It's interesting observing people, strangers and friends alike. Sit at a cafe and watch the world go by, you'll find people are all the same. Caught up in their own little cocoon of their world, too oblivious to notice others around. People chatting on mobiles and sending endless text messages, some walking with their eyes magnetised to the ground and their head held low, others walking with their noses in the air with the "king of the world" aura. Then there are some who don't want to look stupid, and they swoosh out their mobiles to look cool when they're actually really just playing games on it.

Many fail to realise that no matter what the situation, there are bigger problems in the world than your own. Broke a heel? Someone else might be plain broke. Mom getting on your nerves? Someone might not have a mom. Can't pay your handphone bills? Someone might not even be able to afford even having a bill. You get the drift.

At that moment in time, our problems are always the biggest and the worst. We don't see the big picture, we only see what's in front of us. And what's in front of us is always some form of a walking time-bomb and the only way to deal with it is to panic. It's incredible the kind of drama people make for themselves, and claim they don't want the drama. It's absolutely ridiculous. A girl walks into a pub, a guy says "how are you?" and she'll think he's hitting on her. A kind stranger on the street smiles in acknowledgement and he is deemed a creep. A question is not merely a question unless there is hidden meaning to it.

I admit, words can be played around with to create certain meanings, and many of us do that. But how many of us have stopped to think that things can be as simple as they seem? Humans think too much into situations and events, and everything has to have a certain meaning to it. Even writing this post, someone may actually think I'm talking about them when really I'm just stating general observations.

There is a certain image we all want to keep to, an impression we want to imprint onto those around us. I'm cool, I'm hot, I'm a poor soul, I'm too good for you, I'm always cheerful....the list goes on. We always want someone to think of us in a certain way. It sickens me that people can't just be who they are and seriously not give a shit. Meaning has to be derived, no matter how ridiculous the situation. What's more, it has to be the stereotypical derivation. The homeless are dirty and lazy drunks or junkies. A person who asks you for a dollar wants to buy drugs. A man who smiles at you for longer than 3 seconds wants to see what's under your panties.

Ah, the dramatics of mankind.