I read, and I laugh
Alright, here’s me admitting to something in writing, that I’ve admitted a few times verbally but never in any concrete way.
While the amount of “targets” change, and the targets themselves often change… there are people I totally only go to their pages (blogs, IAM, facebook, whatever) to read about their lives, to laugh at them. In private of course. I never blog about the people I want to laugh at, although anyone who knows my personality, and knows who I go see often, will probably figure out the difference between a real friendship, and a “HAHAHA SRSLY?!? ZOMG UR SO STOOPID!”
Not the most flattering trait I have, but seriously!
I don’t understand how some people just get themselves into these unweildly situations and can’t get themselves out. And the concept makes for much funnies in my head. Like when you can totally fuck your life over, and you play it out for the world to see, and even when people are all telling you how you’re fucking up, you ignore them, yet cry and complain about how your life is fucked up.
Or people who will repeatedly act like a bitch or an asshole to everyone they meet, whether on a personal, or a professional basis, then wonder how the general population seems to not care for them, not care about them, and wishes they would go away, get thrown off, or get fired.
I think the best is those people who know fully what’s wrong, know that they’re extremely wrong, extraordinarly wrong, and will still continue on their path, because “fuck it. it’s my life” is the attitude and mind-set they have, while totally fucking over all their friends in the process… then will later try to apologize for it. Whether it be three hours, or three months or three years worth of douchbaggery, when you know that you know better, and when you WRITE about how you know better, but you still performed the actions that you did… there’s no point in begging for mercy, because you should also know you ain’t gonna get it.
And what can I say. I stay home so much because I’m too cheap/frugal to go out to the movies and to go out drinking night after night… this is pretty much my only source of entertainment. And damn, it’s entertaining!
