PEOPLE - what a word.

Okay. I'll admit it. I really tried to be a super friendly person this year. I mean, new people to meet this year. Great! I really did. I wanted to be close to a lot of people. But then...

Be careful what you wish for because you just might get it.

Iyan po ay isang linya mula sa "When I Grow Up" ng Pussycat Dolls. I mean, wow Jeric! Great job quoting from a song of PCD that is TOTALLY EMO! I mean, no dancing whatsoever in the music video!

Anyways, enough sarcasm. Here it is. I really wished nung 3rd year na maging dettached (<-OMG. How many times will I have to say this frickin' word! I? am so fed up with this word! Grrr. ) from people. The ability to actually live with close people not around you. The capability to not open up much and not care too much about relationships. I think I'm actually doing it.

The great thing about this is that you don't really have to open up too much to anyone close anymore. Don't really care if people dislike you. I mean, who cares now? Not me, for one. Well, to be honest, I'll say my opinion every once in a while when I'm very frustrated, but as of the past weeks, hell no.

Man is weak. Man is very weak.

One thing I have noticed is that people nowadays rely too much with "The Flow".
People don't do anything anymore. They just go with the flow. Actually, I think I'm starting to see the worst part of people nowadays. And I tell you, it's not good.

You know the feeling that you despise them, and yet... nothing. You can't do anything. Play along with the friend game. You can't afford to have people to talk behind your back when you actually say something that can defame them. I mean, people go with the usual: "As if you're perfect to tell us our shortcomings! (insert other crap here, insert other crap there)"

How pathetic people are now right now. But then, who am I to say it?

It's kinda hard living the double life. Playing along with the masquerade to make sure no one catches a good glimpse of your face. It's hard to find people who don't stab you in the back these days.

I'm contradicting myself, I can see. I say I'm dettached, yet here I am searching for the "true friend" crap I always blabber about. Oh well.

At the end of all that I have said, I kinda wonder. Who actually cares for all the crap I just said? Will the person be reading this post be actually giving a damn for my sake? A damn for my opinion on life or whatsoever?

Or just be like the rest of humanity. Only caring for themselves. Their own interests. Their own entertainment. Their own sanity.

-Jeric

P.S.
Don't mess with me. Please. You know who you are.