Just a booster shot of teenage angst.
by, 10-26-07 at 05:39 PM (522 Views)
Here I am, at home, 8:18 on a Friday night, the bass pounding across the street from my school... it's the Halloween dance. And I'm alone. Some of my friends are going, or went, or are still there, but I don't really care. I never really felt comfortable at dances. I mean, this is the Halloween one, so everybody's in costume, and just goofing around. I can hear them laugh as they come outside for air. But I still didn't feel up to it. I didn't want to get stuck in some awkward situation, or forced to dance with anyone. I'd end up by the wall.
I'm keeping my window open so I can listen for any songs I know. Of course, as if according to some highschool dance rule, all songs are upbeat and over-played hip hop songs from several years ago. Man, I'm being SO pessimistic. I could be having fun. I don't even have a straight excuse.
One of my friends wanted to get high tonight, just to see what it's like. I tried to talk him out of it, as I have feelings for him, and don't want any of my new friends to end up, well, end up like my old friends. But I have the feeling he will anyway.
I really like this: being able to talk about anything, without saying anything at all. It's a great way to vent. Even if no one reads it.
Sorry for the booster shot of teenage angst.