urgh. i rediscovered some of my high school friends through livejournal and found that they're still around fifteen years old, with stupidity, sloppy houseparties, breeding, and tediousness abounding. i'd like to seize them by the throat and let them know how utterly pointless their lives are, and that no, top 40 radio is not the end-all and be-all of music, but it wouldn't make any sense, because they are too far gone. how can someone really feel the need to take a picture of a vending machine and the candy bar they bought that day? or of them eating chinese food?
why? just, why?
it makes me want to make them feel badly about themselves because it's frustrating to see that degree of emptiness in my 'peer group', but they wouldn't even be able to grasp a complex idea.
and they wonder why they are know as 'stupid americans'. sometimes i really wish we hadn't moved here.
but... moz lives here.