So Pissed!

I’m so tired of people complaining about everything. I do it a lot too, however I’ve limited myself to doing it here only.

There’s a girl on my floor who complains about everything on her MSN nickname. She’s psycho anyway.

It snows one day… ONE DAY!!! and people start whining about how the weather is horrible and that the sun should come back! SHUT UP!!!! Just enjoy the weather! Or look on the bright side! At least the snow and the cold help you appreciate the sun even more. It rains the next day… what do people do? They start complaining about the weather!

What really pisses me off is when people complain about something in private but will never confront their problem. Person A (who I shall refer to as dumbass) is having a conversation with Person B. Dumbass doesn’t like talking to Person B yet he won’t say anything so he’ll smile and bear with Person B.

Oh, hinting that something is wrong does not count!! If you have something to say, say it clearly. Why must you play stupid guessing games? “Something may be wrong. I’m not going to say exactly what, but I’m sure you can figure it out”. GET OUT OF MY FACE! You think I have time to think about what the hell you have a problem with? Sure, if you ask for my help, I’ll help you out if I can but I’m not going to put in so much effort that not only do I first figure out what’s wrong but then I go on to help you with it.

Let’s expand the topic to a group. If you don’t find the conversations interesting, then why sit and listen? Just get up and leave! Don’t waste your time and then later complain!

There were times that I felt that I was only sitting around because it was important for one to socialise and because I felt that I could probably enjoy myself. Yet, is that really the right reason for me to sit there? For the sake of an ‘experiment’?

So, I’ve become a loner this year. I have gone out a total of three times (to my recollection). I have not spent more than 2 hours sitting around with others and doing absolutely nothing but messing around.

If I have a problem with someone, I don’t like to talk it over. I rather fight. I have that much testosterone running through my body. I don’t care who wins but I’ll be a lot happier knowing that I did something about it at least, unlike EVERY SINGLE LOSER IN THE WORLD WHO IS BEING A WUSS! Talking it over is probably a better alternative but I don’t care. A fight has finality about it. It’ll hang over the relationship eternally and it’ll just help the two of us forget about each other.

In this case, this person’s got a problem but he won’t come out with it. What’s the matter? Afraid? You rather wait till it all boils over and then everything bursts suddenly? That’s fine with me because you’re the one it’s eating up. Except in my current mood, I couldn’t give a dime about you and your problems except when you get under my skin. Then, I’m going to be another one of your problems because I’m always ready to go at it. So, GET A LITTLE SPUNK AND DO SOMETHING. I’m begging you! You’ve got two choices.

1) You can continue to be a wuss and not say anything
2) You can say something and that will result in one of two things happening
a. I won’t like it and am going to burn you
b. I’ll put aside my rage and listen to you

Now I’m going to get messages from my parents about how I shouldn’t be talking like this and that rage isn’t a good thing. Probably a few lines in there about how things like this affect my grades and that I should move out of residence come this new semester.

I really don’t care anymore. I’m sick and tired of studying all the time and getting average grades. I’m tired of working hard and then being told repeatedly that it’s not good enough and that I should find out why. I’m tired of having the same routine day in and day out because there’s no room for me to enjoy myself. I’m tired of trying to find humour in the smallest of things because the small chuckles aren’t worth the effort.

I’ve done what I can to improve my present and future life. It’s all crashed down again so I’m not going to bother starting again. Once this semester ends, I’m going to take a long break and forget everything. After that, I’m going to live the way I want to.

Yet, when the time comes, I’m going to go back to doing the exact same thing as before. I’m going to spend all day studying, I’m not going to go out and when my grades come out, once again, they’ll show that my efforts are worthless.