I spent all of last week complaining about how bored I am in Houston, and how I'm hating life. I was whining whining and whining like a little boy who doesn't want to eat his vegetables. However, nobody likes to listen to people complain about crappy their life is, when in reality their misery pales in comparison to what else is going on in the world. I spend my time complaining about how I'm bored... well let's compare my complaints to life in other parts of the world.

In Iraq, soldiers are fighting and dying.
In North Korea people are starving to death.
In England people are eating crappy, bland food.
In South Korea, people are cutting up their faces becaue they ugly
In Canada people aren't bored, they are boring.
In France people are French.

Look, people have bigger things to complain about in other parts of the world that my boredom is quite irrelevant. From now on, I'm going to try to stop complaining about my boredom. In the meantime, I'm going to wait until I go to New York in a few weeks, when I could finally escape my boring life in Houston.

Interesting Fact of the Day: In 17th century America, the average woman gave birth to 13 children.