Life

Here, let me give you a little taste of mine.  And no, this isn't a "oh, pity me" moment.  It's just stuff.

To begin, I never really minded being last.  At the end of the alphabet, my ranking in sports, on a scale of attractiveness- it just doesn't matter to me.  Peoples thoughts are nice and all, but sometimes they aren't, and since they aren't mine to begin with, why should I be concerned with them?  Another thing is bullies.  Not always in my own life, but definitely in others, I've seen people be the victims (and others provide the pain) in ways so horrifying it must be human.  And it's all so disgusting.  Maybe to someone else, being a bully just means physically hurting or mentally testing someone.  But to me, it's someone that does anything of the mean sort that is excessive, unnecessary, and honestly just rude.  Public embarrassment, detrimental comments, and unwanted and/or harmful pressure are forms of bullying because, by definition, it is using power to intimidate those that are weaker.  Unfortunate for the bullies, God enjoys making the weak stronger than one could imagine.  And then, there goes your victims.
On a rather opposite note, I really love little kids- I want some of my own someday.  I like hearing them laugh and do the safe things they enjoy, because it's all innocent.  Other people like the thrill of doing things they shouldn't and the risk of being caught, but I just don't.  This goes for everything, from cheating to sneaking out.  It's never respectable, and a good story isn't worth doing things so blatantly wrong.  And, who knows- maybe you aren't getting away with everything you think you are.

Well, these are some of my thoughts.  If you don't like them, calm down, because it's not like they're yours anyway.