Bob

You know, I don't think it's so much that I don't care as it is that I've lost faith. I probably don't make much sense right now so let me explain.

I've been trying very hard this past year to be more optimistic and stop being such a negative person... and it worked... until people kept disappointing me time and time again. It started with the roommate and ended with, well it really hasn't ended yet, now has it?

As of now, there are so many things beckoning me, telling me to fix them. Before Freshman year happened I would be that person. I would be Bob the Builder. I would always be the one fixing whatever was broken until satisfied. I would take the initiative to change things for the better, nothing could stop me. Why? Because I believed. I've always believed that if you put enough effort into trying to do something, it can be done. Anything is possible (I still believe this by the way). But the thing is, I just don't really see the point anymore. I don't see why I go around caring so much when clearly no one else gives a rat's a--. It's not that it doesn't matter, because it does. It's just the simple concept of 'if you don't care then why should I?' And I think that's where my philosophy lies nowadays. I'm tired of doing this. My faith in people is diminishing. The small handful of people that haven't disappointed me shrinks as people change.

Update: I finally have two, now I just need the last four. I believe in you Jillian Michaels!

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