and there’s so many things that i want you to know

9Nov/09Off

and there’s so many things that i want you to know

Why?

Her.
I hate her for being a copycat.

Just because she finds out that I like AAR, she's goes all ga-ga for Tyson Ritter. She keeps mentioning his name to me as if I'm the obsessed one. Like, hello? I like love all of them, not just Tyson.

And now, all of a sudden, she has a party and she's planning to have everything AAR. AAR posters, AAR songs, AAR CDs, AAR talk.

Not to mention, she bought their album and even started singing their songs like she loves them so much. She never knew about them before this anyway. She didn't even know about their songs. Now she's the biggest fan of all time.

Yeah. Right.

She even influenced her friends to listen to AAR and talk about Tyson Ritter. She went to their concert for no reason too. She doesn't even know half their songs. She even told me she likes The Wind Blows. The nerve of a person is infuriating.

Now, she spends everyday talking obsessing about them.

Puh-lease. It took her about twenty minutes to remember Nick's name. Oh, she doesn't know how to spell Mike Kennerty. And she laughed at Chris' last name before all this happened.

What a wanna-be.

But who's gonna give a crap about fake fans who just follow the crowd?

Him.
You all love him oh-so-much.

Lay out the golden carpet sprinkled with beautiful glitter. Get your baskets of flowers ready in hand to trail behind him like his biggest follower. Put on your kerchiefs and checkered aprons and cheap loafers.

You're his biggest fan and you'll follow him until you realize ten years later that you made the biggest mistake.

Why don't we have the right to speak our minds? You totally ignore us when we begin to speak about him. Maybe because you immediately cut us off when we wanna speak our minds.

And when he's dissing us discreetly? Oh, let him be. He's always like that. Right... That's probably the lamest excuse heard on the planet.

When he wants something, boom! It comes out. Right away. Faster than fast food, faster than light travels. When we want something, snail paced and slower than the sound of creaking. Make that twenty years.

If we were allowed to speak our minds in this place, I would be snarling snapping back faster than a crocodile. I have lots of quotes, you hypocrites, have left behind. This is why we are not trained to answer back fast and have slow sluggish minds.

Oh.

Wait.

Did I really just say all that? Like, really? Because I think I just insulted your king. But I think you have a shield ready to hold up and fire back at me with the glorious rays of sunlight.

How dramatic, was that?

Honestly, I'm actually talking to myself. You think you'll give a -boom-?

Rant, rant, rant.

That's what we do best.