My unemployment statement came in the mail today.
I'm really not surprised that I was denied, and it is ashame to see that another jealous bigot has demonized my name once again.
I don't care about philosophy or karma games right now.
People need to keep in mind what my loud agenda is and that I already have some significant attention: My agenda is against the system and people's judgement and corruption in the system.
If people want to obsess over things, I'll take the ethical route and write my letter. It should be of no surprise by now when the viewers will see that my appeal has no submissiveness or respect for either boss or state.
I will tell them off as I normally do and when the honesty is out with complaints already made that I have both said and written, there should be more people held accountable for their own negligence, neglect, DENIAL, and abuse.
I don't feel like writing right now, I'm going to wait until tomorrow for some anger to get out; I'm simply too mad to write.
Screw my Kim Jong Ill grandma; she thinks I'll be crawling back to her anytime soon or for any holiday occassion? Hell no. Screw other matrix people who lie and mess with my life too.
I am a very hated person right now; I'm not blind to it. I do hear comments that people make. I also hear other harassment as well. "Nurse Nancy Pelosi," can shut the hell up with the "delusional," bullshit.
The story with my sis is short and sweet. I said we mutually have no effect on each other. I also said the right person will shoot down her arrogance one day. I don't care about damaging anyone anymore; I finished my fued by saying: "Guys only let you win because you're a sex object. I refuse to be a sex object to get my way in life." Brace yourself for another tune when I feel harassed: Sherry Baby. My prediction is that there will be a rebellion and there will be public hookers all over the place. It is how typical and predictable people are.
I really am not trying to be an authoritarian. I'm sick of the harassment. People are forcing "competition" and fighting on me. You beg me to practically say some things. You are desperate for my hatred.
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