My So Called Life
I cannot bring myself to eat a well-balanced meal in front of my mother. It
just means too much to her.
My parents keep asking how school was. It's like saying, 'How was that drive-
by shooting?' You don't care how it was, you're lucky to get out alive.
When someone compliments your parents, there's like nothing to say. It's like
a stun gun to your brain.
Have you ever just like completely given up on someone and something happens
and you go Oh my God, there's so much more to this person than I ever dreamed.
It's so weird when you see someone you just dreamed about - like it's going to
show.
Love is...when you look into someone's eyes... And you don't just see their
face. You go, like, all the way into their soul. And you both know, instantly.
It just seems like, you agree to have a certain personality or something. For
no reason. Just to make things easier for everyone. But when you think about
it, I mean, how do you know it's even you?
There's the people you've known forever. Who like...know you...in this way.
That other people can't. Because they've seen you change. They've let you
change.
So I started hanging out with Rayanne Graff. Just for fun. Just cause it seemed like if I didn't, I would die or something. Things were getting to me. Just how people are. How they always expect you to be a certain way, even your best friend. ~Angela
I know I shouldn't like him cause I know it's not working and everyone tells me that, and I convince myself I don't.. and then I like see him, and he'll like smile or put his arm around me or, just say something, and then all that logic and convincing myself, just like evaporates.
How could Anne Frank be lucky?
I don't know. 'Cause she was stuck in an attic for three years with
this guy she really liked? ~Ms. Mayhew and Angela
This whole thing with yearbook -- it's like, everybody's in this big hurry to make this book, to supposedly remember what happened. Because if you
made a book of what really happened, it'd be a really upsetting book.~Angela, to Ms. Mayhew
Everybody's an act. Including you. ~Angela, to Bria
People throwing themselves at people is, like, the basis of civilization. ~Rayanne, to Angela
I'm sorry, I forgot -- a kiss must result in intercourse. ~Patty, to Graham
I bet people can actually die of embarrassment. I bet it's been medically proven. ~Angela, to Rayanne
What's amazing is when you can feel your life going somewhere, like your life just figured out how to get good, like, that second. ~Angela
Grownups like to tell you where they were when President Kennedy was
shot, which they all know to the exact second. Which makes me almost jealous, like I should have something important enough to know where I was when it happened. But I don't yet. And in fact it was a better time then, and people knew what they were supposed to do and how to make the world better. Now nobody knows anything. We know who's popular, or that Social Studies is boring, or that Brian always has
stomach trouble. ~Angela
Oh, that is good. Put the kids in therapy so they can adjust to
getting shot. ~Amber, at the PTA meeting
When I was 12, my mother gave me my sex talk. I'm not sure either of us has ever recovered. ~Angela
I knew then that the rumor was right, not in actuality but in my heart because at that moment I would have done anything, I wanted him so much. ~Angela
It's amazing the things you notice. Like the corner of his collar that was coming undone, like he was from a poor family and couldn't afford new shirts. That's all I could see. The whole world was that unraveled piece of fabric. It's such a lie that you should
do what's in your heart. If we all did what was in our hearts, the world would come to a halt. ~Angela, on Jordan
It's weird how something has to happen sometimes to see how you actually feel about someone. ~Angela
When you're not sure you trust a person any more, say a person you really trusted, say your father, you start wishing they'd do something, like, really wrong, just so you can be right about them. ~Angela
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