Tales of love and loss

This Sunday was Valentine's day, a day that I have never enjoyed. Ever since I can remember Valentine's day has made me feel down and lonely. I personally feel that Valentine's day is simply just a Hallmark holiday, and an excuse for someone to buy you things. So here are two quick stories of love and loss from my life, happy late Valentine's day.

My first story comes from when I was in Pre-K. There was a girl named Stacy in my class who I was quite convinced that I was in love with. Even to this day I can remember staring at her long curly blond hair from across the craft table, trying to end up on the swing next to hers on the playground, and dreaming of playing house with her. While I paid so much attention to Stacy she naturally had no clue that I existed. One day she handed out invitations to her birthday party. I can remember sitting and waiting for a card, expecting her to send me one, however she never did. As I got in the car with my mother I began to sob and cry "I just stood there and waited mommy, I just stood there but she didn't give me one!". Summer soon came and marked my graduation to Kindergarten, Stacy and I didn't go to the same school after that and I never saw her again. However I feel that I will never forget my first crush.

My next story comes from when I was in Kindergarten. After recovering from the loss of Stacy I was ready to pull a "Chance and Real" to "get back in the saddle" and find love all over again. However I found my newest romance in quite the odd place. I can still remember when I saw first saw her, I was breathless at how her blouse matched the leggos she was standing by, at her stunning legs, how the sunlight illuminated her long blonde hair, at her bright red lipstick, and at her name badge that read "Hi my name is Ms. Pam, I'm your teacher". This woman was like nothing I had ever seen before and I was hypnotized with every word that came from her mouth. My feelings went up for my teacher Ms. Pam throughout the school year until right before Christmas. One day Ms. Pam didn't show up to class, and I freaked out. I asked the woman who was subbing where my beloved teacher was and was then blown away by her answer "Oh, well she's getting married later this week so she needs to take some time off to get ready". My heart sunk as these words passed through my ears, I had assumed that Ms. Pam and I would be together forever and could barely fathom the idea of her being engaged to another man. When we went back to school Ms. Pam had become Mrs. Pam, and I finished the year by trying to avoid her at as much as possible.

So there you have it, two stories from earlier in my life where I learned the harsh how harsh love could be.


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What makes me, me.

Everyone has idols in their life, Bruce Willis had Danny DeVito, Morgan Freeman had Ozzy Osborn, and Billy Mayes had Bruce Lee. In most cases people tend to look up to, and aspire to become their idols. It is my hope that one day as I parade the hallways of my school that some kid with long hair swooped over to side, an extreme v-neck, and tight pants will come up to me and say, "Oh hey, you're Sam Wolf", to which I shall reply "Why yes my friend, I am indeed Sam Wolf" only to hear him respond with "You're my idol broski. Peace out". Below are four people who I idolize greatly, and yes I am serious.

Also, I sure hope that my computer decides to upload these images for once.



1. Luke Skywalker.
Chances are if you've talked to me for more than five minutes I've probably mentioned the fact that I love Starwars. Now when I say I love Starwars, I FREAKING LOVE STARWARS! Like seriously, when I was a kid I'd spend hours pretending to be different Starwars characters. Whenever I'd do this my favorite character was always Luke Skywalker because of how cool he was. I always liked Luke because he was always such a "Bad-ass". Like the scene in A New Hope when Luke shoots his proton torpedoes into the tiny exhaust shaft in the Death Star without his targeting computer, when he chooses to leap off of the ventalation shaft in Bespin in The Empire Strikes Back rather than to accept the fact that Darth Vader, his worst enemy, is his father, or when he takes on Emperor Palatine in The Return of The Jedi, Luke Skywalker is all around "Bad-ass".



2."Krooked" Ken.
"Krooked" Ken is five-foot two, covered in tattoos, and one of the funniest people you will ever meet. I actually had the privilege of meeting Ken in Chicago this summer, and let me say he is one of the funniest guys I have ever and will ever meet. Ken is a tattoo artist who specializes in Traditional-American style tattooing. He has worked with tattoo icons such as Norm "Sailor Jerry" Collins, Lew the Jew, and Jack Dracula. Such a "Br00t4l" guy.



3. Jack Dracula.
Speaking of Jack Dracula, Jack Dracula. Jack first started getting tattoos in the late 30's when he was a young boy, after getting some serious ink in the Navy Jack started his own tattoo shop to support himself for when he wasn't traveling as an act for a cicrus. I find Jack to be quite "Bad-ass" because at the time that he got tattooed, especially on his face, no one got tattooed, and in fact society looked down on people who did get tattooed.



4. Frank Carter
Finally I have Frank Carter. Frank is the vocalist for a band called Gallows, who if you haven't checked out I strongly suggest that you check them out. Frank is my idol because he's the vocalist for a hardcore/punk band, is covered in tattoos, followed his dream of being in a band, and in his free time is a tattoo artist. Also he gets so crazy at shows that he often times makes his nose bleed or cracks his head, "Br00t4l"

So those are four people who I really idolize pretty heavily, but I seriously doubt that I'd ever get an eagle tattooed on my forehead.

Oh and I should also add that I had another supurb weekend with Evan, Tessa, and Michelle. Oh yeah and that none of the celebrities listed idolized those people.

Peace out,

Sam