WastedPotential
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Registered: Aug 2000
Location: the heart of an awl
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My beliefs were formed by my environment. Constant bombardment from every angle, ever since I was barely young enough to understand. The message, the continuous background music all through my formative years, a chorus of voices of authority telling me that yes, indeed, I am GODDAMN SPECIAL!!!
In fact, this reinforcement continues to this day. Earlier in the summer, my roommate left remnants of his chinese take-out sitting on the coffee table. When I went to clean his mess up, I noticed that he left his fortune cookie unmolested. I broke it open, ate the cookie, and read the message. I knew that the message had been meant for me, not him. Just as he shirked his duty to clean up after himself, he also shirked the blessings of the fortune. The fortune is now taped to the cabinet above my desk. It reads:
You are the master of every situation 
Damn right I am.
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