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 Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 10:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 11:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 8:25 am
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Nietzsche What if some day or night a demon were to steal after you in your loneliest loneliness and say to you: “This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence—even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again—and you with it, speck of dust!” Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: “You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine!”
I don't mean to say that you should have a prom- that supposedly once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What comes once in your life isn't the party, but celebrating your graduation- however that may be. There's nothing really special about prom in and of itself. What makes it special would make it so for people who enjoy large parties and social situations. Can't you make your parents understand that you are not one of them and would rather spend the day out with friends and family?
You don't have to throw fits and tantrums; just sit them down and calmly explain the situation, what would make the experience not so enjoyable, call out any of society's cliche's that they throw out down there and respond with the reality of the situation. Maybe it'll be more special to invite a handful of friends or just have a night out to dinner with family.
The only thing I enjoyed about my prom night is taking my sister (who was having her junior prom) and our best friends out to Chili's. We had some fun conversation, teased each other until we were passed out, drunk with sarcasm while our friends died of lung failure. Our voices were hoarse for almost two days after.
But don't let yourself be whisked away to an event you know makes for a shitty evening. If the choices you made, you'd have to live with again and again, for all eternity: would you not rather make most of that excuse to celebrate things properly? Hell, if I were there I'd scold you and your parents and smack you all out of the houses to the nearest Margarita's. It's an awesome mexican restaurant... @_@ God, am I seriously craving some bean burritos and fajitas. |
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:04 pm
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First of all
I dun't like Mexican food
Secondly, you don't think I've tried all that?
I wouldn't be here ranting about it if I could seriously do something about it
ranting is a last resort to help me move past things I can't change.
I'm expected to go, if not for myself, then for my family.
It's like getting married. No matter how much I would hate an expensive ceremony and reception, it's expected of me. If I don't do it for the family, they get mad.
The marriage is yours, the ceremony the family's
It's the same for grad. No matter how little the ceremony means to me, and even irritates me, I'm expected to grin and bear it, for the family. Cause it's their celebration too, apparently.
I've tried reasoning and logical arguments and everything I can think of.
I resorted to leaving the country for heaven's sake!
But that didn't work out, and now I'm resigned.
As for the friend argument, they'd simply say we could go out later that night, or on another day.
Family comes first.
I have it mostly out of my system, anyways. I'll just bring a damn god book.
Besides, it's not like I've never done this before.
It's like church every week. It means absolutely nothing to me, but I'm expected to go. And I will, if only to avoid a large confrontation with my parents that I really don't want.
And to tell the truth, it won't be agonizing or anything.
Even if I had to do it over and over, it's just a mix of boredom, loneliness, and anger at my parents. Plus, it's not like I'd be doing anything else with my time.. I'd probably end up reading the same book, just in a much comfier setting.
Once I get past the ranting stage, I'm really indifferent to it. |
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 2:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 9:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 12:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 1:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 10:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 5:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 8:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 11:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 3:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 3:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 7:09 pm
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