Reflections - Twenties Part 2 !

Ok let's try to get back on track here again. I do remember alot so here goes. I will try to pick back up from where we left off.

As I said, My aunt was really hysterical at this point. My mom trying to calm here down as well as hold her ownself together, which couldn't have been at all too easy to do. I remember standing by my sister at one point, her all in her own tears and own quiet non vocal place, wherever it may have been. She was my only sibling there at the time, I forget where my other sister and brother was now, probably because I found it to be of little importance at this time, however my brother was probably in his usual state or places he is always in, drunk or high in some bar, or out half assed getting fucked, anyways. I remember kneeling down and touching my grandads body, it still in the bed at the time. Cold and already blue as he was, I don't remember what I did exactly, but I remember touching him. The Hospital priest came in after some point, and said a Prayer. After that we all soon started to get ready to leave to go to the funeral home and make plans and all that stuff people do when someone passes on. I still remember walking outta the Hospital the last time, knowing he was finally gone, the rain still pouring down, hitting us as we all walked sadly and brokenhearted to our cars. We got to the funeral home and time passed as it always does. We soon found ourselves all back at my Mom's house, talking, waiting for our family to arrive that we knew would be coming down now, from West Virginian hills and Hagerstown Maryland as well.

They all showed up the next day in fact, and the next days didn't seem to get any better. I remember going to the funeral and my cousins and us all in the same car, which by this point in time was no picknick for me at all. I wanted it all to end so some of them would just go the hell back up North and get lost, sadly. I guess by this point in our lives that's about the point we had gotten to. Anyways the time passed as always, and we got through the funeral. All my cousins stayed at my other aunt's house which I guess bothered me some, but at this point I much didn't care. I remember them telling me that my cousin Mark got into some bottles and ended up drunk before this all was over, but I dunno, I guess he got it honest judging from the actions of some of our close relatives. Anyways the funeral passed and we got done with that and Christmas also came and went.

I was still working at Wal-Mart during that Christmas season. It was terrible and I hated it. However my time spent working at Wal-Mart was soon over for me as me and another manager that wasn't over my department had a huge falling out and I told him to kiss my fucking ass and that I would not be even be working out the remainder of my two weeks notice. I told him they didn't pay me enough to put up with his crap and forget my damn two weeks notice. I walked out that same day and never returned to work at Wal-Mart ever again. Later on I was informed that same manager I cussed out was fired and that the Manager over them all was moved to another store and demoted to an assistant manager. Yes, that's correct, A Wal-Mart has one big manager and Assistant Managers too. The one I had it out with was an Assistant Manager, correct, and he got fired, which is good, and the Manager got demoted and also moved, taken from his store, the one in which I had worked at.

My god this is like reliving my whole life, and that's a nightmare partly. Some of it is good in a way though. It's odd how much you really can remember if you just sit down, get still and think back on things. If you have any spare time, do just that. Sit down by yourself, and think back on things, REFLECT, you'll be surprised how events and things pour back. Stuff you haven't even thought of in years. This section is really gonna be interesting. I already have this much text, and I am still just in the year after I graduated High School people, so sit back and bear with me, this part is still far from done.

After I had finally washed my hands of Wal-Mart and it's so bogus crap, I still wondered around as of yet with no real place or plans. This is soon when I hooked up with my cousin in the city and moved there, and I got my job at The Food Lion when I had planned to sign up for tech school at this point. Yes, My job at Food Lion pretty much sucked duck eggs, and I had about at this time decided I guess a 2 year tech school didn't sound all too bad after all. I had watched my grandad slip away slowly and saw people at that hospital called Respiratory Therapists. It kinda looked cool to me and I figured yanno, the pay must be really good to do this stuff. So i had planned to live with my cousin and take that up at tech for just 2 years. However that plan was actually twarted along the way be certain events as well that we shall get too.

I remember moving in with my cousin and his wife there in town, I meet tons of new cool people there at Food-Lion as well as tons of other cool people there along the way. It was the biggest city around us and I had alot of new resources and people around me to meet. I love meeting new people and doing new things, Anyone that knows me knows that about me I guess. That was the perfect setting to do so.

My cousin worked at a local Dominoe's Pizza. He was a manager of several of them in fact, and he would bring home gobs of pizza for us to eat. I would eat and eat that shit so much, my god, I soon became so sick of fucking pizza that when he walked in with some and I would smell it I would almost just gag and run to the kitchen to find me something besides pizza to stuff in my face, hehe.