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 I Don't Usually Write Things Like This
     But enough is enough. In my spare time, especially when I can't sleep, I frequent some chatrooms. On I particularly like because there is an abundance of intelligent people. Every now and then someone who refuses to spell out the words correctly or use grammar, or just continues to say stupid things is set straight by correcting them gently or harshly. I don't think anyone in this room judges by physical appearances.
    However today, after listening to some whiney bitch complain about his (that's right, it's a he) "tummy", first I just sort of blew it off with some banter. But then he started pulling these insults out on me, I brushed them off again. But then he started out right insulting me based on my profile picture. And that set me off. After a rough exchange of words, and a few people stood up for me, he began to talk about how his three thousand friends thought blah blah blah.  
   What the fuck is up with people. Do you seriously think that I give a damn what three thousand people think about me? And your opinion doesn't count over every one's and not everyone is going to agree with you. And spurting of comments like "You're adopted and nobody loves you" Or "At least I won't die from diabetes" What about people who are actually adopted? Why would you insult that? And not everyone who is over weight has diabetes. I don't, and I'm pretty sure I won't get it. People these days are just so ridiculous. 
   And it shouldn't anger me, really. And I know that if I confront this person he'll just blow it off. I am sick of stubborn people being ass holes. When I'm stubborn it's because I know what I'm talking about, and if I'm wrong I let the person know and I apologize. Everything is a competition, who can hurt who, who can be better than who, who can have more friends then who. 
  All I have to say about this person is that at least I don't rely on three thousand other people to win my battles for me. And at least I don't waste my time on the sight long enough to make three thousand friends out of people I don't even know. They aren't even friends, they're really just people you use to make yourself look better. I don't let myself be defined by the people I call my friends. In fact, the only person who can define me, is me. And I'm not going to try and be perfect, and say I don't judge people because I do. But I judge them by what they say, and how they act. Not how they look, or who they hang out with.
    
    Posted by lingeringmemory on 2008-06-30 03:53:29 | Rating: | Views: 45
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