if there’s one thing that this place taught me, it’s the art of patience. here, I feel like I’m thrown back sometimes around 10 years behind. it’s where people make comments on your outfit, talk to a boy means you’re dating him, and kissing ass considered as a fair championship to be at the top. even high school students are nicer than them.
even more pathetic is how people tend to make you feel bad for being good and how they are programmed to do less on project and more on seeking attention. oh well, I feel sorry that they have nothing better to do than poking their nose at other people’s businesses.
on a bright side, maybe this is God way to teach me about patience. I have been pampered by being surrounded by all these wonderful people, friends and family all my life. so this is where the struggle begins.
cheers to staying sane and honest!! :D