INSULTS TO MY DENSENESS

"Great minds discuss ideas.
Average minds discuss events.
Small minds discuss people."
-Eleonor Roosevelt



Even Eleonor can tell that based on my daily conversation with people, I, the great Allyssa the strange, the dreamer, the weird and the eternally curious now belongs to the group of people she had called small minded. *sighs heavily* I always hate small talk but in order to belong I can now write a book on "How To Be Good In Small Talks".

But because Im different, after two weeks of trying to be what others are, I've implemented a "no speaking policy for three days" as a self-punishment.

As someone who had been financially dependent to my parents, working means being in an environment that offers great adjustments and many uncomfortabilities. I expected them, understanding that it was a way to grow and to become a better version of myself. Man, what I didn't expect is that I'll be with people--small friggin' idiots.

It all started this last few weeks.Because of my constant search for a job I've been surrounded by different people. People I don't want to know personally. People who thinks they knew everything just because they were five years or more older than me.
What a crap indeed. Its pure shit to have a conversation with them everyday. I can't even find the right words that would totally describe their innate stupidities. I can't believe how adults manage to survive years of working within an environment where conversations consist mostly of people, foods, clothes, people, foods and people. (The last sentence passed the most careful assessment thus, declared free from any typographical error)


Examples:
1. My ___! have you heard what happen to her? Im gonna die, I swear, she and him slept together last night!

2. Im so fat. I don't want to eat anything, but Im hungry. Hey! will you buy me a caesar salad? Oh its not enough, add it up with Piatoos, milk tea, sprite float and three cinnamon breads.

3. Have you seen her outfit today. It's ugly. Does she really think she's pretty? (laugh out loud)

4. Girl, Im at Krabby Patty yesterday. Goodness! the burgers are delicious. It cost a little so I make sure I post it on Facebook before munching. The price is worth the likes.


Each day Im outside, with them on the place I want to work, I come to dread the moment they're gonna open their mouth because I can feel my IQ slipping down and I swear if I can only see my neurons getting sick I will declare an epidemic outbreak.



I realize now how cruel this extroverts-dominated world is for us introverts.

All Im trying to say is is, if being an adult means talking about your so-called friends behind their backs, criticizing others clothing type, laughing at your co-workers silently as they accidentally shame themselves in front of their bosses, analyzing every 20 minutes how handsome a guy is especially when he's naked and talking endlessly of how you want to be treated but does the opposite to another, then bl**dy h*ll! I DON'T WANT TO BE AN ADULT ANYMORE!


Why do I have to live like this?

Im already feeling a sense of envy for those humans who live on mountains, at the Atlantic ocean; the rare tribes that secretly thrive for thousands of years away from technology and money. Yes, they were considered poor, uneducated, ill-mannered and uncivilized (excuse me for the words) but they have what, we, educated and civilized does not have, or if some do they can only be counted in one hand---freedom. They are the ones who truly lived a life, some of us are just here to be counted as a population. *puffs*

Can someone explain to me again why we need so much money when all the things in life that makes us homo sapiens happy are priceless?

Back to the topic of the people around me.

I think I should be thankful that their low intelligence and lack of holy curiosity were not infectious diseases.

LOL.