Ok, some of you know that I had a date this past Friday that I did not want to attend. Well I looked for a way out and got one A concussion. From what the Dr. said it seems like a grade II. Though the initial headache is gone they think I got PCS now [post concussion syndrome] b/c I still get the headaches, sensitive to loud noises, and have been very moody(if i get the mood swings ya know why). [you'd think I was on a mennie cycle if I were a woman]
Anyways, I got an update on what happened Friday night. She wound up going w/ someone [don't know who, don't care to know]; everyone one has gone ape shit over me not going. All they bitch about is how I stood her up.
-Do they care that my friggin head feels like its gonna cave in? No.
-Do they care that I'm probably not gonna be able to play contact hockey ever again? No.
-Do they care that me not being able to play again make me feel like shit? Nah.
I wasn't gonna go pro, but damn I loved to play. All they fucking care about is how she felt for one fucking nite out of her life. I sound like a dick here, but I think me not being able to play contact hockey ever again kinda out weighs one social event that she'll probably forget ever happened.
What do they tell me when I said not being able to hockey has me down? They friggin say why not ask the coach if you can help out or try to coach little kids. The helping the coach out might go over and maybe I can practice if they red shirt me or something, but sorry I don't think I could coach a team and be one of those washed up guys who try to re-live their short lived glory days through little kids.
The game meant something to me. Couldn't put a price on it; the locker room talks I had with my friends, little chats on the ice during a stoppage about what we should do next, the fights, the thrill of scoring a game winner, a nice Wu hit, blocking shots, knowing that when shit hits the fan theres still hockey. Can't put a price tag on that stuff.

Add more shit to the mix...

My cousin's g/f has a friend who is a total slut [hot one too]. Its a downright gaurentee that if I go over there Friday night that I'll get a lil sumptin sumptin. [Shes partial to giving road head; what ya know I got a license and car]. Problem: she has a b/f but apparently doesn't care about seeing as how shes cheated on him before. So do I say fuck you to him and go ahead and fuck her or what? I mean whats a virgin to do? Here I got some extremely hot girl who puts out on one hand, but the whole moral dilemma is on the other. She knows that I don't want her as a g/f. Pretty much looks like we'd be fuck buddies and stuff. I could live w/ a fuck buddy, but what to do about the moral stand point. Ok heres the part where I stop and this either sinks to the bottom of the page or I get some input. Sorry for it being so long.

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My advice: Go see the slut.

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They were here at dinner tonight [just my bro and his girl] and they better get over it fast cause I don't care. I lost something I loved and will probably never get it back. Hockey was my outlet, I love lifting weights but the feeling hockey brought me was something I can't describe or replace. The worst part is that I never got to appreciate that game as my last game. Figured I just go back at it after my suspension. Then the concussion [yeah I wanted it for the short run but couldn't I have cracked some ribs, fractured a foot?] came along and took that away from me in a split second.

Is the first head banger?
Normally you can take a couple before they get way worked up.
Shit I fractured my spine twice and went back.

The girl is my brother's girlfriend's little sister who likes me. I wouldn't touch her w/ a pizza man's dick. Apparently shes self centered if shes more worried about the dance than my well being. Like Slo said my brain takes priority over a date w/ her any day and if she can't realize that than I don't want to bother with her anyways.