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"Waving out at the world from the lackadaisical daydream that is love"
Fuckers.
Someone's bitter again.
And it's me.
I want to be angry at something but I know that it really should be myself.
So I'm hunting for something else. The choices are mind-boggling.
The Unfairness of Being young.
Where to begin, on this one.
Unfairness. I wouldn't even say it's unfair. That's an understatement. The odds are not stacked against us. There are no fucking odds. And if there are they've been fixed by some sweaty fat man in a cheap shirt.
I mean, the odds of a person remaining "well-adjusted" after going through the hotbed of hormones and angst that we like to call college? About 30 squillion to one. To that one person, I'm tempted to say congratulations, but I know it'd just be blind luck, so I really hope you get hit by a bus.
I mean, you name it, we've got it. Think of a problem. Any problem. Spin the great wheel of Life and see what comes up.
*spins wheel* *enjoys novelty briefly before bitterness returns*
and we have.... Siblings.
Why don't they just Fuck Off.
I mean really. As if it isn't bad enough trying to get on with your parents anyway, without either
a) The younger sibling being a spoilt little shit and getting the biggest helping of cheesecake even though they won't eat the whole thing and you're a growing child and they should just bugger off back to their shitty music and pink bedrooms.
b) An older sibling who's moved out who comes home and treats you like shit and makes you wash their car for 8 bucks worth of change because you really need the money so you can pay your other older sibling back for the (quite probably rigged) drubbing they gave you in poker the other night.
And that's just the beginning. We've got schoolwork. It's hard/annoying/confusing/boring enough without some patronising shit sitting next to you in English, verbally wanking about how well they're going to go and how they're going to get 400 fucking TE points which should get them into medicine at uni even though everyone knows they'll shit themselves and faint the first time they see a corpse and drop out and end up working for the government. But that doesn't stop them making everyone elses life a misery while they preach their unwanted sociology in the library and label you a deviant when you throw their pencil case out the window.
And school, school wouldn't be so bad if you didn't have to lug it home with you in your bag (which probably weighs about 9 tonnes and will be doing you permanent spinal damage so you have to retire before you turn forty). But of course every teacher feels a compulsion to give you hundreds of mindless assignments, and you parents in turn hassle you endlessly to do it until you lose the scone and tell them to shove it at which point they get offended and don't talk to/give you any money for a month.
It's not fair.
Fuckers.
Someone's bitter again.
And it's me.
I want to be angry at something but I know that it really should be myself.
So I'm hunting for something else. The choices are mind-boggling.
The Unfairness of Being young.
Where to begin, on this one.
Unfairness. I wouldn't even say it's unfair. That's an understatement. The odds are not stacked against us. There are no fucking odds. And if there are they've been fixed by some sweaty fat man in a cheap shirt.
I mean, the odds of a person remaining "well-adjusted" after going through the hotbed of hormones and angst that we like to call college? About 30 squillion to one. To that one person, I'm tempted to say congratulations, but I know it'd just be blind luck, so I really hope you get hit by a bus.
I mean, you name it, we've got it. Think of a problem. Any problem. Spin the great wheel of Life and see what comes up.
*spins wheel* *enjoys novelty briefly before bitterness returns*
and we have.... Siblings.
Why don't they just Fuck Off.
I mean really. As if it isn't bad enough trying to get on with your parents anyway, without either
a) The younger sibling being a spoilt little shit and getting the biggest helping of cheesecake even though they won't eat the whole thing and you're a growing child and they should just bugger off back to their shitty music and pink bedrooms.
b) An older sibling who's moved out who comes home and treats you like shit and makes you wash their car for 8 bucks worth of change because you really need the money so you can pay your other older sibling back for the (quite probably rigged) drubbing they gave you in poker the other night.
And that's just the beginning. We've got schoolwork. It's hard/annoying/confusing/boring enough without some patronising shit sitting next to you in English, verbally wanking about how well they're going to go and how they're going to get 400 fucking TE points which should get them into medicine at uni even though everyone knows they'll shit themselves and faint the first time they see a corpse and drop out and end up working for the government. But that doesn't stop them making everyone elses life a misery while they preach their unwanted sociology in the library and label you a deviant when you throw their pencil case out the window.
And school, school wouldn't be so bad if you didn't have to lug it home with you in your bag (which probably weighs about 9 tonnes and will be doing you permanent spinal damage so you have to retire before you turn forty). But of course every teacher feels a compulsion to give you hundreds of mindless assignments, and you parents in turn hassle you endlessly to do it until you lose the scone and tell them to shove it at which point they get offended and don't talk to/give you any money for a month.
It's not fair.