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June 15, 2010 at 3:41 pm · Filed under In, RUR!
My old Psycho prof was right. There is no such thing as “fair,” not in an environment where every little thing that changes puts it out of balance. But is trying to make it as close to “fair” the main component of being human? Is it so hard to accept a concept of “fairness” in an unbalanced environment?
If a robber is caught by the police, but the person he robbed from didn’t want to press charges, would it be fair to the other people he had stolen from? If a mayor’s daughter was murdered, and the mayor insists on putting all the police efforts on catching the killer, would it be fair to the other families whose loved ones were murdered by other people?
There are rules against this, of course. But the human component of insistence, persistence, cunning, and that particular habit of picking which rules apply to oneself steps in to ensure that one gets what one desires. It is this very thing that fucking pisses me off.
How can one stay objective and fair if things are taken into personal account? How can one’s judgment not be clouded when personal “feelings” are at stake (especially that most annoying thing called pride)? Every little thing is a personal matter in one way or another.
I am so incredibly confused and annoyed.
November 10, 2009 at 10:42 pm · Filed under Friends, RUR!
I wish my friends would have enough brains to realize by now that I tell my shit like it is. Jesus Christ. How fucking different is it to call one friend a bitch and another friend a fat bitch. So what if I was fucking detailed?
You know what? Fuck you and your hypocrisy.
On another note, I’m exploding weeks of frustration/anger/shit on you. Be flattered.
October 12, 2009 at 7:07 pm · Filed under RUR!
Three weeks later, I get another bruise. Yaaay. It’s more like a painful lump the size of a man’s thumb from knuckle to tip, and it’s right at my inner thigh and it hurts so much. ;_; I got it from stumbling over my computer chair a few days ago. Haha. I have a habit of sitting cross-legged on the chair, and because of that, my leg fell asleep.
So when Mother told me to get something for her, my legs failed me when I tried to stand up. My arms flailed to try to get some balance, my right leg crumpled, and my left leg tried to hook onto one of my chair’s armrests. Like I was on the monkey bars. >_> My left inner thigh caught on the sharp corner of the armrest and I fell to the floor anyway.
It hurts!! I have to make a conscious effort to not brush my legs together. And now I look so stupid when I walk. D:
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