Now that I have the opportunities to do a lot, I want to do less.
My older brother was cool, so I was suddenly cool by association. And I totally dusted all my old math friends.
I'm scared of slipping up, of just doing a joke that makes me laugh.
I just don't like to go out and deal with the real world. It's scary.
In grade school I was smart, but I didn't have any friends. In high school, I quit being smart and started having friends.
Gossip is a plague that consumes weak, gullible people and blinds them from the truth of reality; it can devour entire city's. I prefer keeping my eyes wide open.