I have been out of control since last summer, like I've been waiting to be put on the diabetes list, eating sweets like it's the last time I will. Wife found this app she has been using on her phone. It keeps track of what you eat and what exercises you are doing. It seems to be great, so far. I'm not usually impressed by things, but she took my phone entered my initial weight (409) as of 1.5 weeks ago. It determined I need 2400 calories a day. It can go up, depending on exercise effort. The goal, to me, is to leave calories unused, which is theoretically the weight you are cutting off. This in itself was a huge wake-up call, suddenly everything I put in my mouth has a list of calories and fat and sugar. I love the fact that every day is a plot point on a chart. I can go back and look at what I am eating.
I am not changing drastically what we eat right now. Yesterday, we had lunch at Fuddrucker's, today, Wife and I ate at Rosa's Tortilla Factory. The app recognizes the restaurants and for example, the nachos I had with beef and cheese have 709 calories. This is a good amount of calories, but to make sure I don't surpass my limit, I went in to work and walked a mile, which adds 245 calories back to the beginning total. For dinner, I still have 1600 calories I can use, but Wife bought some salmon which says it has less than 500 calories with broccoli on the side.
I don't know if I will eat anything else, but I should be leaving another 1000 calories on the table, which is starting to look good. I am re-motivated to walk, I had been walking 4 miles a night at work about a year ago. I am back up to three. Since Wife has been on app longer, she says after awhile it will reconfigure and reduce the calories you can have per day, since with time, you are a smaller person, if it is working. I feel like I have been awoken, finally. Knowing all the junk food we have laying around the house will affect the numbers negatively, I don't dare start cleaning out the candy bowl, and I haven't felt like I am missing out. Wife had a simple goal of us losing 10 pounds before we go to Disney here in June. I have already lost 10 lbs in a week and a half of paying attention to what I ingest.
I know I have to stay focused because as fast as I can swing in one direction, I could also sit over one weekend and put on 20 pounds, it seems that is how I ended up here on the north side of a 54 inch waist and over 400pounds. I would love to get into some size 48 waist shorts during the summer, and possibly back down to a 42 by next summer, if at all possible. Right now, all I can do is say thanks Wife, that app might be the real deal.
Thursday, April 7, 2016
Wednesday, April 6, 2016
4/6/16 Not Sure If Louie Was A Comedy?
I just finished watching the fifth season of Louie, starring Louie CK, a red headed balding comedian. I enjoyed the first season, but it got progressively sadder or more depressing. I am not sure if he just wanted to keep it real, or if this is his idea of comedy. He spent a long time exploring some things that did not make sense and others he shoe horned in, when he should've spent time exploring them. In the 3rd or fourth season there was a six episode arc involving a Hungarian lady in his building he falls in love with. It's fine, except she doesn't talk English, so the episodes are frustrating in that they can't really communicate.
Another confusing part was why a comedy has to have multiple deaths and disfigurements. Parker Posey comes out as a love interest, she is obviously nuts, but harmless, she is in and out for 2-3 episodes, then all of a sudden he randomly encounters her in a city bus, she starts convulsing, on New Year's Eve, and he goes with her to the hospital where she finds out she has a rare condition and dies before the next commercial break. The last episode of season 5 has him sharing a condo with another comedian who is attempting to take a crap in the upper part of the toilet because Louie is vomiting in the toilet bowl, and the comedian falls and cracks his head and dies. This after talking about having three kids and being a good father. He routinely bangs women who feel sorry for him or who fall into his lap, "accidentally". One of these is a super rich lady played by the beautiful Yvonne Strahovski (hot blond from Chuck), after they do it, she decides to tickle him for whatever reason he says stop and again "accidentally" throws his elbow back and breaks her nose, disfiguring her.
The best episodes are the ones with Pamela Adlon, she keeps him grounded in reality. She never quite plays nice with him, as she constantly plays ballbuster, but she really seems to be into him, at least for awhile. It makes no sense how people move in and out of his life so easily.
The other big mystery is his girls, standard cute little white girls. For the first two seasons we just hear the ex wife's voice on the phone, until she enters in the third season and suddenly she is just standing there like she was part of the crew from day one. She is fine, except that she is black. Why aren't the little girls at least a touch mixed? He explains it away that her mom was white. Even the character played by Pamela Adlon says "what is going on there?" Those kids did not come out of that vagina, sorry Louie.
