Reality Check (854 hits)
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Submitted by Faith <faith1986.at.gmail.com> (View user info) at 2004-11-26 03:59:49 EST
I had a realisation on Sunday night, an epiphany some might call it, but I was stoned so lets leave the fancy words where they belong, in some jumped up dictionary.
I went to see the Commitments with my Mum and Dad, it was one of the strangest places I could've chosen to realise that dreams aren't worth shit. It was a small concert, maybe 300 - 400 people there. I didn't exactly count. There was a woman sitting in front of the seat beside me who was acting like a love struck kid. She was overweight, with a stupid haircut and no dress sense yet she felt the need to jump around making a prat of herself. Don't get me wrong I'm all for people having a good time, but I felt pity for this woman because for those few hours it honestly looked like she believed she was 16 again. This was when it struck me, I think it was a combination of the band, that woman, the drink and the drugs that did it but by the time I left that hall I could've cried.
The band on stage were good, top form I dare say but it didn't change the fact they were has been's, an band who couldn't accept their time had passed who clung on to their brief moment of shining glory albeit it wasn't that bright. This saddened me, that they couldn't bow out with dignity, they had to prolong their own agony this leaves only room for a dramatic fall from grace. Sure, some of the crowd was going nuts but they were all around 50 and not about to propel the band to the top of the charts and every clap of hands from any youth in the hall was either dripping with pity or sarcasm or worse, both.
Poignancy echoed around the ancient walls of the magnificent building.
As for the woman, she was 16 again sitting in her bedroom kissing her posters, she could still marry that famous pop star and grow up to be rich and famous. Well, sorry dear but look around, you're married to the fat, ugly, balding bloke sitting beside you, you've got a screaming little shit of a kid at your feet and an ass twice the size of Mount Etna, in short you haven't amounted to shit and you ain't about to start now. I felt sorry for her because she was obviously still dreaming, still believed that if she closed her eyes tight enough she could turn back time. Hell, I would want to escape that life too.
Every day the guy at my work says "so cynical for one so young," to me. Hell, I'm only 18 according to everyone else I've got the world at my feet "smart, pretty, confident - going places," well it doesn't bloody feel like that I just want to stay in my fucking bed.
You know what maybe I am cynical, but at least I can handle reality and I'm not about to be faced with the prospect of living in a fantasy world. Dreams DON'T come true, not for the masses anyway so a few might make it to stardom, just enough to keep the rest of us trying, hoping and praying to get there, well sorry for the reality check but it's not gonna happen.
Now what did I do with that weed...
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Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-28 09:00:45 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
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Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2004-11-30 12:12:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I'm a fan of the Commitments.
Welcome to Uber.
Submitted by I_Have_a_Kristen_Fetish (user info) at 2004-11-26 11:19:07 EST (#)
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How's that for constructive?
Submitted by Faith (user info) at 2004-11-26 09:54:14 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Sorry Scarlett is it past your bedtime?
You could at least be constructive!
Submitted by FuckTheArmy (user info) at 2004-11-26 09:28:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
+1 for realising the world is shit. You'll get your +2 for this when you start helping the masses change the world. No, not for changing it for them, but for starting them on doing it themselves.
Quit being cynical and get out there.
Submitted by Scarlett13 (user info) at 2004-11-26 08:00:19 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
yawn
Submitted by Iago (user info) at 2004-11-26 05:32:43 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by toddska (user info) at 2004-11-26 04:17:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Some dreams come true....but not many.
I dreamt once I was wallowing in a pool of shit and slowly sinking to my death...it turned out that it was simply a euphemism for my shitty career. See...some dreams come true.
Well written.