When we were teenagers, my sister planned to go out with me. Then the day came, she had an acne and canceled it. Then I had a meltdown over changing of schedule. Then I accused her of not delivering her promise. Then she said I was being stupid because it wasn’t a promise. The whole childhood and early adulthood continued as a series of pettiness.
Someone asked something entitled about work, and the rest of my day is ruined.
Fireworks, but you only hear the noise and not see the sight, very annoying.
Yes, I'm very familiar with the stupidity of people who never left their country and think the top priority of another rather small country right next to a huge one is the ability to make memes off their leaders.
It turned out much of the 2014 protests was funded by losers from the previous war. Apparently they never got over it and wanted to stir things up while rationalizing it was because of empathy for us, those who were living without proper human rights.
What amazes me even more is much of the highly educated population of students studying abroad the first minute they step foot on another country, they cry the same about human rights and pity the rest of us. We (my sister and I) make fun of them all the time. Mostly from my sister, often with screenshots, because I don't talk to people anymore.
Jeez, unlike most of them, who ate up every word their teachers said. I knew exactly the part in history class when teachers started to make a bunch of unrelated moral lessons was shady and questionable. But I didn't want to burst the bubble for the rest of them. Funny how it turns out they are the ones to flip.
I guess the ability to see people as both good and bad applies to the ability to see that for a country as well. Without understanding why they are what they are, all the virtues you force on someone while rationalizing you want good things for them, are just pure narcissism.
See you later, 1 foot 3.
See you tomorrow with something funny.
See you tomorrow. Have fun with whatever you're up to.
Let the anxiety begin!
As I didn't know I had a learning disability, I often found creative ways to study. Though it took me twice as much time as normal people, I often understood things in structural ways, making classmates in public school want me to explain stuff to them.
One girl just said thanks politely. The other girl said “I could have thought of that.” right after I finished my instruction.
They both didn't know how to find the answer for the math problem. But one of them thought they deserved more recognition for their talent. Not because she was better than the other. But because she couldn't admit her own limitations.
