I am lying in bed. (I have had a shower and have gotten my belongings ready for tomorrow.)
It is quite boring.
I have not got any friends to text or contact.
Why?
- People I used to message found me annoying and told me to stop spamming them
- There were only 2 people I did that to
- I was not close to them per say and I did not have the skills to make friends with other people
- Apparently I am weird
- And feminine
- And a girly boy
- And a sissy
- And a femboy
- And a creep
- I am not skinny or slender but people in the changing rooms have commented that I look like a girl
- They used to call me chubby
- And a toad
- And round
- And chunkySeriously, what can I do to not have any words labelled onto me.
- I was and am not bullied but I really cannot understand people
- Or their words
- Or their opinions
- Or their way of critiquingBut
Numbers on the other hand, are far more logical; they do as they are supposed to and had not secret meaning nor depth or dimension. They are 2D and I actually can understand them. Scale, lines, axis and plotting points is clearly superior to meaningless vocabulary which drone on in the background.
Outside, I can hear the high way; cars needlessly causing ruckus as their exhaust fumes pile smoky clouds into the atmosphere.
I'm tired, I think I will have an early night, I heard sleeping promotes weight loss. Maybe it will help.
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The Number Habit
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