Fucking hell.
While I'm out last night, working hard to earn money, my roommate is in our room hosting a huge game of beer pong.
Whatever. I can put up with that.
What is a bit too much, is that he (or his drunken friends) were messing with my shit - guitar, computer, etc.
Also, I come home at 5:00 AM to the room stinking of booze. I couldn't sleep for hours because of the headache the fumes gave me, windows wide and everything.
I am becoming more and more aware that straightedge is a minority.
This is obvious in the sense that there are less straightedge kids than there are non-edge kids.
But I also mean in the sense that I feel oppressed, misunderstood, uncomfortable in my own skin at times.
All because I identify as someone who doesn't want any of that poisonous shit anywhere near me.
... I can't imagine the shit that racial minorities must go through - their isolation must be a million times as intense as mine.
... what a fucking douchebag.
Whatever. I can put up with that.
What is a bit too much, is that he (or his drunken friends) were messing with my shit - guitar, computer, etc.
Also, I come home at 5:00 AM to the room stinking of booze. I couldn't sleep for hours because of the headache the fumes gave me, windows wide and everything.
I am becoming more and more aware that straightedge is a minority.
This is obvious in the sense that there are less straightedge kids than there are non-edge kids.
But I also mean in the sense that I feel oppressed, misunderstood, uncomfortable in my own skin at times.
All because I identify as someone who doesn't want any of that poisonous shit anywhere near me.
... I can't imagine the shit that racial minorities must go through - their isolation must be a million times as intense as mine.
... what a fucking douchebag.