Dear Me!

I don't hate you because you're beautiful(or so you think). I hate you because you're stupid. By the way, you are not, beautiful. You are a *bleep*(edited due to the degree of evilness of the word).

Hate is a strong feeling. And because I am resolving my conflict with immaturity, I did not use the word despise. Recently, I was given a refresher by Life and Fate, about "unfair". Fate just told me that Life is not always fair, so I have to deal with it. I felt tired of complaining and talking about it...because I know what Life and Fate has just taught me.

Unfair is when something has happened that you felt and/or know is prejudiced and unjust. I am imagining a scale now tipping on its left side lower than the right one. That is so freaking hateful.

But, as far as the Java Man was concerned, he knew he had to be "unfair" for survival. I just don't want to survive. I want to live. One of the greatest quote from Wall-E. Three D and kiddie movie and programs really give out matured dialogues and quotes. You just have to be smart enough to catch some, if not all, of them.

So Java Man or men, or boys whatever, chose to be unfair...let's go back to my root cause analysis chamber. Here, the fundamentals of maturity plays a big role in my way of reasoning, thinking and sometimes, feeling.

Cause: I felt hatred
Why?: Because, Java Boys (I decided, they are boys, for now) are unfair.
Why?: Because they made a decision that seems to have been done out of sheer desperation
Why?: Because it seems that they're being overly-utilized for tasks (theirs? or not theirs?)

Endless whys...Gimme a break.

Maybe, I am just being selfish and childish. Or, I needed a kiss of appreciation. And since we are still here in the chamber of my matured self, I am plotting my game plan, although, this is not a game, I have no other terms for it. I will be wearing my reasoning cap along with my happy thoughts.

For all I know, you are a *bleep*(edited due to the degree of evilness of the word).