I don’t like the words that the birds are singing. I hate their ugly voices and the messages they’re
bringing
most crucial talk ever! two mean motherfuckers with bandana's & stuff are standing there in this little dark street our car is parked. we think they're selling drugs. but no, sir. they wanted to discuss the arts of music. "hey man... what are you? lemme see you. you look like a soul man! soul man! .. no? you're funk!! ... salsa?? you've got the right vibes going on man.. yeah... you're into pop??... yeah? pop?? pop isn't what it used to be man.. you know... it's not true anymore. pop was good man, yeah. it's not on the streets anymore, you know. now you have it on mtv, it's fake bulshit. etc" i threw in some "yeah man", "back in the days", "oldschool" between it to boost it up, and it was fine. everybody was waiting in the car so i had to leave this dude & shake hands.
i also met another zed yesterday! in real life! it was awesome.. i said to him zed 's a funny name, and zed is a good chatbuddy & he was like.. "uh yeah i guess so... i like my name". and i was like "yeah" while i nodded wholeheartly. he gave me a free lp of his new band (this other band he sings in, called funeral diner, put on an AMAZING show last night by the way) & while looking at the insert i noticed his name was "SETH". no zed. damn. :(
how dissapointing. he probably thinks i 'm crazy or some drunk or something now for talking all the time about his first name. we also talked about japan. he was there for two weeks, japan rules.
i'm at the point of seriously hating my mother.. she drives me crazy. she is insane. she really is. and it's dragging me down cause all she does is asking me really weird questions about either a) my appearance or b) my friends & what jobs their parents have & all that stupid status shit she's really into. she doesn't trust me. whenever i go out it's like she thinks i'm off to shoot heroin in my veins or something crazy like that. i hate it. my father is just playing his cynical role again now his job at school started again, saying nothing all days & if he does it's some stupid negative remark or some command. i don't really hate them, since they're still my parents & they help me out getting some food & give me money for basic stuff. i really appreciate that.
lately i tend to feel really negative about people in my surroundings, even for some friends, and especially for myself. i need to question my hatred more for these people & their behavior. i can cope with huge differences in character or whatever.. but i can't deal with bigotry. the puddle of arrogance, lots of people seem to love to drown in, & swallow the lies & the pretence. it goes like this: you have to get up, and you go to sleep. in between is what you decided to do. which we deny: that we have no choice. we say we have no lives blaiming it on someone else. well, i won't pretend i have a nice life. but it's my fault. some have it easier, lots of people have it harder. there are no rights for people, and lots of obligations such as work, keeping you in line so you can eat, have a roof above your head & enjoy your 4 hours of free time in some pub or before your tv before you start feeling to jaded from working all day, & get too tired to do something. there is a system. and it works damn well.. but do we like it, and what impact do we have. do we see the more "succesful" guy nexts door having more friends, and more money as our enemy. as someone to look up to. as an alley. as an enemie. how deep is the hatred of someone towards people, functioning in the big wheen of fortune called our society. like we have so much in common.. well we don't. if their eyes are focused on being "popular" in the eyes of their peers, if they like making fun of gays or migrants or whatever minority.. if they feel like playing the sensitive role in the face of a woman, but screw them over in their mind already, ready to throw them away in a few weeks.. i just feel an intense hate when i see their greedy little eyes, fucking over even their own girl/boyfriends to get their aim. i don't want to associate myself with those people. they have it so easy. their behavior is often considered normal & thus never questioned (but encouraged). i might be near them but in my mind i feel like an alien they dropped out of on ufo which landed between all these strange creatures. i'm not an egoist. and i feel disgusted when people don't share back.
i 'm going to watch a movie
most crucial talk ever! two mean motherfuckers with bandana's & stuff are standing there in this little dark street our car is parked. we think they're selling drugs. but no, sir. they wanted to discuss the arts of music. "hey man... what are you? lemme see you. you look like a soul man! soul man! .. no? you're funk!! ... salsa?? you've got the right vibes going on man.. yeah... you're into pop??... yeah? pop?? pop isn't what it used to be man.. you know... it's not true anymore. pop was good man, yeah. it's not on the streets anymore, you know. now you have it on mtv, it's fake bulshit. etc" i threw in some "yeah man", "back in the days", "oldschool" between it to boost it up, and it was fine. everybody was waiting in the car so i had to leave this dude & shake hands.
i also met another zed yesterday! in real life! it was awesome.. i said to him zed 's a funny name, and zed is a good chatbuddy & he was like.. "uh yeah i guess so... i like my name". and i was like "yeah" while i nodded wholeheartly. he gave me a free lp of his new band (this other band he sings in, called funeral diner, put on an AMAZING show last night by the way) & while looking at the insert i noticed his name was "SETH". no zed. damn. :(
how dissapointing. he probably thinks i 'm crazy or some drunk or something now for talking all the time about his first name. we also talked about japan. he was there for two weeks, japan rules.
i'm at the point of seriously hating my mother.. she drives me crazy. she is insane. she really is. and it's dragging me down cause all she does is asking me really weird questions about either a) my appearance or b) my friends & what jobs their parents have & all that stupid status shit she's really into. she doesn't trust me. whenever i go out it's like she thinks i'm off to shoot heroin in my veins or something crazy like that. i hate it. my father is just playing his cynical role again now his job at school started again, saying nothing all days & if he does it's some stupid negative remark or some command. i don't really hate them, since they're still my parents & they help me out getting some food & give me money for basic stuff. i really appreciate that.
lately i tend to feel really negative about people in my surroundings, even for some friends, and especially for myself. i need to question my hatred more for these people & their behavior. i can cope with huge differences in character or whatever.. but i can't deal with bigotry. the puddle of arrogance, lots of people seem to love to drown in, & swallow the lies & the pretence. it goes like this: you have to get up, and you go to sleep. in between is what you decided to do. which we deny: that we have no choice. we say we have no lives blaiming it on someone else. well, i won't pretend i have a nice life. but it's my fault. some have it easier, lots of people have it harder. there are no rights for people, and lots of obligations such as work, keeping you in line so you can eat, have a roof above your head & enjoy your 4 hours of free time in some pub or before your tv before you start feeling to jaded from working all day, & get too tired to do something. there is a system. and it works damn well.. but do we like it, and what impact do we have. do we see the more "succesful" guy nexts door having more friends, and more money as our enemy. as someone to look up to. as an alley. as an enemie. how deep is the hatred of someone towards people, functioning in the big wheen of fortune called our society. like we have so much in common.. well we don't. if their eyes are focused on being "popular" in the eyes of their peers, if they like making fun of gays or migrants or whatever minority.. if they feel like playing the sensitive role in the face of a woman, but screw them over in their mind already, ready to throw them away in a few weeks.. i just feel an intense hate when i see their greedy little eyes, fucking over even their own girl/boyfriends to get their aim. i don't want to associate myself with those people. they have it so easy. their behavior is often considered normal & thus never questioned (but encouraged). i might be near them but in my mind i feel like an alien they dropped out of on ufo which landed between all these strange creatures. i'm not an egoist. and i feel disgusted when people don't share back.
i 'm going to watch a movie