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It's just a football game... Tonight was nice. Since Kristen and I decided that we had a lot of catching up to do, we went and grabbed a Starbucks and sat inside for a while talking. We decided that it was too cold inside Starbucks so we went over to that park thingy by Schimplefinig (spelling?) Library and got attacked by hungry ducks...haha and being the sympathetic people that we are, drove over to some random Kroger and bought 99 cent hot dog buns (b/c we're cheap like that) and went back and fed them. After running out of bread, we just sat there and talked until any trace of sunlight was gone. Sitting there and talking was the best feeling ever. Everything today seems so corrupt. I would love to travel back in time and live life as teenager during the days that my dad grew up in. I love hearing those stories of "when I grew up." Things back then seemed so much simpler...so much more traditional. Look at us now...we sit here starring at some fucking screen for hours having pseudo relationships with people. It's riddiculous. My dad grew up in a small town in Texas (Pampa) where everyone knew everyone else. He tells the greatest stories of stupid things he did with his friends and Friday night football games. And as much as things haven't changed since then, it's the little things, ya know? The fact that now-a-days we can't even walk the streets safely at night. The fact that I live next door to people and don't even know their names. It's funny almost....how warped society has become. I guess this is my cynisism for the week, but seriously...I would love to see what it's like to grow up "back then." Have you ever seen The Wonder Years? I loved that show...I wonder if they still show it on Nick at Nite. Or October Sky! That was the best summer reading I've ever had to read. Growing up just isn't the same now. *sigh* ok...I'm done pouring out my heart into my diary for tonight. I guess sometimes a meaningful chat with someone can go a long way....you don't even realize. On a different note...my boyfriend is under some sort of house arrest now. *sigh* Another reason to catch up with old friends and get stuff done this week. Take a look around and appreciate what you have...or what you don't realize you have. It's little times like this when the world is truly beautiful. All my love, Jen |