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The other day I heard a story, so beautiful yet sad. It went something like this.
I fell in love, tottaly and unexpectedly. His eyes as blue as the sky. Holding the weight of the world in them. His lopsided smile so broad it could light up an entire nation, and make ease a nervous soul. His every movement drawing me in, his every word captivating me. The way my heart pounds and my breathing quickens is shameless. I fear it will betray me. I feel but 16 again, and me, a full grown adult.
Every day drags on by. The clock ticking loudly. The minutes pass slowly, Tick tock. Louder and louder the ticking grows. I can not even hear myself think. I wish for the day to be gone so i may get a glimpse, but tonight is not the night. Busy lives and another day is gone. I would but let my life pass in a flash if only for one glimpse. Another day dawns, another day of slowly ticking minutes. The morning seems to take years to pass. I check my phone, still nothing. Then as if on command the phone rings. I race to get it, and breathlessly I say "hello" . It is not Him. My heart drops and my eyes go blurry. I knew it would not be Him yet I stil had hoped it would be. As the afternoon turns into evening and every ring of the phone turns out to be someone else. The clock ticks louder and again I can not hear my self think. Evening arrives bringing the rain. I am not as sad when it rains because when it rains i no longer feel alone. The roll of the thunder in my ear, and the drops of water so big and wet landing on my face somehow relieves me like a song. Lifting the shawdows for a spell. Then again the phone rings. Do I dare race to answer, without a question I will always race to answer. This call is Him, and joy fills my heart. I smile and blush like a school girl, and chat like a gossiping old lady. Then one hour,and another passes in a flash. Then it is time to say good nite. As I wish him sweet dreams and safety, tears fill my eyes. I try hard not to let him hear the sadness, or see the tears. I know life is hard enough without having to worry about those we love. So chin up and kisses blown, and I am ready for another day to drag slowly by.
Hoped you guys liked it....pixie!
Ok, here is my burden. I was working at a job I truely love. I worked with mentally retarded individuals. All going well for 361days.Then one day im accused of verbal abuse toward my favorite client. Do I even need to tell you guys that I didn't do? I didn't do it! Well, there were no witnesses only the one person that accused me was around me. All the other staff were in the kitchen the doors shut, and I was outside with my clien where I was suppose to be. Long story short, I spilt tea on myself and supposedly I called my client a "worthless piece of shit". #1 this client is someone i truely love, I share whatever I have with him from my drink to my Marb's. I think more of him and the other clients than alot of my acquaintences. I do not make a habit of cussing people out period. No matter who they are. #2 this client did not spill or throw the tea on me. So I had no reason to cuss him anyway. Well the question I have about loyalty comes in where the co-workers lied on me and about the situation. They lied about where they were at bcz had they admitted they were no where around their assigned clients they all would have been in trouble. So to save their own asses they sacrifice mine.jumped ships like a pack of RATS! Fuckin bitches. I have covered every one of their asses when they called off work, or would volunteer to work if they had a doctors appointment, or even a personal outing. I had only called off 2 times in one yr. 1 of those was a call off that came freom my requested time off and they couldn't get these same bitches to come in for me and I didnt even find out till I was already out of town! Ohhhh and i was late 3 times and all under 30 minutes. Where is the loyalty for a Co-worker that covers your ass no matter what? Now I am fighting my termination thru the union. It doesn't look good for me. Karma is a bitch I hope I get to see what is handed out to these bitches!
ok, so here is my gripe! why do people have to be haters and 2facers? even if they dont know you... for example. i might tell someone that im in nursing school. well, this leads to where i attend college. now this would be ok if people were not such haters. they want to know why im going there and why didnt i go to WVU or somewhere else. then i hear about how they dont think Salem U is a good college ( they never went to college, and half dont have even a GED). Not that i give a shit what anyone thinks, but im sic of hearin the dumb shit. why assholes wanna take their sorry lives out on me? i am trying to do something about mine instead of bitchin bout my predic-a-ment. not my fault people are happier wollerin in their own shit and sorrows.... I luv to be a friend to people and like to think i have a sympathetic ear, but damn dont bitch about or try and make me feel like shit cz im tyrin to better myself and you're not. FUCK! ohh yea and one more thing.... the first 5 years of hearin how ur life sucks is kewl, but if u aint liftin a finger toward makin you're own life better i dont want to hear about it till I'm old and gray!!!!
