I also realized if people don't like you don't fret because it's their job. Especially when you want to be happy. Why? Why? Why do we waist our lives to make people happy when we're not happy ourselves? You try to please others and realize you broke yourself in the process. I wonder how people smile all the time because that seems like a task to me. Is smiling really fun, doesn't it hurt or am I overreacting? I'm glad they are happy though because sometimes that's what is necessary to make it when these people burst you bubble.