First Rule Of The Internet!

BE CAREFUL OF WHAT YOU SHARE WITH WHO!

The internet is NOT a SAFE place! Think about what you share your life on line. In cause you hadn’t noticed the world is not a safe place. I’m just saying.

The stimulus to my quandary is this recent tragedy at Umpqua Community College, an obscure community college in Oregon.

I guess my question this evening is how a 26-year-old feels insignificant does? And feel violence on innocence is the only solution?

I know that I’m trying to start a blog and I’m supposed to do methodical steps towards success, but this is Personal. I guess one thing about having a blog is that you can spout off. This is my own personal OPINION. My choice instead of blaming other people is go on this rampage.

Having attended a community college in my educational experience, I feel a certain affinity to the community college community.

How in my opinion, some people feel they can point the blame at any one entity still surprises me.

Hello People, It’s not the Presidents fault! It’s not the GOP’s fault ( as much as I may want to blame them)! It’s not Planned Parenthood’s fault!

It’s Yours! It’s Mine ! It’s all of Ours! Do I have an answer, oh hell no! Does? Can Anyone?

I guess the best way to tell you why I feel justified is this rant is l that I went thought my own personal insignificant experience, DON’T WE ALL GROWING UP?

But I guess WE chose a different path. I SAY WE , BECAUSE IF YOUR READING THIS YOUR NOT LOOKING FOR INSTRUCTION ON HOW TAKE OUT HATE ON PEOPLE THAT HAVEN’T DONE A THING TO YOU.

What is our fixation with FAME at any cost? Reality TV? Back in my day it was your 15 minutes of Fame! Sorry about that, any way back to my story.

I can’t speak for you, but for me growing up was a long hard journey (aka a BITCH). Kids are ruthless when it comes to ridicule. Especially if you stick out.

Why is it he girl you liked never like you, and you didn’t like the one that liked you? Anyway, could having everyone around you, including your family make fun of your size and awkwardness as a kid make you feel insignificant? I was a big kid, OK FAT (we didn’t use obese back then), but I was kind of tall with long arms and awkward as hell. I was more like the Ugly Bear, ugly duckling, just didn’t fit.

Could being insignificant be having people call you names like Baby Huey (look it up popular cartoon in my child hood), Fatso, Tubby, Ugly, and Fat Boy.

Even later in life I was a Boy Scout. I was an Life Scout, one step away from Eagle at a National Jamboree, with Boy Scouts across the county. I thought I had bounded with a group of fellow Scout. Little did I know that their idea of bonding was stinging me along until they could humiliate me.

We were going somewhere I can’t even remember where in woods and they started running. I though OK, so I started running. It wasn’t until they started laughing, pointing and running faster leaving this fat kid alone crying in a forest that was their plan all along. See I didn’t realize they knew I could never keep up.

Funny, I wonder if any of them ended up playing D1 ball in college. I must confess I would have loved to meet up with them then. Somehow how do you like me now! Would have been enough.

Or how about the ultimate disappointment, tragedy the end of my life! So I thought then. Having the thing that makes you significant taken away.

Senior year All-American candidate, administrator walks in, almost proudly still seems like to me even now. Oh yeah I still remember it vividly and says “Through No Fault Of Your Own, Your INELIGIBLE and CAN’T PLAY BALL! I was only 24 then, I guess if I was 26 I would committed a tragedy. Through No Fault Of Your Own, HUM

I could go on and on, but the wife is screaming what are you doing? Come to bed!

We make OUR own choices! We can’t blame other people for the choices WE make.

Oh and for the record, I got over my significance being taking away, it wasn’t easy by any means, I was mad at the world and took some time, But I finished school and got a job. Never said it was an exciting story.

Sorry! Enough pontificating!
Live Long and Prosper!

Spilt

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