DON'T FORGET VALENTINE'S DAY!
Yeah, today was Job Shadow Day, and I had to go down to Uxbridge and shadow the owner of Lampin Corporation. It was pretty sweet, the guy's got so much money it's incredible. I went down there, went to a meeting with him, toured the shop, and basically hung out in his office while he made some calls. I'm telling you, the guy is obsessed with Valentine's Day. Everytime he'd say a date after Valentine's Day, he'd be like "That's about (insert amount of time here) after Valentine's Day. DON'T FORGET VALENTINE'S DAY!" The guy is insane, but he's the man, so it was fun. I also was told I didn't have to go to practice today because I can't throw in the weightroom, and that's the only reason for me to go now. I also got my Report Card, and I got a 77 on my Englsih midterm. I was stoked.
Yeah, so, since the last time I updated, kind of alot has happened. Saturday I went to Matty K's, and we played NFL Street and NFL Fever all day. Then, me and Funk went to Friendly's. We sat there for like 90 minutes just talking about life, like we used to. Then I get home, and get some heartbreaking news, which always sucks. You'd think I'd expect to get information like that after all I've been through, but it hurts the same every fucking time. Yesterday, I went to church, helped with the bake Sale, and spent two fucking hours stuffing envelopes. That sucked. Then I came home, did some stuff, then went to my dad's for the Superbowl. At halftime, I flew over to Billcat's house to finish watching it. I would've went home, but it was just one of those nights you don't want to be alone, especially after the night before. That was good, the best Superbowl I've seen ever.
So, on to once again, a bigger picture. You know, it's so hard to find someone to talk to that's going through all the same things you're going through at the same time. And it sucks, because they are the only people who know how truly hard it is. I mean, for instance, the whole opposite sex thing with me is a hard part of my life. However, if you look at all the people I talk to about it, Dave, Kait, and Bill, they all don't have that problem, so they really don't know how it is. Granted, many of them have gone through it before, but that's always different. They've gone through it before, but they forget what it's like. Maybe they remember most of it, but it's so much worse than how people remember. You can't recall pain like that, and how much it hurt. There are a bunch of other areas which this goes through too, but I'm not going to get into that. Friends are great, but sometimes, they don't understand you as much as you'd like them too, or as much as they need to to help you out.
Yeah, so, since the last time I updated, kind of alot has happened. Saturday I went to Matty K's, and we played NFL Street and NFL Fever all day. Then, me and Funk went to Friendly's. We sat there for like 90 minutes just talking about life, like we used to. Then I get home, and get some heartbreaking news, which always sucks. You'd think I'd expect to get information like that after all I've been through, but it hurts the same every fucking time. Yesterday, I went to church, helped with the bake Sale, and spent two fucking hours stuffing envelopes. That sucked. Then I came home, did some stuff, then went to my dad's for the Superbowl. At halftime, I flew over to Billcat's house to finish watching it. I would've went home, but it was just one of those nights you don't want to be alone, especially after the night before. That was good, the best Superbowl I've seen ever.
So, on to once again, a bigger picture. You know, it's so hard to find someone to talk to that's going through all the same things you're going through at the same time. And it sucks, because they are the only people who know how truly hard it is. I mean, for instance, the whole opposite sex thing with me is a hard part of my life. However, if you look at all the people I talk to about it, Dave, Kait, and Bill, they all don't have that problem, so they really don't know how it is. Granted, many of them have gone through it before, but that's always different. They've gone through it before, but they forget what it's like. Maybe they remember most of it, but it's so much worse than how people remember. You can't recall pain like that, and how much it hurt. There are a bunch of other areas which this goes through too, but I'm not going to get into that. Friends are great, but sometimes, they don't understand you as much as you'd like them too, or as much as they need to to help you out.