as a lot of you know, ive been fairly pissed with the world in general, over the past two days.... if i take it out on you.... im sorry (unless you're the faggin cause of it)
this rage and anger has been the result of the bad parts of the past year... i enjoy the good parts and suppress the bad... therefore i need the occasional outburst to keep me fairly sane.... (its my way....ineffective?: probably..... socially better?: for most of the year)
i think the thing that ive realised is that, i run on empty for most of the year..... my 'humor', although bland and frankly pathetic (consisting of inuendo's and snide comments), seems to be mustered up through sheer will power that i get from my really close mates.... for this, thanks guys..... you really are the only thing that keeps me going sometimes.
so, today im going to talk about myself (vain, i know :P)....and my stress levels:
so....as alot of my very close friends will tell you, it does take a hell of a lot to boil my blood (this isnt boasting, i just have a naturally high tolerance to people talking shit, and acting like dickheads)...... so you may (or may not) be interested to know that this week, several groups of people have succeded in making me feel the lowest common denominator.
lets begin :D
1) the group of people that think noise pollution is something other people make
2) the people who think just because they are above me in some way (not sexually im affraid), they also have the greater moral capability and also the ability to tell me im wrong....also failing to show me whats right.. (you people are just fucking special)
3) people who try and guilt trip me into doing something/saying something, like appologise, for things such as my behaviour, attitude, general feeling towards rules in a given situation...
4) people who start every conversation with the word 'dude'
5) my attitude because of the above (i do hate feeling like this)
.....ps..... this is just a flavour
one thing particularly this week, that seems to be getting to me is attention seekers: this breed of people seem to have the apparent inteligence to work out that if they seem sad and depressed for long enough, someone will look at them and give a shit.....this has the opposite effect on me.... you got a problem, tell me and i'll care..... if you assume i'll try get it out of you, i wont give a rodents rectum.
(btw, im not contradicting myself here..... im not asking for sympathy or anything.... i dont want the attention: im meerly trying to work through my own lil problems on my own..... but i wont hide it if asked)
also.......a pet peve: moaning.....if you're going to bitch about someone, fucking go for it! say names, tell me who's a slag, i dont give a toss....hit me with everything you've got.......i dont give a shit! but.....for the love of god and my sanity.....do not sit there with a pianed look on your face as if you're about to burst into tears, and tell me theres nothing wrong...... bollocks.
let me just clear the air here.....if there is something wrong, i guarentee you, 2 out of 3 people, i will gladdly help without further question or comment.....however....if getting the information from you is like getting a bodily fluid from a rock, then quite frankly, why the fuck should i care?
rant over :D
thought for the day
today in st martins, i got told off in their library for playing music on my phone, while NO-ONE else was in there.....i wasnt impeeding anyones working or disrupting them in any way..... and the librarian herself was doing her hair at this time.....
she came out of her little side office, into the library and said, 'what do you think your doing!....i cant believe you're doing that!.... how cheeky!'
i basicly sat there and said sorry miss at the appropriate times....not really knowing what else to do, while stiffling a laugh......
so my question for you: have you ever been shouted at, in a public convinience....ie: library, toilet, cinema...whatever
love you all (unless i hate you....or dislike you....or like you, but not in a way befitting the word/title, love.....etc)
CRA
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