A Bitter View

Last we read of our hero, he was having the worst of time in his new career as a teacher. The last school year passed and because of the bad economy he decided to stay in his job. He really wanted to start off the year the way he wanted to but things did not flow correctly for our protagonist.

During the summer he underwent a procedure to get his gall bladder removed. The pain that he has blogged about a few times has now disappeared. He’s now happy and throwing all kinds of junk inside his system. He will cleanse later.

His experience @ the Windy City comic-con was lame. There were more celebrities than artists. Everything was too expensive as well. The Recession hit the convention hard. He made the most of it though.

Right now he is in the midst of his third year as a teacher and the students put on a pretty good front. Eventually it was back to the usual rowdy lame ways they students have been the previous years.

He wants to believe next year will be of great importance. He will reach 35; he will have one more year of work left to go before he becomes tenured. He hopes it will be one of new beginnings, friendships and romance, well, maybe not.

To find what he’s up to go to his twitter account or his Facebook account. (He’s on there a lot!)

Today one of my knuckleheaded students told me how my hair grows back fast. Then mocks me by adding girls like them boys who are bald, tall & big. I replied im working on not being big any more. When the students asked me why I told them because right now I cannot pay like I weigh so I have to go by my looks alone; therefore I have to take this weight off because I cant get females this way.

Being big & tall isn’t easy. When you mix that with a quiet, shy personality who barely smiles you know I’m prone to easily intimidate, scare females. I don’t have much of a sense of humor and I cannot sing. So basically unless im hooked up, able to join the NFL in my 30’s im screwed. I’m tired of doing that to the ones im trying to go after so there fore I had to look within myself and see what I can change. I delve into self help books to try to become a better person. I worked hard to get a good job, my own apartment and have no kids. I felt like I was a dying breed. I was rare. I knew I had it going on. Evidently the females didn’t think so. The potential that I knew, the potential that females complain that they could not find in man wasn’t enough. What was the problem? My fucking weight. It was then that I learned that women say one thing but mean another. They seek the best they can get like men do. Now granted I could settle for any female with below average looks and 3 kids. I also know deep down inside those type of relationships wont last long time. I feel its only right to find someone who has the same as me with no baggage to match and combine what we have and create a family, business, etc. So despite what I’m told I constantly step my game up to be come the best I can. I’ve accepted that im not, should not and can’t be perfect. I do want to be close to it.

Dear pretty young thing,

I realize over the years the Internet has worked in your favor. Many of the social networks that have popped up now give you privacy, which you don’t need but do anyway. It’s now more of a nightclub where the ladies get in free. I understand this. Gossip, phones and friends are your life. The only thing I would like for you to change is the naked pictures you leak over the net. I mean stop doing it.

You see, to your thirsty boyfriends and onlookers who you just want to show off your curves, you’re just a hoe. I realize you all can’t handle the truth but a piece of meat (or a piece of pussy) is what you’re showing yourself as. What truly puts you in that position is that if you were to break out a webcam and strip your quick to check someone if they’re disrespecting you? C’mon now, deep down within your own common sense do you truly believe that’s logical? I forgot whom I’m dealing with, let me slow down.

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Everyone has that urge to get up and say that’s enough of the bullshit. No one want to be alone in this because you’ll be made the example, as well as the fool. I’m not sure if my students know this or do not care but what I’ve learned from them is the mentality of a goon. Maybe its gang mentality, I don’t know. There are two definitions that apply to the label. Here’s what I observed. It may seem idiotic but the fact that these young ones have the gall to do something to get them in trouble repetitively with out concern of consequences is what I’ve seen what a goon is. There’s a part of me that admires that side and if only it could be applied in other ways beside the negative. Hell, I feel if they did stuff like that for a cause they believe in it would be more justifiable. What I will take from this learning experience; never be afraid to stand up and despite the odds and discipline that comes your way and you will be heard.