Coming To My Rescue
Damn. The past weekend was so full of stuff that I had thrust on me that I'm still recovering from it all...But I survived, and overcame it. I started the weekend feeling really inspired after watching "The Astronaut Farmer", which was a great movie to convince you to never give up and to follow your dreams. I left the theatre feeling pretty positive and optimistic, which soon evaporated once I had to deal with Matt and some comments he said ( a cart attendant who works with me, and who has the maturity of a pre-pubescent teenager at times). Not only that, but I got dragged into a whole conflict over friendships and relationships, and how the line between the two can appear so clear, but yet still be blurry. I also had to deal with some fellow co-workers that I don't enjoy too much, but that just comes with the territory. So, that was Saturday.
On Sunday, I had my brother's birthday party, as he was turning 16. That was pretty fun, as I always enjoy getting to spend time with my family, whom I don't get to see very much anymore. I also had an interesting conversation about my shitty love life, and my views on dating and relationships in general. I didn't mean to get so angry about discussing it, but it tends to be a touchy subject for me. I dunno...irregardless, it made me really upset and it spoiled the rest of my day. So, in order to make myself feel better, I usually listen to music that suits my mood, such as Insane Clown Posse, HIM, or....Soopa Villainz! I'll just give a bit of backstory to them, in order to understand how they helped me deal with this stress over the weekend. The group doesn't exist anymore, but they had such an odd concept that I just had to check them out. It's four people who play off of comic book villains (hence the name) who have gotten so fed up with life and it's injustices, that they've decided that there going to repay the world by taking it over and then destroying it in retaliation. It's pretty ruthless stuff, and it even puts me off at times. At that moment though, it helped me lose my anger and calm down a bit. I guess it's because I enjoy fantasizing about what it would be like if I ever let my moral inhibitions go, and just did what I felt like and wanted. I get close, but I never actually let them completely go.
That's all starting to change, though. Slowly I'm just not caring anymore, and I've already stated on my past entry on how I get tired of being the nice guy all the time. I'm just goint to start saying what I think, and doing what I want. If Matt bothers me again about anything that I don't want him to, or Rob brings up Sandy one more time, I'm going to unload an earful on their ass. If people disrespect me in the future, or take advantage of me, you can expect to meet defeat. Don't get me wrong though, I'm not going to be an asshole about it. Just treat me like you would want to be treated, and things should work out fine. It shouldn't be hard, because I'm not hard to get along with at all. You have to really try to finally piss me off, so if you ever do experience it, you pretty mush deserved it.
Anyways, that was my weekend, and I'm just looking towards a new week now, without looking back. I feel better now, actually. Much better. lol For now, it's time to hit some lunch before American Lit, so I'm out of here.