THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
Well....I am pretty tired.
Today was, if anything, excrutiatingly awkward.
It feels pretty aweful when it taked along time to feel normal around your own best friends. I mean really.
We;ve kinda grown apart in a lot of ways. I'm used to all my society-mocking ways. They aren't. They don't see me enough and aren't obsessed enough to really care. That really sucks. I'll be making fun of something and I don't even think they realize it.
I guess I'm just used to the sort of people at my school. We are a socirty-mocking-and-despising team. Really. I love them for understanding.
I did end up having a bit of fun. We went to go see some crappy movie at this mall for this chick's birthday. But this is no ordinary mall. This is the super-chic upper-high-class mall. It's kinda scary.
But they had a Borders so that's okay.
Anyway. I got dropped off at the mall an hour before the party and ended up buying an Anti-Flag CD out of boredom and the fact that it was my mom's money. That's always good.
You have no idea how fun it is to walk around a place like that listening to Anti-Flag, having purple hair, and wearing clothes that nearly resemble those of the boys at my school who generally fit into the "skater punk" stereotype.
You get a lot of dirty looks. And parents slowly guide their children away from you.
It was too funny.
Anyway....The girls at this party were scary. It was for a twelve year old whose sister is one of my long time best friends. I didn't know they made skimpy clothes taht small.
I mean, who lets their eleven year old show more skin that any sixteen year old has the right or decency to to?
I'll tell you who: the fucking rich assholes in that part of town.
I used to go to school up there. The bastards who bring hundred dollar bills to school on a fucking daily basis. Abnormality is not allowed.
I'm okay here I guess. I hate it, but better here than someplace like that.
Anyway....I have algebra homework that I have thus procrastinated. So...
farewell. I wish I could stay....