I Promise The Next One Will Be Happier

Do you ever get the urge to start a conversation with a question? or is it a necessity? I ask this because it took me 5 minutes to figure out how to start this blog post. I'm not too used to writing anymore, and I felt it difficult to even start this. I even had a no nonsense title that probably has nothing to do with what I want to write about; Impersonally Honest.

Well, to talk about what I wanted to now. So, today I was reading some blogs that belong to my friends, and I thought to myself "what wonderful writing". Sure these are just posts and not necessarily written to be professional, but they are so honest, I can actually imagine the authors speaking these words, but I realized that I don't post quite enough and one of the reasons is that not may people seem to read this, maybe they do, I don't know. I think I tend to drive them away with my negative posts and pretentiously not-funny jokes (like this entire sentence), yet it seems like that's all I feel. It's not what I want to feel, but it just happens. In fact, I'm just BSing this post and it feels depressing.

So, when I was in Junior High, I had forgotten how to be happy. I was pissed off all the time, sad, failing classes and I even started drinking. I was not a happy person, I had my favorite teacher die several weeks before starting school, I really had no friends to talk to and the one girl I liked saw me as a brother. It's sad and overly dramatic, but this in essence is probably the root of my depression. In High School, or at least my sophomore and junior year, I still felt alone, regardless of the friends that I actually had. I was still failing classes and making very little academic progress, I wasn't as angry, I was sad. Sad and Alone. It still seems dramatic and nobody did this to me, but me. My parents became aware of this and took me to a doctor and I was diagnosed with depression. But I was just a little happier for one reason, Theater.

It seems that Theater saved my life, not so much the art of it, but the person that taught me. Sherry Smith is like a guardian angel to me, I consider her as such. In my sophomore year I sat in the back corner, black hoody on my head and a quiet disposition. She then introduced me to Improv. Still quiet, lonely and not quite fitting in anyplace I did improv and found a naturally talent in it. She taught me more on the subject and I took more classes. I helped and became a thespian, I felt like I belonged finally. I helped tremendously and won several awards, not for my acting ability, but for my contributions to the class. Helping, working with everyone and going out of my way to build and organize things. I was even named Thespian Student of the Year in my Senior year. I was happy, but the whole time, I still felt alone and depressed.

How could I succeed, have fun and be surrounded by people, yet still feel so alone? I had nobody for me to share all this with. Sure, there's your classmates, but it seems like I was just... with them, not a part of them. They were friends, laughing and hanging out, and I just stuck to the side. I had friends, but most of them left, had other friends (which is not a bad thing), had jobs, had lives. I had nothing, but theater. My mother made me very sheltered and in effect left me fairly antisocial, in fact I hold a lot of spite towards my mother for it and that's what drives me to move out.

And even still in College, I still feel alone, yeah I chill with some of my best friends, yet they all still have their lives and problems and other friends and days like today I end up alone and on facebook. I read people's blogs about hanging out with friends, moving on in life and just being awesome, yet I stand still. In college living in high school.

I still live with the stress of depression and a constant fight for me is smoking, I don't yet everyday I wake with the urge to go buy a pack and start puffing away. Sure, by 10 am it's a distant memory, yet to wake up with the urge everyday, it's not a happy thing. I sound yet again, so dramatic. Well to cover the stress and to keep my mind clear of unhappy thoughts I've gotten two jobs, Sears and GameStop, and still not enough sometimes, even with improv. It seems as if Improv is the only time I'm genuinely happy, until recently though. For me the real moment of true happiness is when the team goes to Village Inn. I love it, it makes me feel like I belong, and I don't think anyone really realizes how important this is for me.

The real reason I do anything is because I want to feel like I belong, that feeling is like a drug to me. When people say "I think person A, Person B and Person C and I need to get together for Activity" right in front of me, I feel like crap, I'm not important enough to be included. Thanks for the memories.

Although I'll be terribly honest at the moment, the one thing driving my depression at the moment is that I'm single. There I go being dramatic over a little thing. I feel like I NEED a girlfriend to release to, to hold me and to make her happy so I feel like I belong. It's horrible and selfish. And the worst part is that only one girl will do and she probably doesn't care much for me. Living her own life, having her own friends, living in a place all her own and away from me. I make it sound like she's wrong, yet I am the bad guy in this story, and that doesn't help.

Well That's the end, there's no happy ending to this post (or story (me being overly dramatic, yet again)). I don't have a conclusion at all, its open ended. The reason for this isn't to depress or to be dramatic, but to give a little insight to the inner workings of my emotions. You probably now know more than you wanted.

Large Update!! [11-1-2009]

Seriously Aldo?
You haven't updated or posted anything since when?
August second?
wow, you a loser.
What have you been doing?
WHAT?
You've been having a life?
Want to fill us in on that?

