Summer Starts Here
Well, I had a goal of making a post in this thing everyday this summer just to keep track of my break, but that's not going to happen.
I am finally done the semester, after finishing my last exam Wednesday. What a relief.
Wednesday nite I went to a cookout at Colby's which was nice. I got some Coronas for old-times-sake. Matt randomly threw a sweatshirt in the bonfire, which was funny.
Thursday I started Home Depot training, which continued on Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. Memorial Day weekend was an interesting time to start working there.
Saturday I was able to sneak in some time to see X3 with Matt and Chris, which was awesome. Took a quick hop into VA....looking forward to the new Woody Wilson bridge being opened up.
Monday nite I tried to go visit Matt in St. Mary's....but I ran over some railroad tracks and started hearing a pipe dragging down the road...I never made it to St. Mary's.
Today I hung out with Colby and went around town for a little while. We ate dinner at Lonestar with Kim and some of her people from her work...Colby tried to get me to go sit and hit on some mom who was out with her 2 kids.
I need to get some things settled now, so that I won't think about them anymore...Here we go...
This semester ended EXACTLY like the last one...I am not talking academics. The same old bullshit, the same old fucking lies, and I am sure the same old fucking excuses. I was lied to last summer, I was lied to in the fall, and I was lied to this spring. Apparently friendship means nothing. Apparently the friendship wasn't worth putting the slightest bit of effort into. It happened once already, last December. And now its happened again in May. When will it end??
NOW. It's done. Fuck it. A strong friendship that developed less than a year ago, a friendship of legendary potential, has failed. I've lost friends before, for whatever reasons, my fault or their fault or both. But the fact that I gave a second chance, after what happened in December, only to have the same shit happen later in May....What the fuck was I thinking?
I wasn't. And to think....would I give a third chance? Is it 3 strikes and you're out??
NO. I'm not the fucking MLB. So quit with the games. I've done everything I could, I wanted the frienship to work, truly I did. From June to May I would rather have the friendship than nothing at all. But now I realize that the idea of the friendship was a lie, a lie I was told in the summer and in the fall and in the spring. Now I realize that its not about what was said in those times....it's about what wasn't said.....what wasn't said at the end of December, and what wasn't said at the end of May. The fact that my phone never rang after all those invites that I made...the invites to come over, to hang out, the invites into my day, the invites into my life.
A friendship thrives in good times and bad times. A friendship is there when both people need eachother, or one person needs the other. And most importantly, a friendship is there when neither person needs the other at all. If a person abandons their friend...they can't expect to get them back.
Any other friendship could of survived this shit, but why not this one?? Because only one person cares...and that one person is me. Two people have to both care to save a friendship. Even a frienship quite possibly based on nothing at all...
I am finally done the semester, after finishing my last exam Wednesday. What a relief.
Wednesday nite I went to a cookout at Colby's which was nice. I got some Coronas for old-times-sake. Matt randomly threw a sweatshirt in the bonfire, which was funny.
Thursday I started Home Depot training, which continued on Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. Memorial Day weekend was an interesting time to start working there.
Saturday I was able to sneak in some time to see X3 with Matt and Chris, which was awesome. Took a quick hop into VA....looking forward to the new Woody Wilson bridge being opened up.
Monday nite I tried to go visit Matt in St. Mary's....but I ran over some railroad tracks and started hearing a pipe dragging down the road...I never made it to St. Mary's.
Today I hung out with Colby and went around town for a little while. We ate dinner at Lonestar with Kim and some of her people from her work...Colby tried to get me to go sit and hit on some mom who was out with her 2 kids.
I need to get some things settled now, so that I won't think about them anymore...Here we go...
This semester ended EXACTLY like the last one...I am not talking academics. The same old bullshit, the same old fucking lies, and I am sure the same old fucking excuses. I was lied to last summer, I was lied to in the fall, and I was lied to this spring. Apparently friendship means nothing. Apparently the friendship wasn't worth putting the slightest bit of effort into. It happened once already, last December. And now its happened again in May. When will it end??
NOW. It's done. Fuck it. A strong friendship that developed less than a year ago, a friendship of legendary potential, has failed. I've lost friends before, for whatever reasons, my fault or their fault or both. But the fact that I gave a second chance, after what happened in December, only to have the same shit happen later in May....What the fuck was I thinking?
I wasn't. And to think....would I give a third chance? Is it 3 strikes and you're out??
NO. I'm not the fucking MLB. So quit with the games. I've done everything I could, I wanted the frienship to work, truly I did. From June to May I would rather have the friendship than nothing at all. But now I realize that the idea of the friendship was a lie, a lie I was told in the summer and in the fall and in the spring. Now I realize that its not about what was said in those times....it's about what wasn't said.....what wasn't said at the end of December, and what wasn't said at the end of May. The fact that my phone never rang after all those invites that I made...the invites to come over, to hang out, the invites into my day, the invites into my life.
A friendship thrives in good times and bad times. A friendship is there when both people need eachother, or one person needs the other. And most importantly, a friendship is there when neither person needs the other at all. If a person abandons their friend...they can't expect to get them back.
Any other friendship could of survived this shit, but why not this one?? Because only one person cares...and that one person is me. Two people have to both care to save a friendship. Even a frienship quite possibly based on nothing at all...