Entirely Pointy

So I was sitting in my English class and we were going to use these Ibooks. So the student assistants come in and start to set things up. They rolls in the two carts and hook one up to the internet no problem. The boy goes over to the second cart and tries to plug in the internet cord. He keeps trying and trying with no success. The, the girl comes over and sees what the boy is trying to do. So she takes it from him and tries to do the exact same thing. Same port same cord. So success (I wonder why?) And they go to get their supervisor, a grown up. The teacher comes in and in one second it is hooked up and we are free to go. Okay, so this may sound like a lot of nonsense and completely pointless, but I promise you it is entirely pointy. This made me realize that no matter what happens and how stupid parents may seem, they are always there to fix things. They know just the right way to make things better. This may be because I am going back to my formative years and my parents were my heros. They could fix anything. They could chase away all my fears and everything bad from my mind, everything would be better. And it still holds true and probably always will. Even if we don't realize it, it's there. So.. I guess now more than ever would be a good time to start my life story. Well, I don't really think I want to mention names, I mean a couple are fine, but other... it just may be better not said. Well, there are so many things. Sixteen years in fact, but my life has only gotten really ass kicking these last couple of years. And when I say that, I mean my life is kicking my ass. I am so beat. Well, I guess it was back when I was going to move to North Carolina and I didn't want to. But while I was down there, I met this boy. His name was Chad. Actually I fell in love with him, and he fell madly in love with me. And we dated, it seemed like we had known each other forever and we became very very close. Almost as close as two people can be. But something happend and I had to come back here. And I knew that I was never going to move down there. We had a long and painful goodbye and decided that we should call it quits because a long distance relationship just was not right. But we still talked everyday. And eventually we did try to be a long distance couple. That lasted for a couple of months before I decided that I couldn't keep him all to myself. I felt like I was holding him back. He came up to visit a couple of times and then we decided to just be friends. Even though he told me that he would always love me. And I know that I will always love him. After that it was like nothing had changed. We still talked every night or every other night. He began talking about other girls and of course I was jealous. I hated that. Then he finally decided to ask out this girl, Leslie. AHH, she was such a b**ch. I called once to talk to chad and she answered the phone and said, "Sorry, chad's in the shower right now, but I'll tell him to call you as soon as he gets out." And he never called. I didn't have the heart to call back. I hated the idea of someone else... a couple of months passed and one day he just calls. Turns out that Leslie had cheated on him with his best friend Chaz. I felt bad for him especially after he told me that she would never let him call me cause she didn't understand why he would need to talk to his ex-girlfriend. I forgave him of course and things went right back to the way they always were. He kept telling me that he loved me and that some day he was going to marry me. And how he wanted to come to college up here. The moment my life changed was on December the 7th. I got home from school and Chaz called me, I was a little thrown by the sound of his voice. Chad had been in a car accident the night before. He was driving home from work and he was hit by a drunk driver. He was pinned in the car for hours and died on the way to the hospital. I died the day after he did. I never thought that I would ever be okay again. I remember Heidi calling and not being able to stop crying and I just couldn't understand. He was my best friend and my first love and he will always be. I will never be able to forget how beautiful and amazing he was an dI never want to. I gues that this event was the beginning of the rest of my life and it was the thing that changed me. No, I hate that, it's not events that change us. We change and anyone who tries to blame it on an event should be drug out in the street and shot. We change and those changes are just reflected in the events of our lives. Events are like mirrors, it's the only glimpse we ever get of ourselves. I am done for now. I know there is so much more to say about my life and this is only the beginning of my revelation, or whatever you would like to call it. Until then.. bless you and your own and don't think too much, it will only end up killing you from the most beautiful place first, your heart.