Sick and tired
So time for another rant. Now surprisingly, this one isn't about church. It's about people. People I know. Why is everyone changing so much? What's with the people that I had such a good time with only a few months ago? And WHY does life seem to suck so much for them? I was listening to a Chris Rock clip today, (Which was pretty funny) and he said something about how the only kids who commit suicide are rich, spoiled white kids. When I think about it, it's kinda like my "friends". The only ones bitching about life seem to be the ones that live in the big homes, that go to good schools, everyone seems to like them, that kind of stuff. (School and church friends) So why, must I ask, does your life suck so much? Maybe it's because family life is rough, or friends seem to slipping away, or the ever so present excuse, "Nothing seems to be going good right now". Then you ask them, "What is wrong?" and they answer you with, "Oh, nothing". Then they rant about it on LJ or Xanga and it makes you sick to your stomach because you feel like you can help those people if they just stopped being so fucking stubborn and opened up a little. Sometimes, I just want to say "Shut up and grow up". But that would be "insensitive" because I have "no idea what they are going through". And you know what? I don't know what they are going through. I don't understand how some kids living in Troy, Michigna, which is one of the richest cities in the fucking state, seem to complain and bitch about life more that any of the kids that I knew while I was growing up in Queens. I think that's the difference between Michiganders and New Yorkers. The people here bitch and whine about a lot of retarted crap (I do too) and never think about the positives. Think about where you LIVE. Think about what you HAVE. I mean, when I first came here, I was so fucking jealous of all these kids who lived here in their big ass houses with their expensive fucking cars and there motherfucking big screens. Oh, how I longed to have those material things. And yet, I still find that I'm happier as a middle class citizen, whose parents work their asses off just so we can get by, while my upper class "friends" seem to encounter emotional problems every five minutes. It amazes me. And while we're talking about parents, I respect and love my parents. I adore them no matter what. I know how hard they had to work so that we could get by. So that's why I try my best. All of my "friends" just absolutely love to bitch about how "fucking gay" their parents are and how they "won't ever understand" what "pain" they are going through. Um..yeah ok CUT THE SHIT. Why in the world do you think you live with the luxuries that some can only dream of? Who do you think busted their ass to make sure you were as comfortable growing up as humanly possible? Who do you think would cut off their arm if you needed one? Yeah. Your parents. Learn to respect them, because they never fall from you, you fall from them. I don't know, I guess that through the trials and tribulations of life, I realize just how pissed off I get when my "friends" just can't seem to shut up about how bad life is. Life is beautiful. At least you're still alive. I don't have many real friends, but I have a lot of "friends". But I'm thankful for the friends that I have, because they'll kick me in the ass if I need it. My real, true friends are worth it, no matter how many I have. To all of my friends that might read this, think about it. Don't just get pissed off and explode in a fit of rage. Just think about what I'm saying for two seconds, and maybe you'll realize that life doesn't suck, it's just that you're being freaking morons.
-Josh
-Josh