My P.S

I did say one very wise thing today, that self pity is a very dangerous thing. And dangerous it is because it lowers ur self-esteem, it makes you vulnerable and ultimately leads you to depression. I have this habit of spending a lot of my time in getting depressed ;) And seriously, it all begins with self-pity. That I am not funny, that I am not attractive, that I am not good company and like so many other things. Seriously ya, combine jealousy and self pity and u have a very very dangerous combination. A combination that could kill, or worse, make others want to murder you.
I ahve this folder in my PC which I have named "P.S". What it actually means is "Personal Space" and it has a lot of crap. The worst crap I can think of. But now, as I think, it could be "Pathetic Self", could it not? :P I mean after all what I usually do there is whine ;D
Now that I think, I dread going to class now. Have to meet a lot of people, talk to them, see them ignore me, ignore a few of them and ultimately come back tired as if I was in a war. It is a war for me, out there. A war of minds, of how much you think they can control you and of how much you can control them. The one who can control the most wins, if he knows that he is the winner that it. Which essentially means that even if all of ur enemies fall, you would not be victorious if you did not know that they were your enemies, would it? So confusing, I tell you ;p
Another of my best friends got a girl friend. He seems happy with her and I am happy for him. Well, basically because he was missing the 1 to 1 attention and it was too conspicious. The girl is good, the guy is...(I dont know how to define him!!) And I hope that they end up spending at least a year together. Aah, I guess I should go to sleep now. Will write a review for "When Harry met Sally" tomorrow. Or maybe the next time I feel like writing
Till then.. :)