Whatever happened to the youth of america? (waxing nostalgiac)
It's just a thought. When did my concrete thinking turn into trying to get laid and worrying about drugs and drama. Why the hell can't i still be cheating at golf while todd still wins. I hate that sport. I love life, but wasn't being a kid supposed to be the best time of my life. Yes. Roller hockey with 20 people, shit, so dope. Now neighbors don't even know each other. Why does one girl breaking my heart turn me into the biggest manwhore on the planet. Why the fuck can't i just get over it. Whatever happened to calling april kuhlman a bitch, and for some reason her liking me. Whatever happened to stabbing someone with a pencil and not being held responsible. What happened to playground kickball, and bad jokes about margarine the line. That deep crush i had on whitney simon, where'd that go? The fuckin dope shit that jumped off at mo val. Why do emotions at this age have to be so complex. Whatever happened to picking my nose as i pretended to looking through my desk. Whatever happened to everyone knowing each other by name. Whatever happened to play ground scraps. What ever happened to "swords"? Why does "adult" life have to be so much more serious and intense. Why can't i moon people in public and it be "cute." What happened to not knowing what rohypnol was. What happened to girlfriends just being someone you knew, and that was all. Whatever happened to 6th grade drum/trumpet hour? What happened to never needing money. What happened to belting to your headphones in your awful voice and it being ok. Whatever happened to me harassing smokers. Whatever happened to all the dare kids (rehab). Whatever happened to being ok with yourself just because your mom loves you. Whatever happened to girls and boys not caring about their bodies. What happened to fake ribs? Whatever happened to those nike tracksuits my mom made me wear. Whatever happened to giving m & m's to everybody on valentines day, even if you didn't like them. Whatever happened to singled out. Whatever happened to being afraid of people a year older than you even if they were half your size. Whatever happened to the bus driver who called eric desplinter a "little weiner". Whatever happened to me hating gym class because all the "special" kids had names close to my last, and teachers knew i was a dick when i was little and wanted to teach me something, ha, didn't work. Whatever happened to going to concerts with your parents and drugs not being the number one priority. Whatever happened to being fucking stoked about stickers in those little red vendors in fast food places. Whatever happened to the spirit B1 team (i know, i suck.) Whatever happened to idolizing my brother because he was so fuckin cool. Whatever happened to wearing the same shoes as him. Whatever happened to birthday parties being an amazing event. Whatever happened to super soakers. What the hell happened to not being nervous or having insecurities. Whatever happened to not giving a fuck if you had a cell phone or what kind it was. Whatever happened to playdates. Whatever happened to that kid you wanted to be just like cuz he was soo cool. Whatever happened to the motherfucker that kicked me. Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar. Whatever happened to pogs, and an innocent form of gambling. Whatever happened to school being fuckin rad and not so much a social scene. Whatever happened to oregon trail. Whatever happened to whitehouse.com. Whatever happened to those lame ass guidance counselors with the puppets. Whatever happened to having every single year with russell, and almost every single year with rachel. What happened to nathan hill and craig scott. What happened to being so jealous of scott for having cindy. Whatever happened to listening to the wackest music you could imagine. What happened to being entertained by a pg-13 movie. Whatever happened to 1am being late. What happened to snorting pixy stix and the roller rink bein the fuckin spot. Whatever happened to those rad sleepovers. Whatever happened to that feeling when i won the spelling being and gray stood up and cheered his ass off cuz he knew i was getting a playstation. Whatever happened to "stop picking your penis". Whatever happened to being fuckin frightened. Whatever happened to not having pubes. Whatever happened to that superior feeling that i was smarter than everybody, and hating some kid for knowing a word i didn't in pre-school; "stiff." What happened to looking at porn and not to masturbate? Whatever happened to being entranced by every naked female i ever saw. Whatever happened to not worrying about "goals." I'm off to register for college and a few donuts. I just wanted to say i love all ya'al and really miss each and every one of you. It'll take another entry to elaborate on that.