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Things are so random. Life is so fuckedup. "Fucked up only because of me".

The whole essence of existence question keeps plaguing me. Why do we exist? Is there a reason?

And somehow, I forget the simplest reason. We exist to justify existence. At least thats how I have been looking at the whole concept. I don't know, its a possibility, isn't it?

Bleh. I should stop writing shit like this.

I feel like I'm turning into some sort of really bored, bitchy person. A class-mate called me a 'nasty stereotype from Mean Girls(the movie)' and I think I may be turning into one. Yay.

And somewhere down the line, things are starting to make no sense at all. Everywhere I look, all I see around me is some kind of weird recurring regurgitated script of something similar to an American Pie movie. Its very freaky. I hate those movies.

And there are things. Things that I can't explain to myself. For no reason that weird, I am sort of ashamed to admit, feeling of loneliness creeps in to me. And then it goes away. Its probably nothing, but nothing is what we think about the most, is it not?

I feel like writing letters, I feel like calling names. I don't know anything that I think about.

Hello World.

The world has changed so much. The loops have turned loopier, the bends have further bent themselves. So many people are dying and yet no one cares even a little. The callousness they posses is extraordinary. The way we have removed that 'feeling' from our conciousness is extraordinary.

Is there a random kind of anger in you? I have rage bottled up in me, I don't know why...

There have been so many things that have metamorphosed into things that are so similar and still not that way.

I feel like sleeping.

There is so much to say and to talk about and I feel incapable of doing so. 

I will sleep. I will sleep.

I have RIGHTS !!!

"Hello children", said the teacher.
"How are we today ?"

The children answered, "We're confused..."

"What about ?", asked the teacher.

"Freedom and Rights, Sir. "

"Well, what's there to be confused about ? Its really simple. Here, I'll lay down the rules for you", said he.

And these were the rules which he set down, for he was the First of The Teachers.

And the children were the First Citizens, the ones who control the world now...

Here are the rules :

We live in a free country...
There is freedom of speech and expression...

We have rights and we will use them...

We will protest and we will burn effigies...

We will shout slogans and we will burn people...

We will kill people and cause strikes...

We will defame people and stone them to death...

We will kill people if they are not of our religion and if they offend our sentiments, irrespective of whether they are right or wrong.

We will destroy houses if we are not happy with someone.

We will fight fire with fire and burn the house down.

We will fight wars and we will pillage countries for oil and for land.

We will burn down houses and we will plant bombs.

We will kill people for no reason at all.

We will manufacture orphans among other stuff.

We will lie blatantly and will deny everything that is true.

"In short, children", said the Teacher,"we will do everything, except the 'right' thing".

And he winked slyly at them.

Unfortunately, some of the girls in class thought that this was a rude thing to do, and so the students slit his throat, brutally murdering him.

After all, they had a right.