Saturday, February 27, 2010
I hate you.
I am here today to let my anger out, so here it goes. I hate my boss. He is a greedy man. He is also a lier. A lazy worm. He finds his way around to always benefit 2 of his students, and screw everyone else up.
I hate that stupid Amber person. She is no one, and yet she has the power to screw with our lives.
I didn't do anything wrong. All I had to do, was submit paper work. As usual. So I did. The same form, with the same accurate information.
But somewhere in the middle, that bitch figured out a way to screw me up. Not only that, but she found a way to untie herself, so this was not gonna fell on her.
What have I been doing? I have been working for free. And the only 2 times I got payed the fair amount... now I have to pay for that. Because of their racist xenophobic laws.
I hate all of them. I hope a lightening will fall on their heads and bring them all the bad luck and sadness in the world.
I want both of them to be hit where it hurt the most.
I hate them so much, but all my hate won't change the fact that I have to change my plans, my life, and pay. Literally pay back for THEIR mistakes and greed. Oh, and did I mention I have to keep working for free?
posted by Paula at 10:16 PM|
Saturday, February 13, 2010
You and your hypocritical culture.
I guess I will start this post by saying that yes, I did something wrong, and I said something wrong. One of those "politically incorrect" kinda things. Nevertheless true. But you know, people rather shut up, and I comply to that rule. But I didn't, and it got me in trouble. It got me in trouble with someone I love, which made me feel really bad. He said things that made me "realize" what a bad person I was. I felt so low. Like the last one in the list. So I walked, sad and depressed. Thinking whether I needed to improve myself, or just stick to my beliefs. As wrong as everything felt, I never thought I said a lie, or that I was being unfair.
And then it hit me.
It was a couple of minutes ago.
That same person has been telling me how surprised he was about the "equality" between men and women in MY country. How it wasn't like that in his. He, being one of the "progressivist" one, would notice these kinds of things.
Women are (in his country) not judge with the same eye a man is. So she could do the same thing a man does, and she will be harshly criticized. "How terrible!" both of us would exclaim to that.
So I looked into what I did once more. And then I looked into things he has done as well. And it was then that I saw it: we are not so different. In fact, we are not different at all. He said less, and acted more, which could be worse, but that is arguable. The thing is, in the end, we did the same thing. And he judge me, but he didn't even see himself doing it.
To close this up, I don't need to feel bad. I am not a hypocrite. I live as I say, and say as I think. More important: I am happy, once more, that I am uruguayan and not turkish.
posted by Paula at 7:23 PM|
