Sad Man

(Though it didn't get published, there is obligation to share it. Sorry if it is a bit unpolished.) Head: Anti-Human Trafficking article Connor Haugen: Staff writer The anti-human trafficking club helps bring awareness to our school and the community about the atrocities of sex and labor trafficking.  They hold events such as the purse and jean drives, and the recent music for change. Sex and labor trafficking are defined by the National Human Trafficking Resource Center as “a form of modern-day slavery in which individuals perform [sex or labor] services through the use of force, fraud, or coercion. [sex or labor] trafficking includes situations of debt bondage, forced [sex or labor] and involuntary child [sex or labor]. Minors under the age of 18 engaging in commercial sex are considered to be victims of human trafficking.” The   president of the anti-human trafficking club, Heally Kirk, has networked and been a part of organizing many events within the co...

Ring ring, Ring ring. "Hello" "Hi" "May I ask who this is." someone who needs saving. "what do you mean?" I just cant handle this anymore. "Cant handle what." .... "hello" yeah "What cant you handle anymore?" Everything I suppose. "I know how you feel, Its hard." ... "Yeah I sometimes wounder if its even worth going on." How do you do it? "A will to live and a fear to die I suppose." That sounds unhealthy. "Could be, though I am finding other things that help." Like what? "Friends for one, though, I don't really know if they are friends." Why don't you know, can't you just ask? "I have but the answer I get feels, empty." That seems more opinion than fact. "Even if it isn't I don't think I will feel truly comforted." Seems like you need saving more than me. "Yeah I guess we all have our problems....

As of yesterday my life will come to a stand still as I waste it all in Fallout 4. This is a terrible time as I have actual work to do but would rather play fallout than do anything else. In my more recent years I remember staying up a while playing fallout 3. When I awoke however it had been 2 weeks I asked what had happened when my mother told me that I had been playing Fallout and my hands got so sweaty and sticky they couldn't remove the controller from my hands. I asked why they didn't help sooner and they said they tried but I wouldn't respond with more than a grunt or I would lash out with all my nerd strength. I had injured many including a my sisters boyfriend, they said that he had a bag of Doritos and as he walked by my room I burst out on all fours and tackled him beating him to an inch of his boredom that he just gave me the bag.  They said that after ruthlessly blowing up megaton I went into a comatose state, giving them an opportunity to take me to the hosp...

I forgot to post the other day so I will make up by recounting events of the previous night. As I posted two days ago I was going out with some of my friends. This will have been the 7th or 8th time out with them so I should be comfortable hanging around them. Well if that is what came across your mind you are sorely mistaken, for I am still as recluse as a prairie dog when a predator is by. So the night starts off with a message from a fine young woman named Alerie or Al for short. She requested that I fetch her some Wendy's to sate her hunger. I duly accept her offer and get it for her. I arrived at the hotel with the food and my enthusiasm. Another man whom I am quite well acquainted was also there, Micheal. We three get to drinking though I less so for a frightful incident that occurred all hallows eve left me unable to ingest as much as the others, my body re-adjusting to alcohol. As this is the case my inebriation is not as heavy when more people start to arrive, this leads...

   It has been one whole day since the rediscovery of my old blog. I have in this one day spent $226 dealing with my apartment and all my mistakes, I am going out with a few friends which I will update tomorrow. I also moved furniture with my father and broke him and myself. Bought 2 new books, so many financial mistakes. I think its funny how busy you can sound and not actually be that busy. My life will be over due to fallout 4 coming out so goodbye grades and work, hello senior Gustavo and his roving band of wasteland misfits.     One more thing before I end this is why is it so hard to ask someone out. I have some experience but when the time actually comes I get so nervous that I give up or screw up. I wish that courage was more my forte than slothfulness.

This was a pet project back in one of my classes that I haven't thought about in years. Rediscovering this blog now seems to be destiny. Though like myself no has looked at this in quite some time, I hope that at least one will read the words of a sad man and help him discover what it is he is meant to do with this.