
If you want me to be nice to you please don’t infuriate me because then you will regret it.

If you want me to be nice to you please don’t infuriate me because then you will regret it.

Some “free writing” Sometimes I wonder why I even bother posting anything on Instagram. It doesn’t matter what I post I get no reaction anymore. It’s doesn’t matter what quality the photos are either. Well, eff you. I rather do something else. It’s a pain to do anything with the tablet I’ve got. I can’t get the whole app to download on my mobile so I scrap the whole thing. They can keep the stupid Instagram. It sucks big time anyway. Even Twitter has become a bore. Especially after they decided to change the whole layout. Their app is crap as well and now they put it on the computer version too.
I don’t know why I bother with anything. Everything goes to death ears. It’s like talking to a wall. At least a wall listens. It feels like everyone hates me and they don’t want me around. But of course, that’s not the truth at all. It just feels like it. I just hate it when I can’t get anyone to get to know me. All the men in this country are idiots too. I’m gonna die alone but I don’t give a damn. It’s like Madonna sings in Express yourself. Let me find the lyrics.
Second best is never enough
You’ll do much better, baby, on your own
Let others waste their time on finding true love from idiots. I’ve got better things to do. Sorry if you don’t agree but that’s how I feel. Feel free to live your life the way you want. That’s not mine. All the good men are taken or they don’t even know I exist. Or they’re famous. I won’t mention who because then you think I’m a fool for liking someone like that. I’m too old to fancy celebs even though I hate that word when it comes to that person. OK, too private.
This free writing should become a habit of mine but not against time. My time would be up ages ago. Free writing means that you write what comes to mind at a certain time. I just can’t type that fast so it takes much longer. My brain works too fast so I don’t have time to write it down. I don’t want to leave write something I don’t know want people to know. That means too personal stuff. What I mean by that you can’t try to figure it out yourself. I won’t give you the answer though. So haha. Smilie here. Or whatever it’s spelt. I don’t have time to check. My program is coming soon so I have to finish this post before that. I have to check out the spelling before I post it.
You can now forget what I wrote in this post in the beginning. That rant is over. It doesn’t take long before I’m over it. I’m not angry for long. At least upset. I don’t know if that’s right English but I have no time to write anything else. So goodbye for now.

It seems only other people get to experience marvels in their lives. Life-changing things. Good things. You on the other hand only experience bad things. If it’s poverty, losing a loved one or any other negative experience. Not everyone is born with a silver spoon in their mouth. There was a Finnish article about rich people and how they see things. One was that most of the unemployed are lazy and poor people should only blame themselves. It’s so easy to claim about those things when they have inherited their parents or other relatives. Some wealthy people think anyone can become rich but that’s only a dream. A lot of people don’t even want to be rich. They just want enough so they don’t need to struggle financially. It also seems people with a lot of money become greedy and their reality becomes blurry. They would change their tunes if bad luck would strike them.
You’re either lucky or not. Sometimes in between. I haven’t experienced anything marvel so I don’t expect it to happen in the future either. If it did I wouldn’t mind it. One example is of nothing happened was when I studied in Helsinki Design School. It was photography. Now I read stories about students who studied there and how they’ve managed to get a job after their education. Or they started their own business. Not just photography but other fields of study as well. I have had no use of this education from this school. I didn’t even get an internship. I doubt I get any from the graphic design education either. The only thing I did get from this school was something to do. I might have learned something but I probably will forget it soon. I did learn I didn’t want to do photography for a living after all. Maybe you need to be young and pretty with an outgoing personality to get anything. Or maybe I’m just too crap to get hired. Marvels only happen to other people. I can only read about other people’s success stories with envy. The web design education wasn’t much better.
It’s not a marvel but I have got into educations I’ve applied to. Some of them were just past times but others were something that could be useful. You would think a healthy and educated person would have a job by now. But no you need experience to get anything. I don’t have any relatives who could give me a job. I’m never in the right place at the right time. It’s like my destiny is to have an uninteresting life. I try to be positive about what I have but there are times I wish I had something else. The grass isn’t always greener on the other side though. People might look happy in the Instagram photos but most of the photos there are fake. Other people’s life might look marvellous on the outside but it’s not always so. In a way, I’m glad I’m not living the way certain people are. I don’t like drama and I rather live in my own little bubble than be a puppet of society. Everyone doesn’t need to experience anything marvel to be happy. You should enjoy the small things in life. Mine is at the moment to finish this blog post and I have succeeded at last. It only took me 4 hours so cheers.