Return of the stinky people...
I haven't had much to complain about smell-wise since I promoted to the green/blue belt class in Taekwondo. The only thing that gets on my nerves is the infamous TKD breath. Until now. Now there's a new force to be reckoned with. Dirt Girl. I've seen her around since I was a white belt but only recently had the misfortune of being paired up with her during partner exercises. She smelled like dirt. And it wasn't from working out or sweating. It really smelled like this girl hadn't showered in a week. And I swear the dirt was permanently rubbed into her uniform as well. I noticed how dirty and stained her uniform was, especially in the nether region. Very unpleasant. And the worst part was when I had to hold her feet down for a particular exercise. I looked down at her feet and because her pant legs had ridden up a little because of her position, I noticed her bear legs. The hair was so long you could practically braid it. And I'm not just talking about stubbly legs or legs that haven't been shaved for a few weeks in the winter. No, this was a full-fledged fur coat. And ever since that one run-in, I've been noticing her stench more during practice. I don't know what it is about Berkeley that makes people not shower or shave their legs. The seventies have been gone for over twenty years now. I hate people who live in the past. They make life really hard for my nose.

When I ride the elevator, I usually don't push the "open door" button when someone's running towards it while the doors are closing. I actually get a kind of guilty enjoyment from watching people run towards me as fast as they can as the doors close in their face. It's kind of like saying "fuck you" without opening my mouth. Well, today I decided to be nice, which I will never do again. I was late to my class and stepped into the elevator. As soon as the doors started to close, some woman came running with a bunch of cleaning supplies. Feeling a twinge of guilt, I quickly opened the doors for her. I figured it wouldn't make me that much later for class. Plus, she was carrying stuff. So I pushed the button for the third floor, and what did she do? She pressed floor two. Not only did she make me waste time by opening the doors for her, she was getting off before me which would waste even more of my time. And to top it off, she only went up one floor. Too lazy to take the stairs, huh? God, I just love the way things work out. I knew it. I should have just let the doors slam in her face. I've learned my lesson. Anyone who comes running towards me as the doors are closing are going to have to take the stairs.

It has come to my attention that some people who read my blog have negative things to say about it. Specifically, these people don't know me and have never met me or conversed with me. Usually, I wouldn't really care what people think about my blog. At the same time, I don't think it's fair to pass judgment on me based on the things I write here if you don't know me personally. This blog is an outlet for me to vent my daily frustrations. If I didn't write them all down, I might just buy a gun and shoot you in the head instead to relieve my anger. It is especially ironic to me that the people who do criticize my blog are very far from perfect human beings. If you're perfect, by all means, criticize away. Obviously you have things completely under control while someone like me has a long way to go to achieve the same success. But if you're an idiot who has made huge mistakes in life...not just huge, but completely fucking stupid mistakes, then maybe you need to think twice before saying negative things about other people whom you've never met based on the subject matter in their blogs. I guess what I'm trying to say is, if you're a perfect human being, say whatever the hell you want about me. But if you're a fucking idiot who has made the world a worse place by existing, fuck you.

I hate people who stand in the middle of the aisle so you can't get by. There's a manly looking girl in my Dr. Seuss decal class who pissed me off twice today. First, she passed the roll sheet the wrong way. I was sitting on her right and one of her friends was sitting on her left. He signed the roll sheet, she signed the roll sheet, and then she passed it behind her, completely disregarding the fact that there was someone sitting on the other side of her. It's one thing to skip over someone because they're sitting several seats away, but to shaft someone sitting right next to you, well, that's a whole new and different kind of stupidity. So this girl is completely annoying and ugly throughout the entire class, making stupid comments and laughing intermittently at the instructor's jokes. Finally, when class is over, she stands up...and stays there, blocking the aisle so I can't get by. Again, I can understand if someone was sitting several seats down and maybe you didn't realize that they had come down the aisle and was trying to get by. But I was sitting directly to the right of her. No space between us. And she stands up and keeps her fat ass planted there so I can't get out. And it's not like I was about to get out of the row by going the other way, considering she had been sitting in the second seat to the left of the main aisle. I really don't understand how people can be so damn stupid. It's like being fat, ugly, and mannish isn't enough. There always has to be the stupidity. It's times like this when I wish I had a machete so I could just chop people's heads off whenever they got in my way.