Wednesday, April 22, 2009
hump day has come again
its hump day and another man made label applied for today earth day.
i remember when i was in 7th grade and i was very much the next environmental activist in the making. i got a lunch box- that was not something anyone had done since what like 1st grade... no i am sure the lunch box thing waned by about third grade- after that it was either the school lunch on a tray or your brought nasty ness in a paper bag.
so i had this plastic lunchbox that was more mature then your metal early elementary lunch box and it was blue with a yellow handle and yellow detailing. the thermos was as all lunchbox thermoses seemed a bit shit and a bit leaky and the way the mpisture gathered sometimes made it smell awkward around the rim.
so this was not something that was done at this age.
this was the same time of new kids on the block- and i didnt listen to that shit either..another strike away from conformity. i also didnt do the sheild of the white trash hairsprayed up in a fan bangs that most girls were at least hinting at with their hairs.
i have never fit in - and unitl recently got off on that.
recently i guessi have found it more sad-
the fact of being surronded by people but inside the lil voice saying "i am alone"
i guess the only thing recently that has changed is talula- and my lone wolf self thinking i need to change and make poots feel like its all about participation.
i dont know why.
the desire to feel connected.
?
anyways in the 7th and 8th grade i was able to tune out the harpy comments and what people thought of me- at least til i got home and could cry alone.
most of the time.
that was just the beginning of the disconnect though highschool further batted it in through.
BUT i have to say this- if i had lived- if i lived as people around me in their social groups and their peer pressure opiniones if i followed their rules and their lead well i would be a fat meat eating obstinate fucker that at a push only cared about myself.
and myself is usually the las thing i care about in the grand scheme.
so on this earth day -
well i will continue to do my bit with or without social prompting -
and good to see everyone else has caught up to a though process i was involved in as a preteen congrats.
i remember when i was in 7th grade and i was very much the next environmental activist in the making. i got a lunch box- that was not something anyone had done since what like 1st grade... no i am sure the lunch box thing waned by about third grade- after that it was either the school lunch on a tray or your brought nasty ness in a paper bag.
so i had this plastic lunchbox that was more mature then your metal early elementary lunch box and it was blue with a yellow handle and yellow detailing. the thermos was as all lunchbox thermoses seemed a bit shit and a bit leaky and the way the mpisture gathered sometimes made it smell awkward around the rim.
so this was not something that was done at this age.
this was the same time of new kids on the block- and i didnt listen to that shit either..another strike away from conformity. i also didnt do the sheild of the white trash hairsprayed up in a fan bangs that most girls were at least hinting at with their hairs.
i have never fit in - and unitl recently got off on that.
recently i guessi have found it more sad-
the fact of being surronded by people but inside the lil voice saying "i am alone"
i guess the only thing recently that has changed is talula- and my lone wolf self thinking i need to change and make poots feel like its all about participation.
i dont know why.
the desire to feel connected.
?
anyways in the 7th and 8th grade i was able to tune out the harpy comments and what people thought of me- at least til i got home and could cry alone.
most of the time.
that was just the beginning of the disconnect though highschool further batted it in through.
BUT i have to say this- if i had lived- if i lived as people around me in their social groups and their peer pressure opiniones if i followed their rules and their lead well i would be a fat meat eating obstinate fucker that at a push only cared about myself.
and myself is usually the las thing i care about in the grand scheme.
so on this earth day -
well i will continue to do my bit with or without social prompting -
and good to see everyone else has caught up to a though process i was involved in as a preteen congrats.
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