everything happens for a reason even it seems not

before this many years, i feel very care about other people point of view.

really care what they think about me, sometimes i did even something seem so stupid to me, on now.

So look at the past, may i do some silly stupid to make some people hate me? i don’t know, i don’t even know.

may me know not care much about that. and at the same time i not even care about what other think much about me.

if they do good to me i appreciate, if not may be they fight with their boy friends or girl friends that morning? may be they argued with their parents before we meet? may be they just got complain by others? may be last time i forgot to thank them?

may be only god know that i’m already forgive myself for that.