Why do people automatically assume something is wrong when I’m quiet? It’s frustrating. They are the people who can’t stand to be alone for a second. They are the people who can’t appreciate silence. They have to be surrounded by noise constantly and I don’t understand how they do it. I hate when I’m in the library, trying to read and students are “whispering” to each other. I hate sitting in the English building trying to send an e-mail to my professor and a loud bitch is on the phone telling her friend she’s a whore while she “works” on her paper. It’s just annoying.
Silence can be so relaxing.
