WTF!?!
My life is fucking falling apart! Most of you know that I busted up my knee at football...and I've been told it wasn't all that bad, in fact, it's getting better fast...until now...now I'm told I need surgery immediately! Out of fucking no where! So now, here's my life's standings as of now due to my knee:
West Point: GONE
Norwich Overnight Stay: GONE
Corps of Cadet's at Norwich: GONE
Football Season: DONE
Any Chance at all of Joining the Military: NONE
All of My Hopes and Dreams (i.e., mostly what has been named): SHATTERED
The official Diagnosis:
Torn Laterial Miniscus
Torn Medial Miniscus
Bruised Bone Marrow
So, in lieu of all of this, I just want to send out my most sincere thanks to Coach Philips, without whom none of this would have ever come to pass...I HOPE YOU HEARD THE FUCKING HIT YOU WANTED!
That's right, this all happened because one Coach Philips decided that there wasn't enough hitting in a particular drill, so he took it upon himself to alter said drill such a way that gaurenteed there would be massive hits...and that was begging for someone to get hurt. Ofcourse, him having me vs Kana, Dufor, and Hussey with Rigs as my protection was another stupid factor in this whole fucking idiotic happening! How did he ever expect me not to get hurt with everything against me like that? I wonder if he'd have the fucking balls to look me in the eye if he hears what he's done to me, how he's ruined everything I ever strived for in my life...so once again, Thank you Coach...and go fuck yourself.
The only good thing going for me right now is the love of my life, who is always there, if not physically then in spirit, to support me through all of this...she's the only one that is. My parents don't trust me, people I used to call friends ignore me, and it seems as if everyone is all of a sudden happy at my expense...
why god? what was that I have done to deserve this? the things I dreamed of countless years, the goals I have strived for every waking moment of my life...just snatched away from me, when I'm so close...what horrible, awful deed have I commited to deserve this punishment?
West Point: GONE
Norwich Overnight Stay: GONE
Corps of Cadet's at Norwich: GONE
Football Season: DONE
Any Chance at all of Joining the Military: NONE
All of My Hopes and Dreams (i.e., mostly what has been named): SHATTERED
The official Diagnosis:
Torn Laterial Miniscus
Torn Medial Miniscus
Bruised Bone Marrow
So, in lieu of all of this, I just want to send out my most sincere thanks to Coach Philips, without whom none of this would have ever come to pass...I HOPE YOU HEARD THE FUCKING HIT YOU WANTED!
That's right, this all happened because one Coach Philips decided that there wasn't enough hitting in a particular drill, so he took it upon himself to alter said drill such a way that gaurenteed there would be massive hits...and that was begging for someone to get hurt. Ofcourse, him having me vs Kana, Dufor, and Hussey with Rigs as my protection was another stupid factor in this whole fucking idiotic happening! How did he ever expect me not to get hurt with everything against me like that? I wonder if he'd have the fucking balls to look me in the eye if he hears what he's done to me, how he's ruined everything I ever strived for in my life...so once again, Thank you Coach...and go fuck yourself.
The only good thing going for me right now is the love of my life, who is always there, if not physically then in spirit, to support me through all of this...she's the only one that is. My parents don't trust me, people I used to call friends ignore me, and it seems as if everyone is all of a sudden happy at my expense...
why god? what was that I have done to deserve this? the things I dreamed of countless years, the goals I have strived for every waking moment of my life...just snatched away from me, when I'm so close...what horrible, awful deed have I commited to deserve this punishment?