So we meet again, and this time I will make a TRY to be more dedicated in my writings as it has become very clear that they not only serve as a way for me to express my thoughts, but also for you the reader to understand my mild psychosis.
The 1st of June has arrived and in exactly 11 days I will enter into the final stage of manhood within the United States, the legal drinking age of 21. I have to say as much as I am downplaying it, I am quite excited for my birthday and hope that it will be something spectacular and one to remember as well, but first we all must survive the 21st Bing Bash of the creep, aka Jacko but I have high hopes that everything will turn out fine. (Cross your fingers kiddies).
In a rare turn of events this week started out with bang, Ultimate Frisbee in the Park and a Goldstein victory at the Bowling lanes, followed by a trip to Parking Lot Dodgeball in the Hoe Bowl. People feel special if you have grown since High School, I have seen those that have not and let me tell you its Hilarious but at the same time Sad and Frustrating. Although most of these individuals I have diagnosed suffer from the Daddy Undermined Ritual Relationship Practices or DURRP- in other words a Hug free relationship but you get the picture.
This summer I can tell will be an interesting one although right now I will admit that I feel very stuck and unable to make a transition towards something meaningful with my time. Most likely this is a side effect of being abroad for a year and constantly having new experiences and challenges, WELL I'm not coping well and I'm going to Bitch about- so just deal until I get over- I appreciate your patience during these trying times.
Hopefully an internship will *Pop* its head in the window and beckon me on to brighter things then just simply teaching swim lessons all summer, but we shall see.
Well, the Family just returned home and as usual my house has become an total HELL HOLE.
This has been A Private Moment With Mitch.
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