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I have the single shittiest weekend on record. and here it goes.
thursday my mom made me see my grandparents. i hate doing thta its depressing they are old and dying whatever i went.
friday lasted forever it was no fun.
friday night to saturday i got sick in the middle of the night cuz of my grandmas cooking and felt like shit.
saturday i went to phys therepy and was told i suck as a dancer and that i will never be any good and that they basically think i fractured something in my hip joint. i was told i have to do jack shit for 3 monthes and it is still shaky about whetehr i will be able to dance again this year if not ever.
sunday i went to that coffee house i chill at and thought the speaker was amazing. my friend shelly and robert went and shellys mom drove. shelly and her mom dispised the place and the speaker and will never come back. robert was trying ot be non judgemental i odnt htink he had fun though
my friends seneca who me being a lsoer jsut assumed i would get togetehr with once i was 18 and we would live happily ever after... told me he met someone and they really like each other.. he told me to go find someoen and do the same. i feel like someone jsut shoved a knife in me and is just twisting it. i guess i am jsut naive and thought he really loved me how dumb can i be??
andy
Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?
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No...
You are not dumb.
You're just human...
Don't be so hard on yourself... No one's perfect.
You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the Lord came and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you away from me
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That doctor should have his mouth washed out with ssoap...highly unprofessional of him to say anything about your dancing future without being a specialist in that unique area of medicine...which he isn't.
Sorry to hear about your long-distance friend dumping you...but that's HIS loss, and you can now be free to find somebody closer to you who is better for you anyhow!
It's hard, but try to think positively...it can help...:-*
"Always forgive your enemies...nothing annoys them quite so much." Oscar Wilde
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timmy
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Has no life at all |
Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
Messages: 13796
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I just know, OK.
Been there with some of it, had other shit, and am screaming with you.
When one door closes another one slams in your face.
Only it just feels like it. But hearing that doesn't help either.
You can't suck as a dancer. If you did then no-one would cast you in shows. Period. Maybe they just didn't understand what you do.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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Ok, that was a buttload and a half of bad stuff. I'm sorry, I don't really know what to say about that, other than you're a teen and life's meant to suck balls in your teens...
...Umm, yeah. Something like that, yes. (Gee, I am being SO supportive, I amaze even myself... LOL). Sorry man, I think I suck balls too. I'd laugh if it was the least bit funny!
Seriously. I am sorry people are being a-holes with you and that you hurt your hip. People really suck sometimes.
Just try to let your body heal, and then start dancing again. Hopefully by then, people have tired of being a-holes too...
Take care lil treehugger guy,
-L
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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Guest
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On fire! |
Registered: March 2012
Messages: 2344
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Grandparents, yup they are going to die. Just like everyone else on earth. The sad thing is when they are finally gone, you will realize that you will never see them again and more than likely will miss the hell out of them.
Did the therapist ever see you dance? The therapist is probably just jealous. As for the fractured hip, well shit happens. Sit the next few dances out then resume where you left off.
Bad day at the coffee house. Well, it can't be everybody's cup of tea.
Happily ever after. Well, welcome to the real world. Online relationships are often even less fleeting than real life ones. Most in person relationships don't last much longer than one good shag and breakfast in the morning. Sad but true, and all for the sake of the perfect love, (which incidently doesn't exist).
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gee that does sound like a bad weekend. i know its hard but try and look on the positive side. grandma is only here for you for a short time so try to enjoy her. with a little rest and alot of work i am sure you will be able to dance just as well again. next time there is someone good at the coffee house reinvite your friends and maybe they will have a better time. as timmy said when one door closes another one opens that just may be better than what was left behind. life is too short to be unhappy. i always found when you lose one friend they are replaced by new ones that seem to offer you much more in the long run.
so sit back, smile at what you have and be open to new challenges;-)
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smith
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On fire! |
Registered: January 1970
Messages: 1095
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Sorry...that line just jumped into my head. Maybe we need to go get Chopper and introduce him to your therapist if he's gonna whack at you.
Andy ~ Try to love on your grandparents. They won't always be there and they love you. I miss my grandpa terribly.
As for Seneca ~ You're 16, Peace&Trees ~ You've got all the time in the world on your side. The perfect "AndyPerson" is out there waiting to dance with you.
Dancing ~ You know you're good. Don't let anyone tell you any different. Rest and be all healthy when you can shake it up in ummm... 72 days. That's just 9 Mondays, not counting today.
{{{{{{{{smithhugs}}}}}}}}
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Yes, smith, you're totally right
You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the Lord came and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you away from me
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