on coming home and answering questions...
Forrest's interview...
1. What is your favorite childhood memory?
when i first read this question, my mind immediately conjured up a rather strange memory, but an interesting one nontheless. i'm not sure if i could realistically refer to this moment of my past as my 'favorite childhood memory,' but it is certainly one that i will always remember and consider significant. when i was about 4 years old, my father and i were taking a stroll through Terril Hills, specifically the neighborhood where my paternal grandparents once lived. while on our walk, we came across an ant pile, stopped and watched as the ants went about their natural business. I don't remember if I asked him to do it, but my father proceeded to kick over the ant's mound, exposing thousands of the now homeless, panicky little insects. in awe, i watched their frenzied movements until my father nudged me, pointing out an earthworm that, by chance, had been crawling somewhere in the vicinity of the mound. Seconds later, he picked it up and dropped it into the choatic mound. the ants instantly refocused their attention on thier unwelcomed guest, overtaking the worm with an incredible quickness. in retrospect, i'm halfway convinced that my father's actions were intended to serve as a gruesome metaphor for life's inherent and impending difficulties. it was almost as though he was saying that the tumultuous ant mound was life and i, of course, was the worm who was about to be thrown in, whether i was ready or not.
2. Do you want to get married? Have children?
my childhood provided me with the unfortunate oppotunity to witness the failures of a number of marriages, and i can safely say that having a successful one is one my major life goals. i don't how realitic it is, though. i'm going to have to find a woman who can put up with my bullshit...that won't be easy. while i'm confident in saying that i would like to have children, i'd be a liar if i said that the idea of it doesn't scare the shit out of me. to me, raising a child seems like the most difficult task that anyone could ever undertake. there are just so many opportunities to fuck up and be an irresponsible parent...i don't know, i guess parenting is just one of those things in life that you have to figure out while you're in the process of doing it. only time will tell.
3. What was your most uncomfortable sexual experience (no need to name names)?
one time this really idiiotic, drunk girl came to a party at my apartment and very loudly proclaimed that, by night's end, she was going to have sex with me. eventually, she even went as far as to ask people to leave my apartment so that she could 'fuck me.' it was incredibly embarrasing, but i was quite drunk and, regrettably, i ended up going upsatirs with her at the end of the night. although we did not have sex, i managed to accidentaly break her nose--at the time, it seemed as though we had simply bumped heads, the nose wasn't discovered to be broken until the following afternoon--as we rolled around in bed. the next morning i woke up next to her only to realize that she had accidentally urniated in my bed...literally adding insult to her injury. i'll be the first to admit that this experience was much more uncomfortable for the young lady involved, but it also serves as an example of the extremely foolish sexual situations that i've experienced as a result of my alcoholism. god help me.
4. Who do you particularly admire, and why?
the person i admire the most is unquestiobaly my mother. this seems like a pretty stock answer, but when i take into account how hard my mother's life was for the duration of my upbringing, she's very deserving of my utmost respect. before my fifth birthday, both of her parents were gone and my father had left her to raise me on her own. selflessly, she used her entire inheritence, which was quite large, to give me a rather luxourious childhood that is more commonly experienced by children of a more privalaged background. becuase of her generousity, which will undoubtedly force her to work for the rest of her life, i am extremely well-traveled, was given a new car on my 16th birthday, always had nice clothing and, in a broader sense, have always been provided with anything that i really needed without question.
5. What is your favorite place to be?
this is a tough one, but i'd have to agree with adam and say that any place where i'm able to engage in a meaningful conversation with any number of my friends would have to be my favortie place to be. in life, at least in my opinion, there is nothing more invaluable than making a connection, on any level, with someone else, particularly someone that i really care for. nothing but conversation possesses the ability to make me feel so truly alive these days. well, maybe cocaine. i kid, i kid.
no more.
1. What is your favorite childhood memory?
when i first read this question, my mind immediately conjured up a rather strange memory, but an interesting one nontheless. i'm not sure if i could realistically refer to this moment of my past as my 'favorite childhood memory,' but it is certainly one that i will always remember and consider significant. when i was about 4 years old, my father and i were taking a stroll through Terril Hills, specifically the neighborhood where my paternal grandparents once lived. while on our walk, we came across an ant pile, stopped and watched as the ants went about their natural business. I don't remember if I asked him to do it, but my father proceeded to kick over the ant's mound, exposing thousands of the now homeless, panicky little insects. in awe, i watched their frenzied movements until my father nudged me, pointing out an earthworm that, by chance, had been crawling somewhere in the vicinity of the mound. Seconds later, he picked it up and dropped it into the choatic mound. the ants instantly refocused their attention on thier unwelcomed guest, overtaking the worm with an incredible quickness. in retrospect, i'm halfway convinced that my father's actions were intended to serve as a gruesome metaphor for life's inherent and impending difficulties. it was almost as though he was saying that the tumultuous ant mound was life and i, of course, was the worm who was about to be thrown in, whether i was ready or not.
2. Do you want to get married? Have children?
my childhood provided me with the unfortunate oppotunity to witness the failures of a number of marriages, and i can safely say that having a successful one is one my major life goals. i don't how realitic it is, though. i'm going to have to find a woman who can put up with my bullshit...that won't be easy. while i'm confident in saying that i would like to have children, i'd be a liar if i said that the idea of it doesn't scare the shit out of me. to me, raising a child seems like the most difficult task that anyone could ever undertake. there are just so many opportunities to fuck up and be an irresponsible parent...i don't know, i guess parenting is just one of those things in life that you have to figure out while you're in the process of doing it. only time will tell.
3. What was your most uncomfortable sexual experience (no need to name names)?
one time this really idiiotic, drunk girl came to a party at my apartment and very loudly proclaimed that, by night's end, she was going to have sex with me. eventually, she even went as far as to ask people to leave my apartment so that she could 'fuck me.' it was incredibly embarrasing, but i was quite drunk and, regrettably, i ended up going upsatirs with her at the end of the night. although we did not have sex, i managed to accidentaly break her nose--at the time, it seemed as though we had simply bumped heads, the nose wasn't discovered to be broken until the following afternoon--as we rolled around in bed. the next morning i woke up next to her only to realize that she had accidentally urniated in my bed...literally adding insult to her injury. i'll be the first to admit that this experience was much more uncomfortable for the young lady involved, but it also serves as an example of the extremely foolish sexual situations that i've experienced as a result of my alcoholism. god help me.
4. Who do you particularly admire, and why?
the person i admire the most is unquestiobaly my mother. this seems like a pretty stock answer, but when i take into account how hard my mother's life was for the duration of my upbringing, she's very deserving of my utmost respect. before my fifth birthday, both of her parents were gone and my father had left her to raise me on her own. selflessly, she used her entire inheritence, which was quite large, to give me a rather luxourious childhood that is more commonly experienced by children of a more privalaged background. becuase of her generousity, which will undoubtedly force her to work for the rest of her life, i am extremely well-traveled, was given a new car on my 16th birthday, always had nice clothing and, in a broader sense, have always been provided with anything that i really needed without question.
5. What is your favorite place to be?
this is a tough one, but i'd have to agree with adam and say that any place where i'm able to engage in a meaningful conversation with any number of my friends would have to be my favortie place to be. in life, at least in my opinion, there is nothing more invaluable than making a connection, on any level, with someone else, particularly someone that i really care for. nothing but conversation possesses the ability to make me feel so truly alive these days. well, maybe cocaine. i kid, i kid.
no more.