Why I Hate Teenagers (Warning: Rant may occur)

Say one thing they don't like and suddenly you're their worst enemy.

They are stereotyped (such as I'm doing now, I suppose. sorry)

They all think they're better than you. Or that you're no different from them. Or, more likely, too different from them.

If you're not like all other teenagers, you have to work even harder, not just because you're different, but to bear all the stereotypes people try to place on you. I do not like being "in style" and my eyes must not be "glued to the tv" whenever there's a hot guy on.

Being different, caring about different things, it's too hard to relate to teenagers. I think about different things I talk a different way. I don't want the same kind of relationship with a guy or girl that they all want.

Their crap is taking over my tv. what happened to quality?

They always say they want to talk to you, but then they never actually do unless they have something they want to complain about. But there's nothing there if you want to talk about anything.

Q: Can I please talk about something serious without it turning into a sex joke?
A: No.

Q: why do i know what i want to do with my future and yet seem stuck here with no direction?
A:... something to do with teenagerdom.

Teenagers could take a course in "nothing is so funny it needs to be shoulted in the halls"

I am stuck taking classes I don't want to take so I can go to college. Unfortunately, so are other people, who don't have the same college plans i do. Let the "shut the fuck up" fest inside my head begin

There is no way for me to explain to teenagers how I feel about anything. I relate to people who are about 10 years older than me at least. I love them all, but it's hard to hang out with them a lot. They have lives. The kind of life I want to have where things get done that matter.

Ignorance is a teenager's best friend. And my worst enemy.

You are not invincible. And we can hear you at about 50 decibles lower than the voice you speak at.

One word: fickle.
GET OVER IT. MOVE ON.

They always try to make you feel like you're not good enough. Are you?

If I'm Dreaming my Life

Was she never there/here?
Was she ever?
Was it air she breathed?

At the wrong time
Oh-oh
Oh-oh

All the flowers so
From the gallery
With the hymns of night
Singing "Come to Me"

CHORUS
At the wrong time
On the wrong day
All the lights are fading now
If I'm dreaming all my life (x2 second time)

Just one living chance
When the mother sighs
When the father steps aside
At the wrong time
Oh-oh

VERSE (here)

CHORUS
Was she ever?
Was she ever here?
If I'm dreaming all my life
If I'm dreaming all my life away

Dreaming my life
Dreaming my
Dreaming my
Dreaming my
Dreaming my life
Dreaming my life away
Oh-oh

REPEAT
Dreaming my life
Dreaming my
Dreaming my life away
Oh-oh
~*~"If I'm Dreaming my Life" David Bowie

So I'm in the hotel in Souix City Iowa on my way back home. This new computer is pretty awesome. Not too much to say, just checking in. I'm not sure how our internet will be working when we get home, so I gotta get on now while I can. Today was nothing but a long day in the car. Tomorrow shall be the same. It's often good writing ispiration though.

Just in case you missed it, I posted some new poems and stuff. Click Wicked Little Town in my links. Lemme know what you think. All for now.

Love to all cause love is good!

The Gifts of the Magi

And though I will not swear a vow
That all I tell is true
I swear it all could happen now
To you

I can stop a clock
Make the sun appear
Fill a city block
Freeze a single tear

Are we fact arew we myth
We will answer you with
Just one
Look and you will see
Hope is all aglow
Dreams of what can be
Settle like the snow
You're about to know
Of the gifts of the magi.
~*~"Gifts of the Magi"

In honor of a cute show and an amazingly talented and loving cast... Gifts of the Magi is the show I was working on this past month or so. It's hard to believe I met those 6 people (well, I already knew some of them) all of 6 weeks ago. I feel so close to them now. I miss them all a lot.

So for those of you who don't know, I'm in South Dakota visiting my grandparents for the holidays. I will, however, be leaving tomorrow so as to be home in time for New Year's Eve partying. *no promises of innocence*

Got my new apple powerbook last week, it is amazing and a great releif. That old computer (almost 6 years guys, depressing) was driving me insane. It couldn't do anything. Even the connection to the printer was screwed up. Ugh. But the new one is fabulous. It's nice to actually be able to use iTunes now. My iPod became my best friend on this trip.

Very glad to be on break, finally. Finals went ok. I set the curve for my chemistry and ap bio finals, of all things, and as far as I can tell, should be keeping my straigt A record. I really didn't think I was going to pull it off this semester. But now, nothing to worry about for 2 1/2 weeks. Except the bio homework and history project and english assignment. Whatever. They're all half done. Car time is an amazing thing... All 1000 miles of it on the way here, and starting tomorrow 1000 miles back. I've started writing and interesting bit of philosophy of my own; I'm not sure how much sense it makes, but whatever. Feels good. Inspired by the journal Scott gave me, so thanks for that.

This may or may not be my last post for 2005. I hope to at least post on New Year's Eve, but we'll see what condition I'm in. I'm psyched for some fun. lol. Ok well much much love to all. Hope you had a great year! BTW/FYI I posted some new poems and stuff... click the Wicked Little Town link to check it out.

Love to all cause love is good!