hypocrite.

Will all the real hypocrites please stand up?

 

…it’s me. Yes, I am a hypocrite. And these next few paragraphs will be disgustingly oxymoronic and, well, hypocritical.

Our modern age is ridiculous at times. I mean, the upcoming generation electronically records every monotonous event in their day.

10:21 am: Just woke up. Shower time.

10:24am: Omg I have a huge zit. fml

10:25am: Popped the zit, now there’s huge red mark.

10:46am: Boyfriend isn’t answering on the first ring, wtf?

 

Okay, okay, so this is an exaggeration, (in some cases not), but what is it that draws us to sharing each and every painstaking moment that passes? And of course, this is the hypocrity of the whole thing, because here I am, type-type-typing down my musings about people who do exactly the same thing.

 

Maybe we all just want to know that what we think, or even who we are is worthwhile.