we take a walk.

in the shower, while reviewing the day, a thought pops into his head, Jesus was the original hipster. quite honestly, he could go on about how Jesus believed in god and all sorts of other things before they were cool, plus he had a total hipster beard. he had a hipster beard before hipsters were even invented! more than anything he's just been amusing himself with random insertions of Jesus into everything he can manage to. the only entertainment he can comprehend at this point. his mother has started to talk about getting lawyers to get child support from his 'father' yet again. every time she gets so worked up over it, but it never happens because the stoopid fuck can't be bothered to show his face. he's a little bit ashamed to be related to that. more than a little bit. he's not quite sure what to do about dry grad. he knows that the students don't overly like it, but he only really dislikes it because his mother is in charge of it and she's forcing him to be involved. if he had the choice about it all he might actually think it a good idea. he was fine with the idea before, when he was at SDSS and it was expected. although now there is a bigger population that doesn't see the point and it makes him stop and think. mainly having one of his closest friends so blatantly opposed to the idea. he doesn't quite know what to do to make her stop hating on it so hard, it's hard to even pretend to enjoy the whole thing when his heart is being pulled to say it is the worst idea ever. his heart is just being pulled to pieces by everything that his mind is trying to reason through. reasoning just isn't working for him anymore, he might just have to go with what his heart says and hope for the best. <3 <3