// Something in the way she moves/or looks my way/or calls my name/that
seems to leave this troubled world behind/and if I'm feeling down and
blue/or troubled by some foolish game/she always seems to make me change my
mind \\
"Something in the Way She Moves" by James Taylor
*
Word of advice. Never open your mouth around Jackie Burkhart. She hears things and gets these crazy ideas in her head about how you can take care of her for the rest of her life. First of all, I'm never going to wear those pansy-ass clothes she imagined me in. Secondly, a harp? If you're rich you make friends with real musicians. If I were rich I'd start a record label and have Zepplin record for me. Yeah, that'd be good.
It's just my SAT scores. I'm not even going to college. Everyone else was taking the test, so I took it. The test can't be right if Kelso scored higher than Foreman, Fez, and I. That's total crap. But Jackie took my stupid score to mean I had "potential." And it didn't just stop there. She kept hounding me, telling me I could take care of her if I just applied myself. She didn't stop until I told her that she could use her "potential" and take care of me.
The scariest thing is that Jackie is thinking long-term for us now. I mean, when she imagined us in the future, I get the feeling it wasn't Hyde and Jackie said saw. I think it was Mr. and Mrs. Steven Hyde. And I could see it too. Of course, my vision of our future together was a little bit different. But it was OUR future. I don't think it the future unless it's how I will eventually open everyone's eyes to the real nature of the US government. But there I was, describing OUR future to Jackie.
When did this happen? When did any of this happen? When did I decide to care about Jackie? I don't care about anyone, let alone a little cheerleader! When did I start thinking of me as a part of an "us"? What the hell is happening? I know, know that I should walk away now. Any time I let myself care about anyone, they leave. It always happens, without fail. Okay, there's the Foremans. But on the other hand, I live in their house, so I'm the one more likely to leave. And they are different anyways. But Jackie, she's going to leave. Everyone leaves. And she's not going to be any different. There is no use pretending.
I can admit that it was nice that she believes in me. Outside of Mrs. Foreman and Red, no one else really ever believed in me before. Jackie said she knew I had potential even before I took the test. That means she believed in me before she had any kind of proof. Is that what girlfriends are supposed to do? I don't think so. Because Jackie never really seemed to have this kind of faith in Kelso. Could she really believe in me? She can't be that stupid.
*
I never even realized that I had started thinking about the far future for Steven and I. I guess it just comes naturally to girls. You fall for someone and you just start imagining how life will be a couple years down the road. It seemed so natural to imagine Steven and myself together forever. We overcame so much just to be together in the first place. I mean, the group didn't want us to be together. I don't think we necessarily wanted to be together ourselves, until we realized there was really something there between us, and it was worth the complications. And then at school, I get all kinds of grief for dating Steven. Michael was the prettiest boy at school, so he was fine. But I think a lot of girls were jealous that I was dating Steven too, because he's considered a "bad boy." There's no cliché people love more than the bad boy dating the rich princess.
I always believed in Steven. He would never want to hear that. He wants to have an excuse for failing. And the easiest excuse is that no one expected him to succeed anyways. But I knew better. He's so smart. If you listen to him talk, you realize that he knows so much more than most people around him. So what if he doesn't apply himself in school? He has the kind of smarts that really count. He's got survival skills and common sense. He'll always get by. But he can do better. I know it. And I don't think it's a crime to push the people you care about to fulfill their potential. But I think I get so caught up in pushing others that I forget to push myself. And I know I have potential too. I can be so much. I could be a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader if I wanted. Or I could go to college and get a normal job afterwards. And Steven seems to be the only one to realize that.
"Something in the Way She Moves" by James Taylor
*
Word of advice. Never open your mouth around Jackie Burkhart. She hears things and gets these crazy ideas in her head about how you can take care of her for the rest of her life. First of all, I'm never going to wear those pansy-ass clothes she imagined me in. Secondly, a harp? If you're rich you make friends with real musicians. If I were rich I'd start a record label and have Zepplin record for me. Yeah, that'd be good.
It's just my SAT scores. I'm not even going to college. Everyone else was taking the test, so I took it. The test can't be right if Kelso scored higher than Foreman, Fez, and I. That's total crap. But Jackie took my stupid score to mean I had "potential." And it didn't just stop there. She kept hounding me, telling me I could take care of her if I just applied myself. She didn't stop until I told her that she could use her "potential" and take care of me.
The scariest thing is that Jackie is thinking long-term for us now. I mean, when she imagined us in the future, I get the feeling it wasn't Hyde and Jackie said saw. I think it was Mr. and Mrs. Steven Hyde. And I could see it too. Of course, my vision of our future together was a little bit different. But it was OUR future. I don't think it the future unless it's how I will eventually open everyone's eyes to the real nature of the US government. But there I was, describing OUR future to Jackie.
When did this happen? When did any of this happen? When did I decide to care about Jackie? I don't care about anyone, let alone a little cheerleader! When did I start thinking of me as a part of an "us"? What the hell is happening? I know, know that I should walk away now. Any time I let myself care about anyone, they leave. It always happens, without fail. Okay, there's the Foremans. But on the other hand, I live in their house, so I'm the one more likely to leave. And they are different anyways. But Jackie, she's going to leave. Everyone leaves. And she's not going to be any different. There is no use pretending.
I can admit that it was nice that she believes in me. Outside of Mrs. Foreman and Red, no one else really ever believed in me before. Jackie said she knew I had potential even before I took the test. That means she believed in me before she had any kind of proof. Is that what girlfriends are supposed to do? I don't think so. Because Jackie never really seemed to have this kind of faith in Kelso. Could she really believe in me? She can't be that stupid.
*
I never even realized that I had started thinking about the far future for Steven and I. I guess it just comes naturally to girls. You fall for someone and you just start imagining how life will be a couple years down the road. It seemed so natural to imagine Steven and myself together forever. We overcame so much just to be together in the first place. I mean, the group didn't want us to be together. I don't think we necessarily wanted to be together ourselves, until we realized there was really something there between us, and it was worth the complications. And then at school, I get all kinds of grief for dating Steven. Michael was the prettiest boy at school, so he was fine. But I think a lot of girls were jealous that I was dating Steven too, because he's considered a "bad boy." There's no cliché people love more than the bad boy dating the rich princess.
I always believed in Steven. He would never want to hear that. He wants to have an excuse for failing. And the easiest excuse is that no one expected him to succeed anyways. But I knew better. He's so smart. If you listen to him talk, you realize that he knows so much more than most people around him. So what if he doesn't apply himself in school? He has the kind of smarts that really count. He's got survival skills and common sense. He'll always get by. But he can do better. I know it. And I don't think it's a crime to push the people you care about to fulfill their potential. But I think I get so caught up in pushing others that I forget to push myself. And I know I have potential too. I can be so much. I could be a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader if I wanted. Or I could go to college and get a normal job afterwards. And Steven seems to be the only one to realize that.