unamusing
i never know how to start the first entry of my livejournal. i've made a few in the past but never stuck with them....i found myself trying to find the interesting points of my days in order to entertain an "audience" but this journal is going to be very different. this journal will not be advertised to people i know from school or home or am close to at all. i want it to be true and, well, my "friends" shouldn't always know my truths....
today was quite the "rejuventation" day that i have been oh so lacking. last night i went out with shari & ryan & ally. we ate at miyako and then slipped into a bar in the grove to sip some cocktails and stare at odd middle aged people who were going clubbing on a thursday night. we then drove to rafa's house, where everyone was clearly faded and unaware of anything going on around them. the house was beautiful, a chateau built on the ocean with an infinity pool and a gorgeous terrace.. i feel myself getting shallower and shallower because of this affulent prep school, i'm supposed to hate this person i am becoming, but i don't...and that is what scares me. i find myself hating my parents because they still haven't bought me the Audi I want. I find myself doing everything possible to get money to buy clothes that I want. Selfish. That's what I am. And I can't convince myself to be thankful for all that I have. But it's not my fault...it's the private school.
today was quite the "rejuventation" day that i have been oh so lacking. last night i went out with shari & ryan & ally. we ate at miyako and then slipped into a bar in the grove to sip some cocktails and stare at odd middle aged people who were going clubbing on a thursday night. we then drove to rafa's house, where everyone was clearly faded and unaware of anything going on around them. the house was beautiful, a chateau built on the ocean with an infinity pool and a gorgeous terrace.. i feel myself getting shallower and shallower because of this affulent prep school, i'm supposed to hate this person i am becoming, but i don't...and that is what scares me. i find myself hating my parents because they still haven't bought me the Audi I want. I find myself doing everything possible to get money to buy clothes that I want. Selfish. That's what I am. And I can't convince myself to be thankful for all that I have. But it's not my fault...it's the private school.