.+Memeshift+.

so i think this is my last week working for StandUp and I’m a little sad on leaving. Today at the center i said, ‘What the fuck? Let’s do it” and so on a whim, i took all of our kids that were there to go and see Starwars Episode III. Lemme tell ya, Lucas DELIVERS for the final installment of the sextet. I was stoked. I stil think the guy who plays Anakin Skywalker (who later becomes Darth Vader for those not in the know) sucks, but whatever. The best part of the afternoon was not long enough. After the movie i got to meander back to the van that they are all staying/travelling in together (4 of them) and have a good long talk with one of them (he has had multiple suicide attempts, drug o.d.s and a pet dog dying in the past few weeks). He seemed pretty stable in my talking to him and was still trying to justify smoking weed. I just hope that attitude doesn’t carry back into the harder drugs he was using. He has a good friend who really looks out for him and i truly hope that he doesn’t burn this bridge. He almost lost his parents (they got tired, sad, and sick of hearing him not do well, almost changed their number) due to his own lack of getting his life on track. I really want him - as with the rest of my kids - to do well, be healthy and achieve whatever it is that they are meant to do, in their highest being-in-the-world. With some, the potential shines more strongly than others, but that’s not to say that their isn’t any with those that don’t shine as brightly, they’ll just have to work harder at it…. I told them this week that i am leaving and i must admit that they are probably gonna be what i miss most about this job, hands down. None of them are really bad or evil, just damaged. I’m gonna really miss smackin them kids around. I want them to succeed.