Really did you just say that?
Chapter 1... Altered reality:
You know as time goes by I know that people tend to forget the facts about things. If anyone knows this I do. Hell I can't remember what I had for dinner last night let alone the facts of the day. But the things I do remember are the memories from being a kid. Memories from high school, the Navy and lots of others. So it makes you ask yourself why is this entitled altered reality. Well it's simple. The facts about what happened when I was younger are not the same facts that other people remember. No one ever remembers how they treated the ugly fat kid. The kid that was treated so badly and was so hated for no reason other than to have some one to pick on that he needed a special pass to get out of class early to be able to get to class early. Just so he wouldn't get his ass kicked in the hall ways of the school. Now I know you all say it was just kids being kids. It's all apart of being a bully. Well this wasn't part of the bullying. I took the bullying. But this was completely uncalled for. But you know it's ok now. Those things that others did to me then made me into the stronger person I am today. It made me the better person that I am today. Everything that others did to me back then made me into who I am today. So for that and only that, I thank you. But there is more that I have to laugh about.
Chapter 2... The change in perception.
You have to love modern technology and modern conveniences. The Internet, iPads, iPhones and everything in between. They are all wonderful things. But as we live here in the year 2012, one of the things that most people use is good ole' Facebook. I mean where would we be without Facebook? I mean some people might actually be out trying to actually communicate in person to people. They wouldn't be sitting around playing zombie games, or sending ads for "testers wanted for iPad 3's. But if it wasn't for Facebook, we wouldnt be in contact with half the people that we are now-a-days. For instance I have over 500 friends on Facebook. That's from my life on the railroad, the Navy and growing up in Indiana. I personally know 99% of the people on my friends list. So you are asking yourself, what does this have to do with anything. Well this is what has to do with. It ties into what I was saying in chapter 1, about the way I was treated. I have always gotten along better with girls than guys. It's not a secret. And as any kid in high school I had a crush on a lot of girls at one time or another. But you not one of those girls hardly ever gave me the time of day let alone go out with a kid like me. Why you ask? Simple I was fat, losing my hair and not popular. I came from Clarks Hill and didn't have a lot of money like the other kids had. I didn't play sports like the other kids did. I had nothing. So I just lived my life. But there was one girl that did see something in me. She made me smile, because she taught me that there are peephole outside my family that care about me. And everyday that I would drop her off at her house, she would give me a kiss and tell me to drive as if she was still sitting next to me. To this day she is the one person next to my Fiancè that I trust the most. She knows more about me than anyone. For this and much more Carol I love you. But there are others that come to mind. The ones that say to me now, "I always thought you were cute in high school.". Or my favorite is, "you were always such a nice guy and so good looking in high school, I really wished you would have asked me out.". Oh and better yet.... " man I wish you had a crush on my in high school I would have had sex with you in a heart beat.". Well let me just say one thing real quick as a rebuttle. I did talk to these girls, I did try and get to know them, I did a lot of things to get them to notice me. I even went as far as popping their backs, or giving massages in choir everyday just so I could get them to want me to be around. I wanted them to want me. But alas it wasn't meant to be at that time. So to them I say this: I feel for you that you were never able to get to know the real me. I apologize and feel bad that you have a change in perception and an altered reality as to what really happened those many years ago. I don't hold anything against, nor will I ever. That is not me. But I want you to know, that I remember. I remember the pain. The pain then is what makes me who I am today. And for that I thank you.
You know as time goes by I know that people tend to forget the facts about things. If anyone knows this I do. Hell I can't remember what I had for dinner last night let alone the facts of the day. But the things I do remember are the memories from being a kid. Memories from high school, the Navy and lots of others. So it makes you ask yourself why is this entitled altered reality. Well it's simple. The facts about what happened when I was younger are not the same facts that other people remember. No one ever remembers how they treated the ugly fat kid. The kid that was treated so badly and was so hated for no reason other than to have some one to pick on that he needed a special pass to get out of class early to be able to get to class early. Just so he wouldn't get his ass kicked in the hall ways of the school. Now I know you all say it was just kids being kids. It's all apart of being a bully. Well this wasn't part of the bullying. I took the bullying. But this was completely uncalled for. But you know it's ok now. Those things that others did to me then made me into the stronger person I am today. It made me the better person that I am today. Everything that others did to me back then made me into who I am today. So for that and only that, I thank you. But there is more that I have to laugh about.
Chapter 2... The change in perception.
You have to love modern technology and modern conveniences. The Internet, iPads, iPhones and everything in between. They are all wonderful things. But as we live here in the year 2012, one of the things that most people use is good ole' Facebook. I mean where would we be without Facebook? I mean some people might actually be out trying to actually communicate in person to people. They wouldn't be sitting around playing zombie games, or sending ads for "testers wanted for iPad 3's. But if it wasn't for Facebook, we wouldnt be in contact with half the people that we are now-a-days. For instance I have over 500 friends on Facebook. That's from my life on the railroad, the Navy and growing up in Indiana. I personally know 99% of the people on my friends list. So you are asking yourself, what does this have to do with anything. Well this is what has to do with. It ties into what I was saying in chapter 1, about the way I was treated. I have always gotten along better with girls than guys. It's not a secret. And as any kid in high school I had a crush on a lot of girls at one time or another. But you not one of those girls hardly ever gave me the time of day let alone go out with a kid like me. Why you ask? Simple I was fat, losing my hair and not popular. I came from Clarks Hill and didn't have a lot of money like the other kids had. I didn't play sports like the other kids did. I had nothing. So I just lived my life. But there was one girl that did see something in me. She made me smile, because she taught me that there are peephole outside my family that care about me. And everyday that I would drop her off at her house, she would give me a kiss and tell me to drive as if she was still sitting next to me. To this day she is the one person next to my Fiancè that I trust the most. She knows more about me than anyone. For this and much more Carol I love you. But there are others that come to mind. The ones that say to me now, "I always thought you were cute in high school.". Or my favorite is, "you were always such a nice guy and so good looking in high school, I really wished you would have asked me out.". Oh and better yet.... " man I wish you had a crush on my in high school I would have had sex with you in a heart beat.". Well let me just say one thing real quick as a rebuttle. I did talk to these girls, I did try and get to know them, I did a lot of things to get them to notice me. I even went as far as popping their backs, or giving massages in choir everyday just so I could get them to want me to be around. I wanted them to want me. But alas it wasn't meant to be at that time. So to them I say this: I feel for you that you were never able to get to know the real me. I apologize and feel bad that you have a change in perception and an altered reality as to what really happened those many years ago. I don't hold anything against, nor will I ever. That is not me. But I want you to know, that I remember. I remember the pain. The pain then is what makes me who I am today. And for that I thank you.
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