[spent sixteen years gettin loaded sixteen years till his liver exploded....]
now what are all these chicks going to do now that they can't drink? hmm... i've spent the past few minutes browsing myspace... checking out some pictures... i don't know. seems to me that most of it is just chicks my age with beers and ciggarettes in their hands partying it up. i didn't really take the time to check out what their profiles had to say about themselves and i'm sure they're fine people who enjoy a little fun now and again, but it just makes me wonder why it's so important to post a new picture from the last big party where you got trashed at... [i ended that sentence all wrong] i'm not placing any judgement really. just something i've been noticing. but i guess really if you're having a great time you want to share it with everyone... i have a great time at home taking pictures of us and post them. not much difference. i'm not trying to impress. i'm sure they're not either? maybe i'm just worried about these people... a little... not too much. i'm still pretty young and these girls aren't much older than me if not younger... i can't imagine my life with all of that in it. i remember over the summer how complicated things were just by attending these wild places... i was quite sure that everything would die down by winter, but it seems like i'm the only one that took a step back. really... i have hardly spoken to the people i spent my summer with. did i change? i don't feel much different. i don't know... the cold makes me bitter.
- posted by angela @ 11:51 PM