You, Me, 5 Bucks and Good Conversation

Friends, The bottom line is friends come and go just as often as the men and/or women we're sleeping with come and go. The trick is to keep the good ones as long as the universe allows us and enjoy their company. After high school ended lots of us drifted away from each other, whether because of a fight, the distance, an inappropriate request, or cause of change it is nearly impossible to keep every you'd like to keep in your life. Granted most of us had a bunch of people that after high school we never ever wanted to see again (these are the ones that happen to end up going to the same college as you and say hi to you every time you see them in the halls) but there are some people you'd like to keep in you life, who either don't feel the same or because of the situation you find it impossible to continue your friendship. One of the biggest things we all realize after high school ends is just how many friends we have based solely on geography. Think about it, half the people you hung out with in high school you hung out with because you went to the same high school. you went on the same bus, you had the same classes. So of course your going to ended up being friends. Only when you no longer have to see them or spend half an hour on a sweaty bus with them every day do you realize they either weren't that cool or that your friendship was based on nothing but getting drunk together and gossiping about the ugly french chicks in your home ec. class. On the bright side friendships change, they grow, they pass, they come back. Sure there are people you probably will be firends with for most of your life, but be realistic, nothing is forever, get used to it. So while you have your frieds, cherish them, be honest, be random, be yourself. They're like having a really cool fun family that you can get trashed with.

The Bane of my Existence

We all have different kinds of people that irritate us, some people severely dislike smokers, others people who stutter, and still other hate blondes. As for my self Id have to say none of the above (thought I do admit blonde chicks do tend to piss me off some times, but I don't loath them as a whole) what really pisses me off, to no end, is dumb people. So not as to suggest that I hate those who are lacking in academic skills I shall clarify. What really gets to me most of all is people with no common knowledge. To me that is the biggest crime.
Look I realize that some people (mainly those who have lived under large rocks their entire lives) might not have had access to TVs, Computers, Newspapers or knowledgeable parents during their upbringing (Catch the sarcasm there?) But for Christ’s sake there are just some things that every decent human being should know. Things like West Nile, Islam, Tadpoles and who Steven Spielberg is! If you think Vietnam is a kind of soup and that Michaelle Jean was on Loft Story, you are one of the people I am talking about and should be shot.
No but seriously, these people should be taken from society and re educated. Ok maybe I’m being a little extreme, but I seriously think high schools should teach common knowledge courses. Kids should know useful things, like presidents and capitals of foreign country, not who has the best chance at winning prom queen (which is another things that piss me off, honey, the real world doesn’t give a shit if you were prom queen. That’s not the kind of thing that’s gonna get you a job, unless you plan on showing your interviewer what a prom queen can do on her back...).
Now I don’t say this while assuming that I am all knowing, far from it, but I know enough to know that there are people out there much stupider than I, and that I can use words that take more than 3 syllables and I know what the word propaganda means, and YES! I can use it in a sentence (you laugh but I’ve seriously had to explain that last one to several people).

"If I had no morals, you and I would be PERFECT for each other!"

Spandex Wearing Vacuous Whore!

OH MY GOD. Chalk this one up on the things I will loath for all eternity, DUMB CHICKS IN TIGHT PANTS! And I'm not talking about those all the rage straight leg emo pants, I'm talking full on "I-miss-the-80's" ass tight legging yoga pants type-a things. And here I was thinking that tight pants only affected the circulation to the male brain, but no apparently it's a female thing too. How can these chicks think this fashion atrocity is sexy? I'll admit the fact that even if I wanted to (which I don't) pull of this look I couldn't, a fact that does make me a mild bit jealous... until she opens her mouth and VOILA! There's enough air in her head to fill a blimp and not enough brain to put on a cracker (there's a nice light snack for ya) you almost begin to wonder how she manages to breath and sit straight simultaneously. Then she tells you she hates your movie and that she knows prostitutes (her co-workers I'm sure who wear equally tight and ugly pants) all the while spitting in your face because her inability to form English words inhibits her from controlling the flow of her saliva. So the moral of the story is… dumb chicks in tight pants are prostitutes.


