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Liz
part time student, full time bum.

Cambridge, UK



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March 15, 2009

 

Weather conditions: Raining just now, but by the time I was done, it was just windy and wet.

I have just finished Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451. Oh, there is school tomorrow.

 

Tick              tock                  tick                tock

   

School.

 

I heard an interesting conversation today. I was replaying an incident that happened some time ago see, and I say, did you know that it’s rude to call a senior up by phone? Apparently if you want to contact her, you have to tell someone just a little older than you who will contact someone just a little older than her and then only reach the senior you’re originally trying to reach. Strange. Of course she could have been trying to cover up her being caught off guard and having to actually answer questions. but what an unjust way of doing so.

 

Well I’m sorry Miss Prissy pants with something shoved up your arse Senior, but I will now definitely make sure in future to call you straightaway. I find that if anyone wishes to and has the ability to contact someone, one does not have to climb through ones colon or small intestine to reach a persons ear.

 

I refuse to believe that we are conformist cows who will sit by and pray for an almighty response of which we will fall on our knees and face to revere. We’re not mindless, invertebrates who slug on and on in life just to flop around aimlessly waiting for dismissive direction from psychologically heightened venomous witches like said senior.

 

Sorry if I’m ranting on a bit. This is clogged up frustration. Such ageism. Also, this isn't the only incident of discrimination, sometimes i think that older people must think we're idiots. Which means I must think that people younger than me are idots. I apologize. I got into trouble see, because she told on me to another senior. Said I was being rude. Didn’t go any further though. Just that. And I can’t contradict something as vague as that. So trouble I got into. That git.

 

Sigh, "I will diminish, and go into the West and remain Galadriel."

 

Except,    well,     I’m not Galadriel. And I don’t really like west. And I definitely disagree with anyone feeling a need to ‘diminish’.

 

Liz

 

Today I ate: Belaccan bee hoon, bacon, jellybeans, marmite crabs and sea coconut for dessert. Yumm.

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