Been nearly a month since I last posted. Not even sure if anyone is still reading this. But I need something better than facebook or twitter sometimes. I have meant to post. Its just hard lately to put whats in my head to words. Maybe its because my mind is always going a mile a minute and I cant slow down, or maybe I'm just not as good at expressing myself as I think I used to be. I dont know.
Ever feel like no matter what you do in life, no matter how hard you try, how much effort you exert, your just never good enough? Yea. I feel like that in all aspects of my life.
My Dzadzi (Polish for grandfather) passed away this morning. He was 98. He's the last of my grandparents to pass on, and this one hurts the most, because he's the only one I was really close with. He was a mechanic and a tank driver in the Army in World War 2, was a machinist and a bunch of other things over the years. I can remember being over at their house when I was a little kid, and getting to tinker with things in his basement workshop, or helping paint stuff. I guess that's part of what put me towards where I am. He was always so proud of what I was doing with my life and always wanted to hear the stories when I would be able to visit him. I'm really going to miss him..... But it is for the best, his health was starting to really go downhill. My mom said he only weighed 90 pounds. :-\ Hopefully he's back with my grandmother ,and looking for something to putter around with.
Im not happy here. I've been here since July, and I have yet to make any friends. I have a couple car guys I know up in Wilmington, NC about 90 minutes away, but I have to not be myself to a point around them, plus they partake in some stuff I want nothing to do with. I dont even know how to make friends anymore since I dont like going to bars.
I feel like I'm kinda done with furry. Havent even unpacked my suit since I moved. I still like the art and whatnot, but desire to go to a con or a meet is at like zero. I feel like there are much better aspects of my life that I could but that time, effort and money into. There's so many fake, shallow people. I'm tired of meeting people who suddenly vanish when they find out you wont sleep with them, or the people that are all "we should hang out / play video games / do something" together and then just stop talking to you. Stay classy you fucking retards. And looking at the Carolina furs groups on Facebook and whatnot, its just a bunch of stupid derp kids that want to go be lifestylers everywhere they can. Maybe I just miss the old days and the old ways?
Work... is. I work a lot , but its partially because I have nothing else to do, plus I want experience. I worked 23 days straight last month. Busted ass this week to balance and rehang all the flight controls on an ATR72 for FedEx in under 2 days. Only to get yelled at because the plane isnt leaving on time due to something else. Its rough. I'm working 2 weeks straight now because I want to try and see some stuff out on time, and when Im working I feel a little bit better about myself. We did get a new Director of Maintenance at work (my boss's boss) and after talking to him, I'm hopeful that in the next few months things might get better. Hopefully in March I will be going to Pratt and Whitney for training.
I want to go racing more. I want the season to start. I want to get back behind the wheel. I'm truly happy then. But even that takes money I may or may not have. Really want to go run some track days if I can get the scratch together. Just give me a half hour of turning laps, time by myself, with my car, cause no matter what you think, sometimes Phoenix is the only one that understands me.
theres more.. relationship stuff, and some head demons... but I dont want to get into that now....
Ever feel like no matter what you do in life, no matter how hard you try, how much effort you exert, your just never good enough? Yea. I feel like that in all aspects of my life.
My Dzadzi (Polish for grandfather) passed away this morning. He was 98. He's the last of my grandparents to pass on, and this one hurts the most, because he's the only one I was really close with. He was a mechanic and a tank driver in the Army in World War 2, was a machinist and a bunch of other things over the years. I can remember being over at their house when I was a little kid, and getting to tinker with things in his basement workshop, or helping paint stuff. I guess that's part of what put me towards where I am. He was always so proud of what I was doing with my life and always wanted to hear the stories when I would be able to visit him. I'm really going to miss him..... But it is for the best, his health was starting to really go downhill. My mom said he only weighed 90 pounds. :-\ Hopefully he's back with my grandmother ,and looking for something to putter around with.
Im not happy here. I've been here since July, and I have yet to make any friends. I have a couple car guys I know up in Wilmington, NC about 90 minutes away, but I have to not be myself to a point around them, plus they partake in some stuff I want nothing to do with. I dont even know how to make friends anymore since I dont like going to bars.
I feel like I'm kinda done with furry. Havent even unpacked my suit since I moved. I still like the art and whatnot, but desire to go to a con or a meet is at like zero. I feel like there are much better aspects of my life that I could but that time, effort and money into. There's so many fake, shallow people. I'm tired of meeting people who suddenly vanish when they find out you wont sleep with them, or the people that are all "we should hang out / play video games / do something" together and then just stop talking to you. Stay classy you fucking retards. And looking at the Carolina furs groups on Facebook and whatnot, its just a bunch of stupid derp kids that want to go be lifestylers everywhere they can. Maybe I just miss the old days and the old ways?
Work... is. I work a lot , but its partially because I have nothing else to do, plus I want experience. I worked 23 days straight last month. Busted ass this week to balance and rehang all the flight controls on an ATR72 for FedEx in under 2 days. Only to get yelled at because the plane isnt leaving on time due to something else. Its rough. I'm working 2 weeks straight now because I want to try and see some stuff out on time, and when Im working I feel a little bit better about myself. We did get a new Director of Maintenance at work (my boss's boss) and after talking to him, I'm hopeful that in the next few months things might get better. Hopefully in March I will be going to Pratt and Whitney for training.
I want to go racing more. I want the season to start. I want to get back behind the wheel. I'm truly happy then. But even that takes money I may or may not have. Really want to go run some track days if I can get the scratch together. Just give me a half hour of turning laps, time by myself, with my car, cause no matter what you think, sometimes Phoenix is the only one that understands me.
theres more.. relationship stuff, and some head demons... but I dont want to get into that now....
Currently At: United States, South Carolina, Myrtle Beach
I'm Feeling:
depressed
depressedListening To: Rawtekk: Snowflakes
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