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this summmmer keeps getting worse and worse. this has been the toughest and most emotionally challenging weeks ever. wed, i was teaching my swim classes like normal and one of my brighter students said he wanted to go off the high dive. its like a 12 foot board. he got up there, looked down, and turned around. he got to the ladder, and slipped on the top step. he then fell the 12 feet to hit his head on the cement below. we called thambulance, his name was kade, and he was in my class. i feel like shit because of it.
thursday i think i lost my paycheck, and i found out that the spindles i bought for my car were unneccesary. that would be 200 dollars down the drain.plus the lost paycheck- close to five hundred dollars.
friday... worked at the shop for a long time. finally got my car running well. the only thing left to fix was the fuel injector. it was getting late and we were all hungry so i volunteered to go get innout for everybody. so as im driving home i hear this pop. and i though hrmm it smells like gas, but normally whne the fuel injector pops theres a loss of power, there was no loss of power. so i kept driving. ten seconds later my hood erupted in flames. i pulled over put my flashers on, grabbed a notebook and tried to put the fire out, but to no avail. my car was burned to a crisp when the firemen got there. they could have just popped the hood, instead they decided to pry it open. then cut the hinges. thanks alot, assholes. that car was my life. ive seriously put more time, money, and effort into that car than i have anything in my entire life. that car was my love. and it literallyl erupted into flames i got it towed to the shop tho. and i got to talk to crystal finally which was a breath of fresh air. but i cried that day. i could just feel everything in me draining out.
saturday. i had today off. so i went to the beach. i enjoyed myself. i built a dribble castle and everything. but then i decided i should go out at night. so i did. crystal had told me we would go to a party. she said she would call me tonite. so i waited for her call. then i called her. she didnt pick up. so i left a message to call me before nine cuz i was leaving before then. i was still home at 945. so i called again. she didnt pick up again so i decided to leave another message telling her that obviously i wasnt a priority and that all i wanted was my tequila back. she gave me a call ten minutes later. and we talked again. i told her to call me BEFORE she went to the party. then i left with fernando. its 1120 and i hadnt gotten a call. so i called her again. and shes at the party. so i hung up on her. it was a climax of this shitty fucking go to hell week. i then called her back and she said you hung up on me. i said yes i did. and then she hung up on me. so i clled her back an hour later and her friend answered and told me she did not want to talk to me and then promptly hung up.
wow what a shitty weekend huh? i wonder whats gods gonna roll at me next? is he gonna take my grandpa away from me? if he does, i swear you people better watch me cuz i dont think i could handle any more bad news. as i stands, i feel like shit and what keeps me going is my family. especially my sister. i seemed to end up the rough draft. shes going to be the finished product for sureeee im trying to help her in life as much as i can. alex, i love you to death.
dont try and cheer me up. i think im going to be not picking up fone calls or signing on. if you want me leave a comment on my myspace or my livejournal. im going somewhere to work out this goddamn horrible feeeling that i have inside.
thursday i think i lost my paycheck, and i found out that the spindles i bought for my car were unneccesary. that would be 200 dollars down the drain.plus the lost paycheck- close to five hundred dollars.
friday... worked at the shop for a long time. finally got my car running well. the only thing left to fix was the fuel injector. it was getting late and we were all hungry so i volunteered to go get innout for everybody. so as im driving home i hear this pop. and i though hrmm it smells like gas, but normally whne the fuel injector pops theres a loss of power, there was no loss of power. so i kept driving. ten seconds later my hood erupted in flames. i pulled over put my flashers on, grabbed a notebook and tried to put the fire out, but to no avail. my car was burned to a crisp when the firemen got there. they could have just popped the hood, instead they decided to pry it open. then cut the hinges. thanks alot, assholes. that car was my life. ive seriously put more time, money, and effort into that car than i have anything in my entire life. that car was my love. and it literallyl erupted into flames i got it towed to the shop tho. and i got to talk to crystal finally which was a breath of fresh air. but i cried that day. i could just feel everything in me draining out.
saturday. i had today off. so i went to the beach. i enjoyed myself. i built a dribble castle and everything. but then i decided i should go out at night. so i did. crystal had told me we would go to a party. she said she would call me tonite. so i waited for her call. then i called her. she didnt pick up. so i left a message to call me before nine cuz i was leaving before then. i was still home at 945. so i called again. she didnt pick up again so i decided to leave another message telling her that obviously i wasnt a priority and that all i wanted was my tequila back. she gave me a call ten minutes later. and we talked again. i told her to call me BEFORE she went to the party. then i left with fernando. its 1120 and i hadnt gotten a call. so i called her again. and shes at the party. so i hung up on her. it was a climax of this shitty fucking go to hell week. i then called her back and she said you hung up on me. i said yes i did. and then she hung up on me. so i clled her back an hour later and her friend answered and told me she did not want to talk to me and then promptly hung up.
wow what a shitty weekend huh? i wonder whats gods gonna roll at me next? is he gonna take my grandpa away from me? if he does, i swear you people better watch me cuz i dont think i could handle any more bad news. as i stands, i feel like shit and what keeps me going is my family. especially my sister. i seemed to end up the rough draft. shes going to be the finished product for sureeee im trying to help her in life as much as i can. alex, i love you to death.
dont try and cheer me up. i think im going to be not picking up fone calls or signing on. if you want me leave a comment on my myspace or my livejournal. im going somewhere to work out this goddamn horrible feeeling that i have inside.