My choked up reflection
Today....
It was a horrible day. Just nasty. I enjoyed it though...wasnt upset or anything. But the fact remains...it was a sad, sad day.
I have a headache right now, I'm kinda realizing that I really havent written in here for a while and that maybe if I do...well...maybe I'll sleep at night or something. I'm a drone at work...and I straight constantly put up with shit day in and out there. Its sad that today had to happen...but you know...they totally had it comming. Karma I'd say. Tomorrow probably wont be any better. Possibly worse. Derrick and I are extremely joyful that in a matter of six weeks or so, we're gone and in Huntington.
My dad has agreed to let me stay at the house once I'm out of the PH apartment till I move down south. He doesnt really seem too happy that I'm actually making a big move. Well, another one I guess you could say. He keeps asking me if I can just go to school up here instead of down there. I dont think he understands that I need to get out of here. Everytime I have a day off, I feel this obligation that I have to go to spend my free evenings with him. I mean, I love my dad to death, and spending time with him is so awesome now that we get along, but its like one sided. I'll call him up and see if he wants to do something, or suprise him by showing up at the house to hang with him, but I never get the same in return. It kind of bums me out, you know? Like I only matter when I make an effort or something. For once it would be nice if he called me up and said "hey lets go to the movies" or "I've got some tickets to the game tonight, wanna go?" But that never happens. Ahh, I'm getting side tracked...I'm really excited that I will be back home for the holidays. Its going to be strange though. This is the very first Christmas with my parents divorce, meaning no mom this year. There arent any flights going out of Denver until after the second of the new year, so that means we are celebrating Christmas with her way late. In fact, I'll be celebrating the same week I move down south. Its really going to be weird...though I'm not sure if its a bad weird or just plain weird.
We've been packing up most of our stuff the past few weeks. Trying to get ready for the move. The place is still just as messy, only, its with boxes instead of other stuff. Errie. Juan moves his stuff out in two weeks. Wow. Two weeks. Thats all thats really left here in the apartment. I'm really going to miss it here. Especially Juan. He is such an awesome roommate. I mean sure, he calls me fat like all the time or doesnt clean much because of working two jobs and going to school, but he's such an awesome person. I'm going to miss the cool way he decorated our back porch, or the randomness of almost everything he does. God I've gotta stop getting teary eyed. I'm really happy for him though. He's been through a lot. Had almost everything crash down on him. But he's never given up. He always keeps going and tries really hard to do his best at what ever it is hes doing. Like kickin ass on Halo. Its kinda funny, because Brandon is also leaving. Like, the four of us (Juan, Brandon, Derrick and myself) kinda had this team thing going. And here we are now, almost each and every one of us is going in seperate directions. One to Chico, two to Huntington Beach, and one to Italy. Its really strange to think that a year ago I didnt know either of them. In fact, I pretty much met Juan this month a year ago just as Derrick and I were apartment hunting. Wow. Its been such and awesome year, I cant believe its gone by so fast. Its all just about a memory now.
I could talk about many other things right now, but I think I probably should stop here. Somethings either need to be reprocessed before they are plastered down on my journal, or they just require more reflection in general. I dont think I could write much more tonight because my mind is actually calm and blank. This entry has serve its purpose to say the least, lets hope it cures my insomnia.
It was a horrible day. Just nasty. I enjoyed it though...wasnt upset or anything. But the fact remains...it was a sad, sad day.
I have a headache right now, I'm kinda realizing that I really havent written in here for a while and that maybe if I do...well...maybe I'll sleep at night or something. I'm a drone at work...and I straight constantly put up with shit day in and out there. Its sad that today had to happen...but you know...they totally had it comming. Karma I'd say. Tomorrow probably wont be any better. Possibly worse. Derrick and I are extremely joyful that in a matter of six weeks or so, we're gone and in Huntington.
My dad has agreed to let me stay at the house once I'm out of the PH apartment till I move down south. He doesnt really seem too happy that I'm actually making a big move. Well, another one I guess you could say. He keeps asking me if I can just go to school up here instead of down there. I dont think he understands that I need to get out of here. Everytime I have a day off, I feel this obligation that I have to go to spend my free evenings with him. I mean, I love my dad to death, and spending time with him is so awesome now that we get along, but its like one sided. I'll call him up and see if he wants to do something, or suprise him by showing up at the house to hang with him, but I never get the same in return. It kind of bums me out, you know? Like I only matter when I make an effort or something. For once it would be nice if he called me up and said "hey lets go to the movies" or "I've got some tickets to the game tonight, wanna go?" But that never happens. Ahh, I'm getting side tracked...I'm really excited that I will be back home for the holidays. Its going to be strange though. This is the very first Christmas with my parents divorce, meaning no mom this year. There arent any flights going out of Denver until after the second of the new year, so that means we are celebrating Christmas with her way late. In fact, I'll be celebrating the same week I move down south. Its really going to be weird...though I'm not sure if its a bad weird or just plain weird.
We've been packing up most of our stuff the past few weeks. Trying to get ready for the move. The place is still just as messy, only, its with boxes instead of other stuff. Errie. Juan moves his stuff out in two weeks. Wow. Two weeks. Thats all thats really left here in the apartment. I'm really going to miss it here. Especially Juan. He is such an awesome roommate. I mean sure, he calls me fat like all the time or doesnt clean much because of working two jobs and going to school, but he's such an awesome person. I'm going to miss the cool way he decorated our back porch, or the randomness of almost everything he does. God I've gotta stop getting teary eyed. I'm really happy for him though. He's been through a lot. Had almost everything crash down on him. But he's never given up. He always keeps going and tries really hard to do his best at what ever it is hes doing. Like kickin ass on Halo. Its kinda funny, because Brandon is also leaving. Like, the four of us (Juan, Brandon, Derrick and myself) kinda had this team thing going. And here we are now, almost each and every one of us is going in seperate directions. One to Chico, two to Huntington Beach, and one to Italy. Its really strange to think that a year ago I didnt know either of them. In fact, I pretty much met Juan this month a year ago just as Derrick and I were apartment hunting. Wow. Its been such and awesome year, I cant believe its gone by so fast. Its all just about a memory now.
I could talk about many other things right now, but I think I probably should stop here. Somethings either need to be reprocessed before they are plastered down on my journal, or they just require more reflection in general. I dont think I could write much more tonight because my mind is actually calm and blank. This entry has serve its purpose to say the least, lets hope it cures my insomnia.