Monday, April 14, 2014

thinking about Thai food.

High school is no longer a place for your brain to be to be filled
its king of the hill it's highs and thrills its plotting and kills.

They told us to come here with a happy attitude and smiles streaked across our insecurities but when they let the monkeys go free in the zoo no one actually gets to see what they paid for.

Netflix is cool to brag about if that's what you did all weekend but nothing feels worse than nonexistent missed calls and empty ice cream and broken lungs.

high school is supposed to train us to learn and to study and plan, but how many common sense tests have you taken and did you study for this final today? I don't know how to learn anymore than when i stepped through the door because if your mind is empty you let things go in and that concept is how Satan's favorite for sin and you can still make the shot if you bounce off the rim so why limit the minutes you learn in a dim,   low light setting?
we had to learn to use the dark for photography and lights were just accents and maybe that's why electives aren't where you learn the stuff you'll need later on in life.
but maybe they disguise those lessons as fun for reverse psychology. those bastards. the school system knew what they were doing all along, but did you?

 How many AP classes are you taking and also how often are you buying under the counter "medications?" There's a seed that's planted in our cracked clay soil and it's not a weed but the flower ain't that pretty and it's a hell of a lot of work and the fruit is bitter and only grows once and we let it stay to fill the empty so we can pretend we filled our brain with the quadratic theorem and the anti-derivative of a natural log.
 not things like how many shots it really takes to lose beer pong and how often does Walmart change out it's potato salad and did you sleep last night because i sure as heelll didn't.

My mom gives me pills but that's all our generation is anymore:
Pills and problems and people who vote for Obama because his poster was cool and black guys are good at basketball.

and I wish we could all leave happy valley for a year because Provo isn't going to fill our empty brains with street smarts and fighting tactics nor will Logan give us a leg up in the job market against someone who works Sunday's. 
and I'd like to go somewhere with my life and maybe that's not possible anymore.

5 comments:

  1. "its king of the hill it's highs and thrills its plotting and kills."

    woah

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  2. Amazing. So freaking amazing. This portrays high school exactly. Great job.

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  3. "those bastards"

    I loved every word of this.

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  4. This was such a great post. Like, read at least 4 times great. You are an amazing writer and I loved this post.

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