~or, Angry People Vs. Happy People~
this entry was actually inspired by rant-o-rama!. so hey! if you wanna bitch about it, go over there! heh! i have been meaning to do a little contrast/comparison essay here lately, as i have been told by certain *others many times since i've started this diary that i am just a horribly angry individual, who gets off on spreading hate and misery to the masses. (well, ok...maybe that part is true! heh!) so, without further ado, i introduce to you: THE BENEFITS OF BEING AN EXTREMELY HOSTILE INDIVIDUAL. 1) first of all...i just have to ask this question, as i am DYING to know the answer to this one: WHAT DID ALL OF YOU HAPPY GO LUCKY FUCKERS EXPECT WHEN YOU CLICKED ON A LINK LABELED the BITCHBRINGSUTOYOURKNEES? did the title alone not tip you off? did you not feel all of that hostile energy fucking FLOWING towards you via your computer screen? ok....i feel better now. 2) happy people are usually sickening individuals, because first and foremost, they are extremely judgmental. if a so-called angry person gives an opinion that goes "outside the norm", so to speak, a happy person freaks the fuck OUT. i mean, you would think you just handed them a bundle of kryptonite or some shit. 3) an angry person, such as myself, has no goddamned fantasies that the world is this wonderful place. it can be, don't get me wrong. but i have NO delusions, either. so, being that i understand that life generally sucks, i don't try to sugarcoat anything i write. this is what a happy person would do. they would say, "oh, tomorrow is another day." please. yeah, tomorrow is another day in fucking HELL. see the difference in attitude here? 4) i have been accused of never writing about my children, abusing and resenting them, and so on. all i have to say to this is that my children are just that: they are my children. they are very close to my heart, and two of the only things in this life that make me happy. they are my only two things in this life worth both living and dying for. and i don't have to share any of that with anyone, got it? see, an angry person, such as myself, doesn't write about her *safe sleeping babies* as if she deserves a fucking cookie. happy people do this, though. they'll write about their kids being on the honor roll and whatever else the fuck, as long as it makes them look special. they'll write about their poor, depressed, medicated children, and try to look like great parents because they are "dealing" with it. sorry, but that's your job as a parent. the ANGRY PEOPLE, though, aren't looking for a fucking pat on the back, and they don't broadcast personal shit like that about their babies for everyone and their brother to see and read. so as far as my children go, certain *individuals can go to fucking hell and burn there, for all that matter is concerned. 5) an angry person writes about shit that is real. they don't write about stupid shit like what they are wearing or listening to at the moment, or what different guy they like on that particular day. don't get me wrong, here, but what i'm saying is that angry people don't fuck around when it comes to their own personal pain....instead, they tend to write about dealing with it. they write about surviving it. yes, i have problems and pain, just like everyone else. but i'm not here to wear my heart on my fucking sleeve like some badge of honor. i'm not here to moan and groan, and cry you a fucking river about my problems. 6) an angry person, such as myself, has a sense of humor about a lot of the shit he/she goes through, as twisted as that sense of humor may be. this diary, for me, is an outlet for a lot of the things that piss me off daily. and for everything that does piss me off, my sense of humor is always kicking in. without it, where would i be? and that is where a lot of the cursing comes in. what people don't seem to realize is that jj doesn't walk around in daily life cursing up a blue streak. yes, i'd like to! and i'm thinking it a lot of times, too. so when i come here to write, i let it out of my system. and it makes me laugh! but happy people....they just don't understand any of this, now do they? they think words on a screen are threatening....that somehow these curse words will take on some new alien life form and jedi mind-fuck them! IT'S JUST WORDS ON A FUCKING SCREEN, PEOPLE! in short.....i would like to conclude this essay by saying that MEAN PEOPLE SUCK, BLOW, and anything else you can think of, and NICE PEOPLE...i have no fucking IDEA what they do! and with that, i just have to say one more thing: FRANKIE SAYS RELAX, PEOPLE!! peace, i'm out~ jj10:23 p.m. - November 18, 2002
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