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Well, I did some strange thinking today. I don't know why, I just started to think about this: What kind of people will my friends be as they get older?
I work out there with people who are anywhere from 20-something to 50-something. I see all kinds of people. Seeing so many, it gets me wondering how the people I know will turn out.
Take Angela, for example: Tall, fat, depressed, semi-gothic, lesbian, butch, bitchy, bossy, protective of her family. She wants to go to Australia at some point in her life. Her dream is "to make a lot of money, go to Australia, die, and then give all of my money to my friends." Imagine a person like that in the future. You don't see adults like that now. Is it just this generation, this time of our lifestyles, that has produced these kinds of people? Can you imagine her when she's thirty? What the hell is she going to be doing with her life? She has no real direction, doesn't know what career she wants... what kind of person will she be? If she stays the way she is, she'll be working fast food or some place similar to where I'm working, for the rest of her life. That isn't something I want to see happen.
And then there's Jennifer and Lee. I place them together because they're so damn similar, but only because Lee has this immature "copy-cat" phase that she hasn't grown out of. I'd imagine they're going to do a murder-suicide... or suicide-suicide. They deserve that for each other and it wouldn't really bother me.
Then there's Trista. My ex-girlfriend. My... I don't know what she is. I tried to explain it to her the other day and I said, "You know I care about you, just not like that. You're... you're... you're just the person I take care of. The person I protect." That's pretty much it. We're friends who used to date and she loves me, so the least I can do is to watch out for her. And she watches out for me. Anyway!... what is she going to do? I have no idea when it comes to her. Honestly, I didn't think about her until just now. She has the direction, the drive, but she really doesn't have the means to get there, ya know? And that's a bad thing. She moved to Florida from Alabama, away from her family, and has been running around like a chicken with her head cut off since then. Got on drugs for a few months, really screwed up her life, and... mrph... I wish I could help her. I'll talk to her about going to college next semester, even help her get it set up if she wants. I don't know. Maybe she'll have a car by then... or maybe I'll be moved out and she can come live with me. Never know.
Me. Then there's me. I know what I'm going to be. I'll be a high school english teacher. A total dork. Glasses and everything. Only thing is, I'll ride a Harley to work on days that it's not raining. I'll probably be married. Maybe have some kids at some point. I'll be just like I am now: totally normal to look at, with a face that looks way too young for someone my age, and a wild side that is so wonderfully concealed. I like me like that.
Anyway, yeah, that's what I thought about today.
And damn my shoulder hurts.
I work out there with people who are anywhere from 20-something to 50-something. I see all kinds of people. Seeing so many, it gets me wondering how the people I know will turn out.
Take Angela, for example: Tall, fat, depressed, semi-gothic, lesbian, butch, bitchy, bossy, protective of her family. She wants to go to Australia at some point in her life. Her dream is "to make a lot of money, go to Australia, die, and then give all of my money to my friends." Imagine a person like that in the future. You don't see adults like that now. Is it just this generation, this time of our lifestyles, that has produced these kinds of people? Can you imagine her when she's thirty? What the hell is she going to be doing with her life? She has no real direction, doesn't know what career she wants... what kind of person will she be? If she stays the way she is, she'll be working fast food or some place similar to where I'm working, for the rest of her life. That isn't something I want to see happen.
And then there's Jennifer and Lee. I place them together because they're so damn similar, but only because Lee has this immature "copy-cat" phase that she hasn't grown out of. I'd imagine they're going to do a murder-suicide... or suicide-suicide. They deserve that for each other and it wouldn't really bother me.
Then there's Trista. My ex-girlfriend. My... I don't know what she is. I tried to explain it to her the other day and I said, "You know I care about you, just not like that. You're... you're... you're just the person I take care of. The person I protect." That's pretty much it. We're friends who used to date and she loves me, so the least I can do is to watch out for her. And she watches out for me. Anyway!... what is she going to do? I have no idea when it comes to her. Honestly, I didn't think about her until just now. She has the direction, the drive, but she really doesn't have the means to get there, ya know? And that's a bad thing. She moved to Florida from Alabama, away from her family, and has been running around like a chicken with her head cut off since then. Got on drugs for a few months, really screwed up her life, and... mrph... I wish I could help her. I'll talk to her about going to college next semester, even help her get it set up if she wants. I don't know. Maybe she'll have a car by then... or maybe I'll be moved out and she can come live with me. Never know.
Me. Then there's me. I know what I'm going to be. I'll be a high school english teacher. A total dork. Glasses and everything. Only thing is, I'll ride a Harley to work on days that it's not raining. I'll probably be married. Maybe have some kids at some point. I'll be just like I am now: totally normal to look at, with a face that looks way too young for someone my age, and a wild side that is so wonderfully concealed. I like me like that.
Anyway, yeah, that's what I thought about today.
And damn my shoulder hurts.