Comedy = (Tragedy + Distance)/Time
I'm not one to gripe, but this has been a bad week. I mean one of those never-come-up-for-air-from-the-bad...weeks. And what pisses me off more than anything right now, more than having my crush ignore me after months of flirting, more than having to re-reschedule my guitar lesson despite not having time to practice for juries, more than having my favorite professor call me out on a deep personal familial hurt in the middle of my advanced public speaking class...is the fact that I can't even relish this rare chance at anger, because of my knowledge that I will laugh at the slew of frustration as soon as next week begins.
There is no doubt that anger is rarely justifiable, and even more rarely righteous. And all too often, if you make the mistake of acting on your anger, you'll find you became the villain you thought you were battling.
I'm not one to gripe, but this has been a bad week. I mean one of those never-come-up-for-air-from-the-bad...weeks. And what pisses me off more than anything right now, more than having my crush ignore me after months of flirting, more than having to re-reschedule my guitar lesson despite not having time to practice for juries, more than having my favorite professor call me out on a deep personal familial hurt in the middle of my advanced public speaking class...is the fact that I can't even relish this rare chance at anger, because of my knowledge that I will laugh at the slew of frustration as soon as next week begins.
There is no doubt that anger is rarely justifiable, and even more rarely righteous. And all too often, if you make the mistake of acting on your anger, you'll find you became the villain you thought you were battling.
