I love how the only reason I did anything afterwards was a freak accident involving rach's car and another car. Still, her and samwise took dougie, A, and I to red robin.
You greet the actors after a play, but you don't even stay to watch all the game. Thanks guys. I'd almost rather you didn't come than came and left, degrading the game to less than the movie you payed a few bucks for. The very least you could do was TELL me when I asked you, and you agreed to wait around after, that you didn't give a fuck what happened at the game and were only there because its something to do. I don't care if you come to watch me play (hell, for at least the next few weeks, you better not be there to see me play) but quick being the apathetic psudeofans that are destroying Jesuit athletics. Yeah, maybe you go to all the games...but you don't stay. Where's the support there? Please...don't come next week. I'd feel better knowing you were off doing what you were doing and had deemed the game unimportant enough to attend rather than being excited because you agreed to come, happy to see you in the stands...and then you're gone. Fuck that. Maybe I suck now, but our team is pretty damn good. We have a chance to be excellent. And you really don't care. That's alright...just QUIT PRETENDING! I swear...if any one of you asks me about the game tomorrow or monday...
What am I saying, I'll be over this by tomorrow. Sleep and all that. But still...with the exception of the people who stayed due to freak chance (and even then, had that chance not occured, they STAYED AT THE GAME TILL THE END!), I'm really hurt by my friends complete lack of enthusiasm for my team. I came to your games when I could, I never left, hell, I'm your biggest fucking cheer leader. I'll support you however I can...I'd think the least you can do is see the game out. Whatever.
And to the one who actually offered congrats...thanks. I didn't expect you to stay, or really, to come. But thanks...it does mean something. Specially after everything.
Oh, and if you get sick, different story...no hard feelings for leaving. But leaving for food...lame. Way to support your school. With fans like these, its a wonder we have a stadium.
Yeah, I'm really pissed right now. I let myself beleive something and had that beleif shattered. Guess I'll never insist again "No man, they're still here...they promised to stick around after. And they wouldn't leave our game early. They'd wanna see the end and talk to us." Fuck it.
I had your cd, btw...but you weren't there. Nor were the cookies. You can get it whenever you come to my car...and you can wait with the cookies, if you want. Save 'em for a special occasion.
At least the winds icy caress still wisks away my tears without a trace, and the nights deep silence swallows my screams of rage. Minus the people on the sidewalk who stared as I vanished into darkness.
One day, I'll just keep my foot there...maybe I'll catch fire.
No matter what I do, I crash and burn. Dunno what I'll do on the day one of you isn't there to pick up the scorched peices. I love you...thanks more than words can say. You keep me sane. Or maybe just alive. ;D
Posted by Viper37 at September 10, 2004 11:55 PM