Things
Haven't written to this in a while. Been Efing busy like you wouldn't believe. Been living to work and not working to live. Drunk now, can probably tell that by the way I am writting sentences. In one of those depressed ass moods where I am questioning every decision I've made in my life. Wish I could just call someone up, or more importantly wake someone up laying next to me and just talk things out. Won't do that though because one, haven't had anyone answer a phone call I've placed in a while and two, its late and I'm not really an ass. Ramble on here instead.
What is wrong with the world today? I mean really are we in the end of days or what? Pretty soon things are going to be us against them, them against us, and the whole world is going to be in conflict.
I'd like to tell my parents that I'm proud of everything they did, everything they sacrificed to make my life the way it is, and if I had a choice I'd not change a thing that they had done. Then again, I never will in so many words not when I find it embarassing to tell them that I love them. I don't know when I ever uttered those three simple words to either of them.
Just realized something as I sit here going over the memories of my past, trying to remember just what I remember and what I don't. Can remember quite a bit of when I was 3... 4... 5... have nothing at all that I can recall of being in the second grade, not even who my teachers were. Can name all the others except that one. Strange that.... figure last year in old Elemenetary school before new one was build would be memoriable. Figure that brother in kindergarten would be the same. Can remember waiting for bus with him while in third grade... can remember a lot of shit, but not second grade. Wierd that is...
What is wrong with the world today? I mean really are we in the end of days or what? Pretty soon things are going to be us against them, them against us, and the whole world is going to be in conflict.
I'd like to tell my parents that I'm proud of everything they did, everything they sacrificed to make my life the way it is, and if I had a choice I'd not change a thing that they had done. Then again, I never will in so many words not when I find it embarassing to tell them that I love them. I don't know when I ever uttered those three simple words to either of them.
Just realized something as I sit here going over the memories of my past, trying to remember just what I remember and what I don't. Can remember quite a bit of when I was 3... 4... 5... have nothing at all that I can recall of being in the second grade, not even who my teachers were. Can name all the others except that one. Strange that.... figure last year in old Elemenetary school before new one was build would be memoriable. Figure that brother in kindergarten would be the same. Can remember waiting for bus with him while in third grade... can remember a lot of shit, but not second grade. Wierd that is...