Prideless.
I've never thought much of it before, but when I first held it in my hands, I thought "Hey, it might not be that bad after all." And I had some sense of pride.
I realize now that it's not pointless, but that I didn't earn it. I'm not adding value to it. Can I reject it?
There's nothing left in it for me to be proud of.
In other news:
You know when everything seems against you, everything else comes at you with a vengeance. You've gone and done it again, screwed up, signed a possible future away knowing full well the consequences, and you leave for home with a heavy heart hoping to seek some solace with your hands in the privacy of your room...
...but the modem fucks up, giving rise to the new definition of 狼狈 (the definition for me is miserable): There's no wireless connection to the Internet, and you have to use the Ethernet cable, so you step out from the comfort of your own room into the living room and plug the Ethernet cable into the LAN port of your laptop and stream the porn you need to watch, before plugging out and retreating.
Yep. Miserable enough.
-- 12/13/2011 07:53:00 PM
