“There is no privacy that cannot be penetrated. No secret can be kept in a civilized world. Society is a masked ball where everyone hides his real character and reveals it by hiding.”—Ralph Waldo Emerson
“At this moment, there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world; six billion souls. And sometimes, all you need is one.”—Peyton Sawyer
My parents always taught me that if you want shit done, you do it yourself. I don’t know why I maintain an optimistic sense of self that says otherwise, especially since I know that my parents are right.
I ask for one of my group members (there’s 3 of ‘em) to print out this coding manual, because I don’t have any print money left on my school account. Five and half hours later and I have no damn response, so I have to take this old, crinkled five dollar bill out of my piggy bank (it’s been in there for ages), walk in the cold, and deal with drunks walking about just to go to the print lab. And now, I have to wake up early to turn the damn thing in. Now normally, it wouldn’t have been as much of a big deal, but I had edited that damn coding manual (for the second time). The least that someone in my group could have done is printed it out and turned it in to our “already-hates-our-guts” professor.