i dont know your world.

it always happens, i get sucked into going "downtown". this area of albany, is a bunch a shitty bars that attract a lot of useless people...that all look the same. kind of like flies on shit. i agreed to go "downtown" with the intention of yelling at an old friend from high school but like it always happens, i unwillingly walked into a high school reunion. don't get me wrong, a lot of these guys are sweethearts and they always make me laugh. however, i get the same questions every time. "new tats? so you're not in iraq? but was it hot? married?" so after having the same tired conversations, i looked around and saw several girls from my high school. some have kept their freshman 15 on (one girl i don’t even think went to college), some look exactly the same, some pretended not to recognize me...thank god because its always so awkward. its like, "oh my god...heeeeeeey, like how are you? really? no way? i'm like working in real estate." awesome, stop spilling your drink on me and i don't care about your life. i decided to venture away from the table i was sitting at, in the corner, next to the wall, to go to the bathroom. of course, the line was five miles long. as i'm waiting, some girl taps me on the shoulder..."hey, wanna kill some time?"..."uh sure"..."will you plzzzz take our pic?"...i think she realized by my facial expression, i wanted to be somewhere else doing anything else...she added, "i mean you dont have to"...but i did. the bathroom was packed. cleavage everywhere, sparkly eye shadow, hair that was four different colors, talk of muscular guys and sex, short short dresses, and the pathetic girl asking her bff, "why doesn't he like me?"...and her bff lying to her about how its totally his lost and hes a total asshole...i finally peed and walked back to my table. i sat next to a couple guys from high school...one guy wouldn't stop tickling me...weird. another guy, who is a full blown alcoholic, telling me he "just wants to have a good report with me"...what does that even mean? another guy, who had a shirt on that said "your make up doesn’t fool me", talked to me about all the "tail" that was in there. are these people seeing what im seeing?! jesus christ. so we played, the who would you hook up with game?...i pointed out girls and he said yes or no. as i'm looking at these girls, i can't even understand their world...i don't understand what’s going through their heads. dresses so short, i'm seeing ass cheeks, tits up to their chin, the most ridiculous hair styles ever, running around sloppy drunk, spilling their drinks on people, throwing themselves on guys with shitty abercrombie and fitch polo shirts, with perfectly frayed jeans on, and fake tans. these people do this every single weekend. these people are the ones that go to great colleges or universities...that might become CEOs and have to make important decisions. these people have no sense of reality. these people could care less about what’s going on in the world. and all i can do is care...because none of these people have to care...and the world is on the shoulders of people in the military and their families and friends. and all we want is maybe a sense of normalcy...and that won't happen for a long long time. so i sit in a shitty bar, looking at girls who just want to look cute, attract shitty guys and suck a dick. and guys all look the same, say the same corny lines and drink jagger bombs. and i’m suppose to smile and pretend like i’m happy? fuck that, i’m bitter. this is a huge part of America...and its disgusting.