so begins my last full week of highschool.
first off.. livejournal is all good and fine and we write about our days and this and that and such and such, but every once in a while someone writes something that really resonates with yours truly. case in point, something alisha wrote the other day.. hopefully she won't mind me putting in an excerpt:
"..dont you wish theyd quit opening doors and opening their mouths and wallets when all you want is a little respect, not charm or dinner or money or a good fucking. i mean dont you wish we could just all be equal, just meet someone we liked and tell them that, instead of this "wait three days then call" bullshit or "dont call them let them call you" or whatever. i mean why do we feel the need to play games like we have somewhere better to be, or someone better to be seeing? why are we afraid to say "you know i would rather be here with you than anywhere else in the world;" why is that such a scary thought? isnt a good thing? why are we so jealous and possessive and afraid, why do we try to force people into liking us or talk them into us like they need convincing?
i dont want someone who needs convincing. i want someone who will say "i like you, simple as that" and leave it at that. why does it have to be more complicated? why do we have to analyze and categorize everything? why does everything need a label? why must i be something you can put your finger on? why are we all so goddamn afraid of things that could be good for us?"
[-abraxa)
mhmmm.
outside of that.. isn't it funny how you can not see someone for a long time, and you never knew them well to begin with, but then you hang out with them and you talk nonstop + get along like you've known each other forever? it has to have been over a year at least since i've seen pat. he went with me to mr. tennent last night and we sat there having a.d.d the whole time, while ryan voelker tore shit up with his guitar (the boy plays with his teeth for chrissake.. he's so fucking good), mr. all american dan klenk rapped to will smiff and tim was just being a riot in a way that only tim can. it was hilarious, and of course dan klenk won because he's king of the universe at large. when we got out it was thunderstorming hardcore and it was gorgeous.. so we walked slowly to my car, got drenched to the bone + ended up at lancer's with vera, juls + franco for the rest of the night. + i laughed so uncontrollably hard that i cried, and even then it pretty much wouldn't stop. that's about all i have to say on that.. so let's all laugh at pat wearing my jacket:
we own the same belt, isn't that precious.
in other news, today i saw casey for the first time in forever, and margaret bought me rita's waterice.. which made me incredibly happy even if it was lemon. supwithyou?
"..dont you wish theyd quit opening doors and opening their mouths and wallets when all you want is a little respect, not charm or dinner or money or a good fucking. i mean dont you wish we could just all be equal, just meet someone we liked and tell them that, instead of this "wait three days then call" bullshit or "dont call them let them call you" or whatever. i mean why do we feel the need to play games like we have somewhere better to be, or someone better to be seeing? why are we afraid to say "you know i would rather be here with you than anywhere else in the world;" why is that such a scary thought? isnt a good thing? why are we so jealous and possessive and afraid, why do we try to force people into liking us or talk them into us like they need convincing?
i dont want someone who needs convincing. i want someone who will say "i like you, simple as that" and leave it at that. why does it have to be more complicated? why do we have to analyze and categorize everything? why does everything need a label? why must i be something you can put your finger on? why are we all so goddamn afraid of things that could be good for us?"
[-abraxa)
mhmmm.
outside of that.. isn't it funny how you can not see someone for a long time, and you never knew them well to begin with, but then you hang out with them and you talk nonstop + get along like you've known each other forever? it has to have been over a year at least since i've seen pat. he went with me to mr. tennent last night and we sat there having a.d.d the whole time, while ryan voelker tore shit up with his guitar (the boy plays with his teeth for chrissake.. he's so fucking good), mr. all american dan klenk rapped to will smiff and tim was just being a riot in a way that only tim can. it was hilarious, and of course dan klenk won because he's king of the universe at large. when we got out it was thunderstorming hardcore and it was gorgeous.. so we walked slowly to my car, got drenched to the bone + ended up at lancer's with vera, juls + franco for the rest of the night. + i laughed so uncontrollably hard that i cried, and even then it pretty much wouldn't stop. that's about all i have to say on that.. so let's all laugh at pat wearing my jacket:
we own the same belt, isn't that precious.
in other news, today i saw casey for the first time in forever, and margaret bought me rita's waterice.. which made me incredibly happy even if it was lemon. supwithyou?