Welcome to America! Step right up and sacrifice your individuality fpr a chance at wealth and power! Of course you don't get to choose what you do with your power or wealth- since you've blown your personality to bits- but you realized that already... didn't you?
You mean to tell me you thought you had a choice! That would make me laugh, if I remembered how! Now that you have cash you must be locked into as high-priced a home as possible, have stuffy parties for people you don't like, all while dressing uncomfortably in the latest fassion. So what if it makes your gut look enormous or your limbs appear flabby? It's designer, it's expensive, so despite the severe pain you have to smile anyway! So smile!
If you can't think of any other reason, and I'm assuming you can't, smile because you won't need to do this forever. You're expendable, you die eventually, and suicide is a constantly available option. Or you could smile because this anguish you go through to impress those you dispize will be the same agony they must indure to impress you. Meanwhile you can look at eachother and say "What succesful people!" and smile some more.
And while you're in a good mood just think- you will work all your life to keep everything in society precicely the way you hate it! If you spend any ammount of time actually thinking, which by the way I would advise against, you would notice a few things. Baseball for one- the dangerous steroid-infested pastime of the american unskilled. We're only all obese because of the nice hommade American Pie.
So be true to your colors:
Red- The emberrased blush of your huge mistake.
White- The color you turn when you see all your bills.
Blue- The immense sadness inside that you can never hope to express due to the designer clothing and the smile.
Ain't that America!
Hello and welcome.
I guess you could say I'm alright now....
but if you did it would be due to ignorance.
That... or a flat out lie.
I have recently made a firsthand discovery- Strep Throat is a very painful being. Of all people I think I caught the things from my dental hygenist. This may have been the worst possible week of my life to miss school- due to my Japanese exchange student Wakiko, My teachers who expect me to show around my Japanese exchange student Wakiko, and her teachers, who expected her to be shown around by me. Wakiko herself is a sweetie- I love her to bits- but she doesn't deserve a tour guide who hasn't been to school with her at all. She doesn't deserve to live in the same house as someone who is constantly coughing and falling all over the place. I just wish I could be a better hostess. Yeah, and it's also severely painful especially when attempting to swallow.
This was my vent.
I cried at night.
but only after she was asleep.
I tried to help.
It didn't work the way I planned.
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