No questioning, Louie loves his girls, and that relationship is pretty good throughout the show, but some of the assholes who come out, I'm glad do not come out more than once. The little fat kid some mom leaves with him and he takes a shit in the tub among other horrible things. The niece who just walks off when the mom leaves, he is left chasing after her, very annoying. The random girl that beats him up for no reason, the bully teenager who he follows to his house only to watch his dad beat the crap out of him. His agent who appears to be 16, and owns only one expression. Why doesn't he fire him and get a better one?
Another confusing part was why a comedy has to have multiple deaths and disfigurements. Parker Posey comes out as a love interest, she is obviously nuts, but harmless, she is in and out for 2-3 episodes, then all of a sudden he randomly encounters her in a city bus, she starts convulsing, on New Year's Eve, and he goes with her to the hospital where she finds out she has a rare condition and dies before the next commercial break. The last episode of season 5 has him sharing a condo with another comedian who is attempting to take a crap in the upper part of the toilet because Louie is vomiting in the toilet bowl, and the comedian falls and cracks his head and dies. This after talking about having three kids and being a good father. He routinely bangs women who feel sorry for him or who fall into his lap, "accidentally". One of these is a super rich lady played by the beautiful Yvonne Strahovski (hot blond from Chuck), after they do it, she decides to tickle him for whatever reason he says stop and again "accidentally" throws his elbow back and breaks her nose, disfiguring her.
The best episodes are the ones with Pamela Adlon, she keeps him grounded in reality. She never quite plays nice with him, as she constantly plays ballbuster, but she really seems to be into him, at least for awhile. It makes no sense how people move in and out of his life so easily.
The other big mystery is his girls, standard cute little white girls. For the first two seasons we just hear the ex wife's voice on the phone, until she enters in the third season and suddenly she is just standing there like she was part of the crew from day one. She is fine, except that she is black. Why aren't the little girls at least a touch mixed? He explains it away that her mom was white. Even the character played by Pamela Adlon says "what is going on there?" Those kids did not come out of that vagina, sorry Louie.
No questioning, Louie loves his girls, and that relationship is pretty good throughout the show, but some of the assholes who come out, I'm glad do not come out more than once. The little fat kid some mom leaves with him and he takes a shit in the tub among other horrible things. The niece who just walks off when the mom leaves, he is left chasing after her, very annoying. The random girl that beats him up for no reason, the bully teenager who he follows to his house only to watch his dad beat the crap out of him. His agent who appears to be 16, and owns only one expression. Why doesn't he fire him and get a better one?
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
4/5/16 Exploring On A Sunday Afternoon?
We had a lovely Sunday this weekend. After wasting Saturday waiting for Wife to get back from her campus tour, we had a few hours in the afternoon which we used to go find Boy some shirts. I don't think he was really looking though, which is the part that bothers me. Sunday was just Wife, Chubs and me. I don't like what is going on with Barton, I guess it is the only mall left, but malls aren't for (as Ben Affleck said in Mallrats to tie it to yesterday's blog) freaking mallrats. Go about your commerce and get out of there. It is not the local hangout to meet your troublemaker friends or to go looking for trouble. On one end of the mall, a group of teenage boys was running up the down escalator, great we'll wait while you all act the fool. Like I've said no one likes a group of teenage boys together, they're likely to be rude and looking for something to prove to their friends how tough they are. Another one was a dude covered in tattoos, even his eyebrows were words tattooed in. I don't want to stare at an idiot like that, but if I see words I read them, I got in that I'm staring at your eyebrows because I'm trying to read the message, he was already eyeballing with the "fuck do you want?" If you go write shit on your face, why act surprised when people look at it? Isn't that why you did it?
Anyways, this and other circumstances have me considering my mall options. Today we headed out to Bee Caves, I had seen a Dillard's behind some other stores and I have never seen a Dillard's exist outside of a mall. I bought some shirts and underwear, and the lady said it was a mall, but more like the Domain, an outside mall. We then drove right down the middle, there were a lot of stores we didn't recognize, but it looked pricey. We left as Wife's family called that they were bored and going to take a trip to visit us. We then stopped at a Billiard's store to see what they had and spent about half an hour there. I love the stuff there, but it is all so expensive. We were out in the Bee Caves area where Wife says they are not supposed to advertise they are there.
