9:57 p.m.
January 07, 2003
Goddamn you half-Japanese girls
Do it to me every time
Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello
And I'm jello, baby
But you won't talk, won't look, won't think of me
I'm the epitome of public enemy
Why you wanna go and do me like that?
Come down on the street and dance with me
I sat down at my computer, on AIM, and just wanted to shout about how much I missed them. It's been years. It was so great years ago and nothing has dimmed my opinion of you, and you're just good. This is what I've been feeling for the last few weeks.
I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
Ever since that one night, I knew where I was. I knew that I had lost all my friends because of the summer. Because of how terrible it was. Just thinking about it depresses me. Things had to change. So they did.
I asked you to go to the Green Day concert
You said you never heard of them (how cool is that)
How cool is that?
So I went to your room and read your diary:
Watching Grunge leg drop New-Jack through a presstable...
And then my heart stopped:
Listening to Cio-Cio San, fall in love all over again.
I had my priorities all out of whack. Until that one night, nothing was right. But that night, I saw something in my friends I had never seen before. It was the feeling that these people were the greatest people in the world. I almost felt like crying - it was such an incredible moment. Everything that made me doubt myself was gone, and I was invincible.
I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
Two days later, when I returned to normalcy, in a sense, and was so sure of myself, so strong, and so determined, the people who stood by me were the ones that should have. I received the exact reaction I wanted, and I became who I was again. I know that sounds dumb, but it's the truth. I tore away the awful, cynical, hateful person I had become and became a strong person, sure of himself morally.
How stupid is it? I can't talk about it
I gotta sing about it and make a record of my heart
How stupid is it? Won't you gimme a minute
Just come up to me
And say hello to my heart
How stupid is it? For all I know you want me too
And maybe you just don't know what to do
Or maybe you're scared to say: 'I'm falling for you'
This is the first time I could bring myself to say it out loud. From January to November, 2002 was the worst year I've ever had, but I'm stronger for it. I'm a better person for it. I have more of a will, I'm less hopeless and pathetic, and I will not be pushed around. I see when people are playing with me, trying to manipulate me to their advantage, and I know how to deal with it.
I wish I could get my head out of the sand
Cos I think we'd make a good team
And you would keep my fingernails clean
But that's just a stupid dream that I won't realize
Cos I can't even look in your eyes without shaking, and I ain't faking
I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon
The best part is that I no longer take BS from people. If they try to manipulate me with their BS, I'll laugh in their face. I did it yesterday. I'll do it again over and over. Because, y'know, when you start to see hypocrisy and manipulation, no matter how sincere a person seems to be, you can't side with them. No matter how sincere they seem. This isn't the movies.
I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
Thanks a lot. I don't owe anything to anyone but my friends. My real friends. And that's the way it is.
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
I'm a lot like you
And I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
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