..And maybe, I'll say "Maybe"..

Well it's time for the first real post I guess you could say, sorry non existant readers but shes shapeing up to be a bitter one.

Now, I don't know if it is because of the way I was brought up, or the people I have surrounded myself with now and then, but when I make plans to do something with someone I go through with the plans. If I can't go through with these plans I tell the person at least but I will do my best to see out my plans.

Starting at the start with the people I grew up with, my friend of years, lets call him Falcor, and I were raised similarly. Our fathers came from the same part of town and instilled in us pretty well the same beliefs and morals. Heck we even went to sunday chuch together after our 6:00AM hockey practices. Nostalgia aside I was raised to hold the door, pull out the chair, and always give up your seat for a woman if she does not have one. I was also taught that you are only as good as your word. So when I tell someone I'm going to be by to get them at 4:30 I'll be there at 25 after 4. And I know that my freind Falcor has these same traits.

It seems that lately, or maybe its just that I'm moving out of my inner circle of people, that people have lost the morals and integrity that I have grown up and learned to rely on. In the last not even a week I have had four plans broken by the other party without so much as a text message on my cell to tell me that they wouldnt be able to go through with our plans.

The one that rattled me and made me realise that I can no longer count on the word of most was when I was planning on going to the movies with someone one night (Buying the tickets already because I did not want her to put up a fight at the show to buy her own ticket). I text messaged the person and asked when se wanted to leave. This was about an hour before the movie and she lived about 15 minutes from my house so I decided I would go into town a bit closer to her place so that I wouldn't have so far to go when she got back to me about when she wanted to leave. After half an hour went by without a word back I was parked at my old school when I texted her again."What do you want to do?". To which I got the response of "I'm so drunk."(minus the spelling being correct). I got this message and simply replied "k" and immidiately tryed to sell off the tickets I had bought earlier because I had no intentions at the time to go to the movie. After talking to my friends on the phone I calmed down a bit and decided after weighing my options to drive around all night from 9-12 because I did not want to put up with my nosey rents askeing about why i wasnt at the movie.

So I was driving, after about an hour I seen some fireworks on a part of town I wasn't familiar with so I tried an old dirt road to see if I could get a better view and I did. After watching them I wasn't as mad at this girl as I was and decided it wasn't worth being all pissed off over her so I drove down to the beach and listen to music from the truck and just relaxed. Then I updated FB and said that I was on the beach in the truck. Once I got back on the road I was driving when I seen the Low Feul light come on and my heart jumped into my throat. I was about 10 minutes drive to the closest gas station I knew of. I remembered the truck having at least 1/4 of a tank last time i looked so I didn't believe it was out, I shut off and restarted the truck and the needle went up to 1/2 tank then in the 5 minutes of driving went down to less that 1/4 then moved up past 1/4..so I decided I would put gas in it and go home. which I did.

Upon returning home almost broke because of my fathers truck being tricky about gas and the tickets from earlier I walked into the Kitchen where I seen my mother on her laptop with FB open. At that moment I got a message on my phone about a comment my mom left on my status. "What happened to the movies??" When I clicked my cell closed my mother turned around and poked her nose where it didn't need to be untill I got mad and went to bed..

Maybe I sound Whiney, Maybe I'm being a baby but That night all I tried to do was be a "Nice" guy which I am. I had bought the Tickets for me and this girl to go to the movies..I put gas in my fathers truck even though I had done so the day before also. and I came home only to get in trouble for what someone did to me.

It was then I started to REALY think if it ever pays off to be a nice guy.

Since then I am still not sure if it does.

If you made it this far, I congratulate you. wow

and If you read the whole thing you have surprised me haha.

well untill next time this is Splash Gordon.