Marco Jacksonovic
Crazy What You Could've Had
Your Story's Sad To Tell....A Teenage Ne'er Do Well....
Phew! Finally a few minutes to myself. I've spent the last
10-12 hours being pursued by any number of 16 year old boys
all wanting various sport-related shenanigans from me. And
I'm absolutely whacked!
I know I shouldn't complain about being popular, but its
not something I want, and its not something I'm comfortable
with. I did take about 8 hours before my fuse finally blew,
though, and I'm quite happy with such a delay, as they'd
been annoying me for long before that. I feel like a
Grandad. I don't know, as if they're incapable of doing
anything, of thinking anything. In many cases I'm right.
And then I meet one of my more senior friends from up here;
very nice girl, but I'm so tired and irritated from my
company that I can't think of anything nice to say, and we
both go away disappointed. (At least I think both of us
did. Yeah, cos she likes me, she'd have preferred a long
and winding conversation like we used to have).
She seems succesful, still nice, but she seems to have
changed. I suppose people do, right?
And now I'm just absolutely shattered. Didn't help I woke
up having to crack my neck about 4 times before my day
could start. I don't know. It wasn't like this yesterday.
WILT? The State That I Am In - Belle & Sebastian (Single
Version)
