Capsule No 1: Greed

Greed; it seems to be the only emotion encompassing me nowadays. I find myself wanting more, complaining for more, till the point I almost got pissed at myself for just wanting...more. But you can't blame me, Greed; it's a part of human nature. It's in our blood to not feel satisfied with what we have and always looking ahead, into the skies without counting our blessings. 

Here's a list of things that I've always wanted 'more' of:

Money. Oh yes, money. Because owning a small 'free' laptop compared to the Macbooks my schoolmates have makes me feel a tad bit small. And because shopping for new clothes became a competition amongst the girls and eating at restaurants becomes a daily routine once you're surrounded by rich kids.

Popularity. uhuh, can't forget about this one. Because in social circle conflicts, the majority are willing to the side with the more good-looking contender, the richer one, the prettier one. And ugly lil me doesn't stand a chance even when said contender ends up getting banned from school. The blame is put on the ugly one of course.

Time. Ah this is something neutral and I think most humans will wish for more time. If I had the chance, I'd want more time in high school, another decade maybe. Because who the cares about exams and mock tests, you're surrounded by people who understand you, who put up with your and don't wear masks just to 'be someone else.' You knew them and they knew you. No faking, no bull. Good old times. 

And then there's also one thing I want 'less' of. Weird, I know. But it's true.

Judging. Because judging looks when I come to school with a camo shirt paired with a black pencil skirt won't ever die down and if I'm swinging by my girlfriend's class, they multiply by the tens. Of course. We can all use less judgemental looks in the world nowadays but I don't really give two s about them. If it hadn't been affecting my girlfriend so much, I'd break their faces if I could.

But back to the point, Greed. 

I'm greedy for more views on my stories, more upvotes, more subscribers, more comments. Oh and don't forget getting featured. I feel bad and guilty and so ing torn up but this is the only place where I can live my dream-writing. Writing isn't a substantial career but I want it. I honestly want it so ing bad, that my hands are itching to get on the laptop if I stay away from it too long.

God. Please, I just want more.

Diana, SkyeRebel

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