Waves of Shit

I'm sure this happens with most people, but I've especially noticed it within my own life especially this past year... that whenever I have a short period of time where everything is going awesome, within the next couple of days, shit will hit the fan like never before, leaving at a loss for words. for example, this past march I went to morocco/algeria for a week with some of my best friends, which was absolutely incredible. but, as soon as I got back, I came down with a horrible case of food poisoning from accidentally drinking moroccan water (shitting/puking uncontrolably for 3 days), and the following day, my mom called me to tell me my grandma had passed away. so shitty.

in august, I had an amazing weekend road tripping the northeast with a lady friend who I really care for... we went to one of my best friends weddings, stayed at a nice hotel, and just enjoyed each others company for a few days. the day after we got back, I received an enraged call from my ex, which really made me feel like shit, I burned my hand on a grill, I cut my thumb reaaaaallly bad trying to cut some vegetables for lunch (as in, it took an entire day to stop bleeding), and I went to a specialist who told me I had to get surgery in december for a thumb ligament that never healed correctly from a previous incident. lovely, just lovely.

fast forward to the past few days. friday night, I went to a party downtown for a friend that's graduating this semester, which was super awesome... pretty much all of my best friends in the same place at the same time, ragin' it up. can't beat that. the next day I put on a polar bear club/forfeit show, which was amazing... sold out the venue and the show went incredibly smooth. seeing 2 of my favorite bands was a plus too. the after party with the bands was hella fun & I met a lot of awesome new people, which I always love doing.

yesterday, I had to go back home for a pre-op for the surgery on my thumb, since the surgery is next week. I woke up with a TERRIBLE sinus headache, it pretty much felt like someone swung a baseball bat at my face and just left me there to die. I made the 2 hour drive back, waited for over 2 hours to see the hand specialist, and was told I won't be able to do much of anything with my right hand for 3 months. this includes skiing, something I absolutely love doing, and didn't get to do much of last year due to studying abroad... this bums me out so much. now, because the doctor took FOREVER, I was running late for a presentation I had to give at school at 2:45... this presentation is worth a good chunk of my grade, so I had to hustle to get back in time. 20 miles outside of school, I got pulled over, and got a ticket for doing 83 in a 65... ugh, of course this happens to me. mind you the sinus headache has only gotten worse as the day went on. I got to school, sprinted a mile to class, and walked in right in the middle of my group's presentation... I did my part (panting and wheezing the entire time), fielded a few questions, and basically crashed on my desk after it was over. I had plans for that night that I just canceled, because I was simply not in the mood to do anything, the day was so bad.

I guess this is more of a venting post than anything, but what the fuck man. life is so rough sometimes... "when it rains, it pours", I guess. sorry that was such a long read, just had to to get that off my chest.

If it makes you feel any better, I just read that entire thing...

I'm sorry.......life sucks sometimes, doesn't it?

damn

i hope things balance out for you!

TheOptimist wrote:

franky wrote:

If it makes you feel any better, I just read that entire thing...

I'm sorry.......life sucks sometimes, doesn't it?

Know what I noticed about you? you often quote what I say and add nothing.

franky wrote:

I'm sorry.......life sucks sometimes, doesn't it?

You said something almost exactly like that to me once. On my Xanga blog years ago, remember? The one I had to eventually shut down because it was too emo.

And Austin, I'm glad you felt able to vent your frustrations. Sometimes it can help a lot just to be heard, even if no one can directly help you. The point is that, even when waves of shit do hit the fan, there are people around who want to support you. I hope things pick up soon enough.

franky wrote:

TheOptimist wrote:

franky wrote:

If it makes you feel any better, I just read that entire thing...

I'm sorry.......life sucks sometimes, doesn't it?

Know what I noticed about you? you often quote what I say and add nothing.

That's the first time I remember doing it. Sorry, I just felt like being lazy and not adding anything because you summed up relatively everything I was going to say.

But yea, I'm sorry to hear all that. I've been pretty depressed lately myself so I definitely know how it feels to have a sucky day.

I'm sorry austin. there's definitely nothing wrong with ranting. and as adam said, hopefully things pick up.

awwwwwwwww....i'm sorry austin. i can pretty much relate. i've had days where i felt like i don't even wanna live anymore, then the next day something good happens, even something small, and i have hope again that my life will pick up. and it always does.

that's one's whole life really. good - bad - good - bad.... gotta take 'em both.

PS: rants are good by the way. it gets it off our chest and gives others
the chance to pray for us or offer their advice. your not alone, dude.

Shadowmancer Returns wrote:

franky wrote:

I'm sorry.......life sucks sometimes, doesn't it?

You said something almost exactly like that to me once. On my Xanga blog years ago, remember? The one I had to eventually shut down because it was too emo.

I don't know that I remember that specifically. But, ahh, Xanga...those were the days. I'm glad you remember something I told you yearrrrs ago.

those are some big waves

I'm glad you could get it said
some people I know that go through tons of shit and just let it eat them up inside

I'll pray for you
Waves of Shit would be a pretty good band, I reckon

I'm so taking that name.

thanks a bunch for the positive vibes, dudes/dudettes. things have slowly started getting better... finally got rid of that god awful sinus infection, which is a huge plus. this week's going to be rough though... lots of papers, finals, and the hand surgery to top it off. I already know it's going to hurt like a bitch, and the thought of not being able to use my hand for so long is bumming me out big time. I can't even get my hand wet for those 6 weeks... HELLOOOO TAKING SHOWERS WITH PLASTICBAGHAND.

at least I have hydrocodones for after the surgery. hello feeling silly/watching it's always sunny in philadelphia all day for a week straight.

MASTER OF THE NIGT MAN AAAAHAAAAHAAAAAAAAHHHHHH