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this is sort of a continuation of a previous post where i talked about idiots trying to over analyze teenagers, and their emotions. essentially i said that the bastards needed to back off and let us live, because they shouldn't try to predict the behavior of a certain age group any more than they should try to predict the behavior of a certain race. so anyway, i ran into a similar problem, with being a child of divorced parents. my parents are divorced, they live within an hour of eachother and my sister and i live at both their houses with shared time. there are all these books written about how to parent if you're a parent in that situation, or like books explaining how kids going from house to house are gonna feel about that situation. i mean, the fuckers are writing about when we're gonna scratch our noses! it drives me up the wall, cuz i know from talking to my friends who also have divorced parents, that every kid takes their parents' divorce very differently. apparently (according to those stupid books) it's common that kids think it's their fault that their parents are splits, but i never thought that, and none of my friends did either.... i've never met anyone who said they felt that way even when they were little. now that i'm older i couldn't care less that my parents are divorced, i mean yeah the schedule is royal pain in the ass, but i know that my parents would just argue all the time if they were still together. i think a lot of people don't take the problems of groups of people, like teenagers, or kids with divorced parents, seriously because "it's to be expected". especially with teenagers. for example, my little sister being a bitch gets me more pissed than it used to, and i need people to leave my the fuck alone more often than it used to be, but nobody takes those problems cuz every teen has those problems. well just because it's common doesn't make the problems any less painful for me. yup.

loove the streets

THE REPLACEMENTS

above are The Replacements being effortlessly awesome. "if you were a pill i'd take a hand full at my will and i'd knock you back with something sweet and strong"... love it. anyway, they covered Black Diamond by KISS.... in short their version was way way way way better than kiss' version. when the replacements do it it becomes so hard core punk rock, that there's no question. the best part is that it doesn't sound like a cover, it sounds like it was written for Paul to sing... and tommy to kill on the base. pretty awesome. nuff said.

check it folks. it's Fat Lip. this dude's pretty cool. most dudes rap about how great they are, the song "what's up fat lip" by... Fat Lip, is all about just how lame he is.... in the music video he's wearing a diaper and a trench coat, at night in some big city, with a big bottle of cheap whiskey, drooling. i think it's awesome... in another of his songs he talks about seeing this really hot girl who turns around and recognizes him, and says "hey that's what's his face". i loooove it.

i really like the city. i like the streets. i hate that the earth is getting killed, but i like to smell the pollution. i love to dance. i really love crowded school dances.

in an attempt to explain my love for books... and stories

ON THE ROAD BY JACK KEROUAC

this book is so good that i feel like is shouldn't be talking about it because i cant articulate my love properly. the writing feels really honest (ugh sorry for the ummm lameness). Dean Moriarty is the best. it's been said a million times, but when i read this book i'm wholeheartedly in 1947.... there's this part where Dean is talking about how hot this thirteen year old is going to be when she grows up, and sal (jack kerouac) tells him not to touch her. something about that is irresistible to me, that these characters have flaws just like real people and that they're weird and creepy and..... and they're like real people cuz they are real people. or when he describes a 3 day new year's bout of insanity where they all get super drunk and go from party to party and steal cars and pick up girls. the way he describes it and the passion with which he defends the insanity, and how he describes how they are all sharing misery, and sweating and drinking, and philosophizing. it reminds me of my passion for dances, and camaraderie.... it reminds me of being a teenager, it reminds me of how we all go to pizza shmizza for lunch whether we're popular or not... or how we all understand that it's us against society... and adults (some of them).... and conformity...
i love that Dean is constantly saying "yes yes mhm, ahm! yass yass yass!" i love it

that hardly makes sense even to me... what a tirade.





i just finished Breakfast at Tiffany's, by Truman Capote...i know it sounds corny but i both laughed and cried after and during this story. i really wasn't expecting it to be that powerful, what incredible writing. Holly Golightly is unbelievably awesome as a character... unbelievable. the book i read had a cover like this one:

mmmmmm. i also read House of Flowers, and A Diamond Guitar, also by Truman Capote. House of Flowers scared the shit out of me, it was creepy on so many different levels. obviously it was creepy because this woman kills her grandmother in law after the old lady is a total bitch. the old lady deserves it, but she comes back to haunt this woman Ottilie. well ottilie tells her husband and he (who has been so sweet up until now) says she has to be punished so that the spirit will RIP. so he ties her to a tree against her will, to stay there for the day while he is at work so that "all may see her shame". well then the ladies from her old whore house come to see her and try to get her to come back, but she says she's in love and she won't go with them, so she tells them to tell the towns peeps that she's dead. there's something so creepy that this girl is so in love that she is playing dead to all her old friends, and putting up with being tied to a tree. it reminds me of stories in the newspaper about ladies who are strung out on meth or something and kill their babies and stuff... that she would give everything up like that... scares me for some reason. lol strung out on love :) CORNY. also as she hears her husband coming she is still tied to the tree and she pretends to be dead to give him a scare. to me, that kinda implies that they are going to continue torturing eachother with little things like that for the rest of their marriage. A Diamond Guitar? deep story. very sad. oh so sad. i cried, then i moped and was grouchy for the rest of the day. then i lay on my bed in fetal position, and listened to music, and cried off and on. i could talk and talk about why it made me so sad.... but there are happier things that i want to talk about and i dont want to relive it.

