Pollution

I'm at school...
It's quiet.... only outside,
Inside the room, pollution....
Noise pollution....
unnecessary noise reverberating around the four corners of the room...
the acoustics help the echoes get louder....
irritating... but there's nothing I can do...
.....
"The wise man only speaks wisdom" 

My words...

Most days, I just keep quiet to avoid fights with the people around me...
I honestly don't like their attitudes... or the way they communicate...
but that's who they are, can't blame them...
I just have my own standards I guess...
I'm not asking anyone to keep up with me...
That's why I just sit at a corner and try to ignore the world around me...
Chaotic nuisances...

but I keep this quote as my motto...

"If you can't say anything right, just shut-up"
....

I love the last parts of my day, I just lie down and put everything behind me...
,.... but I have to get ready for another day of chaos tomorrow......

The first time... Is a time to remember...

You remember that first time you skinned your knee?.... No?

How about that first time you went to class, and didn't know anyone yet?... Now we're getting somewhere,..

Those times that take a small portion of our hearts and of our minds are memories that we render to be precious and valuable... Sentimental...

Where am I going with this?.... Simple really...

It's just an introduction to what I really wanna say....

"This is my first post, and I would probably forget that I posted this"
lolz...