OR's birthday
Last night it was OR (old roommate)'s birthday celebration. We sat around in my room with HP (heterophobe), S, and a couple others. We smoked a couple bowls and then went over to a friend's to smoke some more.
I know I was high, and thus lazy, but even when I am not high I am so much lazier than my friends are when they ARE high. This is kind of sad and I would work on it... but... it sounds kind of hard.
I think OR would be mad if she knew that her name on my blog is OR, because she's so proud of her home state... and her home state is not Oregon. She finally confided in me that she thinks there's something wrong with her because she's so afraid to go out with boys. She was set up on a blind double date with her friends and some guy, and she's freaking out about it. But not in the "what should I wear" way. She just complains about his looks (based on 1 facebook picture) and uses other comments that reveal her bias against having a good time.
I got in an argument with OR when I tried to explain that it would be scary for me to "fall" in economic class. It's just me being honest. If you're used to having a car per person and the ability to fly around to visit your family for the holidays, and your career doesn't allow you to maintain that lifestyle... it's kind of scary. It's not something a lot of people talk about, and I thought it was a pretty brave thing to say in an environment where nobody talks about money. But instead of being receptive at all, she basically made me feel like a rich spoiled brat (which I am not) by saying "I don't know what you're talking about" and "That shouldn't bother people." I'm sure my parents have more money than hers, but we aren't personally in a vastly different economic position. (I have about the same amount of $ in my bank account and have to support myself just like she does)
So... not really an amusing post.
I know I was high, and thus lazy, but even when I am not high I am so much lazier than my friends are when they ARE high. This is kind of sad and I would work on it... but... it sounds kind of hard.
I think OR would be mad if she knew that her name on my blog is OR, because she's so proud of her home state... and her home state is not Oregon. She finally confided in me that she thinks there's something wrong with her because she's so afraid to go out with boys. She was set up on a blind double date with her friends and some guy, and she's freaking out about it. But not in the "what should I wear" way. She just complains about his looks (based on 1 facebook picture) and uses other comments that reveal her bias against having a good time.
I got in an argument with OR when I tried to explain that it would be scary for me to "fall" in economic class. It's just me being honest. If you're used to having a car per person and the ability to fly around to visit your family for the holidays, and your career doesn't allow you to maintain that lifestyle... it's kind of scary. It's not something a lot of people talk about, and I thought it was a pretty brave thing to say in an environment where nobody talks about money. But instead of being receptive at all, she basically made me feel like a rich spoiled brat (which I am not) by saying "I don't know what you're talking about" and "That shouldn't bother people." I'm sure my parents have more money than hers, but we aren't personally in a vastly different economic position. (I have about the same amount of $ in my bank account and have to support myself just like she does)
So... not really an amusing post.
posted by Jen Johnson at
12:10 PM
|
2 comments
