Ypsilanti
There's something strange about this town. Something that makes you never want to leave, even if you hate it. Kind of like when you're sitting in your room, and you hear the doorbell ring. Sometimes, it's nice just to let the person stand there unanswered and just continue reading your graphic novel and smoking cigarettes. As the rings grow more impatient, the happier you start to get. You really should get up and answer, because it's probably your friend wanting to do something fun. Logically, the best choice is to answer the door and be social, but inside all you want to do is lounge around and get lost in a world that isn't your own.
Yeah.
That's what Ypsi is like; laying around in a place that's not nearly as exciting as anywhere else, but for some reason you mostly ignore the call of the outside world and are content to stay here and observe the weird and pointless existence that most people live.
It's a fucking competition for who is the laziest; who can get the least amount of shit done. Who can put off school the longest, who can blame a 'youthful soul' the most while sitting around and doing nothing.
Let me tell you, I can bring some stiff competition. I kick ass at this game; I am the king of sloth and all that is nothing. This attitude may be frowned upon, but it is the epitome of all that I am, and all that this town is.
Wait.
Let me contradict myself.
It may seem like I'm saying that no one ever does anything productive here, but that would be drawing an inaccurate conclusion. Stuff does happen, most people here do have some cool creative outlet that they show to everyone else. It's like a massive circle jerk consisting of right-brained 'arteests' each trying to outdo the other. But really, nothing is accomplished. Even if your degree is earned and your career chosen, you're still bound to a life of doing nothing unless you can escape here. Maybe that's really what makes this town what it is; people choose this life. People love it, somewhere deep down they need their fix of a dead end existence, even if they're not directly contributing to its fruition in this mini society.
I think the point of this entry got lost somewhere back at the doorbell, if it ever existed at all.
Yeah.
That's what Ypsi is like; laying around in a place that's not nearly as exciting as anywhere else, but for some reason you mostly ignore the call of the outside world and are content to stay here and observe the weird and pointless existence that most people live.
It's a fucking competition for who is the laziest; who can get the least amount of shit done. Who can put off school the longest, who can blame a 'youthful soul' the most while sitting around and doing nothing.
Let me tell you, I can bring some stiff competition. I kick ass at this game; I am the king of sloth and all that is nothing. This attitude may be frowned upon, but it is the epitome of all that I am, and all that this town is.
Wait.
Let me contradict myself.
It may seem like I'm saying that no one ever does anything productive here, but that would be drawing an inaccurate conclusion. Stuff does happen, most people here do have some cool creative outlet that they show to everyone else. It's like a massive circle jerk consisting of right-brained 'arteests' each trying to outdo the other. But really, nothing is accomplished. Even if your degree is earned and your career chosen, you're still bound to a life of doing nothing unless you can escape here. Maybe that's really what makes this town what it is; people choose this life. People love it, somewhere deep down they need their fix of a dead end existence, even if they're not directly contributing to its fruition in this mini society.
I think the point of this entry got lost somewhere back at the doorbell, if it ever existed at all.
posted by Yenizeni at 5:53 PM
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