Post #17- Hope You're Happy...

If I knew this week would be like this at the point of my last post I would have never came. Much like walking into a party, taking one look around and realizing you just do not belong. Despite the crack users in the corner you continue to walk in wondering if maybe theres someone you know. When you walk out the back door to the patio, you see people passed out by the pool, the keg is nowhere in sight and theres no one you know here or at least... conscious. Before you know it your surrounded by a bunch of things you don't understand and your too embarrassed to ask where the door is. Despite your situation you remain polite it's pretty obvious you just arrived (you still have your pants on). You probably have a few questions. "Why did I come here in the first place?", "Why is no one wearing pants?", and lastly "What can I do to improve the situation?". You begin to search for the door on your own and things are happening around you but you remain undistracted despite the fact you recognized how much fun these people seem to be having. This ain't your scene kid!

That's an overwhelming metaphor I know, but I'm not sorry because thats how I've felt so far this week. Regardless there are many things to appreciate: Like for instance I appreciate you've taken a moment to read the mindless ramblings of a 20 something like myself, and I appreciate things that happen to me that in turn give me wonderful things to tell you happy or sad.

On the lighter side... here's a story. I woke up rather surprised and I don't know if you do this but I do. Sometimes when recently I have been having trouble sleeping the morning after the night I do finally fall asleep I always wakeup surprised I ever fell asleep. The second reason was that where I woke up and that was under my bed. Now I can only speculate, but I am going to imagine I had some sort of dream where I needed to seek cover from an oncoming attack from an army known as "the Protagonists". Your probably realizing a couple things A. That is an extremely specific guess. To that I say you don't know me. B. If your a fan of literature much like myself the Protagonist isn't usually the ones causing the issues. Well to that I say I created them based on irony. I envisioned them of some type of power that claim to be one thing but really act another way. So even though they act more like antagonists they call themselves "The Protagonists" because they are in charge and who are you to say what they should be called. I hope you are recognizing the satirical brilliance of my brain matters conjugation. All this is neither here nor there. So a few things are happening here. My back hurts, theres an awful noise in the kitchen, and the first thing I think is "Where's my phone". I have to stop this story again because I'd like to, again, add commentary on the fact that the noise I heard could have very well been a tornado ripping through my apartment, and still, even then, I'd be more curious as to where my phone was and move on from there. Anyways, I walk out my door only to see a miniature bald man scraping up tile in my kitchen. I would have inquired further if he wouldn't have looked up to display more clearly his name tag to reveal that he was called Pete. I don't have

much of a relationship with Peter the maintenance gnome, but I do feel comfortable enough to say to him, "Excuse me sir, What the hell are you doing?". I know that I am not extremely well versed on things like tile or refurbishing things. Peter the maintenance gnome however doesn't know this so when I get an answer like, "routine maintenance sir.", I am left to believe this little bastard thinks I am a retard. "Now listen here I spent the whole night fighting off an army of-" Woah, brain got ahead of me there... I try again. "OK". I turn around go pee and walk back into my room. That didn't go as confrontational as I wanted, but i've heard some pretty powerful stuff about gnomes and I know better to disagree with one.

I'm glad you've enjoyed my anti-climaticism (which my computer tells me IS a word so ha. I knew what you were thinking), however there is a lesson to be learned. You don't get it? Duh, don't get drunk bring home the first short homeless guy you find, dress him up like a gnome as a joke, and let him free in your apartment and black out under your bed only to wake up in the morning forgetting everything. I wonder how much he sold those tiles for...

Writing a blog has proven to be pleasantly challenging. Some days the most difficult task I face is having to reach all the way to the shift key to capitalize my I's. Other days it's so difficult for me to figure out something to write about I give up. Hence the consistently infrequent posting I do now. So I guess you can just treat that like an explanation if you were wondering.

I did mention that this week so far has not been the best week at all. Without delving into the logistics and such I'd like to thank, my friends/family who have come together to let me know they care and be there for me. In a way losing has been reassuring to me at least to know that someone is there for me, or in this case a lot of someones are there for me. There's nothing more I can ask for and realize that now I find myself glad thats all I have, I could be left with worse. No one's perfect, no one has everything they want, and certainly no one person will be around forever. Enjoy the time, remember the laughs, and be prepared to accept the changes of life that come at you, sometimes faster than you know. Life has a way of keeping you in check. Be ready.

I thank you guys all for reading, hopefully my story wasn't too farfetched for you, but I certainly enjoyed writing it. Have a wonderful rest of your, day/week. Leave me comments, let me know whats on your mind, I got a lot on the last post so keep it up! "I hope your happy, you really deserve it". Thanks.

-ToDD