I feel like making something beautiful
I'm pretty glad how i have turned out these past few years. It's kind of hard to see things on a personal level. What you see yourself as and what others see you as are completely different. But personal goals were somewhat fulfilled. I made an effort to read more and I've read more in this past year than in my whole life. I wanted to get into comic books and i did. I mean, that's not a very lofty goal but i'm glad to have anyway. As for other goals, they're probably a work in progress.
anyway, enough of that crap. I dunno what i really wanna write about here. I'm just frustrated. I dunno why, either. There's no good reason to be so bothered just little things.
you know, i think "why can't blah blah blah me?". Always i am thinking this. But then i think about it and i'm much better off the way i am and i should quit wishing to be different.
I dunno, i just wanna whine for a bit.
Lets see what else. I went on a trip to arizona for three weeks. Did i tell you that? it was pretty great.
Hereinafter lies the tale of Isaiah's Trip to Arizona:
I originally wasn't going to go. It was my friend Kravis's idea to get me back for some reason. The plan was to find employment, but i knew that plan would be thrown out the window as soon as i got there. Plus, his folks are in a bad way. his mom is recovering from breast cancer and his dad has only temporary employment. Not only that, but they already have a circus of extra mouths already. with me, it was up to 12 people living in that house. Lemme tell you, that house was not built for 12. I knew if i went, i couldn't stay for long. I dunno, sometimes i think kravis is oblivious to things like that.
anyway.
They talked me into it at the last moment. I packed in like 6 minutes and we left. It was pretty nice to see old friends again. Sadly, the reservation is pretty much the same in some ways and drastically different in others. My friends are still the same old guys trying in vain, like me, to change for the better. The town though...it has become a gang infested pit. We were on foot most of the time and traveling on foot through certain neighborhoods was ill advised. From what i was led to believe, there were roving gangs of stab hungry hoodlums always on the lookout for their next rape victim. I didn't really see too much of that, but i did nearly get attacked by a drunken drug dealer.
But in all honesty, i spent the last three weeks smoking joints, playing magic the gathering, system linking halo 3, and trying not to be a burden.
in the end , i decided it was time to leave. I wish i could have stayed for another week, though. I could have, too...but i knew that the hard times for his family were to come.
anyway, it was a good vacation if anything. Plus, all that walking and sun was good for me. I'm a pretty decent shade of brown now.
Those kind of trips make you look forward to being home, but i always miss the company afterward.
now that i got that out, i think maybe i'm done for now.
anyway, enough of that crap. I dunno what i really wanna write about here. I'm just frustrated. I dunno why, either. There's no good reason to be so bothered just little things.
you know, i think "why can't blah blah blah me?". Always i am thinking this. But then i think about it and i'm much better off the way i am and i should quit wishing to be different.
I dunno, i just wanna whine for a bit.
Lets see what else. I went on a trip to arizona for three weeks. Did i tell you that? it was pretty great.
Hereinafter lies the tale of Isaiah's Trip to Arizona:
I originally wasn't going to go. It was my friend Kravis's idea to get me back for some reason. The plan was to find employment, but i knew that plan would be thrown out the window as soon as i got there. Plus, his folks are in a bad way. his mom is recovering from breast cancer and his dad has only temporary employment. Not only that, but they already have a circus of extra mouths already. with me, it was up to 12 people living in that house. Lemme tell you, that house was not built for 12. I knew if i went, i couldn't stay for long. I dunno, sometimes i think kravis is oblivious to things like that.
anyway.
They talked me into it at the last moment. I packed in like 6 minutes and we left. It was pretty nice to see old friends again. Sadly, the reservation is pretty much the same in some ways and drastically different in others. My friends are still the same old guys trying in vain, like me, to change for the better. The town though...it has become a gang infested pit. We were on foot most of the time and traveling on foot through certain neighborhoods was ill advised. From what i was led to believe, there were roving gangs of stab hungry hoodlums always on the lookout for their next rape victim. I didn't really see too much of that, but i did nearly get attacked by a drunken drug dealer.
But in all honesty, i spent the last three weeks smoking joints, playing magic the gathering, system linking halo 3, and trying not to be a burden.
in the end , i decided it was time to leave. I wish i could have stayed for another week, though. I could have, too...but i knew that the hard times for his family were to come.
anyway, it was a good vacation if anything. Plus, all that walking and sun was good for me. I'm a pretty decent shade of brown now.
Those kind of trips make you look forward to being home, but i always miss the company afterward.
now that i got that out, i think maybe i'm done for now.