Dear Friends and Readers,
Of course my quote today refers to my being very pissed off at Max and Josh for acting like such idiots all the time. I've just spent a half-an-hour writing a post explaining the whole thing on my main blog. (If you would like to read the full post, you may click
here.)
Anyway, today's quote is very simple and, though, again, it doesn't at all refer to a situation like the one I'm dealing with, it still hits the head right on the nail for me. It's one of those quotes that's just so obvious, but I didn't think of it until I thought of the song. And today's simple but meaningful quote is as follows:
Why do we like to hurt so much?
These lyrics come from the song "That's What You Get" from Paramore's sophomore album "Riot!". And the way that this quote refers to the situation with Max and Josh and all of the other guys I hang out with is that they spend so much time trying to make the others look bad; is it really worth it? I mean, so Josh tells Max he thinks Ryan's gay in front of all the girls. Okay, Josh, you've made Ryan feel extremely uncomfortable because he knows how guys (himself included) feel about gay guys.
SO WHY?
What does Josh get out of making Ryan feel uncomfortable and embarrassed for a minute? Does he think it makes Ryan look stupid? Does he think it makes him look cooler? Or does he just like to see the look on Ryan's face when he comes skipping up to Max saying, "Guess what, Max! Ryan is so gay! Let's just talk about how gay he is right out loud so that every one can hear, but we'll be real sneaky and make it look like we're trying to be quiet! Fun, right?"
WRONG!
And there it is again: my quote of the day. Why do they like to hurt each other so much? "Why do we like to hurt so much?"
And I don't think this only applies to the idiot guys I hang out with. I think this applies to all the girls who call the other girls sluts behind their backs; I think this applies to siblings who take things from their siblings, just so that they can't use it; I think this applies to the people who stand around at school, just waiting for someone to walk by so they can pick on them; I think this applies to anyone who has ever tried to hurt someone, just for their own entertainment.
And that is something I have never felt inclinded to do.
So here's the dealio: I'm really close to Bobbie, right? She and I spend a lot of time together. Well, Max is really close to Josh, right? They spend a lot of time together also. So why is it that I never get the impulse to walk up to Bobbie and say to her, "Bobbie, you like a whore today," when Max will walk up to Josh and say, "Josh, you look really gay right now"?
WHY?
I simply do not understand people sometimes.
Charlotte