Coming back, we stopped at Costco, which I had told Wife was my goal, to have a little more time to really look around. We got there at 5:20 or so, which again left us in a bit of a hurry. I have concluded they have some outstanding cows they are slaughtering. Man!, that meat is just tasty. I love the flavor. Don't insult meat like this with A1 or anything else, taste the meat. I lit the grill, then went to cut the grass in the front yard, while Wife took care of the grilling duties. She set up an app on my phone which tracks food intake versus exercise to help lose weight, and I concluded that if I cut the grass, I would be able to enjoy my dinner, by having more calories to abuse.
Apart from my in-laws visiting, Girlie is staying with us again, for a couple weeks, her lease ended with her aunt and she will be moving in with her folks who are in the process of getting a place which should be ready in two weeks. She is going on a trip, leaving Tuesday and coming back Sunday, so she's here, but not really.
Anyways, this and other circumstances have me considering my mall options. Today we headed out to Bee Caves, I had seen a Dillard's behind some other stores and I have never seen a Dillard's exist outside of a mall. I bought some shirts and underwear, and the lady said it was a mall, but more like the Domain, an outside mall. We then drove right down the middle, there were a lot of stores we didn't recognize, but it looked pricey. We left as Wife's family called that they were bored and going to take a trip to visit us. We then stopped at a Billiard's store to see what they had and spent about half an hour there. I love the stuff there, but it is all so expensive. We were out in the Bee Caves area where Wife says they are not supposed to advertise they are there.
Coming back, we stopped at Costco, which I had told Wife was my goal, to have a little more time to really look around. We got there at 5:20 or so, which again left us in a bit of a hurry. I have concluded they have some outstanding cows they are slaughtering. Man!, that meat is just tasty. I love the flavor. Don't insult meat like this with A1 or anything else, taste the meat. I lit the grill, then went to cut the grass in the front yard, while Wife took care of the grilling duties. She set up an app on my phone which tracks food intake versus exercise to help lose weight, and I concluded that if I cut the grass, I would be able to enjoy my dinner, by having more calories to abuse.
Apart from my in-laws visiting, Girlie is staying with us again, for a couple weeks, her lease ended with her aunt and she will be moving in with her folks who are in the process of getting a place which should be ready in two weeks. She is going on a trip, leaving Tuesday and coming back Sunday, so she's here, but not really.
Sunday, April 3, 2016
4/4/16 Batman V. Superman: Dawn of Justice?
We've been on a roll, going to the movies regularly now for a few weekends. This week we saw Batman V. Superman, it was ok, but even afterwards, we are left asking each other "why?" If we accept a world where Superman and the rest of the heroes live, then we must accept how they behave. Superman tries his best not to hurt humans, and he specially of all the heroes does not use man made weapons. The first problem, to me, was that Superman gets blamed for a mass murder out in Africa somewhere. We see a group of men, dressed in black killing everybody with guns that have special bullets. Of course, these men leave no trace, except for a bullet which Lois Lane manages to find buried in her journal where it was shot.
Some random woman from the tribes or whatever of the people that were killed starts blaming Superman to a senate council and of course, they run with it. They say you are right, we must put a stop to Superman, enter young Luthor, who manipulates a couple of senators like they are special needs kids who ride the little yellow bus. Batman, without being asked or prompted gets involved and he thinks it would be a good idea to put a stop to Superman too. He feels he should have the kryptonite Luthor has found. If this was a real world, Batman and Superman would already have each others phone numbers, they would at least be friendly if not friends. But no, Batman has a revelation that he will stop Superman, complete with a workout montage where he is working himself up to battle Superman. I am a fan of Ben Affleck, always have been, and I can buy him as Batman, but this movie is just based on misunderstandings.
In their battle sequence, Superman without trying is flicking Batman around like a booger on his finger, until he breaks out the new weapons, he has kryptonite spray which weakens Superman to mortal status for about 30 seconds, and he has a spear which he is about to finally kill him when enter Lois Lane and says one or two sentences and clears the whole misunderstanding up, suddenly they realize Luthor has been playing them and they go after him.
