48 Hour Realizations
...that meetings about meetings about meetings are futile, yet no one seems to realize that.
...that Club Med is often like a chicken running around with its head cut off...and its wings....and the feet...so really..it's just rolling around in a bloody feathery mess.
...that the people I knew when I was 16, are not the people I knew when I was 16.
...that people still think I am 16 and think it necessary to safegaurd me against the evils of the world under the guise of being helpful and watching out for me. Here's a thought, try being a friend first before you get all round table on me.
...that some of my friends are fucking assholes who I should just carterize out of my life because I seem to be friend by necessity because I am in the same environment they are.
...that more and more I firmly believe that life is not fair and that no one, no matter what they tell you, is there to help you or lend a hand. That is not pessimism, that is the truth.
...that people who tell me I am closed off and unapproachable are just lazy and looking for excuses because they can't manipulate me, can't find things out easily, and don't understand that some things are none of their fucking business and that friendship is not a carte blanche for having to know everything about me.
...that there are some rude people in the world who love to stand on their platforms and tout their beliefs about equality and freedom and on and on, but can't sustain anything resembling a friendship or close connection with people.
...that I am sick and tired of all the above and refuse to resign myself to the life I have consigned myself.
...that meetings about meetings about meetings are futile, yet no one seems to realize that.
...that Club Med is often like a chicken running around with its head cut off...and its wings....and the feet...so really..it's just rolling around in a bloody feathery mess.
...that the people I knew when I was 16, are not the people I knew when I was 16.
...that people still think I am 16 and think it necessary to safegaurd me against the evils of the world under the guise of being helpful and watching out for me. Here's a thought, try being a friend first before you get all round table on me.
...that some of my friends are fucking assholes who I should just carterize out of my life because I seem to be friend by necessity because I am in the same environment they are.
...that more and more I firmly believe that life is not fair and that no one, no matter what they tell you, is there to help you or lend a hand. That is not pessimism, that is the truth.
...that people who tell me I am closed off and unapproachable are just lazy and looking for excuses because they can't manipulate me, can't find things out easily, and don't understand that some things are none of their fucking business and that friendship is not a carte blanche for having to know everything about me.
...that there are some rude people in the world who love to stand on their platforms and tout their beliefs about equality and freedom and on and on, but can't sustain anything resembling a friendship or close connection with people.
...that I am sick and tired of all the above and refuse to resign myself to the life I have consigned myself.
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