life's not fair

nothing in life is fair. from the first day we step into this world, some people get to be born in mount elizabeth while the plebes get out in kk hospital or some kukunehneh box in kfc. into different families. while some parents scrape the bottom of ships for a living, others just sit around and generate economic rent from the billion and one different landholdings. while some people take school buses, others ride home is a nice s600.

some people are born smarter than others. some of them use math notation as if greek was the lingua franca. yet others look at complex numbers and start scratching like monkeys. soem of them speak with such eloquence, its as if they have visited blarney and kissed the stone thousands of times, or they have gotten the stone to kiss their ass. for others, they still speak gibberish even though they have rehearsed more times than i can come in a week. (like 14 including the weekend)

some people are born stronger than others. look at daojie doing backflips like they are second nature. what about usain bolt? even if i ran from the day i was born, was raised on all the yam from jamaica, smoked weed and took all the steroids that my blood becomes like my piss and my piss becomes like my blood, i still wont even be able to run in triple his time.

some people are born handsomer than others. some people, just prettier, sexier, more fkable. look at the pussycat dolls. they is hot. they melt your heart and raise you up. just look at their bombs. and then look at those belonging to those around you. have you seen any so exquisite so pretty so pert, so nice? if you have, good for you, because people like me, havent.

some people are born more affable. and yeah.

you dont need to be nostradamus to know that.

yes, and the propensity to work hard. it is no ones fault to be lazy. a portion of laziness is innate. it is not about working on getting the right attitude, because the right attitude is innate. aspire and achieve. i hear it every morning on the radio. by some master mammary trainer. my ass. it works, because some people are unpolished gems. but if ur just a piece of petrified cowdung, no amount of sanding will make out a piece of jade. unless the cow swallowed a piece of it. and then you must be the lucky piece of petrified cowdung.

and then of course, if ur in the right place at the right time with the right skills doing the right thing, you do well in life. ur smart and talented, but if u took history and literature when everybody is into alchemy and voodoo magic, its just too bad. and some people just get lucky. have u ever wondered why there are times when you mug so hard but a jackass beats you? well because youre less favored and ended up with a worser lot. youre not lousier than him, just unluckier. because life just isnt fair.

complaining doesnt solve anything, but it sure makes me feel better.

yupp, i havent done a single bit of work today.