yesterday me and a friend were killing time in wal-mart, waiting for everyone to leave a certain store so we could go root through their dumpster (yes, we are 'those people').
whilst in wal-mart, two other guys from our school (who both shared the same name) made themselves noticeable by riding around on the buggy's reserved for people who have issues walking.
while i 'knew' both of these kids, i do not 'know' them. aside from their names, i have little other knowledge of them. that being said, my judgements of them are probably not fair. i doubt they're wrong, but i dont think that i have enough information on them to actually be making character calls.
but, here was my assessment.
they have no potential. i thrive on possibility, on what could be, on the ethereal, metaphysical things. math holds no interest for me, because it's so formulaic. you do this, this happens.
these two boys of the same name, i viewed them as a formula. plug in the same variables, and out pops the same response. since they held no potential in my mind, i wrote them off as unimaginative and dull, hence i could justify not wanting to get to know them.
story number 2:
tonight, my friend was driving me home and as we were discussing who-knows-what, i brought up something fun that my politics teacher told me last semester: homeless people hate each other based on addictions. her husband is a social worker, and apparently the crack-heads hate the alcoholics, and the alcoholics hate the crack-heads. quoth jack sparrow: "funny our world, innit?"
anywhoozle, as i was explaining that odd situation to my friend, i ended my monologue with "it's so weird what people will come up with so that they can feel superior to others."
and thats when it hit me. i had done the exact same thing the night before with those two guys from my high school.
i had decided that since i did not see them as being potential filled that i was therefore better than them because i was a dynamic being who could expand in any field as i so desired. i mentally condemned to a life of cheap thrills and cheap girls.
but, everyone has potential. or at the very least, potential for potential. and i'm very glad that i dont listen to myself on who i should write-off, because there are at least two very amazing friends i would not have.
(not the two from wal-mart)
moral of the stories: dont give up on people.
(for those who care, the dumpster diving yeilded a brand new 40 dollar ipod dock (stellar sound quality) a pair of size 11 DC shoes (brand new) two womens coats (one plaid petticoat, the other a gorrila-esque something) and a pair of womens pants. all new. good times)
and, on to the music of the day:
i was going to say 'the northern' by alexisonfire, but they dont have that song posted on their purevolume (which, btw, is waaaaaaaaay better than myspace) but, they have 'Rough Hands' which is a similar flavor. here are some lines to meditate on:
Sometimes love isn't about how much someone suits you
But, how much you're willing to change to suit them
But, how much you're willing to change to suit them
heres the link to the song:
(second from the top)
and, here is a link to the full lyrics:
God bless and have an awesome thursday! (or whichever day you read this on)
What in the world are you going to do with woman's coats?
ReplyDeleteI agree about purevolume :)
ReplyDeleteUm. yes. I want the coats too! :)
ReplyDeleteAnd an ipod dock.
Please?