Fri Oct 19 2001 - Spilling my guts, offline
Spilling my guts, offline
Wow, what a day so far. So I go to the college despite me not having a class. Went there just to basically socialize. I did have bible study, missed that, I was hanging out with Jeff. We went online looked at some stuff. Was ok. Then met up with his girlfriend Avina. Talked about some little things, they went to class eventually. I go to library. Listen to some music and look up some stuff. Was ok, except for part when libarian told me to lower volume on headphone. I eventually leave.

Next I go to student center, there Megan is there with some dude. We talk for a bit, then Jeff comes in. Then Avina. We talk, I show Avina my fav. Song. Was cool. She leaves for class. Eventually, me, Jeff and Megan talk about school. Seems like we were all very isolated before group. I was last to speak, felt odd talking about it. After, talked about psychiatrist. They both went to them before. *boy were they being open* So Avina comes back, Jeff has to leave, asks me to come with him. I go.

During the walk, we get pretty deep. That ain’t nothing, on the bus I spill my guts. Yup, basically everything. Though I didn’t tell him about here. The way it happened was cause he was opening up to me, telling me about his family. *he’s adopted* Then asks about my dad. Then I try to kind avoid it. I’m like, Oh him, I hate em. He tells me that is a strong word. So I’m like, you know what he did? He was like no. SO I start off with that, then comes to my mom. I immediately get start to get emotional on that. I’m like, I love her a lil, not that sure. He’s like WHAT?!! Starts to lecture me. I’m like, you don’t even know bout her. So after tearing up, I tell him. He is in like utter shock. We continue, we talk religon and stuff. He was telling me bout his church and how he is having troubles with certain things. After he gets off, I feel so much better. I’ve never ever told anyone offline anything about my life. I think also this is the first time I’ve ever got emotional round anyone. I usally mask the real me pretty darn well If I do say so myself.

So I ride bus till it takes me near college. I have to cut through some streets though. As I do, I sit there and look at the homes. They’re nice. Not that nice, just middle class homes that would sell for like $100,000. Must be nice to come home to that. A nice place, nice suv or van. *vans, suvs and flags everywhere* Pretty dogs, rosebeds, lawn. Gates. I always wonder what I would’ve turned out if I ever did live middle class.

Comments (3)

annette (Legacy)
when you said you tried to avoid all questioning about your father, i thought to myself ''Oh my gosh! He doesn't know!''

when you accepted Christ, his Father became yours. =) you don't have an earthly father - see, you are ''fatherless'' in the earthly sense and God specifically speaks about you concerning this... He says that HE is the father to the fatherless... THAT means you.

Know what that also means? The universe is your inheritance... the entire city where you live - the ocean, the mountains - the trees and birds.

when you see the hills - the manicured lawns and the gates which surround them, you can say ''Thank you Father, for my inheritance - thank you the earth and stars are mine ~ see my friend, you aren't born to a poorer class or even a middle class --- you are a PRINCE, born in ROYALTY - the son of the Monarch of the Universe... now walk with pride and dignity ~ you are from a royal line and heritage.

(((hugs you)))
SecretHugger (Legacy)
`secretly gives you a hug`

Safely Yours,
SecretHugger

P.S. Have a nice day Tinoz!
kaliko88 (Legacy)
*sigh* I almost had a chance at a middle class life. Then had it taken away from me. Then had a taste of it again. Then had it taken away from me again. Actually, it walked away from me. Know what? I like being low-class. The people are nicer, and not as uptight. And I have more fun.

Seeing how you turned out now - I'm a little glad you didn't become middle-class. I'm not glad your life has been rough, but middle-class is not all it's cracked up to be.

More specifically, middle-class people are not what they seem to be. Judgmental? Yep. Bitter? Oh, a tad. Unfair? Yeah, and I bloody well don't care.

To put it simply, I am quite glad you are who you turned out to be right here and now. And that is all that matters.

>^..^<
 
 
 
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