Chris's Corner

I find it ridiculous that I can’t be trusted driving myself to church.  I cannot wait to sit in the passenger seat all the way to St. John’s and have my dad bitch at me the whole time.  At some point, you guys need to realize that this “punishment” you are implementing is not productive at all.  Really all you are doing is wasting your time and mine.  To make matters worse, my mother believes I want to go to my church because I do not want or care to spend time with her.  HOW DO I FUCKING WIN?!  I absolutely love my mother with every fiber of my being.  She has no idea how much I really do appreciate everything she does.  Without her, I am not sure what kind of person I would be right now.  I hope she knows that, but our argument will probably dilute that fact.

Happy Mother’s Day

Isn’t it funny that Single Awareness Day (aka. Valentine’s Day) spells out the acronym S.A.D.? 

Have you ever had one of those nights when everything that you say throws you into a perpetual shit storm where you are getting hit from all sides?  It’s hard to get out.  Sometimes you wish for things to stop, and perhaps they do…at least for a little bit.  Then you realize that you are just in the eye of the storm with the fury still relentlessly circling around you.  Still surrounded.  Still trapped.  Still caught right in the middle.  What will save you?  How does one get out?  At this point, you are left with two options: either remain silent (and let the storm make you its bitch) or fight back through the harshness.  It’s going to hurt, but once you get out…freedom will taste so fucking sweet.  

Don’t live by other people’s standards.  Just live.