I’m just so darn sick of being every one elses crutch. Tonight, a kid threw up in my apartment. There was four people on the couch, and a total of 6 people in the room, not including me. Post throw up, there were two, and they were my roomate and his girlfriend. My other roommate, dipped out in nearly half a second. He just walked into my room and “apologized”. Basically he offered me some sorry ass excuse and expected me to buy into it. It went like this
“Hey, thanks for cleaning that up” he said.
“Yeah, thanks for dipping out” I said.
“Well, I’m sick so I would have thrown up too and just made it worse.”
Before I say anything else, I just wanna say that on Tuesday, after he had already skipped a day of class and stayed at home, he said he was totally fine and wasn’t sick anymore. Well, you’re lying one of those times, so which one is it? I just wanna walk up to him and tell him all the reasons I know he’s wrong. I also want to tell him how many mistakes he’s making, and how he’s wasting this beautiful gift God gave us on stupid earthly pleasures like drugs and getting drunk. I want to tell him to just be REAL for two seconds. Just for one second stop and think. Just take a step back and look at your life. You say you’re a Christian, like me, but how, if at all, is it exemplified in your life? When was the last time you talked to God? When was the last time you did something out of love? When was the last time you held women with respect? Heck, when was the last time you went to church? I know what all the answers would be. I could go on forever. This guy isn’t the only one. Seems like there’s a whole school of people just like him, aside from a handful or two. I don’t know where I’m going with this. Helplessness, Lost, Hurt, and above all Tired. Of everything. I just want to be away for a day or two. Just recoup. This is gonna be disjointed, but I gotta end here. Good night.
