i_bleed_life

The mediocrity that is me
2003-01-16 05:05:25 (UTC)

I Fucking Hate MTV.

In the words of the monumental band the Dead
Kennedys, "MTV, Get Off The Air!"

I fucking hate MTV. And if you've ever read any of my
other journals, you'll know that I'm now preparing to go
into a huge rant that will, of course, be directed at my
roommate.

Viacom corporation: corrupting young minds from the
cradle to the grave.

I cannot stand my roommate. We've only been back for
about four days, and I already want to murder the girl in
her sleep. The first two nights I didn't even sleep in my
room because I was so heartbroken that she was there. I'm
trying to let go, I am really trying to remember that she
isn't all that bad. I'm trying to focus on her redeeming
qualities. I'm trying not to hate this girl.

It's not working out all that well.

My god, I had no idea that such shallow people existed in
this world. She fucking plays MTV constantly. I don't
understand the teenage obsession with this shit. Don't
they realize that NONE OF IT IS ORIGINAL??? MTV is
nothing more than ONE GIANT COMMERCIAL. The fat, bald,
forty-something white male executives are selling you
bands, they're selling you clothes, they're selling you
pepsi and coke and sprite products, but worst of all, they
are fucking selling you an ENTIRE FUCKING BELIEF SYSTEM,
one based on greed and money and appearances and all sorts
of other shit that really makes me quite disgusted with my
generation for buying into it, and the fucking baby
boomers for creating it.

But my hatred for MTV will have to be saved for another
day. Right now, I'm directing it all at my wonderful
roommate.

The girl never leaves the room. Never. She doesn't have
any friends, as far as I can see. I know, I should pity
her, and I really honestly do on some level. But it's so
fucking annoying to have her sitting there, judging me,
pointing out the most obvious shit and turning off my
music so we can listen to MTV.

Jesus Christ on a cracker, I have never met anyone who was
so completely devoid of a personality before. Seriously.
Her idea of saying something witty is pointing out to me
something completely obvious, like, for example, that it's
raining. "Dude! Check it out! It's RAINING!" NO FUCKING
SHIT SHERLOCK. Thanks for pointing that out, because
obviously, I am lacking the brilliant deductive qualities
that you posess. Please. Tell me another. Wow me with
your genius.

So she turns to me today while watching some fucking
stupid MTV show and says "Dude, she shouldn't be a
cheerleader. She's too fat." EXCUSE ME?! She's too
FAT??? Too fat for what? To live in your fucked-up
version of Viacom-created reality? Well, excuse me for
noticing, but you're not exactly supermodel material
yourself, my dear. Neither am I. Neither is ABOUT NINETY-
FIVE PERCENT OF THE POPULATION, YOU FUCKING IDIOT. What,
should we all become anorexic so we can acheive your
fucking standard that you lifted straight from MTV?

Yes, you claim to have been popular in high school.
Forgive me if I DONT GIVE A FUCK. I'm so sick and tired
of hearing about how you hung with the "popular" crowd
that I quite literally want to wring your neck every time
I hear you mention high school. I'm sorry that you can't
understand that NOT EVERYONE WANTED TO BE YOU. High
school is not the real world. WOW! Big shocker there,
right?

And on that same "High School" note, I really don't give a
flying fuck how many friends you had. I don't give a fuck
about the latest drama in your friends' lives --- all of
whom have never called or sent you so much as a letter.
And if I EVER have to listen to you attempt to justify the
fact that you were a snob, I'm going to throw up. No,
wait, I'm going to take a fucking baseball bat to your
goddamn television, thus causing you to be cut off from
MTV and your personality will then wither away. "Oh, all
those 'other' people used to call us snobs, so that like
totally made them snobs!" WEll, for crying out loud, you
WERE SNOBS! You even TOLD ME that you used to sit there
and say awful things about other people BEHIND THEIR
BACKS. Right. That is SO much better.

This girl is proof that karma doesn't exists. She's
spoiled rotten, her parents pay for everything, and to top
it all off, she's not stupid and gets decent enough grades
without trying.

She makes me want to vomit. I know, I realize that all of
this is essentially me being an elitist-snob. I know that
I'm judging her. I know that I'm whining and basically
talking behind her back.

But I'm trying to fucking keep a civil relationship going
here. I have to live with her for the next few months.
I'd rather get through that with as little pain as
possible.

So FUCK YOU and your racist ideas. FUCK YOU and
your "snobbish" attitude. FUCK YOU for judging people on
their appearances and not even giving them a chance. FUCK
YOU for being a raging homophobic. FUCK YOU for
continually going on about high school. FUCK YOU for
having everything handed to you on a silver platter. FUCK
YOU for being a product of corporate America. Your
inability to fucking think for yourself makes me want to
vomit.

And lastly, fuck me for being too terrified that I'll get
an even worse roommate if I request a roommate change.