A Modern Day Tragedy: 13+ Years Post Emo Kid

Okay well people. I did something, and I loved it. I will most likely do it again considering I have done it another time as well. I smoked pot for the first time Saturday night, yes. Tragedy tried weed, it was so awsome I did it again Sunday night. I love it I wanna do it again. However I was really paranoid my first time I called a friend in NC. Then I called T, the last person in the world I would ever expect to do weed. Comes to find out he does it sometimes, and I thought he would be pissed at me. Nope, he wasn't he was just like whatever. Gave me some advice. He's in Italy for the next month, I'm gonna miss our wierd little chats we have from time to time. My wrist is killing me. I swear it has never been more inflammed and its killing me where I tore my TFCC a few years ago and had to have surgery on it. I am taking a few weeks off while at Duke and hoping it's gonna heal. Cheers Loves, Tragedy

I had All Star Camp today from 4-9 then again tomarrow and Wensday. Not much to say there except DRAMA. I hate Drama. Any where I go it seems to follow about people gossiping, about something years ago. It Tends to annoy me but, whatever! I am tired Loves, Cheers Loves, Tragedy

Welcome to another day in the life of Tragedy. Nothing has been happening these last few nights. Except work, and alot of it. I worked 8 hours last night, and 12 hour shift today with only one break. They are about to kill me, and to make matter worse this guy, who just started, won't stop showing his ass to me. I am Game Room Cordinater meaning, the only people above me are the assisant maneger , and managers. Thats only 7 people above me, and 38 below who have to do whatever my ass tells them. So he was sitting down I was closing showroom and some people were leaving. He was sitting talkint to one of the cashiers, and I ask him if he was done he said, " Yes." I ask him twice 2 get some tables cleaned off in my area. First time he looked me and went on talking, second time, he just sat there kept talking, third time I raised my voice and said, " Do it." Then his ass goes and raises his voice, " I'm not done." His little ass is in for it, a few mo

Well I woke up at 4 PM today. I am tired right now. I went to tumbling where I was able to do my backhandspring with a spot. For the first time in 3 months hopefully in the next few weeks I will get it and my tuck back completely by myself. My brothers found some cigarettes hidden in my room I hid when I was like 15. I forgot I had the sons os bitches LOL, I don't smoke they were given to me as a GAG gift. Oooopps... If they tell mother I have a story already planned. I gave them to my cousin to hold on to woot woot woot! I;m gonna take a sleeping pill to knock my ass out tonight about midnight so I go to bed on time and get up early enough! Cheers Loves, Tragedy

This is a sad time in the life of Tragedy. I will explain! Two years ago on April 1st, 2003 my freshman year of high school was coming to a close. Well that day brings only tears in my eyes, my best friend and the only person on this earth I have ever loved so dearly passed away. Not from a disease, wounded heart, but from a drunk driver. Amanda and her brother were coming back from Columbus, GA when at 1:30 AM, their car was hit by a drunk driver 15 minutes from their home. For 5 years she has been my best friend, and to this day I consider her more. A sister in my eyes, and blood is not thicker then water. Why am I sad when it is not April 1st? July 3rd, was her Birthday! I miss her so much and this was the day she was brought into this world. I will have my own Day Of Silence in her name. I am not celebrating this is a rememberance that a day of joy, is now a day of nothing in my life. She would have been 18 this year. 18 years old and this angel does not grow her wings with the ri

Today was just a regular day in the life of Tragedy. Except for this, 2 guys here in Atlanta, In my own town decided to rob the movie theater, and it went horribly wrong. They ended up taking hostages on the roof. Well LOL the movie theater can be seen from behind my house, so me and friend sat up on my rents balcony off of their room. And ate popcorn and watched. How exciting!!! Well then I came in and did nothing as usual. Played the Sims Online for a few hours. Talked to some people and thats about it. There is this one guy, the only guy I have ever met online that I have any intentions of ever meeting. He is just one of the most down to earth people, doesn't think with his head down south, and he is so intelligent. What he has on his shoulders is more important to me then his looks. Not that he's bad looking. He really is attractive tall, dark, and handsome. Cheers Loves, Tragedy

Well my life has been going pretty slow. Nothing new has happened in the life of Tragedy. I worked Saturday and boy was that a bitch. It was jam packed for about 2 hours. Then it just died, and noone came in so they sent me home. That was a relief. So after work we went to the mall with the Mom, and I found this jacket I had wanted at Christmas marked down 90% I paid 20 bucks for it. After that I spotted this Tommy shirt and matching pants for the jacket, and what do you know they fit. A $250 outfit for 35 bucks not bad, eh? Fast forward to now. I just got done from Gymnastics. I love my team they are so much fun. There was this guy there tonight taking a class I have never seen before, and he was very cute indeed. But he just reeked GAY, which is so not my type. Cute though no doubt in my mind about that. He has this really weird hair cut like short but kinda dyed red and highlighted it looked good on him he could pull it off. He was not bad at tumbling either, but this is completely

This is the journal of a Modern Day Tragedy. What is my tragedy, many of you will ask? I'm a southern bred, Mormon, gay latino. I am caught in the crossfire between sexuality, politics, spirituality, romance, and the responsibility that comes with growing up. There will come a day when I have to face my deepest fears, and tell my family. I fear rejection, being an outcast, and most of all being outed to early by peers, and such. This journal is going to document hopefully a day by day chronicle of my life. I am a mere 17, live in ATL, I grew up in the trailor parks of NC, and have made it all the way to being a regular middle class American. I am a more complex individual then most you will ever meet, I have fought Anerexia and won, I am a gymnast, can't drive, and have a job I really hate. And this is my Modern Day Tragedy. It shall start here, and end here! Cheers Loves, Tragedy