In a world of my own

Today my personal gossip messenger Amy informed me of some scandalous new developments in the exciting and fullfilling series of relationships currently seething within our school walls, and I was shocked into recognizing the fact that I Live In A World Of My Own.

I seriously don't know stuff about people's personal lives and have no desire to. I don't even notice if two people are flirting (gasp) unless they are nearby and annoying me. This means that some people think that I don't care about anyone besides myself. Whilst true to an extent, this is not because I am self-centred. I just don't thrive on gossip.

People just really care, like when some people found out about Amy and Rob's exciting escapade. They must've gotten so excited that they couldn't keep this gem of information to themselves, and had this irresistible urge to share and butt in where they have no business.

Fact.