Meanwhile, he has taken refuge in a spaceship Superman had been fighting at the beginning of the movie. Of course, even though the ship is alien, it quickly picks up proper English, and even understands Luthor's snarkiness. He takes commander Zogs body (Superman's old foe), puts a little of his blood and the spaceship even with it being completely damaged has enough ability to recreate life. Even with the tickets being free for us, I wanted my money back at this point. The only good thing to come out at this point in the movie was Wonder Woman came out in all her sexiness and bad ass self. She is a beauty, but Wonder Woman should have bigger boobs. We are teased of Aquaman and Flash coming out, but I guess they are for another movie.
Camp DC needs to get their shit together. first of all, you got to great heroes fighting over miscommunication, which is fine, I guess. But in your world, you got senate hearings trying to handle the good guys by destroying them, which I guess you gotta do what you gotta do. But the best part of going to the movies Saturday night was seeing the preview to Suicide Squad. It is the same DC universe, they don't have good guys to fight an out of control Joker, so they gather a squad of bad guys to take him down. Maybe if you weren't in such a hurry to bring down Superman, and the other heroes. This just seems like layers of dumb, but OMG, Hayley Quinn, played by Margot Robbie (hottie wife from Wolf of Wall Street) is a feast for the senses in her bright colors and sexy manners.
I don't want to ruin the ending of Batman V. Superman, but it wasn't great. Lex Luthor, even being a complete pain in the ass and causing most everything that happened in the movie, survives but goes to jail, where I am sure he will escape as soon as the next movie rolls around. Ben Affleck didn't spend enough time as Batman, and Superman should be more human, he grew up on earth, we were told, he needs a sense of humor.
Some random woman from the tribes or whatever of the people that were killed starts blaming Superman to a senate council and of course, they run with it. They say you are right, we must put a stop to Superman, enter young Luthor, who manipulates a couple of senators like they are special needs kids who ride the little yellow bus. Batman, without being asked or prompted gets involved and he thinks it would be a good idea to put a stop to Superman too. He feels he should have the kryptonite Luthor has found. If this was a real world, Batman and Superman would already have each others phone numbers, they would at least be friendly if not friends. But no, Batman has a revelation that he will stop Superman, complete with a workout montage where he is working himself up to battle Superman. I am a fan of Ben Affleck, always have been, and I can buy him as Batman, but this movie is just based on misunderstandings.
In their battle sequence, Superman without trying is flicking Batman around like a booger on his finger, until he breaks out the new weapons, he has kryptonite spray which weakens Superman to mortal status for about 30 seconds, and he has a spear which he is about to finally kill him when enter Lois Lane and says one or two sentences and clears the whole misunderstanding up, suddenly they realize Luthor has been playing them and they go after him.
Meanwhile, he has taken refuge in a spaceship Superman had been fighting at the beginning of the movie. Of course, even though the ship is alien, it quickly picks up proper English, and even understands Luthor's snarkiness. He takes commander Zogs body (Superman's old foe), puts a little of his blood and the spaceship even with it being completely damaged has enough ability to recreate life. Even with the tickets being free for us, I wanted my money back at this point. The only good thing to come out at this point in the movie was Wonder Woman came out in all her sexiness and bad ass self. She is a beauty, but Wonder Woman should have bigger boobs. We are teased of Aquaman and Flash coming out, but I guess they are for another movie.
Camp DC needs to get their shit together. first of all, you got to great heroes fighting over miscommunication, which is fine, I guess. But in your world, you got senate hearings trying to handle the good guys by destroying them, which I guess you gotta do what you gotta do. But the best part of going to the movies Saturday night was seeing the preview to Suicide Squad. It is the same DC universe, they don't have good guys to fight an out of control Joker, so they gather a squad of bad guys to take him down. Maybe if you weren't in such a hurry to bring down Superman, and the other heroes. This just seems like layers of dumb, but OMG, Hayley Quinn, played by Margot Robbie (hottie wife from Wolf of Wall Street) is a feast for the senses in her bright colors and sexy manners.
I don't want to ruin the ending of Batman V. Superman, but it wasn't great. Lex Luthor, even being a complete pain in the ass and causing most everything that happened in the movie, survives but goes to jail, where I am sure he will escape as soon as the next movie rolls around. Ben Affleck didn't spend enough time as Batman, and Superman should be more human, he grew up on earth, we were told, he needs a sense of humor.
