Last night's MS Word rant:
My cable refuses to work some problem my cursory knowledge can’t fix. So I’m going to write this here. There is something essential being forgotten somewhere. Today I couldn’t take college anymore. It just got to me like it does sometimes, when I have convinced myself that I like the place and that when I have to leave I probably won’t want to (which is a lie, every time I say that to myself I know that) and when I try to get back in sync with this place that teems with activity and what irritates me the most contentment and a sense of self satisfaction. I find my presence there a jarring, sharp note that ruins something relevant. It’s a matter of pride for these people to be where they are. Well, I agree to get in you need high marks (I got high marks, that means nothing to nobody) but the essential "spirit of LSR" which *really* pisses me off is that these people believe, truly believe, that they are superior. They are confident in every sense of the word. It sounds like a stupid thing to gripe about but they believe that just by being in this college, it’s red distemper simply rubs into them some truly special quality that makes them different from normal, human people. Because some people in some societies are talented (and they most definitely are) everybody just by virtue of being in the same college as them must be a very well rounded personality. It makes me seethe, their complacency, their self-assuredness. I suppose I am a feminist in some sense of the word. But I do not believe that all females are going to save the world just because they are not men. I propose a healthy distrust of all people irrespective of their sexes. The world, ladies, is not yours for the taking. The reason you love this place so much is that it lies to you and makes you believe that it might be. It does not ask you to reflect or improve; it asks you to celebrate every little thing about your sexy, wholesome, razor sharp selves.
To sum up, when it got to me, I skived off National Income Accounting and went and lay under a tree.
3 comments:
Good for the tree.
Sounds quite similar to a few colleges here.
Damnit Listo, stop feeling bad about it !! It won't happen. Never. Ever. Or maybe if a certain person disappears and then this other person disappears. Then, yeah, may-be.
And if anything happens to them now I'm turning you in.
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