As I walk through the streets of Nerima with my sister and the strange boy
that may or may not be able to help our comrade Ranma, I wonder about
myself. I speculate on my life and my past choices, and how they have
affected where I find myself today. I think about all the things that have
happened to me, and I just...what would I be doing if that hadn't happened?
I mean, I suppose this is kind of childish for me to be doing,
but...doesn't everyone ask themselves similar questions at some point in
his/her life?
My life...the life of Nabiki Tendo...has been dominated by money for...too damn long. I can barely remember when I did something for someone else out of the goodness of my heart. Hell, I'm not even sure that that has ever happened!
And my lifestyle has brought into being a horrible calamity, a monstrous SNAFU that no one will ever be able to fix.
A tear runs down my face, but I wipe it away quickly, before anyone can notice.
Damn you, Nabiki, with your greedy nature...
I wonder...why, exactly, would I do something like that? Why would I just go and sell secrets about someone I barely know to the entire high school? I mean, at the time, it must have made sense, but as of right now, I can't seem to recall what I was thinking. What...I mean, would I want someone telling the entire world about something I had buried in my past? No, of course not! So why would I go and do that to Ranma?
All questions and no answers - just like the Nabiki of old.
My life has been wasted on the pursuit of the almighty yen. True, I've been doing it so we can keep the dojo, but...there has to have been some other, more honorable and legit way of making the money, right? Did I actually HAVE to go and blackmail everyone within a twenty kilometer radius?
Of course not.
And now karma is coming back to get me.
The horrible realization of my crimes has finally hit me, and I don't know what to do.
Lord, I wish I knew what to do.
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Wow. This is actually rather old. There are two reasons I am posting something so old: first off, I like it, and am surprised that I have not already posted it; secondly, I want to give people a heads up about TKP (if anyone is still waiting after all this time). I AM working on the next chapter of TKP. In fact, the draft is sitting not a foot to my left, holding my Sprite © or ® or whatever can. I AM sorry for the delay, but you don't believe me, as well you shouldn't. I'm kind of a bastard like that.
I was going through some of my older writing, and I'll probably be posting some more of that, too. Meh. I dunno. Right now, I'm just getting back into the mood for writing. I don't know what happened, there, for a while. I mean, I was writing literally every day for a while, but now, I have to force myself to sit down and do even this short little rant. Bleh.
But yeah, more stuff is coming. Fear not, citizens.
Wow. I had to go back through this to fix all of the ellipses (some messed up thing with MS Word and the autoformat feature, or something), and I realized that I REALLY like the ellipse. I used it quite a bit in this little story, here. Just an observation.
My life...the life of Nabiki Tendo...has been dominated by money for...too damn long. I can barely remember when I did something for someone else out of the goodness of my heart. Hell, I'm not even sure that that has ever happened!
And my lifestyle has brought into being a horrible calamity, a monstrous SNAFU that no one will ever be able to fix.
A tear runs down my face, but I wipe it away quickly, before anyone can notice.
Damn you, Nabiki, with your greedy nature...
I wonder...why, exactly, would I do something like that? Why would I just go and sell secrets about someone I barely know to the entire high school? I mean, at the time, it must have made sense, but as of right now, I can't seem to recall what I was thinking. What...I mean, would I want someone telling the entire world about something I had buried in my past? No, of course not! So why would I go and do that to Ranma?
All questions and no answers - just like the Nabiki of old.
My life has been wasted on the pursuit of the almighty yen. True, I've been doing it so we can keep the dojo, but...there has to have been some other, more honorable and legit way of making the money, right? Did I actually HAVE to go and blackmail everyone within a twenty kilometer radius?
Of course not.
And now karma is coming back to get me.
The horrible realization of my crimes has finally hit me, and I don't know what to do.
Lord, I wish I knew what to do.
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Wow. This is actually rather old. There are two reasons I am posting something so old: first off, I like it, and am surprised that I have not already posted it; secondly, I want to give people a heads up about TKP (if anyone is still waiting after all this time). I AM working on the next chapter of TKP. In fact, the draft is sitting not a foot to my left, holding my Sprite © or ® or whatever can. I AM sorry for the delay, but you don't believe me, as well you shouldn't. I'm kind of a bastard like that.
I was going through some of my older writing, and I'll probably be posting some more of that, too. Meh. I dunno. Right now, I'm just getting back into the mood for writing. I don't know what happened, there, for a while. I mean, I was writing literally every day for a while, but now, I have to force myself to sit down and do even this short little rant. Bleh.
But yeah, more stuff is coming. Fear not, citizens.
Wow. I had to go back through this to fix all of the ellipses (some messed up thing with MS Word and the autoformat feature, or something), and I realized that I REALLY like the ellipse. I used it quite a bit in this little story, here. Just an observation.