Last Nite
This was my thoughts of last night. It was really quick because i was afraid to say too much, but after i read my anger i didn't want to delete it so i just set it to private. I figure i can put it on here in its entirety seeing as how only maybe 2 people read my crap any way. So for the sake of at least one person, here is my blog post.
"Welp, today was actually going well. I got to see Brittney, we had fun, she had to go to work. It was a good, relaxed day. But no. Everything got punched in the balls unexpectedly. I mean, the evening has its little annoyances, such as, youth leaders thinking everything is too loud and that everything needs to be turned down to where i cant hear anything, or the generally being at church thing that has been bothering me a lot lately. But to top it all off, i got reminded of all the things i tried to forget. All the things i buried in my head to never look at again came right back at me, and i swear if i had a pistol in my hand i would be hard pressed to choose between myself or the crowd. So of course i cant think of anything else, the set tonite was painful, i couldnt hear a thing and i know i caught myself off on the drums tonite which pisses me off, a lot. Just to have to come off stage with my pain and hate staring me in the face. All through the message, he was talking about things that just thrashed in my head making me just wanting to get up and leave. The whole gang was there and i couldnt talk, because only bad things would come out. On the way out of church i couldn't hear anything but New Faith, and when i pulled up all i remember was The Fight Song."
So yeah, if you have any questions, just leave a comment or contact me in any form you please. Sorry, but the topic makes me cold