i am so excited i could cry

on the same mall trip that we saw wolverine my dad treated us each to a present for finishing another fucking miserable school year.
so my treat was a book of prints of photographs taken by Robert Doisneau. the above picture is my favorite in the book. i love the "kiss one" so much i could cry. it is so so so so so so so so cool. the prints are made so that you can easily take them out of the book and hang them up, as i mentioned we're moving to crappy nowhere land, where i will have my own room, so this will cheer me up if i hang it in there. the picture makes me want to cry in a weird way, but a good way. hmph. how's that for exploration of emotions?

so my friend gave me the following books for my 13th birthday: Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger (love him), On The Road By Jack Kerouac (heard about this book tons), and Breakfast At Tiffany's by Truman Capote (i love A Christmas Memory).

they all look pretty awesom, but i chose to read On The Road first. i absolutely love it. he talks a bit about his sex life, but not gruesomely at all. people don't seem to understand that it is not sexual stuff that disturbs thirteen year olds, but the thought of physical harm coming to their own thirteen year old body. for example: i tried to read this book called Road of the Dead, about some girl who gets murdered, and then peeps try to kill her brother while he's investigating her death. that book was so so so fucking creepy! i barely got past the first three chapters.

my dad thought On The Road, by Jack Keroac would make me want to do things that i couldn't do as a thirteen year old in 2009, like hitch hiking across the country. honestly? that is simply not how my brain works. so many people think that teens are going to want to do whatever they see on tv, or read in a book, or see the celebrities doing. well i'm sorry, but that's just not how are mind works. as teens we are the best free thinkers, as well as the worst. the bandwagon, can sometimes be irresistable for a teenager, but honestly, we are not such sheep that just because some bad ass dude in a book did it, we're gonna suddenly turn into idiots and think we can do it too. pshhhhhhh we are a misunderstood group of people. i really don't know why adults in general tend to think they can fathom our ups, downs, ins, and outs. they're always saying themselves, that the teen years are the most complicated... well shouldn't that mean that the government, and teachers, and parents, and stuff should just back off and let us experience our complicated emotions. i know that adults were also our age once, but they say a thousand times "everyone moves at a different pace", or "it's different for everyone", so how the fuck can they know? ugh peeps just need to leave us teenage freaks alone and stop trying to analyze, and predect. there must be a reason why we've evolved to be this way at thirteen so let it run it's course.

WOLVERINE

my dad and my sister are all into X-men. i never really caught the bug, give me THE REPLACEMENTS, DEAD PREZ, KANYE WEST, ERYKAH BADU, OR TERRY PRATCHETT... i'll be ecstatic. i never really saw what was so great about the X-men. there are aspects that i think kick ass... but the stories to me, seem predictable, and the comics are almost always pretty hard core sexist... at least as far as the women's clothing goes. anyway the point is, i never really liked the X-men................................... UNTIL NOW!!!!!!!!!


we went to see wolverine and it kicked ass!! it was so so so so so so so so so so cool. omg i couldn't beleive it, i thought i would hate it... but no, it was absolutely awesome. the most bad ass part was when this one lady catches the sorta villain guy who has majorly fucked with her life, and her power is that she can manipulate peeps, so she's like "walk until your feet bleed, and then just keep walking.", incredibly cool.

alright this is the part where i spew adolescent angsty nonsense

i hate that cops are allowed to get away with insane things like:

black graffiti artist is caught grafiti-ing in a subway. he is strangled to death by a cop in front of 12 other WHITE MALE transit cops.

during the Battle In Seattle, during which protesters shut down a meeting of the WTO, a pregnant woman who has nothing to do with the protest is standing in a door way trying to stay out of the way while the riot breaks out. A who is running past, stops, and hits her HARD in the stomach with his nightstick. she miscarries.

in both instances the cops were never arrested or ANYTHING! and we here about tons of other situations just like these in the news almost every day. it majorly pisses me off that cops are allowed to get away with this shit. i know that i would probably be scared shitless if there were no cops, and they do a lot of good too, but honestly, it's pretty fucked up that there are people who would intentionally hit a pregnant lady on the police force.

i dont want to be friends with this girl anymore, because i absolutely hate her. she is an uptight, spoiled brat, rich kid. unfortunately all my other friends are friends with her, so i cant not be friends with her. also my possibly BEST friend jasmine, who i love like a sister, is going off to hightschool next year, and i wont be able to see her at school anymore!! i am so fucking sad about that, sad beyond fucking beleif. we have 6 more days in school together. i am gonna miss her so immensely. also that other bitch that i hate says i'm fucking "self righteous", this is especially ridiculous because she is self righteous x 10,000

not to mention the fact that i wanna go to this dance place called The Hoop, and dance my ass off to loud hip hop, but i dont have the body, or the self esteem....

i wanna be popular and get invited to those parties with drugs and booze, and dancing and making out. not that i would do the drugs or booze part.... neccessarily.... UGH....

AND ALSO NO ONE READS THIS POOR WRETCHED BLOG!