Pissed: The Bad Beginning
I'm pissed. I'm pissed that you probably expect some happy la-di-da bull about how I woke up at 11, hung out with some people with names like Blaine and Chastity and went to the big party at Chad's house. I'm pissed that I can't figure out who I am, and especially pissed that the entire reason I'm pissed is probably just PMS. Dude, it's vicious-cycling pissage.
So, after reading a couple blogs I think to myself, "hrmm, maybe it would be fun to write to a bunch of random people and say things I might not ordinarily talk about." And then I read a couple more blogs, and see that they're almost all about how much this guy's new surfboard costs and this other guy justifying why he's being an irresponsible prick in his relationship. And I realize that noone actually wants to listen to me ramble about what actually goes through my head, like peer pressure and the media's effect on how we all think we should behave and the crazily overanalyzed thought processes that go through my head. And then I realized that I'm not writing this for you. Ok, it'd be cool if you read it and somehow got me better than before, but chances are you'll get bored after that first grammatically incorrect sentence up there (I'll let you figure out which one it is) and go on to something a little more "normal," so who cares what I write? Oh, and the chances are slim I'll even ever tell you if this exists...
random list:
*I graduated from "homeschooling" last year
*during this year off from schizool, I've been teaching Latin, flipping burgers, organizing hippie retreats, going to India, teaching more Latin
*sometimes I think everything about me is a paradox
*I don't believe I'm crazy at all, but telling people I'm nuts seems to help them feel better
*both my parents are shrinks. on second thought, maybe I am crazy.
*I type dyslexically when I'm tired
*I'll bet you $10 that dyslexically is spelled right even though it may not be an actual word
So, after reading a couple blogs I think to myself, "hrmm, maybe it would be fun to write to a bunch of random people and say things I might not ordinarily talk about." And then I read a couple more blogs, and see that they're almost all about how much this guy's new surfboard costs and this other guy justifying why he's being an irresponsible prick in his relationship. And I realize that noone actually wants to listen to me ramble about what actually goes through my head, like peer pressure and the media's effect on how we all think we should behave and the crazily overanalyzed thought processes that go through my head. And then I realized that I'm not writing this for you. Ok, it'd be cool if you read it and somehow got me better than before, but chances are you'll get bored after that first grammatically incorrect sentence up there (I'll let you figure out which one it is) and go on to something a little more "normal," so who cares what I write? Oh, and the chances are slim I'll even ever tell you if this exists...
random list:
*I graduated from "homeschooling" last year
*during this year off from schizool, I've been teaching Latin, flipping burgers, organizing hippie retreats, going to India, teaching more Latin
*sometimes I think everything about me is a paradox
*I don't believe I'm crazy at all, but telling people I'm nuts seems to help them feel better
*both my parents are shrinks. on second thought, maybe I am crazy.
*I type dyslexically when I'm tired
*I'll bet you $10 that dyslexically is spelled right even though it may not be an actual word
posted by Alex at 11:55 PM
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