Back To The Old...

Slave Ship

Today was a great day back at the slave ship. It was terrible. I hate it there I really do. After school, I had to go to a meeting and then I went with Number 4 to Wal-Mart and out to eat. That was pretty fun.

I believe it is necessary to pull out the word of the day. The word of the day is: hate. Hate is an interesting word. It can be used as both a noun and a verb. Its meaning is intense hostility and aversion usually deriving from fear, anger, or sense of injury. Now this is interesting. Hate derives from those three things. Hmmm.... there are some that hate me. For those people perhaps they sense that I have injured them in some way or perhaps it is because they are angry at me. Perhaps it is all of them. But most likely, it is fear in which makes them hate me. Fear that I am stronger than them. Fear that I am smarter than them. Fear that I am faster than them. Fear that I am better than them in every way, shape, or form. Now fear, which leads to anger, which leads to hate, which we have discussed and that leads to something else: suffering. Suffering on all parties involved with the one filled with hatred. Suffering in anger of never being able to actually touch the one in which they hate. It is a terrible fate to suffer. Really, it is. Now, being the nice person that I am am going to sincerly appologize to all that hate me.

Dear All Who Hate Me:

I am sorry that you are afraid that I can kick your ass. I am sorry that you are angry that you're a bastard. I am sorry that you hate that I'm better than you. And I am most definitely sorry that you are suffering because your bitch of a mother decided to conceive you.

Sincerly,
Preston

And that ends our word for the day. Now remember, don't hate; love, forgive, and forget.

That's all for today, folks.

Preston

Preston takes no responsiblity for anything resembling an actual person in the word of the day.