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Last night while lying around naked at the apartment I discovered (don't ask how) that I can slap myself in the face with my boobs. Then we went to Maloney's, but after standing in a line that didnt' move at all for 15 minutes we got over it and went to Delta Sig instead. Delta Sig was actually fun- I scared some Kappa Delta spring pledge and got 4 adderall in exchange for showing my boob-slapping skill. Hey, at least slapping myself with my boob for adderall is better than sucking dick for coke, right? At least Jackie was amused... she had been complaining that I hadn't had a full-blown nightmare night since she moved in. It's sad when a 13-shot-in-an-hour-wandering-Westwood-and-going-to-random-parties-alone night doesn't qualify as a nightmare night. If that doesn't qualify, what does? Apparently even wasted stealing of very large objects doesn't, as long as you don't get caught. Well... public nudity (or liquid latex) does, sex with more than one person (or with one person but in a very public place), either thoroughly pissing off or making the night of an entire fraternity... and I'm sure there are more things that qualify as full nightmare that I have yet to do but will soon.
So there are a couple people I was indifferent towards before who I've now decided I kind of hate. The problem is, I can't decide if complete life-ruining is justified. I used to think life-ruining was justified whenever I was angry, or annoyed, or just bored.. but karma being how it is, I decided a while ago that I can only ruin someone's life when the person actually does something to me. Example: Because of Stacey Arthur, I got kicked out of my sorority and had to find somewhere to live in the middle of spring quarter the same week that I had 3 midterms and a programming project due, and Krappa Delta is still refusing to refund my housing money. That definitely qualifies as doing something to me, and therefore would give me the right to make her wish she had never been born... if I cared enough to. But I'm not sure I can justify destructive behavior towards the people I currently want to ruin, because even though they are assholes and SAY mean things, their actions haven't inconvenienced or harmed me in any way. I'm torn... what do I do? And since when do I even have a soul and care whether life-ruining is justified?
I'm sure like 10 people reading this entry are getting a little nervous right now because they suspect the above paragraph could be in reference to them. I guess that's what you get for stalking someone through blurty who you don't actually talk to, huh?
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2005-07-28 16:48
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but i like stalking you through blurty? Your life is more interesting than mine! ~ meghan (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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