Friday, November 13, 2009

2009: Quite literally the worst year of my life

Well you read the title, you know what this ones about. Honestly its really sad that 2009 has become what is has become because the end of 07 and all of 08 were the greatest time ever.

The end of 2007, which seems so long ago, was the beginning of my senior year of high school. And if I compare the things that I had then compared to now it amazes me. I was in school (getting decent grades actually), a ridiculous amount of friends, a girl that I was actually involved with, and by the start of 2007 I had a job that I was having fun at. On top of that I had, not the greatest but an actual tolerable relationship with my parents. Looking back on school, I had 2 teachers that I would never forget, Ms.Bowers and Ms.Miller. Ms. Miller was the classic hot English teacher that I think every guy has. Not only that though she was super cool and stupid smart. She taught me a new love for reading and writing that I used to have but died down until that class. Also unbeknownst to here I loved anything and everything that had to do with ancient times or mythology an it just so happens that, that was the majority of what we read and write about. Now Ms Bowers was the like the type of teacher you can relate to. It was her first class ever (and her last) that she taught so it was not only her time teaching environmental science but it was my first learning it. She was the first teacher Ive ever had that treated me like the adult that I was becoming. She didn't mind that we were late occasionally, or that we ate McDonald's, or that sometimes I could just sit in her class and just talk. It was my senior year what can I say, it was awesome. I had a girl (not a girlfriend but we might as well have been)that were growing closer and apart at the same time. Either way it was great and I miss it now. By the time I graduated I had some of the greatest times ever in high school and was ready for college. I left for college in August to learn to cook. The school Nicholls State in Louisiana. Granted it was a mostly white school but it was the most fun Ive ever had. While I was down there my father called me an asked if he could borrow a few thousand dollars. (I don't remember now how much it was and I don't plan on getting it back now). Little did I know at the time that, that one event would single handily change the events of my life for the worse. I only had one stipulation with "loan", I needed that money back by the beginning of my next semester. Of course me being me and my family being by family that didn't happen. And with that I entered the shit storm that is 2009

I came home and still gave my father the benefit of the doubt and was expecting to be repaid before the deadline of my second semester starting. Once that didn't happen I made a the stupid decision to pay about $1500 so that I wouldn't have to pay back the $16000 loan that i got to go to school. A smart person would have actually attended the classes that they paid $1500 for but not me. I decided to pay for it then forget about it. I decided to go on a cruise for my birthday with my best friend and his family. It was fun, crazy, emotional all wrapped into one. This was the first time that I have fell as they say "head over heels" for a girl. In my opinion to this day she was perfect. We fooled around a lil bit but nothing to serious. A part of me knew it wouldn't be the same off as it was on but I had hope. She sent me texts that gave me that hope. One day about a week after the cruise I sat at the top of my basement steps and everything hit that was happening hit me in waves. I wasn't gonna get paid back, which meant I had to live with my parents, I lost the girl of my dreams, and apart of was tired of it. It wasn't the first time I thought about killing myself but it was the first time I seriously considered doing it. I have to give a huge thank you to Taylor Medlock, whether she knows it or not she kept me from committing suicide. For this I will always love her. So after all of this I spent some time bouncing from job to job, and girl to girl. My father being a realtor and my mother retired (which still causes me confusion to this day cause she was always the breadwinner) they were rapidly losing money when the market fell off and now houses where being sold. This caused my father to be a taxi driver now and my mother to claim shes been looking for a job for the past like 16 months which I think is a joke. Now I'm waiting to leave for this job with the government (which was a last result) that I didn't want to take. The only upside to it is that now I am guaranteed money, alot of it and I wont be in my parents house for another year if its the last thing I do. Well its a month and a half left in 09 maybe something good will happen.

1 comment:

  1. you're one of my favorite people on earth. straight like that.