So I start going idealistic in a summer robotics course -- forgot what I had been saying -- and my partner -- I never knew him before then -- gets cocky and says, "Shut up, you don't know more philosophy than I do," and -- don't know if it's just me -- sounding like he was so deep and enigmatic, and that a common person like me talking about abstract concepts is insulting his pride in his own thoughts. As if I was not operating on the same level of intelligence as he was.
I wasn't. Guess what? He gave up on the course while I was the one that pulled through and got us a passing grade. Now who's the mentally successful one? Eh?! Silly egotistic brats.
Funny thing is, I am 90% sure I understand abstract ideas and how to live life better than he does. What else have I been doing the past four years? Teaching myself Logic and Reasoning 101. Yet the man -- kiddo -- doesn't even give me a chance before claiming he's superior. Again, remember; this is funny to me. Nothing serious.
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By brat, I do mean loads of insult thrown at me just because I acted the part of a mad scientist that threw hysterical feelings into normal conversation once I got going with my engineering ideas (which would have worked, given enough time, which we seriously lacked in every activity), as well as talking at hyper speed when I have a string of thoughts to present that seems so logical and simple to me yet they do not understand. Keep up, folks, if you're going to call yourselves geniuses!
P.S. That was the worst class I ever took. Now I know all my 130 IQ lies in literary fields.
It is by the goodness of God that in our country we have those three unspeakably precious things: freedom of speech, freedom of conscience, and the prudence never to practice either of them.
--Mark Twain
 Fabrications · Thu Jul 17, 2008 @ 02:06am · 0 Comments |
