Well before I start off I must say 2 thing. 1 to W. Azam in one of my way earlier kind of slow post I made it very clear that I suck at spelling and tend to make major mistakes soooooooo as I can make fun of your spelling mistakes you cannot point out my mistakes with homonyms. I will let you off the hook now though but you should not make that mistake again. And number 2, I do majorly apologize to everyone for my last post which had many many many more mistakes than usual but that is what happenens when I'm hipped up on sugar. Will never happen again. Also I used the wrong their in my title which are things I only notice when I am sweets sober.
So yesterday when I went to my session with Pasta he was like 'Darkangel14 today we are going to have our session out of the building.' Well I had only seen 2 parts of this building which was the secretary desk where this chick named Tina is always filing her nails or putting on fruit flavored lip glosses. Is it just me or are all secretaries beauty conscious? And the hallway to Pasta's room which is like 12 feet away. So maybe that is 3 and way off topic but it seemed like a good change. But of course I had to give him a hard time about it and said 'is that legal?' And he laughed and said 'you foolish girl, of course it's legal. There's no rule saying you must stay in this building during our sessions. ' So we left the building and went to this weird youth building with about 20 divorcee kids and these 3 adults that looked so out of place I felt bad for them. They were just sitting in a corner reading magazines or looking out at the kids with blank looks on their faces. 'You have got to be kidding me.' He explained to me what this place was. A therapist sending me to a help group what? 'Haven't we been over this. I'm over the divorce.'
Pasta: That's exactly why your here. You're over it but these kids aren't. Most of their parents have just recently gotten divorced. The people here, in simple terms, suck. I figure you can probably help.
Me: (blank stare) You have to be kidding me.
So yes, Pasta made me spend 45 minutes talking to depressed little kids with parental problems. It wasn't the ultimate torture, some kids I actually enjoyed talking to. But others well others just made me a bit suicidal. This one guy was on the barrier of being emo but had that little bit of saneness left in him that you could tell he was happy at one point in his life. He told me about how he use to play baseball and he was good at it too until his parents started fighting and soon after they got divorced. his mom moved out and never called and his dad practically blocked him out completely. So he quit baseball, changed his look and ended up doing drugs for a while. According to him he only just now got clean. Now I see why everyone here was so depressed. I know I was after hearing half of these stories. Who when we got back the the building there were like 10 minutes left and he told me that his boss was saying he has to go back to whateverthatwordisthatmeansnormal (wow I tried to do spell check on this and it said no suggestions) methods so our next session, which was going to be on Friday because I had stuff to do. Uggg great we were going back to Question answer. This should be fun. Also this should have been published yesterday this all happened on Tuesday.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Is this legal?
22 days until success
Posted by DarkAngel14 at 2:39 AM
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2 comments:
You sure do keep me entertained everytime, and I'm sorry xD
Have to agree with W.Azam you have a very entertaining style, hillariously cynical. I do feel for the kids going through their parents divorce though.
T.A.T.
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