The Last 3 Weeks
It's been a while, I'm sorry. The last 3 weeks have been crazy.
Where should I even begin with all of this? Well, one of my good friends, who has a suicidal history, got into a major car accident. 2 months ago, he got into a related accident, but this one involved the girl he was seeing. They had broken up and were on the phone at the time it happened and then he went MIA. Our mutual friend called me, told me what happened and I went to go look for him. The girl then called me to tell me that he was in the hospital. I ended up seeing him at the hospital that night, and it wasn't the best experience ever. I can't go into details, as I'm afraid someone in that circle might see what I have to say. The truth is, he hit a rail at 4am because of the effects of his medicine, and possibly some alchohol. The next time, I'm afraid it's going to be a rail and a person he hits and I'm scared shitless. However, all appears to be "fine" now and the girl is back with him. Before, this friend and I weren't speaking because he accused me of being the cause of his last attempt and this seems to be a pattern with him. I no longer want to be a real friend with him, because I don't want to be accused of something that he can't hone up to as his own fault.
June 1, Pearl Jam with Bradon. Totally kickass. Things were fine and I went to his Graduation/Birthday party that weekend and was playing with his brother's phone and accidentally erased his entire schedule..which had over 200 contacts and info he needed for work. So basically, I fucked up, then drank myself silly...like one beer, one white russian smoothie, and like 8 or more shots of Jack. It was fun though because at some point we went to a strip club and that was awesome. His brother actually went with us and we spoke and we appologized..but I still feel bad.
Heather came down this week because Ed had to be shipped back to Iraq. We had lots of fun, and headed to Alice's Tea Cup for TEA and Sandwiches...so awesome. The night before that we met up with Ed and his friends Andrew and Victor and played Cranium. I apparently suck at that game cuz my team (of me and Andrew and at some point, Ed's brother)..yeah we lost twice. It was still a blast and I was really sad when she left.
Before she left, Peter, my mom's boyfriend, called me to announce that after 11.5 years, they are taking a 2 month hiatus. They're friends and he came to dinner last night and it was awkward. When my parents divorced 23.5 years ago I never felt the pain of them going through it, but now I feel it with my mom and Peter. So I'm a little wrecked about that.
Saturday I took the ATS-W and that sucked. A sample question from the test:
Billy is hitting Bobby do you
a) smack Billy upside the head
b) help Billy by hitting Bobby upside the head
c) Tell the class to join in by hitting Billy or Bobby
d) go outside the window, light up a cigarette, grab a beer from your pocket and watch them as they fight
e) call for help
Just kidding, but some of the questions were just that rediculous. I just hope I passed the stupid thing.
I've been dealing a lot with applicatins, job stuff, and some other stuff and I've just been crazed. On top of that, I've got another busy week ahead of me, possibly more job interviews, Greggie's coming to visit, I have a party on Friday, and I'm going to Framingham to see my ex this weekend.
I just wish I didn't have all this shit on my plate.
Where should I even begin with all of this? Well, one of my good friends, who has a suicidal history, got into a major car accident. 2 months ago, he got into a related accident, but this one involved the girl he was seeing. They had broken up and were on the phone at the time it happened and then he went MIA. Our mutual friend called me, told me what happened and I went to go look for him. The girl then called me to tell me that he was in the hospital. I ended up seeing him at the hospital that night, and it wasn't the best experience ever. I can't go into details, as I'm afraid someone in that circle might see what I have to say. The truth is, he hit a rail at 4am because of the effects of his medicine, and possibly some alchohol. The next time, I'm afraid it's going to be a rail and a person he hits and I'm scared shitless. However, all appears to be "fine" now and the girl is back with him. Before, this friend and I weren't speaking because he accused me of being the cause of his last attempt and this seems to be a pattern with him. I no longer want to be a real friend with him, because I don't want to be accused of something that he can't hone up to as his own fault.
June 1, Pearl Jam with Bradon. Totally kickass. Things were fine and I went to his Graduation/Birthday party that weekend and was playing with his brother's phone and accidentally erased his entire schedule..which had over 200 contacts and info he needed for work. So basically, I fucked up, then drank myself silly...like one beer, one white russian smoothie, and like 8 or more shots of Jack. It was fun though because at some point we went to a strip club and that was awesome. His brother actually went with us and we spoke and we appologized..but I still feel bad.
Heather came down this week because Ed had to be shipped back to Iraq. We had lots of fun, and headed to Alice's Tea Cup for TEA and Sandwiches...so awesome. The night before that we met up with Ed and his friends Andrew and Victor and played Cranium. I apparently suck at that game cuz my team (of me and Andrew and at some point, Ed's brother)..yeah we lost twice. It was still a blast and I was really sad when she left.
Before she left, Peter, my mom's boyfriend, called me to announce that after 11.5 years, they are taking a 2 month hiatus. They're friends and he came to dinner last night and it was awkward. When my parents divorced 23.5 years ago I never felt the pain of them going through it, but now I feel it with my mom and Peter. So I'm a little wrecked about that.
Saturday I took the ATS-W and that sucked. A sample question from the test:
Billy is hitting Bobby do you
a) smack Billy upside the head
b) help Billy by hitting Bobby upside the head
c) Tell the class to join in by hitting Billy or Bobby
d) go outside the window, light up a cigarette, grab a beer from your pocket and watch them as they fight
e) call for help
Just kidding, but some of the questions were just that rediculous. I just hope I passed the stupid thing.
I've been dealing a lot with applicatins, job stuff, and some other stuff and I've just been crazed. On top of that, I've got another busy week ahead of me, possibly more job interviews, Greggie's coming to visit, I have a party on Friday, and I'm going to Framingham to see my ex this weekend.
I just wish I didn't have all this shit on my plate.