"If there's one thing I learned in high school… it's how to hot wire a truck!"

My exsistance stopped being a movie, Welcome to real life

While sharing a warm beer with my slightly intoxicated father under the stars the other day, I suddenly got this arcane view of the universe. I suddenly realized I was living real life. We were discussing my life and financial situation when I suddenly realized that I'm past the point in my life where everything is fixable by someone who is more responsible for me than myself.
I am legally/emotionally/personally responsible for everything I do and things will happen that before seemed impossible; people will leave me, people around me will get sick, people I know will die.. I will die, people my age will have children, old friends will get married and all these things will not only be talked about, but they will happen.
My childhood naivete and sense of being untouchable has completely evaporated. I no longer look to the future and think that any thing is possible and that all will be perfect. I see the obstacle,the happiness, the heart break, the sacrifice and the hard work the future promises.No longer is it vague and off in the distance, but it is specific, uncertain and less grand that I thought it would be.
"I'm gonna be somebody", isn't that what we all tell ourselves. but what is somebody? who or what defines what makes you somebody? is it money, power, fame, love, faith, security, other people, your parents? how do you know when you have become some one? what do you do after you've become some one? QUIT? What if you end up being some one you never wanted to be? What if what I become is less then I expected for myself?
My honest to god greatest fear is to one day wake up next to a husband I don't love with a job I hate living a life I don't want. That and deep water...
Maybe I'm jaded maybe I've just grown up, maybe I'll get used to this uncertainty, maybe I'm not supposed to.

Girls who give girls a bad name

Every group has one, shes the slutty chick whose dated all the good looking guys, played the nice ones, and strung along the rich ones just to get the love daddy wasn't giving her at home. Now-a-days she has no girl friends (she's either tried to fondle them or their boyfriends) and is probably one of the most damaged people you know, and yet she still manages to pick up!
Never mind that she might as well just strap a red light to her forhead (MM) cause she gets around so much, and shes played half of a guys friends, he'll still find a way to rationalize sleeping with her!
All your loser guys friends and every one else still drool all over her sporting permanent hardons every time she walks into a room.
Meanwhile the nice girls with headgear don't get nada!
Sadly enough this wont change till she either goes blind and crazy from the clap, her tits shrivel up and fall off or the guys around her reach mental maturity... I've looked it up, apparently it takes years, but they do eventually get there. She on the other hand will need years of intense therapy or an abusive boyfriend to keep her in line.

For those who take more than they give...

You know them, we all have friends like them, the are the people who drain so much from you, yet give you back nothing in return. I know what you're thinking, if they give you nothing in return then why are they your friend, well it's not always that simple. I'm not trying to imply that I need alot from my friends, but as long as I know the people I care about would do just about any thing for me I'm ok. Just the knowldge itself is enough for me. Sometimes we don't see bad people because they are so close to us. These people are the kind of friends that call you to spill their guts and insist that you listen intently, yet can't seem to focus when some thing important is happening to you. Some time we are just better friends to people than they are to us.

For those who have been dumped

Another one of the worst feelings in the world :BEING USED. Ya I'd have to say that this one hurts like a son-of-a-bitch. Cause when you've been used you've gotten your hopes up, AND they've reciprocated, so you figure your golden and that everything's gonna be Cinderella from here. WRONG! Many things can happen to throw this fairy tale to the dogs, maybe they freak out, maybe they didn't like you in the first place or maybe they're just emotionally unavailable and stunted. Either way it's a downward spiral of self doubt and pity for the person on the receiving end. Welcome to the real world, one day you think your perfect and the next day (to quote a friend) "All of a sudden your not good enough to suck his dick any more" (SLE). Either way, don't beat yourself up, it happend to the best of us. They'll get what they deserve in the end... which usual ends up being a nasty case of syphilis.