Ignorance is truly a bliss That comes back around and haunts you day and night, Never stopping to wonder its purpose, For it has none other than to screw you over. I have come to realize over these past few days that I lived in such a utopia inside my mind.... (and still do >.>) I knew back-talking always existed, but I never knew that it even happened between what seemed to be good friends. Here I am, coming back from rugby practice sitting on the bus with a few teammates, known as StudentA through StudentD (referred to as sA to sD).... these four teenage bodies are all *seeming-like* good friends with StudentE. So i'm just sitting there listening to them talk about something random and the comment that "sE is such a wuss" I became very surprised since that person is usually really good friends with sE and jokes aruond with him... i guess nothing is ever what it seems. so then sA through sD start pouring out all these points and arguments how useless and crappy of a person sE is. Of all people, I would NOT have expected these 4 to start such a conversation. And another layer of my bubble bursts.... Once you see these things, you begin to wonder what people say behind YOUR back.... i guess its just natural and you forget about it after a while, but i can't help wondering what people say about me. Ignorance is truly a bliss. You live in happiness ignorant of all displeasant things around you.... You know you're bound to screw yourself over when you try to please everyone, cuz that'll never happen. You'll have to turn someone down sometime On a random note, my dreams to become a hooker have been shattered =( a rugby scrum hooker that is =p apparently, my senior coach didn't heed the suggestion my midget coach gave him, so now i'm no longer the senior starting hooker =(.... "oh well" i thought, "i'll just play prop then, the position i've been playing for the past 2 years." but because of my shortness, I couldn't pair up with the other starting prop because I'd drop the avg height of the scrummers by like 5".... so i get pulled out and now i'm a blindside wing forward for some reason.... i've never even played that position and i dont even know what to do =p I've alwasy played the easiest position in the game (prop) because I don't really know what i'm supposed to do when..... oh well, time to start learning =p Another random note: I handed my 48 line poem to my eng teacher to read. She reads it and writes comments on it. But because of her father's death (my condolences), she went on a week's leave. I saw her this morning, and she asks if i picked up my poem from her desk. I said no because I thought she would've put it somewhere else, but she told me the poem went missing. The only logical reason would be that someone thought it was trash and threw it away.... but why would anyone think that a written page with comments on it is trash? maybe because my poem IS trash.... maybe after all my editing and final draft, I'll post it up for those who want to read crap poetry read crap poetry.... but hey, I got some inspiration and felt like writing it, so leave me be (i feel like i'm always writing these random 4 line stanzas of "poetry" everywhere, I dont' even know why >.>, and they usually involve something depressing too) [and another _long_ entry comes to an end >.>, i talk wayyyy too much in these things.... but they're my only outlet, so i will do as i please ^^]