The Exception that Proves the Rule
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Warning: Mindless rambling and coarse language ahead
Murphy's Law
When something can go wrong, it goes wrong. Annoying, yes, especially if you've planned everything already. Damn, I take it back. It's more than annoying--it's downright maddening! You plan to go out, then they tell you that you have to reschedule. You plan a presentation, then the projector messes up everything. You plan to ride with someone to school, then that someone calls and asks you, "Can you commute on your own? Something's come up." Are you kidding me? There's always something that comes up whenever you want absolutely nothing to go wrong. Yeah, yeah, when life hurls dang lemons at you, make lemonade and all that crap, but sometimes, life lets fly lemons so quickly that you'd be drowning in it before you could pull out your juicer. Yeah, I did say something about throwing 'em back until you get the oranges you originally asked for--which they fucking ignored--didn't I? But there comes a time when your hands get sore with all that throwing. Dammit, did I lose you somewhere? Oh well, there is a warning right there about mindless ramblings, isn't there?
Optimism versus Pessimism
Optimism can go a long way. It helps you feel good about everything, but as shit happens, optimism gets shot down the drain and all that's left in your sentiment box is irritation. Dammit. Sometimes, pessimism seems a better option. At least when you're a pessimist, it's either you're proven wrong or pleasantly surprised.
How nice it would be if you could face every problem with a blindingly brilliant, toothpaste-commercial smile on your face. Then again, you'd probably be considered a freak if you do that all the time.
An Eye for an Eye, a Tooth for a Tooth
Have you ever thought of cursing the world or life in general? I have, but that doesn't mean that I hate it. Nope, far from it. Life screws you, and I guess cursing it back is just a natural reaction.
"Fuck you, life!"
Then life finds a way to fuck you back.
Dammit.
At least life doesn't get boring.
Murphy's Law
When something can go wrong, it goes wrong. Annoying, yes, especially if you've planned everything already. Damn, I take it back. It's more than annoying--it's downright maddening! You plan to go out, then they tell you that you have to reschedule. You plan a presentation, then the projector messes up everything. You plan to ride with someone to school, then that someone calls and asks you, "Can you commute on your own? Something's come up." Are you kidding me? There's always something that comes up whenever you want absolutely nothing to go wrong. Yeah, yeah, when life hurls dang lemons at you, make lemonade and all that crap, but sometimes, life lets fly lemons so quickly that you'd be drowning in it before you could pull out your juicer. Yeah, I did say something about throwing 'em back until you get the oranges you originally asked for--which they fucking ignored--didn't I? But there comes a time when your hands get sore with all that throwing. Dammit, did I lose you somewhere? Oh well, there is a warning right there about mindless ramblings, isn't there?
Optimism versus Pessimism
Optimism can go a long way. It helps you feel good about everything, but as shit happens, optimism gets shot down the drain and all that's left in your sentiment box is irritation. Dammit. Sometimes, pessimism seems a better option. At least when you're a pessimist, it's either you're proven wrong or pleasantly surprised.
How nice it would be if you could face every problem with a blindingly brilliant, toothpaste-commercial smile on your face. Then again, you'd probably be considered a freak if you do that all the time.
An Eye for an Eye, a Tooth for a Tooth
Have you ever thought of cursing the world or life in general? I have, but that doesn't mean that I hate it. Nope, far from it. Life screws you, and I guess cursing it back is just a natural reaction.
"Fuck you, life!"
Then life finds a way to fuck you back.
Dammit.
At least life doesn't get boring.
Paola @ 12:57 PM
