Little Pieces Over Nothing

Has the whole world gone mental? Seems like no matter what I do these days, everyone is always angry for some reason or another. At the moment it feels as though a stranger could come up to me and bash my nose in all because we share the same hair colour. If that is you, please don't, I like my nose... All the same I've become the lightning rod of anger for a magnitude of people. And to top it all off, MY DOG IS LOOKING WEIRD AT ME!

You know what I hate? (Yeah, I just finished watching Shoot 'em Up)is when food is left in the fridge for a couple of days so you eat it, and then someone says "What I didn't get any" or "That was mine!" Come on guys, it's not as though you're cherishing that food for your wedding day and if you are, well, that's just disgusting. Because, let's face it, no one likes mouldy food on their wedding day, it would just ruin the whole mood set by the pristine white dresses and over priced tuxedos. It would be as if the door man just urinated on everyone as he took their coats.

Anyway, the truth sucks sometimes. I don't see why people can't bury the horrible truth six feet under a filthy patch of lies, with a tombstone that says "Here Lies a Secret." Instead, however, people see it fit to say it anyway. "You're fat," "You're ugly," "I really don't like you," and the list goes on. The worst part is, that if you're a victim of one of these truths, that it stays with you. A ticking time bomb in your subconscious, until that day when you ace three of your tests, get a date to the spring dance, and win the lottery. Then in the middle of shopping for groceries, SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER! You end up in tears with a 6 pack of 2 minute noodles in your hand. Sure, you can try and blame it on the noodles "Oh! you noodles, just too damn tasty!" But that just tricks everyone, everyone but yourself.

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Dave