Saturday, September 6th, 2008
A few Halloweens ago, my boyfriend at the time and I needed Halloween costumes. So we went to the Walmart and all they had left was…SPIDERMAN! Which is my favorite superhero. So we got the same costume. I added a red skirt to mine. Good times.
We went to Molloween to see the Molly Ringwald’s Halloween show. Omar decided to wear his Spiderman outfit since it was a costume party. His best friend was in town from the York, so we brought him along as well. It was a fun night. I remember doing a lot of Jager shots with the boys and drinking several Tanqueray and tonics (each with 2 lime slices).
The show ends. We’re on our way out. All of a sudden, cops throw a guy down the entrance steps and out the door. He was drunk and trying to fight against the cops, so they started to use a little force. Spiderman, for some ungodly reason, thought he could save the day…he runs over to the scene and starts screaming at the cops “Police brutality! Police brutality!” Great-let’s incite a riot.
People start clapping for him and making Spiderman cracks. I thought to myself…this could turn out bad…so I start pulling him in the opposite direction, but wasn’t successful. A cop walked up and grabbed Spidey by his head and told him if he didn’t stop, he was going to get arrested. So we start walking towards a car and the boys decide to stop in another bar, which was cool, but it was obvious good ole Spidey didn’t need to drink anymore. So trying to be the responsible one, I got him a water instead. Not good. He cursed me out in front of the whole bar. It wasn’t really crowded at all due to the horrible band playing, but regardless, it was embarrassing. So I yelled back, “You’re embarrassing me.” -which he was…he called me a “pathetic little controlling bitch” simply for getting him a cup of water. His yelled back that I was embarrassing him. Which to this day, I don’t get.
So we all walk out…and by this time, we’ve gained two people in our little group, Marga and Mega. We start walking to the cars when Spidey sees the cop who grabbed his face. Om starts walking toward the cop. Great. He’s going to tell the cop off and then throw in that his brother was the city district attorney of Lake Charles (or something kind of big wig job). Regardless, I’m sure the cop wouldn’t have cared much about who Spidey’s brother was. Considering they could have arrested Omar for inciting a riot and public intoxication. So as he’s walking toward the cop, I grab him and push him into a wall, told him to shut the hell up and walk to the car. He listened somewhat, but started mocking me to his friend. Which was just really uncalled for.
We dropped his friend off. By that time, it was well after 2 in the a.m. I spent that night on the sofa because I was just so livid with the things he had said to me. About a week and a half or so later, we broke up and I moved out. This song was the result, which the beginning was cut off, but says something about how it was dumb of me to go to sleep upset with him. Not necessarily that night, but when he did stupid things like that, yes, I went to sleep annoyed and hurt.
Anyway, he supposedly wrote the first few lines before we broke up, but didn’t finish it until after we were through…so it inevitably became-the break up song. I don’t remember the lines that were cut off. I had only heard it this one time. And to the person (who’s voice I recognize) in the video who says “OHHHHHH” at a certain part of the song- fuckyyyy u.
[Sorry, kids. Video had to be removed so I don't get a letter from Om's lawyer.]
“I’ll settle down with some old story about a boy who’s just like me. Thought there was love in everything and everyone. You’re so naive! They always reach a sorry ending. They always get it in the end. Still it was worth it as I turned the pages solemnly, and then with a winning smile, the poor boy with naivety succeeds. At the final moment, I cried. I always cry at endings…rain falling against the lonely tenament has set my mind to wander into the windows of my lovers. They never know unless I write. This is no declaration, I just thought I’d let you know goodbye, said the hero in the story. It is mightier than swords. I could kill you sure, but I can only make you cry with these words.” [B&S]
