today i crushed up all the frustrations i am not in control of. which only served to make me realise how much control i have over who i decide to be. and who i will eventually become. and which is kind of depressing, because if i were some random stranger, looking at me and deciding how to shape up my life, i wouldn't be cutting that not-me any slack. but here i am, making excuse after excuse.
why see the splinter in his eye, when you cannot see the plank in yours? i had two wake-up calls (at least they were intended to be) today alone. one was screamed at me yesterday morning, and my fingers aren't faring very well :(
mr F said i shouldn't be waiting for a wake-up call. or some miracle food that was supposed to make me smarter. took umbrage at the fact he thought i was some chicken essence-toting nerd gulping it down by the barrel. what nerd, my feathers are ruffled >:( (and i will stop with the allusions to poultry now.)
"... all it takes is hard work." yeah, and a hell of a tight slap. time management.
later on during assembly, almost the same thing. am i supposed to be worried about where i'll be? 20 years down the road? yes obviously. am i worried? no apparently.
" eh eh, is it raining is it raining?" (LOUD THUNDER) his friends looked at him and went "yah, think so"
