selling out.
I remember when I used to laugh about my friends wearing mis-matched socks to class or when we would go to the bar and eat 25 cent wings on a Tuesday because we couldn’t afford anything else. I sure as hell was not going to give up my alcohol budget for the weekend for real food. I worried about getting an A and getting laid that weekend. I used to babysit my friends when they would trip while I downloaded mp3s for free on the campus server.
(f you lars. seriously. no really. f you.)
Now I have a job. I have loans to pay. I have an expensive bag to shove all my manila folders in. I decide whether I should for the half Windsor today.
People tell me I’m supposed to give up my teenage / college rebellion in favor of more “appropriate” ideologies.
I don’t want to. If those feelings of anti-establishment made my day less than a few years ago, why should I give them up now? (On the polar opposite, the term “gruppies” strikes fear in my heart as well, but I’m going to save my hipster haterade for another day.)
It’s not like I want to be Dash Snow or anything. I just don’t want to be another burberry clad man holding onto my longchamp bag waiting for the 4/5/6 to midtown.
yeah… quarter-life crisis sucks ass.
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I couldn’t link from Xanga cuz they only let “Premium” users do that, so I made a new blog here. GREAT! One more site to fuss around with when I’m bored.
I think I’m approaching mid-life…then again, I could get run over on the way home. But this is the thing. If we allow ourselves to change because of societal pressures, we no longer deserve the “I” we created. We’ll always have outside influences, and maintaining that “I” (“I” for individual?) might be tough-going sometimes, it might even require occasional compromise in order to eat, but it’s worth it…at least from my point-of-view, to remain true to ourselves first. I prefer self-respect to a crowd of “friends.”
Enjoy Chicago or wherever you’re going…