Brainfart of the day

There has been so much hate around that I've been seeing the past week. I'm not so sure if I'm going to to write this cos I might be bashed by a hater that sees this post. Not that I know a hater.. Not that I have a hater (I am hoping that the second statement is at most not true, a hint of reluctancy right there). But whatever. I have lived an honest life, at least I think I did. I shall be one with my senses for the most part. So much hate, it's not even funny anymore. I seriously have nothing better to say. I am not mentioning any names, nor am I going to write a request for them to stop with all the hating. It's just sad to see that as much as these people enjoy bickering and bitching against people in their faces (or at their backs, if they're not so great), the people watching the fight couldn't agree less, and actually enjoy watching the fight(s). At some point, I became like those who enjoyed watching drama. I didn't care about what they were fighting about, but I did watch out of curiousty. (Curiousity really doesn't kill the cat. It's more like curiousity makes you late for a Math class. Pft. Screw it). I enjoyed watching, oh yes. Until I became one of those people who had to go through drama. It's not that I already had a fight with someone, nor have I had anyone talk bull in front of my face. I did have that talked behind my back, but that's all gone away. Anyway, I went through some kind of drama. And it's no fun, no walk in the park, if you want to sound like Confucius. I don't even know to spell the wretched man's name. And I don't even know how to spell wretched. See how much hate has done to me? Tsk. I do not want my children and my children's children to be deprived of what could become a world full of love. Spread the love and become a hippie. Everything works out better that way. At least Austin Powers thinks so.