This Is Not A Science Related Post

Answer me frankly, do I look like this???

OR MAYBE, like this???

So which one is it?
The first picture or the second one?
(If you still haven't guessed it yet, those are microorganisms.)


Because I can answer you very frankly that I am feeling like this:

No I am not feeling like whatever the unshaven-gray-bearded-old-man is feeling. In my opinion though, I'm thinking he's feeling disappointed.

I am feeling like the words that are in the dialogue box. Well, who said those words? Whatever that was on the slide. What are usually on those slides? Specimen. Microorganisms.

Which was why I was asking do I look like a microorganism?
Because I feel like I am being watched. I feel like I am being observed. Like I am a specimen under a freaking microscope and I am being watched for my every move, every action, everything I say, under close proximity.

Yay, How fun.
Yeah you wanna know something funner?
Because I am a freaking specimen, I am supposed to report everything that I do, everywhere that I go, everything that I eat, how many split ends do I have, what color my shit is, yada yada yada.

DOES THIS STILL SOUND FUN TO YOU NOW???

And also because I am a specimen, I cannot have a thing called privacy.
Privacy should not even be in my list in the first place.
Everything must be reported.

You know what? Enough with me talking the specimen shit.
Just to let you people out there know,
I have my own privacy. I don't need to fucking tell anyone what I do, what I eat, when I bathe, when I shit.

If YOU have been living this way(barging in on people's privacy), let me tell you this;
you can continue on doing whatever you were doing, just don't interfere with what I am doing.
How I live and what I do, is merely none of your business.
You don't like the way I am living? Well, get over it. You don't see ME coming over and tell you that I don't like the way you're living.
And to tell me to change, just because you cannot live with what I am doing,
tell you what, I am sick of changing with nobody fucking appreciating it.
How about YOU do it for a change?
Change YOUR ways to live with MY ways.
Don't say I am insane, YOU were the one telling ME to do it in the first place.

Just because you cannot cope with my pace, doesn't mean that I should slow down or move faster so that my pace will be aligned with yours. Who do you think you are?
Imagine, if everyone's asking me to do the same, what and where would I eventually end up in?
(Don't answer that, I know where I'd end up in or end up to be)

DISCLAIMER : This post was just merely expressing what I was feeling.
It was not meant to offend anyone; dead or alive.
If it struck a chord in you, then you are either too sensitive or emotional.
But then again, I might be talking about you. OR NOT.