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Friday, February 04, 2005
People


My friend told me she doesn't like people. She said they bug her.
Another friend said he doesn't like people. They don't undersand him.

I don't like people either. They tend to form huge crowds and make a lot of noise. The world is already too crowded as it is.

Like a million bugs in a bottle would bug each other. Inevitable.

What must one do to get any shred of privacy in this day? Just the slightest reprieve is much sought after. Label me an egomaniac or a xenophobe, but I'm entitled my own 2 cents. In other words, people bug me.

You know? My friends are geniuses indeed.


Gavin pondered @ 13:05


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