D'Artagnan59
The Gascon
My last two months have sucked.
The girl sitting in front of me in Latin class had paid attention to me for a long time. She was always there to talk to, always interested in what I’ve been doing, and always there to be a friend. I always help her in Latin, and soon, after a short time, I fell in love. This was not the first time, but I fell for her. Hard. About a month of developing a good friendship, I decided that the day after I would ask her to go to the movies or something. The fire drill came, and we both walked together to our Latin class’s space in the parking lot (no cars were there, thankfully). Then, some other boy came along and asked her out. She said yes and immediately abandoned me for her new boyfriend. Needless to say, I was crushed. There was nothing to do but walk to the parking spot, dejected and with my head down.
If that’s not enough, I soon get the news that my best friend has pneumonia. Not a huge deal, right?
The pneumonia collapses his lung and my best friend almost dies. I now begin to think that God hates me. Nothing catastrophic will happen again, right?
Nope. I soon get news that my cat has cancer and will die very soon. She’s emaciated, she’s paralyzed, and she’s losing hair over her tumors (one on her thyroid, one in her lung). To be honest, I’m surprised she’s still alive. She barely can make it up the stairs and always either rotates between under my parents’ bed and under my desk, though she’ll gladly take my bed as a place to stay. My other cat died from cancer (my parents didn’t even tell me for a week to “ease my suffering” [it only increased it and I hated my parents for quite a bit after]), and now this one’s going too by the same way.
This isn’t catastrophic, but still an obstacle. Power went out for a week. Wasn’t a big deal, I had a place with Wi-fi a few minutes away, and we had wood stoves and a flashlight. We still could live without power, and we did. Surprisingly, I didn’t march over to the electric company and started screaming at them to bring the power back. We were all on edge for the first four days, but on the fifth and sixth, we were calm.
So to sum it up, I see another guy ask my crush out, my best friend almost dies, my cat’s close to dying, and power was out for a week. There are people with worse lives than me, but I’ve got a pretty crappy one right now.
The girl sitting in front of me in Latin class had paid attention to me for a long time. She was always there to talk to, always interested in what I’ve been doing, and always there to be a friend. I always help her in Latin, and soon, after a short time, I fell in love. This was not the first time, but I fell for her. Hard. About a month of developing a good friendship, I decided that the day after I would ask her to go to the movies or something. The fire drill came, and we both walked together to our Latin class’s space in the parking lot (no cars were there, thankfully). Then, some other boy came along and asked her out. She said yes and immediately abandoned me for her new boyfriend. Needless to say, I was crushed. There was nothing to do but walk to the parking spot, dejected and with my head down.
If that’s not enough, I soon get the news that my best friend has pneumonia. Not a huge deal, right?
The pneumonia collapses his lung and my best friend almost dies. I now begin to think that God hates me. Nothing catastrophic will happen again, right?
Nope. I soon get news that my cat has cancer and will die very soon. She’s emaciated, she’s paralyzed, and she’s losing hair over her tumors (one on her thyroid, one in her lung). To be honest, I’m surprised she’s still alive. She barely can make it up the stairs and always either rotates between under my parents’ bed and under my desk, though she’ll gladly take my bed as a place to stay. My other cat died from cancer (my parents didn’t even tell me for a week to “ease my suffering” [it only increased it and I hated my parents for quite a bit after]), and now this one’s going too by the same way.
This isn’t catastrophic, but still an obstacle. Power went out for a week. Wasn’t a big deal, I had a place with Wi-fi a few minutes away, and we had wood stoves and a flashlight. We still could live without power, and we did. Surprisingly, I didn’t march over to the electric company and started screaming at them to bring the power back. We were all on edge for the first four days, but on the fifth and sixth, we were calm.
So to sum it up, I see another guy ask my crush out, my best friend almost dies, my cat’s close to dying, and power was out for a week. There are people with worse lives than me, but I’ve got a pretty crappy one right now.
That sucks
I go to the front of the line, and I give my ID to the clerk. The account is under my parents name, and I have used the ID before to get movies from this exact same store. This 5 foot dweeb looks at the ID for a couple of seconds, looks at the computer, and then tells me I cannot rent the movie because the account is under my name. At first, I asked him why this was so, I have done it before. He just responds, sorry, I can't do that. I explained that it was quite obvious that I was in fact, related to my father by the fact that I share a name, address, phone number, and even looks. No dice, so we left. We were stuck watching some boring romantic comedy, but this friend gets a phone call from the parental units then informs me she has to go. What a night. I mean, at the very least, it was not a blue ball. But god damnit, 15 more minutes, and I know it would have been.
jermaine 
