superficial

i'm superficial.
that's what i've learnt over the past semester from people who study me.
i suppose it's true as much as i hate to admit it.
i bitch about people i dislike, i have no respect for professors, and my eyes are automatically glued to the flashiest car.
and what do i do when decent smart guy appears infront of me? i ignore.
i bitch and ignore people revelling in my attention.
or so, people remind me.
people i've not paid much attention to, reminding me, giving me advice i will not heed.
i am.