons labels (, a thing that will never happen) this will continue to piss off the general public.
I’m gonna go cut my wrists.
Verdict: SUCK MY… I mean, It’s a bad thing. Labels, actually, Perspective is useful. XD
