before I copy and paste what I wrote last night (random tense changes and all), I would like to say a "hey hey" to the comments I've gotten this past week. I've not been responding to the majority of them since I'm in the state of nearly dropping like River Phoenix in My Own Private Idaho by the time I get to read them, but the feedback has been
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On the 5 Minute Lesbian thing:
Dude...
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and I'm defintely going to lighten the mood later tonight with some more photos of records and such.
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you're right, there are people like this in the world walking around in a little selfish bubble with no clue as to the consequences their decisions make on everyone else. I know some people have doubts as to the truth of this story, but WHY OH WHY would I invent a story with mostly unlikeable characters and has a terrible ending? even the worst stories tend to have a tiny little glimmer of hope at the end! people such as Adrianne and Marion, with their kind of destructive trait, need to befriend each other so they can be happy in a self-contained vicious circle and leave the rest of us out of being their victims.
Adrianne will most likely never get her shit together, and what's worse is that she dragged people down with her. Becky certainly got the worst of it.
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I also think maybe I've gotten numb to irony because that just seemed like life as usual to me.
I graduate school and purposely lose contact with everyone.
I know just how that goes.
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now I know everyone has a 5 Minute Lesbian story to tell. disappointing we all have to live it a little.
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On the other hand ("your" hand) : the most radical card-carrying man-hating lesbian I knew in college ended up married to a man, by which she had at least one kid before I (semi-deliberately) lost contact with her. My (then and still) best friend were entwined in that craziness for a while.
(Then I fell in love with my best friend, which was a 5 Minute thing of my own maybe, but we got through it.)
It's funny that as weird or not as I am, I attract these people who are much weirder, so I end up being the most "normal" in the group. It's like some nerdish way of conforming, maybe.
And I did like the on-fly-ness, once I adjusted to it. =)
{/babble
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Anyway, this and the previous story about the "hood" girls remind me of how I felt during high school... like I was a sane person amidst all this craziness. So I would be very careful in how I proceeded. Because part of sanity is not acting like Becky when confronted with the Adriannes of the world. The necessary thing is not to go crazy yourself. It's THEIR insanity
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