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alright
shut the hell up
and listen to me
i didnt go to afa on friday
in fact
i didnt want to go
the only reason i felt the slightest bit of remorse about not going was because i felt bad for the cool kids that have to put up with the lameness of it
and to them, i am sorry for abandoning you for illicit substances
yeah i'll say that too
instead of going afa i hung out on thayer street
i bought a coffee and a pack of cigarettes
i dont know if you know this yet but coffee and cigarettes make a delightful combination
then i hung out with some kids in a field
then i went back to barrington
and then i dropped some acid
it was pretty cool
i'm actually looking forward to people yelling at me for being such a horrible person
but in a short defense of my previously mention activities
its not like a blew smoke all over your face and then shoved a hallucinagen down your throat.
and i'm not going to be like "oh you dont smoke weed because you're not open-minded"
because thats lame
so anyway.
i'm not gonna ask you to stop driving cars, or buying food, pretending to be gay, or sitting around doing nothing
i'm not gonna tell you to stop being an attention seeking drama queen, or tell you to stop thinking everybody cares what you say
... because i dont expect you to.
and because i'm doing you this favor, can you try and will yourself not to reply to this post with "OMG cigarettes are so lame you're nto my friend anymore"
because if you're gonna tell me that then i really dont care whether or not you're my friend
now, you may be reading this and thinking "hey why's he calling me a drama queen"
well sorry if you dont happen to be a drama queen jeez
remember when i could write a story about afa, and the only role eddy played in the entire story was to be constantly crying until he finally pooped his pants and exploded
and then i didnt get punched in the face by an angry eddy defending his coolness?
yeah thats right, ladies
eddy used to be the loneliest boy in the world
right now i dont intend to stop coming to afa
but you've got to realize that i didnt start going to afa for you to be critical of me
i didnt start going to afa for people to dislike me for my decisions
i didnt start going for people to tell me i'm not cool because i dont take my shirt off the moment ricky martin starts playing
i went to afa because it looked like fun
and it was
i dont know or care why afa has gotten the way it is
i'm not gonna try and solve this problem by naming names or coming up with wierd plans and policies for a better friday afternoon
maybe its just dying
like at the end of stand by me
or the sandlot
where they all went their seperate ways
its kind of like that
except we didnt leave
we stayed
and we grew up trying to hold on to our childhood
and we would have made it
but i guess we didnt
maybe we should just start over
as much as i'm in love with afa and i'm sad to see it in such a state
maybe its better for us just to meet up
all 6 or 7 of us
the people who've played fabio tag
and walk for a couple hours in the freezing cold
talking about old times
then we'll wander towards where peck playground used to stand proudly,
but now a small open space of gravel and weeds, with the occasional broken piece of particle board or wooden fencing lies disregarded,
and just shoot ourselves in the head.
i remember when the only reason we were together
was because no one else wanted to be with us.
there was so much unity
im gonna write some more about this later
because there's no way i can write all of what i feel in one sitting
so feel free to argue with me, agree with me, ignore me, or yell at me
but you know, i cant help but respect you alot more if you've trudged through the 4 foot snow, wondering if we'll ever make it out alive, with me.
shut the hell up
and listen to me
i didnt go to afa on friday
in fact
i didnt want to go
the only reason i felt the slightest bit of remorse about not going was because i felt bad for the cool kids that have to put up with the lameness of it
and to them, i am sorry for abandoning you for illicit substances
yeah i'll say that too
instead of going afa i hung out on thayer street
i bought a coffee and a pack of cigarettes
i dont know if you know this yet but coffee and cigarettes make a delightful combination
then i hung out with some kids in a field
then i went back to barrington
and then i dropped some acid
it was pretty cool
i'm actually looking forward to people yelling at me for being such a horrible person
but in a short defense of my previously mention activities
its not like a blew smoke all over your face and then shoved a hallucinagen down your throat.
and i'm not going to be like "oh you dont smoke weed because you're not open-minded"
because thats lame
so anyway.
i'm not gonna ask you to stop driving cars, or buying food, pretending to be gay, or sitting around doing nothing
i'm not gonna tell you to stop being an attention seeking drama queen, or tell you to stop thinking everybody cares what you say
... because i dont expect you to.
and because i'm doing you this favor, can you try and will yourself not to reply to this post with "OMG cigarettes are so lame you're nto my friend anymore"
because if you're gonna tell me that then i really dont care whether or not you're my friend
now, you may be reading this and thinking "hey why's he calling me a drama queen"
well sorry if you dont happen to be a drama queen jeez
remember when i could write a story about afa, and the only role eddy played in the entire story was to be constantly crying until he finally pooped his pants and exploded
and then i didnt get punched in the face by an angry eddy defending his coolness?
yeah thats right, ladies
eddy used to be the loneliest boy in the world
right now i dont intend to stop coming to afa
but you've got to realize that i didnt start going to afa for you to be critical of me
i didnt start going to afa for people to dislike me for my decisions
i didnt start going for people to tell me i'm not cool because i dont take my shirt off the moment ricky martin starts playing
i went to afa because it looked like fun
and it was
i dont know or care why afa has gotten the way it is
i'm not gonna try and solve this problem by naming names or coming up with wierd plans and policies for a better friday afternoon
maybe its just dying
like at the end of stand by me
or the sandlot
where they all went their seperate ways
its kind of like that
except we didnt leave
we stayed
and we grew up trying to hold on to our childhood
and we would have made it
but i guess we didnt
maybe we should just start over
as much as i'm in love with afa and i'm sad to see it in such a state
maybe its better for us just to meet up
all 6 or 7 of us
the people who've played fabio tag
and walk for a couple hours in the freezing cold
talking about old times
then we'll wander towards where peck playground used to stand proudly,
but now a small open space of gravel and weeds, with the occasional broken piece of particle board or wooden fencing lies disregarded,
and just shoot ourselves in the head.
i remember when the only reason we were together
was because no one else wanted to be with us.
there was so much unity
im gonna write some more about this later
because there's no way i can write all of what i feel in one sitting
so feel free to argue with me, agree with me, ignore me, or yell at me
but you know, i cant help but respect you alot more if you've trudged through the 4 foot snow, wondering if we'll ever make it out alive, with me.