People don't communicate. I used to think that it was only guys that had communication issues. Typical stereotype. I have met some men very good at communicating what they wanted. The typical person doesn't have the courage to just speak up for themselves. I began to wonder, why is it that people don't just speak up?
After some recent 'field research' I've determined why no one will speak up. Nobody knows what they really want in life, what their passion is. They arent passionate about their lives. They dont realize that, ultimately, they make the decision where their life goes. Figuring out what you're passionate about is a step in the right direction.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Monday, August 7, 2006
Emo Anorexia
After contemplating how to spend our Saturday night, Natalie, Kacey and I decided upon some local "Battle of the Bands" being hosted by that new coffee/art house VERVE. Sounded cool, but as can be expected, it turned out to be a bunch of emo teens, mostly ranging in age from 13 (shocking!) to at the most, 17.
After standing around on the sidelines, debating whether or not to leave and do something better with my time, we spotted a familiar face. Yes, it was the attractive/super-cool guy who waited on my friends and I at our usual Friday ladies lunch. We (meaning I) decided to stay. There were super cool kids there, but it wasn't as much fun, because we couldn't say they were hot. Come on, they weren't even legal. (Not that they need be [we don't do those sort of things]) (too many parentheses).
Perusing all of the teens that were out, we noticed a trend in the guys clothing. Very tight black jeans, reminiscent of 'My Chemical Romance'. Natalie and I decided that we need to be able to wear pants such as these at least once. To be emo posers for just one day. To do so, both of us need to become anorexic. Thus, the birth of the Emo-Anorex Diet.
The plan is to eat nothing, and then after we become deathly/skeletally thin, we will wear our emo pants for one day. Soon after, we will eat only fruits and veggies, hopefully to regain our health/become a bit more normal. (I'd like to point out that we are not actually going to do this, it was just a scheme, the product of not enough to do on a Saturday night). Hint-hint!!!
After standing around on the sidelines, debating whether or not to leave and do something better with my time, we spotted a familiar face. Yes, it was the attractive/super-cool guy who waited on my friends and I at our usual Friday ladies lunch. We (meaning I) decided to stay. There were super cool kids there, but it wasn't as much fun, because we couldn't say they were hot. Come on, they weren't even legal. (Not that they need be [we don't do those sort of things]) (too many parentheses).
Perusing all of the teens that were out, we noticed a trend in the guys clothing. Very tight black jeans, reminiscent of 'My Chemical Romance'. Natalie and I decided that we need to be able to wear pants such as these at least once. To be emo posers for just one day. To do so, both of us need to become anorexic. Thus, the birth of the Emo-Anorex Diet.
The plan is to eat nothing, and then after we become deathly/skeletally thin, we will wear our emo pants for one day. Soon after, we will eat only fruits and veggies, hopefully to regain our health/become a bit more normal. (I'd like to point out that we are not actually going to do this, it was just a scheme, the product of not enough to do on a Saturday night). Hint-hint!!!
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