Saturday, April 2, 2016
4/3/16 Saturday Blahs?
First off, I know my problems are always non-problems, but they are still a hassle. It seems that Wife has loaded her Saturdays with college tours and outside activities with her kids at school. She wanted to make sure and have enough money for our trip to Florida, and knowing that my OT has been sporadic at best, she is carrying this trip on her shoulders. I am doing the best I can. With every paycheck I get, we are giving Chubs $20. He has $420 at this point. He should be close to $500 when we go. I'll match Boy, probably, but if I give him the money now, he's liable to go order a game online, or go get that stupid dog he was talking about yesterday. I have had weekends where I work a bunch of OT, so we already saved up and paid the house we are staying at, and even the tickets to Disney were ordered and taken care of. At this point, we need to know if we are going to Universal Studios or not to go ahead and buy those tickets. We are only going to be there like 6 total days, and the idea of hitting all 4 Disney parks and then 2 Universal just sounds tiring. I like knowing we have a couple days to be lazy and maybe even sleep late.
Back to Saturdays, with Wife gone, I get to keep an eye on Chubs, and I don't mind, but now he is having more sleepovers, which means more boys to keep an eye on. Last night he had three extra boys here, they are funny and loud, which I am real happy Chubs is having a fun time, but I still worry since they are under my care. One of them had shoes that must have gotten wet or something, because they stunk up the whole room in like 5 minutes. Wife went in their to say hi and was almost kicked out by the smell. I thought she was exaggerating, but I went in there and could not believe the sting in my nose from the sharp smell. I opened some windows and eventually told him to put his shoes outside in the balcony. I was up all night, after picking up Chubs after school and going to Target to get the necessary snacks for his buddies, we came home and I napped for about two hours, nice not to have anything going on. I was then not sleepy until about 5:30am. The boys were still up, but I said whatever. I woke up at 7:30am to pee and two of them were still up. I told them to go to sleep and they did not argue. Here we are, it is roughly 3:30pm, and I am waiting for the parent's to come around and pick up the boys. We didn't give them a window, other than Saturday afternoon, but two of them are already gone. We can't leave house until third one gets picked up.
Boy wants to go to the mall and get some shirts, do I play Mr. Mom and take him, or wait for Wife, always wants to be involved, but I would rather she come home and take a little nap. Boy is supposed to get us tickets for the Batman/Superman movie for tonight at 11:00ish pm. I am also wanting to go look around Costco, we went and bought a membership, but it was about 5:50, and they close at 6:00 on the weekends. I want to really walk each aisle and see what they got. Of course Wife says "I want to go too." So again, I got all the Saturday free, but nowhere to go.
Back to Saturdays, with Wife gone, I get to keep an eye on Chubs, and I don't mind, but now he is having more sleepovers, which means more boys to keep an eye on. Last night he had three extra boys here, they are funny and loud, which I am real happy Chubs is having a fun time, but I still worry since they are under my care. One of them had shoes that must have gotten wet or something, because they stunk up the whole room in like 5 minutes. Wife went in their to say hi and was almost kicked out by the smell. I thought she was exaggerating, but I went in there and could not believe the sting in my nose from the sharp smell. I opened some windows and eventually told him to put his shoes outside in the balcony. I was up all night, after picking up Chubs after school and going to Target to get the necessary snacks for his buddies, we came home and I napped for about two hours, nice not to have anything going on. I was then not sleepy until about 5:30am. The boys were still up, but I said whatever. I woke up at 7:30am to pee and two of them were still up. I told them to go to sleep and they did not argue. Here we are, it is roughly 3:30pm, and I am waiting for the parent's to come around and pick up the boys. We didn't give them a window, other than Saturday afternoon, but two of them are already gone. We can't leave house until third one gets picked up.
Boy wants to go to the mall and get some shirts, do I play Mr. Mom and take him, or wait for Wife, always wants to be involved, but I would rather she come home and take a little nap. Boy is supposed to get us tickets for the Batman/Superman movie for tonight at 11:00ish pm. I am also wanting to go look around Costco, we went and bought a membership, but it was about 5:50, and they close at 6:00 on the weekends. I want to really walk each aisle and see what they got. Of course Wife says "I want to go too." So again, I got all the Saturday free, but nowhere to go.
