I'm fairly certain most people are mindless automatons who shout out whatever random thing they are feeling at the time. Your jokes are not funny. You are not intelligent. You are not better than am I.

I was counting on high school to make the students magically smarter. I can't count on college for that either, apparently. It will probably help a bit, but I'll still be forced to converse with the most droll of human beings with no insightful things to say or the ability not to be fucking cookie-cutter.

This realization is what has made me more bitter over the years in high school, and I can't see that it will stop any time soon. This is a warning, to all of the ridiculously dull and insipid people out there: I will steamroll you if you rub me the wrong way. Just watch for it.

And it will be a tactical strike. I will wait until you are your most vulnerable, and then I will unload a barrage of contextual guilt upon you from the likes of which no mortal would ever be able to emerge victorious. You will then admit my superiority and it will be glorious.

But probably not. You're probably not worth that much of my time. We'll see if I can manage to do it without exerting some sort of effort. I'm good at that.

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