- Its funny. I was only in high school 5 months ago. Today, I went over to a local eating place, to enjoy meeting up with and old friend and have a nice meal. But due to miss-communication, we ended up rescheduling. Anyways, while I was eating, a group of high schoolers showed up. For some reason, things got more noisy. These bunch of idiots seemed to be your average high school hooligans. Noisy, weird fashion, walks like they own the path their walking on, and above all, hair out of control. Yes, I got to admit, the hair part used to be an issue with me. God, I hope I wasn't looked upon like the hooligans.
- I am thankful that I'm away from that type of environment and In the working reality now. A reality with respect for one another, and whole lot more common sense. Its not perfect, but hey, better than the hooligans' life.
-Oh, and I wanted to mention this as well. Recently, I have found a claim that seems to be booming on MySpace. Can you guess what It is? "My life sucks," "I want to be someone else." Get the idea? I'm gonna break it to the people who post these kind of statements on MySpace. We don't really care. Sure, your close friends will show a general concern, but the general public doesn't care. Yes, its a bit harsh, but hey, thats life. If things are that bad, talk to someone face to face, not through MySpace.
Maybe I ought to rewrite the MySpace for dummies book...

- I am thankful that I'm away from that type of environment and In the working reality now. A reality with respect for one another, and whole lot more common sense. Its not perfect, but hey, better than the hooligans' life.
-Oh, and I wanted to mention this as well. Recently, I have found a claim that seems to be booming on MySpace. Can you guess what It is? "My life sucks," "I want to be someone else." Get the idea? I'm gonna break it to the people who post these kind of statements on MySpace. We don't really care. Sure, your close friends will show a general concern, but the general public doesn't care. Yes, its a bit harsh, but hey, thats life. If things are that bad, talk to someone face to face, not through MySpace.
Maybe I ought to rewrite the MySpace for dummies book...
