| Cesspool of our youth  [+ favourites]
I had this posted on a different site...but hardly any replies. Hopefully I'll get some here.
What do you get when an old friend shows up in town with a full bag of zooms? A fucked up night of reflection and thought.
Tonight: Rez crawl: last rez party of the year.
After spending the entire night (or so I thought) chilling out and talking with a few friends in a room, I realize that its not even 10 pm yet. The party in the room gets shut down, and there is a wild stampede to another building of the Rez. I must admit, it was pretty sweet when I went to the bathroom and the walls turned pink and bowed in to me, like a vortex on every side. But when the sink tried to talk, I got back to the party.
Completly out of control. Upon pushing my way back into the room, we were greeted with 66's of rye and vodka being passed around. Then all of a sudden, WHAM. Lights go out..and thats when the fun really begins.
Girls came out of nowhere, wearing damn near as little clothing as possible, with black markers in their hands. Was it a competition to see who could get the most permanent marker on their skin? I am uncertain.
By the time you are old enought to leave home, you should have an idea of what you want to accomplish in your life, and your goal shouldn't be to waste as much money as possible and be as dirty as you can. Sadly, it seems like that is what the majority are striving for.
Guys - seriously, life isn't one big game of one-upmanship on your friends, seeing who can get the most ass. Try to find someone out there who you can actually talk to and not just get off with.
Girls - don't make yourselves seem so damn dirty! I mean, by dressing and acting the way that you all too often do, it presents a perception towards the guys that says "Hey, we're here for the taking."
A few good examples of this - my one friend has always been a huge player. Of course, one of my other friends had to fall in love with him, despite my recommendations that it would turn out horrible in the end. After they dated for almost a year, they both moved up here for school, and after a few months they broke up; the guy just didn't want to be tied down at all. Knowing this was going to eventually happen all along, I tried to tell the girl to just leave it go. However, for some reasons she just can't. Its been over 4 months since they have bene together, and every single time they're out in the same general vicinity they fight which eventually leads to her crying and him getting angry and breaking shit.
In retrospective, my other buddy was up here for the weekend, and we were talkin at the party when who do we see? His ex-girlfriend. All over some other guy. Seeing as the 2 (my friend and the girl) had never really broken up, it kind of bothered him. Eventually, she came up and said hi, but only stayed for a few minutes before going right back to the other guy. Some people just don't realize that their actions lead to reactions, in this case my friend being incredibly sad (x10 cuz of the z00ms) for the rest of the night.
Our youth cycles, for most people, around having a good time. A large percentage of the mass is just out there looking to get laid; the sentimental guys (and girls) seem to just get indelibly hurt. It leads to a lot of jading to people who actually think of the opposite gender as more than a piece of meat, when they are treated as one themselves.
There is at least two paths to every single thing that occurs in our lives; most things that happen (whether good or bad) to us are as a result of, in effect, luck. The person who cares may never meet that someone meant for them simply because they slept in one day and didn't get to school on time; they didn't go out for supper one night; or they somehow just so missed their oppurtunity. This brings up the whole fate argument..which im not gonna get into because this is way too long already.
By choosing one path and not the other, no matter the magnitude, the face of our lives are forever changed every day. By educating yourself to make the best possible decisions, hopefully it all works out in the end.
If you actually read this entire thing, its quite possible i jumped around or was very choppy in some parts. I guess what I'm saying, at the end of all this, is that IMO no substance that exapnds your capacity of thought is really a bad thing, as long as you're careful. Through an absurd amount of luck or chance, our lives shape up uniquely - good or bad.
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