On a busy day

On a usual day I sit and sulk on how disaggreable me and my roommates are mainly because they are disorganised.
  Suddenly the thoughts shift from here to that conversation I had with my friend on Karma. Do I believe in it. Do you get what you give? After a lot of discussion we come to a conclusion that it's best to accept whatever comes our way. Be it good or bad. Enjoy if it's good and fight and try to resolve if it's bad. In the end we all are Kaminey. I also have my own set of ideals which I would love to follow and do try to follow. But then after all I'm human and there are times when I end up breaking them.