Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Run Forrest Run
If I had a dollar every time someone yelled that, or said something about my shorts, or called me a "fag" (or any other vulgar term for gay) I would be one rich bastard. What I don't understand is that usually when someone says it they are usually fat people. Not chubby or a little overweight, they are usually obese. Guys, it wasn't funny in the movie, it sure as hell isn't funny now. I don't know how long I can resist the urge to say something back like this: "SOOOOEEEE! Hey Fatty! fat fat fatty! Why your just a fatty fat kid aren't ya? Hey everyone look, fat kid loves cake!" or something like that.
I know it sounds terrible but I can not think of anything worse than to say those three words or call a runner a "gay douch" because I have running shorts on. You know I'm trying my best to work myself out of the summate pessimistic life view that I have established, but you guys are making it really hard to do. I think I would feel so much better if I just flipped out and yelled at someone instead of being polite. Running, art, games, etc. can only take so much of a person's aggression. Maybe I just need to realize that this will always happen and that a violent retaliation, verbal or otherwise, would be nothing to combat the situation.
Heh, the sudden understanding of bad guys from books, movies, and games comes to me now. Why would you want to destroy the world and rebuild a utopia? Merely to get rid of the assholes currently residing there. If you don't understand the cut of my gibberish then think of those villans who are trying to make a difference, but in all the wrong ways.
I must be getting upset these days because I have become increasingly irritated by things that have no real significance. Not having anything to do is really causing problems. I am sure I will hate having a job after a few weeks but at least it would break the monotony of what is currently happening. All this nothing is also having an effect on my psyche. I keep thinking of what I am doing and the feeling of worthlessness and failure creeps into my head, making me unhappy and thus angry at the world (and thus really myself).
Enough of this, I have other work to do. School work, running, and writing. Hopefully these will be enough to occupy my mind while I wait for Best Buy to bloody hurry up and get me working. Least I go insane...
I know it sounds terrible but I can not think of anything worse than to say those three words or call a runner a "gay douch" because I have running shorts on. You know I'm trying my best to work myself out of the summate pessimistic life view that I have established, but you guys are making it really hard to do. I think I would feel so much better if I just flipped out and yelled at someone instead of being polite. Running, art, games, etc. can only take so much of a person's aggression. Maybe I just need to realize that this will always happen and that a violent retaliation, verbal or otherwise, would be nothing to combat the situation.
Heh, the sudden understanding of bad guys from books, movies, and games comes to me now. Why would you want to destroy the world and rebuild a utopia? Merely to get rid of the assholes currently residing there. If you don't understand the cut of my gibberish then think of those villans who are trying to make a difference, but in all the wrong ways.
I must be getting upset these days because I have become increasingly irritated by things that have no real significance. Not having anything to do is really causing problems. I am sure I will hate having a job after a few weeks but at least it would break the monotony of what is currently happening. All this nothing is also having an effect on my psyche. I keep thinking of what I am doing and the feeling of worthlessness and failure creeps into my head, making me unhappy and thus angry at the world (and thus really myself).
Enough of this, I have other work to do. School work, running, and writing. Hopefully these will be enough to occupy my mind while I wait for Best Buy to bloody hurry up and get me working. Least I go insane...