So these last two or so months have been full of exciting things. Sadly it's been day by day exciting things that I can't quite recall... unless I tried, which I wont. So let's start by taking care of the basics; School, Work and Home.

So I finally got a job after 1 year and a half of searching, after countless applications and resumes delivered, I finally got a job. Magnificent. I was hired by Sears Grand in J.Landing. Not the greatest job, but definitely something. Also, I was just recently hired for a second job, although seasonal, at GameStop. I'd been trying to work there ever since I turned 16, and finally was hired.
After almost 2 years of unemployment and I suddenly find myself with 2 Jobs.
On top of that I'm also a full time student this year, with a total of 5 classes.

So now that we got out of the way let me tell you about my VERY block and set schedule as it has been. So I wake up usually around 6 am to get to my classes at 730 am. After my classes are over I usually get 2 - 3 hours in between then and work usually at 430 and I end up getting home at 10 or 11. So sleep has been harsh and honestly, the lack of it is starting to get to me, but whatever, I still have 2-ish months of school left.

Well working at Sears is a pain most of the time, they constantly pester me to get credit applications, emails and christmas gift cards, and it's been getting quite annoying. I know I can handle it, but it feels like nails on a chalkboard anytime they mention those. I asked to be transfer to a different area since I'm already tired of cashiering.

Working at GameStop? I still couldn't tell you, I've yet to even start training. But know what? I hope they keep after the holidays so I can quit sears. GOD YES! That would be 10 kinds of awesome.

What about classes?
You said you had 5.
Seems like a handful.
Not really?
Lack of homework at times?

My classes haven't really been taking a toll on me yet. Just so you know my classes are PhotoShop, Illustrator, InDesign, Figure Drawing and Printing Fundamentals. My PS and AI classes send me quite a bit of homework with reading, and 3 week projects at a time, and most of the time they pile straight over each other. However, my Drawing class requires I draw a person every week. that gets tough and annoying. I don't much like it, but it has to be done. On the downside, I am behind 2 assignments and everything has been late... AGH!!!

So, tough stuff aside,
how is life?
Dating, Friends and Family?
Any lucky girls?

Dating has been kept to a minimum due to time and money. Even though I have two jobs all the money goes to school and paying my (new) car. I've been hanging out with friends between classes and such, but usually I stay home and work on homework lately, so I've been kinda out of the loop lately, but I don't mind much since all them couples, marriages and babies are getting on my nerves. Not that any of that is a bad thing... I just feel so left behind and alone lately. I hate it. but I deal with it. I'm starting to slink into depression once more, but I've been able to fend that demon away for a while, hopefully I can last until school finishes.

Depression?
That sucks, I hope it gets better.
Talking about "getting",
do you have any plans for the future?
Plans? Girls? Trips? or self enlightening journeys?

Probably no journeys or trips. But definitely some plans. I'm going to start working out you know. Get in shape this whole winter so that come next summer, I'll be ripped, sexy and slim. I'll be more comfortable and active. I'm also going to practice my guitar a HELL of a lot MORE this time around. Making excercise and my guitar part of my routine, no matter the obstacles that may come. I'm also participating in National Novel Writing Month this November (I'm already 2 days behind. Grand.) for some spiritual and creative release. As well as uploading some more art to my Deviant Art account soon. I got big plans.

I've also had a couple of girls in mind as well. I plan on going out on a second date with the girl from my last date, yep. and maybe one or another girl, who knows? Also decided to take a Social Dance Class next semester. I want to take a Capoeira too, but I don't think I'm quite in shape for it.

Wow, Aldo.
You have been busy
and it seems you're going to stay that way!
I hope everything works out.

Same here buddy, same here.

Date? Aldo? Seriously.

So, I went on a date. It was cool.

I told her I didn't want to call it a Date, since everything goes wrong everytime I go on one.

I step in vomit, I'm late, I get lost, I get in trouble, People slap me, or it just goes wrong.

It didn't this time around.

I was early to everything.

early to her house.

early to the movie.

early to the Theater (even though I told myself I wouldn't go there).

I hate early, Its not bad, it's just awkward.

I don't like early awkward.

Overall it was fun.

Dance Dance Revolution and Skee Ball was involved.

Public Enemies was awesome.

There was no hand holding, no arm around, no kissing.

Just a simple hug at the end.

It was ... good, very casual.

I kinda wanted more ... better this way I guess, lol?

Woke up with a cold the day after, she gave it to me, after I'd given it to her.

Lol.

My Contact almost fell out too.

Lagoon

So last month, Jester's planned another sort of WiP Trip, but rather than a trip to Moab, we decided to keep it in the budget and decided to go to Lagoon. Well, most everyone was on board, but not everyone went on board. The trip ultimately fell to 3 people; Stephen, Jacob and Myself ended up going, and Nicole joined us for a bit along with her sister and another friend. I'm not saying that it's a bad thing but it's more fun with more people.

