dance spot #3 courtesy of danijo: here
oh the air is a-buzz with SAT talk and other three letter words-
my motto: high school is just boring crap that you have to get through and do well in so the rest of your life can be happier i.e. far far away. so sometimes i see people having lots of fun. “cool” people too i mean not stereotypical cool but fitting my definition of cool, even. at least to the untrained eye because they usually turn out to be disappointing, they are only wankers with a sugary shell of cool. which means we have nothing in common-at least nothing that really matters in common. no more will i be mislead by someone who likes the same band or wears the same shoe as me! i find out these say nothing about them and i wonder if i am also quite anti-climatic to them as vice-versa. i mean who has that much fun in high school AND graduates? but there is a hope, much like a concert that has horrific opening bands but you still stand there waiting through it, sometimes even feigning dance because it’s a way to kill some time- to see your beloved singer that comes out last. i’d like to believe that college is my oberst. that way i feel okay about my current nolifeness and when i get bombarded with NHS, SATs etc.. i’d love to fuck it all and go “alternative”. beat the system. i dont have the guts. if doing this rubbish is the sure way to get away from some of the wankers and wankish customs of high school, i’m so on it.
>< now i’m the one who sounds like a wanker; please contradict me. but my morbid motto does make me happier?