4/2/16 Boy's Request (Demand) For A Dog.... Is Denied?
Boy got back from San Marcos tonight, and in true form to himself, there is no hi, how is it going? Or any other formality. He dropped his basket of dirty clothes in the kitchen and started talking about a dog he was going to get. My first word was "uhh, no!" Followed by "you want to say hello first, try it again, but like a human this time." We asked where he planned to get this dog, he said at the shelter, we both said in unison, take it back, you are not prepared to care for a dog. He was more interested in showing us what the dog would look like, and he does not disappoint, some German Malinois, almost like a smaller German Shepard. That is way too much dog for your indoor loving ass, no. He then argued that the dog would force him to go outside and exercise. I said no, you're supposed to match the dog to you, and you never go outside, that dog will die of boredom. Of course he had a back-up, how about a husky? I said no, beautiful dog, but they belong in the cold weather, then in desperation he suggested a St. Bernard. No, because he will cost more to feed than you. His Hail Mary was "how about a Wolf hybrid?" No, idiot!
I almost like the idea of owning a dog, but we are not homebodies, we travel and we go periods of being extremely busy. I know even with Boy promising it would be his dog, in reality, we would end up taking care of it. Maybe it sleeps through the night, great for Wife and the boys, but we could not expect it to also sleep the next 6-7 hours to allow me to have a quiet house. It would roam the house bored, probably chew up half the house. The idea of it stresses me a bit. I don't like saying no to my peeps, but this is one where it is for the best.
I also don't like that they have a short life span, you get used to having a pet around and 15-20 years in (best case scenario), it goes and dies on you. Even worse, my mom had a Chihuahua only she liked, and in the end after biting all the grandchildren at least once, it got all sickly and went blind. So nobody enjoyed the stupid dog (come on, it's a Chihuahua), and then you had to feel sorry for its rickety blind ass.
Back to Boy, though. He is studying at a University. We agreed he could stay in an apartment over there so he could experience living life on his own. We want him free of responsibility so he could come and go freely as needed for study sessions, work study opportunities, maybe even dating. I don't want him worried about some stupid dog requiring special care from him.
If he needs something that loves him, he can bring his butt back home. We are already considering that. It would be no problem. He has his room, in its same dirty condition as when he moved out a year ago. He can commute in his Jeep, we both did it back when we went to college. He did also mention tonight that they are moving to a house next year, but I thought his roommate was graduating and they were coming back to Austin to look for employment. This is primarily why we have been thinking he will eventually come back home. I think it's a tad late to get a dog and say you have your own place if in two months it will be summertime and your ass will be back home.
I almost like the idea of owning a dog, but we are not homebodies, we travel and we go periods of being extremely busy. I know even with Boy promising it would be his dog, in reality, we would end up taking care of it. Maybe it sleeps through the night, great for Wife and the boys, but we could not expect it to also sleep the next 6-7 hours to allow me to have a quiet house. It would roam the house bored, probably chew up half the house. The idea of it stresses me a bit. I don't like saying no to my peeps, but this is one where it is for the best.
I also don't like that they have a short life span, you get used to having a pet around and 15-20 years in (best case scenario), it goes and dies on you. Even worse, my mom had a Chihuahua only she liked, and in the end after biting all the grandchildren at least once, it got all sickly and went blind. So nobody enjoyed the stupid dog (come on, it's a Chihuahua), and then you had to feel sorry for its rickety blind ass.
Back to Boy, though. He is studying at a University. We agreed he could stay in an apartment over there so he could experience living life on his own. We want him free of responsibility so he could come and go freely as needed for study sessions, work study opportunities, maybe even dating. I don't want him worried about some stupid dog requiring special care from him.
If he needs something that loves him, he can bring his butt back home. We are already considering that. It would be no problem. He has his room, in its same dirty condition as when he moved out a year ago. He can commute in his Jeep, we both did it back when we went to college. He did also mention tonight that they are moving to a house next year, but I thought his roommate was graduating and they were coming back to Austin to look for employment. This is primarily why we have been thinking he will eventually come back home. I think it's a tad late to get a dog and say you have your own place if in two months it will be summertime and your ass will be back home.
