Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Stuff. Yeah, stuff.
Sometimes I get this overwhelming feeling that I'm a useless waste of space. Like I've let my life completely pass me by. I'm an EMT, but I don't use those skills past helping my roommates and friends and other people I come across. I passed high school, but I flunked out of college so badly I can't get federal grants or loans for school. I spend most of my time writing my book and attempting to find yet another in a long line of dead end jobs that invariably piss me off to the point of wanting to tear peoples heads off. I got married when I was eighteen, and it was a horrible horrible failure. After that I spent a lot of time being lost and depressed and doing nothing with my life. So yeah, depressed insomniac rant. Enjoy.
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And yet... Your senior year you got up every morning on your own to attend ASL and Spent Monday and Wednesday nights as well as all day Saturday taking and passing that EMT class. In many ways you did very well in Colege in spite of great adversity and will again at Weber this fall. Your writing skills are amazing and you are young. I am confident you will be very successful and will have beneifited from the experiences you have descibed above. I am proud of you and look forward to your future accomplishments.
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