Post by lloyd jefferson on May 8, 2010 15:27:19 GMT
* lloyd richard jefferson
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"Hi my name is Lloyd Jefferson and I'm an Alcoholic. Oh wait, wrong group, that meets on Wednesdays doesn't it? Kidding, kidding kidding. I'm not an alcoholic. I'm pretty far from an alcoholic, I don't drink. Seriously. You don't believe me, do you. Your ties crooked did you know that? I don't drink because I don't want to risk getting drunk. I just don't want to risk not knowing what I'm doing, y'know? Not being in control. I like control. Can you please fix that bloody tie? I like control, and I like things to be in order. And straight. Your tie is neither of those things. Fix it now or I am goint to have to get up, come over there and fix it myself. Which I don't really feel like doing because I'm enjoying this non alcoholic beverage. Please? Fine, don't do it, see if I care.
What do you want to know? I grew up an only child. I don't think my parents wanted another kid after me. They were pretty disappointed in me. Always have been. Guess they didn't want to take the chance of getting another kid like me. Who could blame them. I used to freak out of anyone moved my toys when I was little. I'd throw a whole temper tantrum. I still don't like it when people move my stuff. Everything has it's place, y'know? I want it to stay in that spot. I get overwhelmed when things aren't where they are supposed to be. I don't understand when people just throw things every which way. Everything should be organized. Can you please fix your tie? It's really bothering me. Thank you, was that so hard? My parents don't hate me or anything. I know they love me, they are just disappointed in me. I don't really get why. I try, I really do. I guess I'll just never be what they wanted. I try to control it so I can be the son they always wanted, but I just can't.
I thought things would b different once I got to school, but it wasn't. The kids all laughed at me because instead of playing exploding snaps or what ever they play I was organizing my shoes. They don't get it, they were a mess. I need things to be in order and they wouldn't. Once I organized one of my roommats stuff, he flipped at me. Gave me a black eye. He didn't want me touching his things, but he left them spewed all over the floor. It was a disaster, I couldn't live there. I couldn't focus on anything until it was clean. I wasn't getting my work done cause I was fixating on it, so can you really blame me? Did you know your socks don't match? Why didn't you put on matching socks? I don't understand people sometmes. What has gotten into the human race? It has no sense of order at all. None. I like order. It's logical and it makes sense. Thengs need to be done right. I do things right. That's why my grades are so good. I lose a lot of sleep though, it takes time to get everything done properly."- - - - - - - -SAM xo
