How do they do it..?

Let's take time to picture a person sipping a lager, in front of the computer. Your first thought might be ''oh, he's talking bout me, yuppie!'' at which point I'd reply ''just get on with your lives, will ya?''. No, it ain't bout any of you, it's about me(I'm quite sellfish, aren't I? :))), otherwise it wouldn't be called Tuemckey's blog,it would be ''The rest of the world's blog''. Let me get to my point....
Just got home from work, hectic evening it was(now I'm starting to talk like Yoda, damn culture references), the chef and his help got both drunk, not that that's unusual, but still....a bit of imposed limit wouldn't be much to ask, would it now? Through all the daily stress and new grey hairs appearing, not to mention the wrinkles, I've never found myself mirroring my brain into the what appears to be hip nowadays phrase ''I hate my life''. I mean I've had ups and downs, and bad weather and shit and people hating my guts without knowing me and all, but never have I found myself truly hating on the gift that is life that the Almighty has bestowed upon me. I know this society we're living in persuades the individuals to strive for better, to give 150% out there, but it never gives any opportunity to cope with less when that's the case. Obviously not all of us are called Bill Gates and the likes, but is that supposed to make us feel less than human, less than capable of any job or planning? You can hear these indie rock bands-now that's a ''cool term, dude''-yelling left and right bout their screwed up childhoods adn shit and how they hate their lives. They don't make sense to me, they'd be like in their thirties, trying to get a fanbase of fifteen year olds, cause they all have family problems and the gals ain't giving it to 'em....Goddamn, where are the shrinks when you need them?
Now seriously, why do we hate our lives? Cause we don't have a perfect smile, cause our boss treats us like slaves, cause we don't own a yacht, cause we're not famous, cause we can't get laid with a porn star...What is it in the end? Maybe it's because you just lost an episode of CSI Miami, cause you're not as slick as Caruso, or maybe cause you don't have an English accent(which happens to be a true accent, unlike the British one ). Whatever it may be, you just hate your life. And you feel trapped in this soap opera, poorly directed and badly acted, with no chance of getting out.Well, take my advice, screw the system, screw the image they wanna put on you, screw the sex tapes of Paris Hilton and the featurings with Eminem, screw the interviews for big cash, screw them all...You're you and that's it! People just don't get it...Why would you hate your life cause you don't have your neighbor's abs or his wife's implants...Screw them! Just watch South park and laugh your ass off....You've got it all inside you, the thing is you've got to find a way to make the most of it...You've got to shine, and you can certainly shine. Don't confine yourself into the only box of knowledge you can obtain or owe,the possibilities are endless and at the end you'll pity the folks hating their lives. Just like me!!
Damn, this lager's good........


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