No, I am kidding. But where I left off was that Harry ruined my childhood. While my mom indirectly ruined my childhood by marrying the bastard. But I don't blame or have any hatred towards her, she was too weak to realize the damage she was causing. Oh well, the past is in the past.
His random anger outbreaks ranged from exploding at you for not removing your footwear, putting the groceries in the wrong places (but how were we supposed to know where to put them???). The list only gets longer and more tenious to write, he got angry for too many random things. I bet he didnt like children. I bet that was the problem. And to fuel that anger he was partipating in parenting six children, three that didnt even like him to begin with and made it their personal job to make his life miserable. Final conclusion: Harry did/does not like children.
When he finally started to show that aggression toward my mothern thats was it! I still hold an extremely strong resentment towards him for living. To prove my point, whenever I am driving I cringe at the roadkill, feeling sympathetic towards it. Now, if Harry was to die in a murder or just plain natural death I would feel rejoiced, relief, nothing related to sorrow or sadnesss of his death. I have no relations to him and continue to daily forget of his existence in my life. Straight resentment.
SO. Summer. 2011. Not as good as last summer. Last summer was the shizzzz. But because of Matthew this summer hasnt been as crappy as it could have been. THANKS MATTCHEW. Summary of this summer has been work, Captain America (not that good), Capital Ex, Heritage Festival, Pembina River float, EXTREME SUNBURN, perm, BC, All Time Low concert (tonight), and west ed waterpark (tomorrow). Oh and Angelas wedding, which I am reading a Catholic prayer in...
For Angela and Dale on this day of great joy:
For the grace to preserve in love, cherish each other in all things, and share their love generously with all those whom they encounter. We pray to the Lord.
Response.
For all married couples, called to show to the world God’s faithfulness in their love and tenderness for each other, and for couples who are struggling to love each other. We pray to the Lord.
Response.
For the safety of travelers and hospitality for all who seek refuge. We pray to the Lord.
Response.
For all of us gathered here called to grow in love for the human community and use our gifts to build a better world. We pray to the Lord.
Response.
For the members of Angela and Dales families who have died, and for those who feel their absence most keenly at this time of joy. We pray to the Lord.
Response.
Oh yeah, its going to be a great wedding. And to make things better I have to be at the wedding rehearsal, NOT FUN! But then after I will speed home, change my shirt, apply more make-up, apply perfume AND LOOK HOTT. Because the love of my life and his brother are picking me up and we are going to a concert. This is a big deal because I havent seen him for two weeks. He was retarded and took a job offer that brought him to ft mac to set up offices (like the big desks and fancy office chairs). And that lead him to work a week. Then the weekend. Then the following week. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Resulting in me not seeing him for two weeks. Now I get to spend the night with him... And his brother. ttyl.
H.
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