Anyways, The day at lagoon started with Stephen, Jacob and Myself. We got there at about 10:30 or 11 am, and were ahead of Nicole, so we decided to go on some rides before she got there. We started by tackling the White Roller Coaster. It was fun, actually for me it was a blast since it was my first time on a roller coaster in over 8 years, and 4 since my last visit to Lagoon. We then decided to go on the Wild Mouse, in which Stephen hurt himself in. We then proceeded to the Music Express. This is a ride in which people of a party sit in a cart as the cars ride in a circle forcing all the people to move to the outer edges and squish the person who got in last. Well, its a fun ride, unless you're 3 grown dudes... 3 grown single male men... it got awkward real fast. Oh! Stephen was in the middle, that was fun.

After that Nicole and her sister, Gypsy (seriously, that's her name... I think), joined us. We started out by going in the Centennial Screamer... in separate cars. Centrifugal Force in not cool with men, and Nicole didn't want any of us (mostly me) straddling her sister. After that we went on the Wicked, which was amazing, and the then we went on the Spider and the Wild Mouse again. The Wild Mouse was too wild for me... it made me knuckle my crotch... that was harsh.

At that point we decided to take a break and go eat some food, we took the Gondolas... I was by myself. Sadness... Here's a picture of me riding by myself, Courtesy of Jacob.



And here's one of Jacob and Stephen in the one behind me.



We ate at Arby's had some laughs, I got emotional, and found out Gypsy's friend Jed was ditched by his friends (eventually we find out it was his family that ditched him) and then decided to go on some more rides. We decided to start out small, Jet Star 2; now a brief description of the seating arrangements of the ride. 3 seats, 2 people per seat, straddling involved. in our group, 6 people, 4 dudes and 2 chicks. That's enough for now. So we get in line, and start talking until Stephen does the math I just did and explains it to us, Gypsy will go with Jed (doesn't want to get straddled by strangers) and Stephen calls dibs on Nicole. Jacob and I get stuck with each other. I decided if there's any male-to-male straddling going on I would do the straddling, so I sit in the back and Jacob in the... uh, front of the seat. So the ride starts, Jacob and I keep good male-to-male distance until the ride stops and breaks abruptly, it got real awkward, real fast. After a short pause and minute or two of walking around we decided to hit up the Rocket: Re-Entry. That was a blast (that horrible pun was intended), mostly because Jacob was singing, which was cool and funny. Oh, I also hurt my crotch trying to get down off the ride, see the seats have this little piece of material in between the legs to prevent you from falling off, well it was high and I didn't clear it.

We then proceeded to have quite an experience in line for the Samurai. In line we were surrounded in all fronts, in front of us was some random guy who kept trying to join our conversations at random. Behind us in line was a group of shirtless, sweaty, hairy, and drunk frat boys. The continued to heckle us, be annoying and were easily entertained by Jacob's Newman shirt and Nicole's tattoo. Eventually we made it to the ride, had a blast and separated ourselves from such company. At this point Nicole, Gypsy, and Jed decided to take a break and ultimately broke off from the group. Once again it was just Stephen, Jacob and myself. We got in line for the Hydro-Luge, and decided to avoid unnecessary male-to-male straddling and went on separate luges.

Me then headed to Rattle Snake Rapids, but the line was horribly wrong. We waited for about 30 to 45 minutes. We had some interesting conversations and played Deserted Island. Eventually we made it... but we felt guilty. Ginormous line behind us and only 3 of us in the raft... we need more people to make that ride awesome!! Anyways, to continue our journey we headed back to the other side of the park and dried up by going on the Tidal Wave and Turn of the Century. We then finished our Trilogy of Wetness by going on the Cliffhanger, where two things happened, Jacob was separated from us by the ride operator and Stephen and Jacob were told to get their hands restamped or else they would be escorted out of the park... in case you couldn't tell, the stamps had been wiped pretty clean off of their hands. We then went on the Colossus/Fire Dragon which virtually had no line to it, and in which Jacob almost blacked out... I feared for. I was going to sit next to him but the ride almost started going so I sat where it was easiest to sit in... next to Stephen.

We decided to then finish the day off by going on one last ride, The Wicked, yet again. Even better the second time around (if you know what I mean) and well worth the wait.

Overall that was the day, there were plenty of That's What She Said Jokes and If You Know What I mean Jokes too. there was plenty of awkward silences and conversation. And we talked about Jacob's mouth when he's on the phone. There's a lot more than can't be put on here, not cause it's dirty or private, but because that's just the way it is.

Straddling Jacob.