Why am I nice? Why do I bother to volunteer and offer advice to other people without them badgering me for it? I forget that not everyone doesn't have a hidden agenda. I forget that not everyone likes to be nice and I get disappointed when people choose to not be nice to me.

Some people are just blessed with meeting nice people all the time. They seem to attract good people to them and I wish I was one of those people. I offer up my services to people without them asking me for it, yet I never seem to get the same back from my 'friends' or the people that surround me.

I really need to stop expecting things from people. Curb my expectations. People are scum, and there's no reason why they should be otherwise.

I've been helpful and kind and supportive in many ways, yet she can't even spare one evening to come watch my play, even though everyone else we live with (including the 'scary' housemate) is coming to see it. I thought more of her, but I should have known. People are all selfish. Some people take all they can get, and she's one of them. No point getting upset over shitty people. I'll just know not to expect things in future and not put myself out for someone who will not do the same in return. It's her fucking loss anyway, for I'm in one helluva fucking awesome play, if I may say so myself. If people do not want to be cultured, I cannot help them. What dross.