I hate football games. I especially hate homecoming night. It was very crowded. I don't know what it is, but kids today seem to think it's o.k. to horse around in the middle of a walkway and shove each other. It's also o.k. to run up and down the stairs and around people. It's also o.k. to blow on noisy horns while the bands are performing their half time shows.
I don't even watch the game when I'm there. I just people watch. I watch and listen to the band. I sit there contemplating and feeling sorry for myself that I have no friends to sit with. Oh, sure, I know people. And sometimes I talk to them. But I don't have any friends as you all well know. Well, I have you... my wonderful online friends.... but I don't have much in the way of people that you know... live around here. Patrick & Tiffany are close by, but they have busy lives themselves. Susan is somewhat close being an hour and a half away, but not close enough to just hang out with. (But she is still so kind to come judge at my tournament every year... so I at least see her then!)
After halftime, I was walking back down and I heard someone call my name. This guy that I went to high school with and also goes to my church called me. I sat by him at the game last year. So I spent the 2nd half of the game talking to him. At least I wasn't feeling awkward. He introduced me to another woman that was there that also goes to our church so I visited with her as well.
I left when there was five minutes on the clock left. I ran by McDonald's because I hadn't eaten dinner. (Immediately after school I took my car to my brother to replace the back brake pads) I gave McDonald's another chance after my last lousy trip, and they did a better job. I did go to their website and complain about my experience that I had the last time and I did get an email back apologizing and they said they forwarded my complaint to the store itself since they are independently operated. Yeah, I'm sure something is going to happen there.
Well, I'm tired and I'm going to go to bed. I think I'm going to lunch tomorrow with the guy that mowed my yard. Don't worry... I'm going to move out of my pity party soon. It's not that bad right now, I think I'm going to blame it on PMS or something.
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I'm not sure why we feel that we aren't entitled to our feelings. Especially the bad ones. We can't possibly expect to be in mania mode each and every day, and it is ok. We are going to get annoyed, feel lonely, get tired and hurt. Life isn't always a circus full of fun and balloons.
Don't deny yourself or berate yourself for your down days. It will only make you feel worse. The feelings will go, like they always do and something or someone will give you a reason to smile again.
This should make you laugh. I had a dream about you last night. You cut your hair very short and you bought a motorcycle!
Wish I could have been there. I love football games. The band is one of the most exciting parts of the game. They get the fans and the team going. Does your band work with the cheerleaders on routines for half-time? You should have someone shoot a video so we could watch it. I bet they are really good!
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