Oh my God, my poor blog. I'm so sorry. I've left you to collect dust in the corner of the internet! I haven't forgotten about you, I swear. I hope you don't end up having abandonment issues and end up needing to see a therapist. That would suck balls, ya know.
I haven't done a rant in awhile. (Actually, I haven't been doing much of anything in awhile.) So, to get this blog back up and running, I'm going to rant about teenagers. Because its what I feel like bitching about at this moment in time. Deal with it.
Alright. People. No, that is too general. Teenagers of Missouri. Yes, that is something I know alot about. You know how that when you're fourteen or so, everything is either really, really fabulous, or really, really, dismal? And how you only think its either of those extremes because your hormones are raging at a fast pace? Yes, I'm sure you all do, because you're either living it or have lived it. If you haven't, get the fuck out. No really. I'm serious.
Most of these kids are dicking around with pot and alchohol, which alot of kids experiment with during their time in school, and they're dating the "hawtest chick evarr!!!11one!11!" And its all plastic and meaningless and just generally so fucking retarded it makes my head want to explode. This drama, all this shit that's so important right now, in this moment, isn't going to matter next year, in college, in your entire life. Its infuriating, how people get so worked up about the lamest things and cause others around them to suffer because of them.
But heres the thing about being a teenager in Missouri, every once in awhile, you hit a gold mine. If you dig through the dirt of school whores and the rubble of people's lives crumbling apart for the public to gawk at, you find some people, some awesome people, who actually know what the hell is going on. They know what to bitch about, they know what to let go. These people, these gems, these ... these... nerdfighterlike (for lack of better word) people, make these years more bareable. They've been through shit. Heartbreak, actual heartbreak, loss, anger, danger, lives fraying apart. Joyus times, life, love, friendship, the good times that make people say that the teenage years were the best times of their life. Its that handful of people, that make me beam out, make me write so passionately, actually make me give a flying fuck about you, the reader. I know this effects you. It may be confusing, disconnected, stupid, but I don't care. This is a personal entry. These kids, these Missouri teenagers, they're amazing, and make this life memorable.
I'm sure you all have these people. You may not even speak to them often. They may be your best friends. But, no matter who they are, you know who they are. You know who these diamonds in the rough people are in this sea of madness. They're your life-line. I know they're mine. And I wouldn't give them up for anything.
~Kayla "Sir Prize" Everett
Quote of the Day: "I'm glad I found someone, somone who doesn't make rude remarks and actually flows. Even if it was in the form of an unlikely friend." - Joe.
Song of the Day: When Two Become One - Atreyu
