2004-04-02 - 9:14 p.m.
i cant wait in vain for your love.
i was eating dinner with my grandparents and mother and we were talking abot my younger cousin's confrimation. my grandmother said how the bishop was talking about all the dangers that teens can run into these days...
first of all "these days" means nothing. there was pot "back then" (it was even legal.) there was alcohole, there was rape. there were jackasses who ruined stuff for other kids. its not much different now.
second of all its not that there is danger out there. its dangerous desisions that teens make. its the dumbasses that make stupid descisions that give all the rest of us bad names. its not dangerous for us, the danger elies in out descisions, one only we can make. and dont you think that we should just be able to live with that?
i was listening to rachel's anti-flag cd this morning on the bus becasue i figured i should give it back. it was all old school sex pistols sounding. but anyway. they have this song that goes "die for your government...die for yor country that's shit."
then i thought about it. and theyre right. why do we have to support something like that. isnt belonging to be a country like being on a team? well what if your team is the school yard bully who "looks out for everyone" but only if they get the benifits. teams are so dumb and they always were. why do we have to choose sides and play on teams, segregation? we cant we all just intergrate and meld to form one unit - still individual - yet fre for all.
why cant we?
our government sucks.
i was walking down the hall today arm and arm with cheryl and ian says "what is this - some love triangle" to whcih i replied "a pink triangle" and then i started singing "pink triangle" by weezer, im dumb she's a lesian..." later on in the day i was walking behind them and i ran up and smacked cheryls ass to get her back. ian started hitting cheryl's ass and blaming me, so i said "ian do you want me to smack yours too" so he goes, "sure go ahead" so i did. i think i hit his walet. i told him that cheryl's was better and he said i was just mad that his was more muscular. hmm. its so crazy.
its national poetry month. id be so happy if someone wrote me a poem. im going to write a really good one some time i think.
