It’s not like I am aiming to displease other people, but I try to make myself happy FIRST. I find that if I do that, other people are generally happy with me as well. You only have one life to live and you might as well do it your own way. Best of all? It’s never too late to start doing it.
I just don’t care. I have better things to talk about other than the misfortune of others and things that turn out to be mostly untrue. If you are talking about someone and saying something you wouldn’t say to their face, you should just keep it to yourself. It’s just that simple.
I used to diet a lot in high school. I counted calories in my early twenties. Now? For the love of god, I don’t care about calories. I indulge a little and just try to live a healthy lifestyle overall. At no point do I want to feel like I have to keep track of everything of eat--torture I tell you, torture!
That TV is bad for me
If it’s wrong, I don’t want to be right. I have friends who don’t watch TV and they are awesome, but I don’t have the foggiest idea about how they do it. I love TV. I am a junkie and watch a ton of it. I don’t care about the fact that some people say you shouldn’t. It’s cheap entertainment and I’m a slave to it.
I try to care, really I do, and I used to be so [politically] charged. I guess I might have burned myself out or something. I just can’t be bothered to go too in depth anymore. Sure, I am aware that we’re a divided country--heck, I’ve got my own opinions about it all--but I just can’t care enough to engage in a passionate conversation about it. (That, and I enjoy liking people more than knowing their politics.)
Trying to be perfect
There are a great lot of people out there trying to be perfect while pretending they aren’t trying to be perfect. I know because I used to be one of them. I’m over it. When you come over I might not have vacuumed, and there may be dishes in my sink because I’m busy just like everyone else. I’m over it, and you should be too. Oh and I get pimples still, and I’m not going to try to hide them so get over that, too.
I’m not a vegetarian, or a vegan or even anywhere close
Do I wish I didn’t eat meat? Only once every nine years for like two seconds. I’ve done my duty--I was a vegetarian for over five years. Meat is great and I’m sorry but I’m over trying to feign feeling bad about it. I love animals just as much as the next and I believe we should treat them ethically and with love and care...before we eat them.
So what don't you care about anymore? There's gotta be something! Share it with me in the comments section below!