3 November 2011

Those little things that bother you throughout the day...the rough edges on your notebook paper, the uneven stacks of paper on your desk, or the people who talk and don't know when to honor the rule of "silence is golden."
Maybe it's the tiny OCD in me that makes me notice such things throughout the day, although I hope that's not the case. Sometimes I feel like everyone keeps something that bothers them inside, so no one knows about it. It becomes a thorn in your side. Then finally, you can't take it anymore and it becomes the tiniest thing that's bothersome to you that makes you crack.
Then there are other times where you look at the things that you hate, and just laugh because it's so ridiculous. Maybe you smile because it really isn't too bad for once. It's all relative, just depending on how you look at it.