Seriously, come on.
Nine months, a wealth of shit, a new home, a new job, still massive(more massive to be exact) financial problems, alcohol and drug abuse, and the most retarded love interests that anyone could ever conceive. I was just today denied the opportunity to serve my country as an officer due to my unyielding honesty about the aforementioned drug abuse, and things are generally all around shitty.
But the funniest part is, it's better than when I posted last.
I quit my previous job, and now I'm waiting tables in Denton, TX with a degree. But Denton feels like home. It's odd, but this city feels like my city. I like the people I've met, the place I'm staying, and I'm almost apprehensive about leaving, which is in itself slightly depressing, but not really. I think I'm going to get a job at another restaurant to help pay bills, all while trying to find what I really want to do in life. But right now I need to rant.
So today my honesty fucked me. Congrats U.S. government, you really are built on a house of lies. If you find yourself saying "well yeah," and questioning my intellect based on my oversight of this obvious truth, I'll put it out there that I had a slight bit more faith in honesty and what is right, but no longer. Once again the right is rewarded with disappointment, and the few sweet days I had of bliss in having a sense of direction in my life has careened off track again. I tell myself it is most likely for the better, but I really can't see it. It's a self delusion at this point, an effort in convincing myself that through high morals and my self conceived sense of faith in mankind, that humanity is doing its best to disprove. I abominate this situation, because I really can see no benefit to me or the country I would have served. Good job!
There's more to this post somewhere, but for now I'm going to go get drunk.
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