Friday, April 1, 2016
4/1/16 Was High School Terrible?
I love some of the questions Chubs asks me, I can tell he is interested and specially when we eat alone, we can get on a topic pretty good. He asked if my high school experience was like most he notices in movies and shows he watches, where the nerdy kids get bullied and the protagonist suffers through most of the four years. I told him no, I enjoyed my high school years a lot, but probably because I was in band and it was such a huge part of me.
Our high school was perhaps 400 students in total spread throughout all four grades, 9th-12th. The band at that time was over a hundred strong, and considered one of the best in the area. Naturally, when you are part of a winning system, you walk around feeling like a winner. I considered playing football, I did in junior high, started on both offense and defense, so I must have been ok, but the football teams went through new coaches every couple years, maybe they'd win 2-3 games, that just did not sound like a recipe for positive self-esteem.
I was also one of the better musicians, and I was so obsessed I didn't care to do anything else but figure out ways to get better all the time. Then in my second year they asked me to transition over to drums since they didn't have anyone capable of playing the tri-toms, three drums tuned to different pitches which can then make a tune to follow, not just rhythm. My senior year they even asked me to play a contra bass clarinet, which sounded like a foghorn and was probably eight foot tall.
Outside of music, I had two long term girlfriends, one during my 9th and 10th grade, the other from 11th grade until today. We did normal couple stuff, pregnancy scares every other month, Pizza Hut most weekends, swimming in assorted pools, and rivers.
I also graduated top 10, so I wasn't a dummy. I don't remember having time to sit down and feel sorry for myself. If I was home, I was playing basketball or tennis with my brother, when we put the game consoles down. I was constantly trying to wash a car, cut some grass, clean a room for money for my pizza addictions, it helped that my 2 best friends were also big, there was never any shaming about weight that I remember. I was getting laid every couple days, I never built up stress.
Being in a small town has its positives. At one point, someone went and stole my jacket, my mom was a teacher and I used one of her drawers to keep my stuff instead of a locker. She found out and went all crazy mom on the idiot. He returned it before I even had a chance to react to what had happened. I have always had an almost sheltered life I feel. Everything works out in my favor, I have never cried that something is "not fair", life owes you nothing, take it as it comes. Meet every challenge head on, overcome it and that will probably make you a stronger person.
Our high school was perhaps 400 students in total spread throughout all four grades, 9th-12th. The band at that time was over a hundred strong, and considered one of the best in the area. Naturally, when you are part of a winning system, you walk around feeling like a winner. I considered playing football, I did in junior high, started on both offense and defense, so I must have been ok, but the football teams went through new coaches every couple years, maybe they'd win 2-3 games, that just did not sound like a recipe for positive self-esteem.
I was also one of the better musicians, and I was so obsessed I didn't care to do anything else but figure out ways to get better all the time. Then in my second year they asked me to transition over to drums since they didn't have anyone capable of playing the tri-toms, three drums tuned to different pitches which can then make a tune to follow, not just rhythm. My senior year they even asked me to play a contra bass clarinet, which sounded like a foghorn and was probably eight foot tall.
Outside of music, I had two long term girlfriends, one during my 9th and 10th grade, the other from 11th grade until today. We did normal couple stuff, pregnancy scares every other month, Pizza Hut most weekends, swimming in assorted pools, and rivers.
I also graduated top 10, so I wasn't a dummy. I don't remember having time to sit down and feel sorry for myself. If I was home, I was playing basketball or tennis with my brother, when we put the game consoles down. I was constantly trying to wash a car, cut some grass, clean a room for money for my pizza addictions, it helped that my 2 best friends were also big, there was never any shaming about weight that I remember. I was getting laid every couple days, I never built up stress.
Being in a small town has its positives. At one point, someone went and stole my jacket, my mom was a teacher and I used one of her drawers to keep my stuff instead of a locker. She found out and went all crazy mom on the idiot. He returned it before I even had a chance to react to what had happened. I have always had an almost sheltered life I feel. Everything works out in my favor, I have never cried that something is "not fair", life owes you nothing, take it as it comes. Meet every challenge head on, overcome it and that will probably make you a stronger person.
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