Life's a bitch and then you die, right?

I know I just posted a long text post but here’s another. Although this one is quite a bit more of a ranty, bitchy one:

At  work today I got really dirty and I was gonna do my laundry tonight anyways, since I washed all my clothes for work over the weekend, but I needed to wash my pants for work because they were covered in dust. So at dinner my sister asked me to make sure that her laundry was dry before I took it out of the dryer since she was going out with my mom after dinner and wouldn’t be around to unload it. So when I go to switch up the laundry, I forgot to check and make sure that every last piece of clothing was dry, there weren’t any laundry baskets around to put her clothes in, so I threw them on the loveseat in the family room, because that’s where we dump laundry to fold it, figuring that she would be home in 10-15 minutes and it could wait there for her to get back, because I didn’t want to fold her laundry. So she gets home 25 minutes after I dumped it all on the loveseat, and finds a pair of jeans that are still a little damp and has a total cow. I walked downstairs to see what my mom got for the wedding shower she’s going to on Friday and my sister just yells at me as soon as I walk in the room, “This is exactly what I told you not to do!” So she erupts and just starts bitching at me about her laundry and how I need to have some common decency and how I’m so rude and inconsiderate. First off: She had twice as much laundry in the dryer as I put in it, and she had been running the dryer for 2 hours on Medium. If your clothes aren’t dry after that, then chances are, the dryer’s too full. Secondly: I had to switch the laundry up when I did, because I need to go to sleep earlier than she does, because I have to get up at 6am for work. Well, that comment made her go into this whole other thing about how I act like I’m better than her because I have a full time job and I get everything spoon-fed to me and how I never do anything around the house and all this other shit about how I spent the first two weeks of summer break doing absolutely nothing. Which is absolute shit. I work my fucking ass off. And the only reason I don’t do much around the house is because I’m at work all day and when I get home, she’s already done everything that needs to be done….I spent the first two weeks of summer break applying to 40 different job positions…guess how many interviews I got? 1. Guess how that turned out? Like, Jesus Fucking Christ. Just because you have 3 shitty jobs that you hate and you’re friends all have boyfriends and keep cancelling plans with you, doesn’t mean you can take all of your frustration out on me because of 1 pair of slightly damp jeans. Seriously? Back the fuck off.

This past week has been one of a lot of reflection. On a lot of things. Where I am in my life right now. What I’m doing with my life. Friendships. Where I am personally. etc. Mostly because of something that didn’t happen to me. My mom came home from work on Tuesday with a really tragic story from one of her coworkers who is a family friend. Her daughter had been up in the Adirondacks for Memorial Day weekend and she and a friend had gone swimming late Monday night. And her daughter ended up trying to save this boy’s life, because he got freaked out in the cold water and started drowning. She was trying to save him and someone else came to help and told her that she had to let him go, because she was the only thing keeping his head above the water and if she held on any longer she would go down with him. So this 14 year old girl did all that she could to save him, and watched one of her best friends drown. And it was yet another example of how tragic life can be. Last summer a camp counselor that my brother was particularly close with drowned, with no less than 4 trained life guards in the water with him, the day after camp let out. 2 1/2 years ago, a friend of my sister’s and of several of my friends was on his way to the last practice for Sectional finals for Nordic skiing when he hit a patch of black ice and swerved into the other lane and was hit by oncoming traffic. He was brain-dead by the time he reached the hospital. Life is full of random, shit moments like this and we really can’t take anything for granted because it can all change in an instant. So I spent a lot of time thinking about everything and after a few days of thinking I sent a text out to a few of my closest friends, basically saying “Hey, you guys are awesome. I don’t know what I would do without you. Thanks for being badasses.” (paraphrasing here, but you get the picture). And of the 10 people I texted, 2 of them texted me back. Which kind of hurt. But I’m over it and it’s whatever. But yeah. I just, I realized that I take a lot of shit for granted and that I really just need to appreciate the things in my life more, especially my friends and the support group that I have, because in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, it can all change.

tender-curiosities:

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crissbutts:

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avatarloki:

tomhiddledong:

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tomhiddledong:

the mediocre gatsby

the decent wall of china 

the ok depression

alexander the alright

the acceptable four

the “I’ve seen better” lakes

the so/so canyon

the halfway decent barrier reef

the intermediate spiderman

average scott! these are mildly entertaining

the plausible hulk