Things aren't always as you remember them
I have been on this site forever and a day.
I seen on my profile that I wrote I was here to meet people and to maybe share some stories from my life.
I have lived a pretty extreme life due to some issues out of my control.
It seems like I write a lot about how crappy my life was growing up.
I had a horrible home life and just didn't fit in with anyone at school.
But it is funny because just as most mornings I am sitting here drinking my morning coffee watching the sun come up and reflecting.
The negative in my life apparently has completely outshined a two-year window that I experienced towards the end of school.
I was a horrible academic failure so I was super qualified for my last two years of high school to attend a trade school.
The trade school students were from different schools from all over the county.
I believe it was my first day there that I met an amazing person.
Norman. Norman was what I can only think to describe as a friend making machine. The man could enter the zombie apocalypse and come out with 12 close new zombie friends.
He lived out in farming country and didn't have access to very many people to hang out with beings as the houses are so far apart.
Norman was constantly introducing me to new people. This was kind of new to me being as I had such a hard time fitting in at my on school as long as I could remember.
It didn't take Norman very long before he had accumulated about 10 or 12 new friends. Not just people that he knew at school but these are people that he would do things with outside of school as well.
In a few short months my status as the "don't let this happen to you crowd party of one" became a small Network.
These guys were great. They were fun, smart and resourceful.
Between these 10 or 12 guys we never had trouble finding alcohol or drugs. We could always assemble three or four cars to tote everyone around in. It kind of turned into a Non-Stop party.
There was always some form of excitement to be had in this group without trying to very hard.
Every Friday after school we would all meet out to Norman's house to figure out what we were going to do for the weekend.
When you have that many young men in close proximity of one another that often you would be amazed at the stuff we could come up with to get into.
We made bombs and flamethrowers. We had road course races with two or three cars breaking all kinds of laws attempting to be the first to the destination. Some were musicians and we would get together and have jam sessions occasionally. We would attend people's parties and soon become the entertainment in some way. It was a very eventful couple of years in my life. I actually had a chance to become very social. Actually, that was where I learned how to be social.
So I guess during my reflection this morning I realized that the negative things that happen in your life can often outshine the positive just because of the amount of influence the negative can hold over you.
Let's face it no one ever had to go see a counselor because their life was way too eventful and fun.
I seen on my profile that I wrote I was here to meet people and to maybe share some stories from my life.
I have lived a pretty extreme life due to some issues out of my control.
It seems like I write a lot about how crappy my life was growing up.
I had a horrible home life and just didn't fit in with anyone at school.
But it is funny because just as most mornings I am sitting here drinking my morning coffee watching the sun come up and reflecting.
The negative in my life apparently has completely outshined a two-year window that I experienced towards the end of school.
I was a horrible academic failure so I was super qualified for my last two years of high school to attend a trade school.
The trade school students were from different schools from all over the county.
I believe it was my first day there that I met an amazing person.
Norman. Norman was what I can only think to describe as a friend making machine. The man could enter the zombie apocalypse and come out with 12 close new zombie friends.
He lived out in farming country and didn't have access to very many people to hang out with beings as the houses are so far apart.
Norman was constantly introducing me to new people. This was kind of new to me being as I had such a hard time fitting in at my on school as long as I could remember.
It didn't take Norman very long before he had accumulated about 10 or 12 new friends. Not just people that he knew at school but these are people that he would do things with outside of school as well.
In a few short months my status as the "don't let this happen to you crowd party of one" became a small Network.
These guys were great. They were fun, smart and resourceful.
Between these 10 or 12 guys we never had trouble finding alcohol or drugs. We could always assemble three or four cars to tote everyone around in. It kind of turned into a Non-Stop party.
There was always some form of excitement to be had in this group without trying to very hard.
Every Friday after school we would all meet out to Norman's house to figure out what we were going to do for the weekend.
When you have that many young men in close proximity of one another that often you would be amazed at the stuff we could come up with to get into.
We made bombs and flamethrowers. We had road course races with two or three cars breaking all kinds of laws attempting to be the first to the destination. Some were musicians and we would get together and have jam sessions occasionally. We would attend people's parties and soon become the entertainment in some way. It was a very eventful couple of years in my life. I actually had a chance to become very social. Actually, that was where I learned how to be social.
So I guess during my reflection this morning I realized that the negative things that happen in your life can often outshine the positive just because of the amount of influence the negative can hold over you.
Let's face it no one ever had to go see a counselor because their life was way too eventful and fun.
56-60, M
