Don Nguyen

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So Friday and I are at the park and I’m chilling on the side opposite the gate, maybe 50 feet away. A girl, maybe 25, comes in with a golden retriever and a boxer mix. These are dogs Friday has played with before.

Friday, wanting to play, starts playing with the boxer and they stand up as boxers do. All of a sudden, the boxer snaps and starts attacking Friday. If you’ve seen me at the park, I’m very mellow. I start walking over casually, thinking that the owner will grab her dog. Unfortunately, she put in as much effort as a Keanu Reeves does into acting.

The dog has Friday by the neck and is shaking her around. Friday is able to get free and snap back, but it does no good. Friday is pinned and grabbed by the neck again. I grab the dog by the collar and yell at the girl to “get her fucking dog off mine.” Instead of pulling her dog, she kinda just stands there.

The dog still has a hold of Friday and I yank as hard as I can 3 times before the dog finally lets go. Now I’m pissed…the owner is kind of just standing there and Friday wants blood. She finally takes her dog and I gather up Friday. I walk her across the park and inspect her for any bleeding. The only blood I see is in her mouth, which probably means Friday got a good bite at the other dog and drew some blood from it….good for her.

Instead of apologizing like a normal person would, she just asks if Friday is OK. I say yeah, but she’s got a small cut under her chin. She stands there, like a fucking moron, with her dog on a leash. A couple more people come in and her other dog growls at them at the gate….WTF? 2 aggressive dogs? GTFO!

Finally she takes her boxer out but leaves her golden retriever, who growls at the other dogs. After about 15 minutes, that dog snaps at another dog. Seriously…if your dogs aren’t gonna be friendly, don’t come to the dog park. If you can’t control your dog, don’t come to the dog park. If you can’t pull your dog off another dog, don’t have big dogs.

I’m sick of people with aggressive dogs coming in and causing problems at the park. This is the first time another dog has snapped at Friday, but I’ve seen quite a few other fights, and it’s always the same ones. Handles your dogs or GET THE FUCK OUT!

I’m pissed at the owner, not the dogs…but if a dog is attacking mine and the owner can’t stop it, the dogs gonna get stomped on next time. Plain and simple.

“Love is as strong as death, as hard as hell.
Death separates the soul from the body, but love separates all things from the soul.”

- Meister Eckhart, German mystic

My destiny

In the darkness,
no one can see your tears,
in the darkness,
no one can see your fears,
in the darkness,
there is no one to love you,
in the darkness,
there is only sorrow with you.

To seek and found a reason to be,
to hunt like a hound, your destiny to see.

My only love, once found, now lost,
for my cowardice, that was the cost.

Inside my heart, to pieces, I am shattered,
all those pieces, in darkness, now scattered.

To seek end in the dark,
it is my destiny,
to weep alone in the dark,
it is my destiny,
to die all alone without your love,
it is my destiny.

“A person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it”

- Jean de La Fontaine

What does this mean? No matter how much we avoid something, if is our destiny/fate then we will still meet it?

I’m not too sure at this point…but I sure would like to know.

I don’t care what anyone has to say about him, but I have and always will love Michael Jackson…I grew up with his music and will always remember him for that. No one in our life time will ever touch as many lives as he has.

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and I’m way too stupid…i went to the gym and figured i didn’t need the rest of my keys, so i just brought my car key. i come home tired and ready to eat dinner…i go to open the door from the garage to my house and apparently Friday locked the deadbolt trying to get out to me…my phone was almost dead so I didn’t have that either…epic right?

So i see a neighbor parking and ask for a ladder. all he had was a 6 ft ladder, but i figured we’d use his truck too, so that added maybe another 3 ft. First we tried the roof that goes out from the front…all windows locked and balcony was locked too…GUH

I know the bedroom window is open so we sat and looked at it for a couple minutes. backed the truck up and put the ladder in the bed. So, with the ladder in the bed, there was still a 4 ft leap up onto a 1 ft ledge…we’re sitting thinking about it, and he was pretty sketched out about the leap. we play around with putting the ladder on the tail gait which would give us another ft and a half, but that idea sketched me out way more than the leap did.

so we put it back in the bed and i’m standing at the top. I’m sweating bullets. i look at the ledge, i look down. beads of sweat are running down my face…i’m trying to prepare myself mentally for the jump but that doesn’t really work when the only other possible outcome was me falling down back onto the ladder and into the bed of the truck…not a fun idea.

my legs and arms are jelly from the gym, but i dont have any other choice. sitting there breathing…thinking…i say fuck it. I jump…barely making it onto the ledge and through the window…phew.

I made it in…yay!!! arms and legs like jelly, sweating bullets, and hungry from not eating for 9 hours…luckily i made it in…

Thanks to my neighbor Eric for lending me a helping hand. if not for him, i’d still be stuck in my garage wondering how the fuck i’d get in.

Now I’m exhausted, full and ready for sleep.

It’s been one week
since I woke up with you by my side
since I looked into your eyes
since I could smell you

Today I wake up alone
empty bed
empty house
empty soul

this house, our house
doesn’t feel the same without you
feels empty without you
and i know…it’s all my fault

its been one week
since you left my life
since words were said I cannot take back
and now i’m left with nothing but regret

no words can express
the pain i feel inside
how sorry I am
how much I wish i could change it all

its been one week
since I woke up knowing you’d be there
and each day, i pray
to wake up from this nightmare

everyday, since you’ve left
I pray that you will be by my side
when i open my eyes
for this to be all nothing more than a bad dream

its been one week
and each day is harder than the last
and i hope to wake up to you
so you can tell me its all OK

everyday, since you’ve left
I think about all the wrong I’ve done
everything that I said
everything that I did

everyday I wish
that I could take it all back
that I could have just supported your wants
that I was all that I should have been

each day that passes
i look in the mirror
and see empty eyes
and a sad face that i don’t recognize anymore

it’s been one week
and I miss you more and more
that I’ve been empty inside
of this never ending nightmare

This artwork, by Derek Hess, is a piece of art that I had tattooed on my ribs a couple years back. Everyday i look at it, the more and more it holds true. In this image, we have a person being shot by cupid. The person is also in the grips of a bear trap. My interpretation is that love binds us and love hurts…which i find truer and truer every day.

To Whom It May Concern:

There is nothing I can do but apologize for my actions that have occurred over the past year, 4 months and 7 days. I let my temper get the best of me and have taken you for granted; which has ultimately led to the end of our relationship. They say you really never appreciate what you have until it’s gone…this would be that case.

I never meant to hurt you and sincerely apologize for anything and everything that I may have done. I’m sorry I couldn’t support you in everything wanted to do, as I should have.

I wish I could change how I acted and cherished you more, but unfortunately I cannot.

I don’t really know what to say anymore that I haven’t already said.

All I can say is that I’m sorry for the way it all went down and for my actions. I wish you the best in life, happiness and success, and everything else you want.

To everyone else who may be reading this,

I may be taking a few days/weeks from writing/posting/etc so I can put myself in a better place.

Sincerely,

Don Nguyen

EDIT: Apparently, in my sadness, i couldn’t count last night…corrections have been made, but nothing major

[Source: Will Roegge]