The things I whine about.

Jan 05, 2007 13:51

Nothing beats receiving fifty-five texts overnight from random people off my mobile phonebook, half of them wishing me ill luck/a good day/true love/a slow and painful death, and the other half just wanting to say "hey". If there's anything that sets me off, it's people wanting to say "hey". It is much worse than receiving the same worn-out romantic/religious/feminist quote from two hundred and fifty other people. And I was the one who probably sent them that quote in the first place.
It just takes too much effort to erase useless messages, is all.
I was invited to hang-out with old friends later, but I already spent the past ten years of my life hanging-out with them. I can already visualize- in perfect detail -the things we will be doing, and the things we will be saying, and the things we will be poking fun about, that it bores me to death just thinking about it. I suppose that's why it doesn't hurt to have a few new friends every now and then, especially if they're a keeper. Besides, old friends seem to have a problem with change- I could've sworn I almost started the next world war when I added Britney Spears to my CD collection. "What's wrong with feminist rock and roll?" It's not actually rock and roll, that's what. Madonna is way more rock and roll than a bunch of hideous-looking girls who can't play their instruments/ride a skateboard, and yet have the guts to whine about how men are such talentless pigs. Like I totally get it- men can be such pigs. And not a whole lot of them have any kind of talent, whatsoever. But I already hear enough of that from my mother, from my friends, and from just about every other girl I meet- do I have to hear that blaring out from my stereo too? I mean, I have to draw the line somewhere, right?
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