Ever send a text message to the wrong person? I did:
"I'll give it a good sniff check when I get back to the room...admit it, you want butt in your hair."
Taken out of context, what would YOU do if that just showed up on your phone?
I put this in my journal back in Feb of 05. I thought it was an interesting entry when read in conjunction with one just recently posted in Imagesinwords' journal.
Read here.
I don't remember being an angry, spiteful teen. Ok, so, it was a while ago, so maybe I'm getting old and my memory isn't what it used to be. heheh
I've noticed, as of late, the influx of more and more teen-agers to the site. I'm talking about highschool aged teens, here, mostly. Maybe it's just the "subculture" that the subject of this website attracts, but it seems that there are a lot of kids out there who "hate" everything. They hate where they live. They hate thier parents. They hate school. They hate people AT school. They hate thier friends. (I'm still trying to figure that one out.) They hate thier brother, sister, cousin, uncle, mailman and dog. About the only things they don't hate are cats, rats and thier "one true love who I will die for and do anything for with no punctuation or capital letters because i love him/her so much."
Oh, and they don't seem to hate Brian Warner.
It really seems that these kids are miserable. Yeah, you're kids. Deal with it. You still live in your parent's house, eat the food they provide, go to school, borrow the car, etc. Kids. Still don't believe me? Well, here's the test:
I'm 34.
If the first thing that popped into your head was "Damn, he's old!" YOU are a kid.
Anyway, what's with all the angst? I don't remember having that kind of angst. I didn't hate. Well, I hated that girl that dumped me over the phone that one time. But, I mean, I don't think I can say that there was ever a time where I was scribbling "I wish my dog understood me! Noone understands me!" in my spiral notebook during Alegebra.
You think noone understands you, now? Wait til you get out of school into the "real" world. Then, not only do you have to deal with the fact that your boss doens't understand why you have 47 piercings in your face...oh wait...that's right...you couldn't get hired BECAUSE of the 47 piercings in your face. Oops. See, noone will understand you. Still. Life is just like that.
Ok, I'm starting to lose my train of thought, here and all the "good" stuff is coming unravelled. Let's get back to hate.
Why do you kids hate so much? I really want to know that? I imagine that some of you truly do have well and good reasons to hate. I have no doubt. Whatsoever. But, there is no possible way, statistically, that there can be so many teens who's lives absolutely SUCK that bad on this one web site. Are you all really THAT miserable and angry? I sure hope not. If so...well...you ARE the future of this planet. And, if none of you understand each other...well...the planet is kinda fucked.
Now that I have Deity's attention...
Check out the vid in images' journal. Just for you, girl!
https://www.vampirerave.com/journal_section.php?journal=imagesinwords§ion=personal
Deity Edit:
I'm late, but I'd still like to say that I ♥ you. :)
Pics of Darth Jackson can be found in my portfolio.
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