There's a part of me which thinks I've become quite a snoopy bitch. True story. I don't know, when I see someone not good in something getting more than they deserve, I go friggin' nuts. But then, you might ask, that who-the-hell do I think I am that I should be judging people, and concluding about how good or bad they are? But then I do. And you can't help it.
Does that make me a snob? Probably. No.
Let me explain.
I believe, that in everybody's brains, even the ones' with hollow ones, there is a small center, which makes opinions. It's almost like, this center makes opinions about everything. About how awesome or crappy the food is. About how much you're friend's breath stinks. About how cold/hot/warm/bearable the water is when you fill your buckets for the shower. Yep. It is like that. Loads of 'em, opinions. Well, my center makes opinions at a frequency of 1 opinion/ second. Yes, trust me. And I tend to decide, in my brain-center, that this soandso person sucks or is awesome. Just-like-that.
And if this soandso person, who sucks, tends to get things that he/she doesn't deserve, I go mad. But then again, if a person better than me is getting things that he/she deserves, I don't complain, coz they're good.
It works that way, the effing-brain-centre. Getit?
Then, there's this part of me that thinks I might be dying. Trust me, I know. I'm getting the signs. Not everybody has such a sad and pathetic life. Its just me, and a few other geniuses, who are well, already dead.
I've been pouting in extreme sadness, since morning, and my mum wants me to stop it, and says, that I irritate her so much. [the Signs :( ]
P.S. Isn't this a sad post? If i have new readers who'd read this post, and their effing-brain-center will make an opinion that this blog is lame. Only that it is not. Isn't that sad?
P.P.S My other blog won an award for me being a stylish blogger, isn't that nice? Now, smile, yo!