I’m getting close to the end of
this journey. There are only a few more
days until my impending freedom.
Everyone’s tensions are running high, and they are sick of the stupid
rules that we have to follow. I for one
agree about the name tag rule. I’m
pretty sure everybody knows each other’s names by now so why are you taking
away people’s smoke breaks for not wearing them? Stupid.
As a matter of fact, Guy got yelled at today for mouthing off to Uncle
Buzz.
I had a random thought in one of
our classes while I was eating some peanut butter crackers. I looked at the Keebler Elf and thought there
was an uncanny resemblance to Henry Lavallee.
Those of you who don’t know this man he is a family friend who lives up
the street from my parents. My dad says
he is the “salt of the earth” whatever the hell that means.
They made us write a letter as if
we died in our last DUI incident to someone we loved or had unresolved issues
with. I had a really tough time writing
this for several reasons. First, how do
I put all of these words and emotions on to paper in a half hour in basically 2
pages? Also, who the hell do I
pick? There are so many people I care
about and there is so much to be said.
That is when it hit me, I don’t express my feelings (good, bad, or ugly) to the people I care
about. I have taken this for
granted as I’m sure we all have, but to get an assignment like this really puts
things into perspective.
I will not reveal who I finally
wrote the letter to, nor will I disclose the content of the letter. I actually ended up writing several of them
in the time that I had, but none of them sounded right, and neither did the
finished product. Like I stated before,
there’s too much that had to be said and thought about before this could be
done correctly. (Author's Note 2013: I have no clue where I stored that letter. If my mom did some snooping she's probably find it in things I left at the house before moving out. "Why'd you write this to so and so?" That'll be fun.)
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