Sunday, October 7, 2007

Affirmation?

This is what I heard a couple days ago, and I decided that it is true, up to a certain extent.

Paraphrased: There is a reason to like everybody. If you don't like someone, that means you are not trying hard enough.

I am going to make a distinct effort to try harder. Unless the person is a war criminal or serial killer, then there has to be *something*, no matter how minuscule, that is likable about them. There are even things that are likable about criminals and killers... So, I am going to try harder, and I am going to put a noticable, forceful, pride-crushing (-my own) foot forward.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

It is a bitch.

How do you describe a feeling that is in essence indescribable. It is composed of so many other feelings that you end up with this crockpot of a dish that has all slowly cooked into one indescribable thing. I am annoyed and fustrated, betrayed and challenged, and the list goes on and on.... I am tempted to do something that is irrepairable. I should feel comfortable and experienced enough to deal with this type of situation. Then I would be able to resolve the problem and would not feel the stress caused by this undescribable, but definitely mal-feeling. I like resolutions. I don't like problems. This is such a universally simple and 'duhh' statement. I am usually able to come up with a solution to almost any problem I encounter, be it cowardly or face-forward. I still have so many important things I need to learn....

roommates should come with a return receipt.

I wish I never let this one particular roommate move in. Let's call her "Miss. Ihaveabaseballbatrammedupmytightlyclenchedass," put succinctly. I KNEW she was going to behave like this when I was forced (due to extreme circumstances) to have her move in. She is the kind of person I would never be friends with let alone choose to live with. I want to ask her to move out, and I would except I don't want to deal with my incompetent autistic devil landlady. (I'm being very kind here). However, I am beyond seriously disliking this girl. I used to be indifferent with a glob of exasperation and annoyance added for good (or really bad) flavor, and now it has braised into a rotten hunk of dislike, impatience, with a side order of Ishouldhaveseenthisshitcoming-regret. This is a PMSing bitch that needs to remove her tampon because it is starting to decay inside of her (Gross, but accurate.) I have had bad roommates before. I have had dirty, disgusting, thieving, disrespectful, lying, accusing, refusing to pay rent, eatallofyourfood and useallofyourshit, roommates. Even with these past experiences, this girl still leaves you with a foul aftertaste, and the first taste is not that appetizing either. I used to like living with other people, but now I understand the lure of living alone. AND PEOPLE, this is one of reasons why I hate on certain ethnicity's!!! Just think, this one girl is my lone representation a specific ethnicity, and it is freaking ugly. So don't blame me, blame yourselves!!! Remember that you are representing! You are the ambassador for your culture, so don't fuck it up or forever, those unlucky people who are inopportune to live with you are going to hate all of your people!!! And every other nice person of your ethnicity they meet is just going to be an outlier, a fluke, a pig with wings, or the chipmunk that can dance.