i feel that everything is just fucking pointless.
why am i even here? why do i even try? for anything, anything at all.
i'm not that smart. i'm really not very pretty at all.
i hate myself in more ways than anyone could or would ever beable to imagine.
“...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little.”--Stephen King
4-30-11 = Best Day of My Life
Being much more than average smart or average pretty is greatly overrated in popular perception. The idea that one is not smart or pretty enough is generally something one uses as a excuse to wallow in being depressed or to avoid trying something on e is otherwise afraid of.
ReplyDeleteIn the absence of true imbecility or massive deformity, a person comfortable with him (or her) self forging ahead to do what they wish regardless of what others think more than makes up for a lack of great genuis or beauty (most of my genuis cohorts from school are fairly insignificant now and the pretty ones don't even have their looks any more - the mid pack group freqently outperformed their theoretical 'betters').
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I'm both fabulously attractive and a genius.
ReplyDeleteThis does not account for my living with two cats and having no money.
Its almost like there's no natural justice or something.