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It recently came to my attention, that I’m immature, and angry. Further, this apparently is making it impossible for Andrew to remain friends with me. Then again, apparently I’m “looking for love” and will never find it because I’m too angry at the world because one of my girlfriends cheated on me, and broke my heart, thus turning me into the jerk I am today.
That’s all news to me! Well, maybe not the “jerk” part, I wholeheartedly admit that I can be a jerk, but its of my own volition and not the result of some tragic romantic love gone awry.
So, Andrew, for version 2.0 of what seems to be turning into a yearly farewell (remember when you became non-confrontational last year about joining the airforce and chose to lie about it and avoid me then? Sounds vaguely familiar, no?) I’m sorry that my “immaturity and anger” have been such a burden on you, and brought about another close to our friendship. Alas, there is only so much drama I can deal with each year, and as of today, I’ve reached my yearly allotment.
You’re welcome to keep the “Lighten Up” backpacking book, maybe it will help you at some point, and best of luck with the relationship pursuit with Mariah and any professional pursuits with your brother, hopefully they can offer whatever it is you truly need from life, since its clear that our friendship didn’t.
So Andrew, I bid thee adieu!
Everclear - Everything To Everyone
you put yourself in stupid places
yes i think you know it’s true
situations where it’s easy to look down on you
i think you like to be the victim
i think you like to be in pain
i think you make yourself a victim
almost every single dayyou do what you do
you say what you say
you try to be everything to everyone
you know all the right people
you play all the right games
you always try to be
everything to everyoneyeah you do it again
you always do it againyou say they taught you how to read and write
they taught you how to count
i say they taught you how to buy and sell
your own body by the pound
i think you like to be their simple toy
i think you love to play the clown
i think you blind to the fact
that the hand you hold
is the hand that holds you downchorus
spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
yeah why don’t you ever learn
spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
i wonder if you will ever learnwhy don’t you ever learn
come on now
do that stupid dance for meyou do what they tell you to do
you say what they say
you try to be
everything to everyoneyou jump through the big hoop
you play all the right games
you try to be
everything to everyonespin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
yeah you do it again
spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall…
i’m sitting here at my computer, contemplating my dad’s health which has been of concern for the past 2 days, and a good friend sends me a very interesting image… of an online dating profile page that happens to be of another friend of mine.
i love these things! how does my friend describe himself? does he call himself athletic and muscular instead of “anorexic-ally thin”? what about passionate and boisterous instead of “loud, angry, upset italian”?
oh, these things are usually great, i’ve gotta see this.
the first thing i see, is that he openly writes that he’s joined the air force. alright! this information is in fact something he has been trying to keep secret from me for a month, why, i don’t know, but it didn’t work, and i’ve known as long as he’s known, and frankly, i don’t really care. however, i’m sure he will be expecting me to make a big deal about him joining the air force, well, here it is…
“THIS IS A BIG DEAL”
right.
the second thing i notice are all the fun little half-truths, the ones we don’t even know we’re telling most of the time, like his not smoking (well, he doesn’t smoke regularly, but he does smoke) or his never doing drugs (do you explicitly mean schedule 1 drugs or do salvia and alcohol count?) oh alcohol, its a separate tab, at least he’s close and says “often” when in fact it should say “i’m a weak little alcoholic girl.”
ok, enough chiding, why the eulogy?
because apparently he laid our friendship to rest a while ago, so its time it had a proper burial.
ya know what brewskie, if its crap to you, that’s fine with me.
i hope the air force is everything you hope it isn’t, so that you will grow as a person in ways beyond everyones imagination. i hope you finally discover what really matters to you, and that you do it before march 27, because right now you’re just a lost little boy, and the military loves that, because it makes you easier to turn into a statistic and a tool.
i enjoy my personhood, and i will gladly choose being a poor, broke, homeless college student every-time over being a contrived, de-humanized tool for one of the most evil governments in the history of humanity.
most of all, i’m sorry that i respected you so much and for so long, when you clearly never respected me.
C’est la mort.
