I got to see three free movies since my friend Endia works at a theatre.
Lemony Snicket's: So good. My new favorite childhood magic movie.
Polar Express: Very beautiful, but very, long.
the Aviator: It's an epic. What can I say?
Speaking of Endia... she never fails to find new ways to bug me. Be it trying to constantly one-up me, not listening to me dispite the fact that, that's one of her biggest pet peeves, calling me constantly like a stalker, or not talking to me for a few months because I didn't agree with her about something, even though she asked for my opinion.
Now, between the two of us, i've been the free minded rock chick, she's been the afro-centric hip hopper. But now she's asking for a list of my cds. Borrowing my various skull or stud decorated accouterments. Dying her hair half black, half orange.
I'm all for evolution.
I've gone through it myself.
But...
You don't know how many times she's said. I don't really like that kind of music. I wouldn't wear that. And now all of a sudden she must have a belt with three rows of pyramid studs.
Did I mention she stole my belt?
Did I also mention that she met a this little goth boy at work?
I think that has the heavier side of the scale about why she's doing this all of a sudden.
I think it just bugs me that she wasn't all that open minded to this as teenagers, when I was discovering new music and new clothes and new ways of thinking about the world around me.
I've been a work in progress for a long time. When everybody around me all about rap in the 80's, I was listening to bad metal, new wave and 70's rock. I felt like a freak. But, that's what I liked.
And here she comes and overnight she's this completely different person, Because of some guy.
And if that was't bad enough she claims to have liked this stuff before and she's trying to "reclaim" it. And she's now an expert and playing that I need to one-up you game.
Drives me up a fucking wall...
I know this sounds real high school, but really when I'm around this broad it feels like 10th grade.
I really need a job if this is all I sit around stewing about.
Lemony Snicket's: So good. My new favorite childhood magic movie.
Polar Express: Very beautiful, but very, long.
the Aviator: It's an epic. What can I say?
Speaking of Endia... she never fails to find new ways to bug me. Be it trying to constantly one-up me, not listening to me dispite the fact that, that's one of her biggest pet peeves, calling me constantly like a stalker, or not talking to me for a few months because I didn't agree with her about something, even though she asked for my opinion.
Now, between the two of us, i've been the free minded rock chick, she's been the afro-centric hip hopper. But now she's asking for a list of my cds. Borrowing my various skull or stud decorated accouterments. Dying her hair half black, half orange.
I'm all for evolution.
I've gone through it myself.
But...
You don't know how many times she's said. I don't really like that kind of music. I wouldn't wear that. And now all of a sudden she must have a belt with three rows of pyramid studs.
Did I mention she stole my belt?
Did I also mention that she met a this little goth boy at work?
I think that has the heavier side of the scale about why she's doing this all of a sudden.
I think it just bugs me that she wasn't all that open minded to this as teenagers, when I was discovering new music and new clothes and new ways of thinking about the world around me.
I've been a work in progress for a long time. When everybody around me all about rap in the 80's, I was listening to bad metal, new wave and 70's rock. I felt like a freak. But, that's what I liked.
And here she comes and overnight she's this completely different person, Because of some guy.
And if that was't bad enough she claims to have liked this stuff before and she's trying to "reclaim" it. And she's now an expert and playing that I need to one-up you game.
Drives me up a fucking wall...
I know this sounds real high school, but really when I'm around this broad it feels like 10th grade.
I really need a job if this is all I sit around stewing about.
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Happy, Healthy New year, kid.
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