Understanding other human beings
Is like trying to understand why God decided to make us suffer in this lifetime.
There are things that are not meant for us to understand, or ever find an explanation to. The person next to you right now, you have no idea who they really are. You cannot understand anyone.
The worst part is, most of the time you can’t understand or explain your self.
So what’s the point of life and interacting with one another if we cannot even understand it?
My best friend, who I met from my blog about two years ago is born the same day as me, but a year after me. So she decided that it would be fun to come here and make a birthday party for both of us. She invited her gang, and I invited pretty much everyone that lives here using Facebook events. I don’t have many Facebook friends because I don’t find it necessary to add everyone and anyone for the sake of numbers. Anyways, I was thinking, birthday, great. I will be turning 27 in a couple of weeks, and I thought to my self, what the hell have I accomplished?