| | Oh the power of venting
I DO have something to rant about (and I'll try to keep it short.)
I
really hate when two people are in a relationship and when that
relationship ends, people pick sides. Why? I don't get it. I think it's
stupid. My parents were married 27 years...so why do one have to hate
one person in the relationship and side with the other?
I was asked the other day what I felt about the fact that my father cheated on my mother.
I
honestly, in the past two years, haven't thought about it. I saw that
my father left because he was unhappy. The girlfriend was a side note.
And to be honest, I don't really care. It just makes me sick when my
mom's side of the family talk about my dad in a negative light. Get
your own life. Stop focusing on the mistakes of others.
I
bring this up because apparently people STILL hate me over what
happened between me and Glenn, and I know it. I know that whilst I went
away to Lynchburg in my little happy bubble that people here started to
think less of me. I deserve it, yeah. I'm horrible at calling people
back and since I've gone away to college, I hate talking to people on
the phone. But really, why are people so FUCKING FOCUSED on my life?
WHy do they care? Shit happens. It still reminds me of the time that I
dated someone who cheated on me, and his friends sided with him and
hated me for breaking up with him. I was the good guy, and I got hated
on and criticized.
Maybe this is what I hate most about
relationships. It doesn't really matter how long they are, nine months
or 27 years, people still pick sides at the end.
Why can't everyone just love each other and forgive?
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This
is just another part of why i've been feeling so horrible lately. It's
part of a long story on how I really don't feel like I belong here
anymore. In fact, I feel like such a drifter and I totally hate myself
right now. There has been a lot on my mind, and in the past month, I
really have been quite alone. I go to the grind, and that's about it. I
don't have inspiration for much else.
In fact, Dr. Alerding
called me yesterday because she suspected that something wasn't right
because I hadn't emailed her in about 2-3 weeks or so. She landed a job
at James Madison University (JMU!) and it makes me happy that she
finally found something.
Anyway, the only thing that has been
keeping me sane is Vacation Bible School. It has been a total blast! I
love it. Pastor Donna and I have been working on the Bible Adventures
section and it has been fun. Hahahaha today she acted as Lazarus (whom
Jesus resurrected from the dead) and it was so funny...the kids totally
got a kick outta us. Monday we did this story about a paralyzed man
being lifted through the roof of this house by his friends so that he
could be healed by Jesus. Pastor Donna got to throw stuff through the
makeshift ceiling, hehe.
On Sunday, I went to church and
afterwards, a bunch of the men helped me finish the walls I was
building for VBS. My church is pretty amazing, we finished up in like
20 minutes. I gave Mike Aldrich (one of the guys from church) a ride
home, and then I went to Deb's graduation party. It was so good to see
her again!
After that I went to work. I totally freaked a bunch of people out when I'd recite random history facts to them...
"Your
total sir is $17.83 and did you know that that was the year that the
U.S. signed the Treaty of Paris and finally gained independence?"
"$18.85...Chester Arthur was serving his term as the 21st president during this year."
Amazing.
that night I came home and painted dropcloths for church. Yay
Monday
afternoon I slept and ran out to Jo Ann's and Home Depot. I am not a
Home Depot fan but their prices on dropcloths are about half of Smith
Hardware's. I also got Edy's Caramel Praline Frozen yogurt and it's
really good.
Today I slept. And read up about Route 66 a lot.
On
Saturday I worked, too. I ran into Doug Hufnagel which was a pleasant
surprise. He dyed his hair black with a blonde stripe in it. I used to
work with him at Smith's back in the day.
Oh how everything is always better in retrospect.
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