A normal day in my life.

I thought I might share with you guys how a normal day looks like for me.

I spend a large portion of my time volunteering to help the mentally disabled. It doesn't mean much to me but it means a lot to them, I can tell. It makes me feel good knowing that what I do makes their days a little bit better.
The kids there are, well, kids. Kids will be kids, of course, but oftentimes I find myself in over my head. Basically, the people there are hard to deal with. They will start fights over the silliest little things, and I always try my best to not escalate anything, and contact someone in charge who can stop the problem.
They are also quite hard to understand at times. They seemed to have developed a method of communication that I have yet to fully grasp. A lot of them can’t speak properly, and most of them cant even spell. A few of them seem to communicate solely with incoherent blabbering that everyone except me seems to understand. You just have to look at them while they talk and agree with anything they say, and backpedal when they get upset.
Most of the people there are, frankly, unintellegent, social outcasts, and hard to be around. I genuinely feel bad for those people, and thats why I volunteer my time there, because no one else will. They dont have any friends outside their little environment, and their family doesn't want to take care of them, thats why they are here. There are a few bright people there, and they seem to understand basic concepts, so it makes my life a lot easier when I can deal with those people.
I don’t get paid for this work, I don’t even get any benefits. I don’t care. I enjoy helping these people, even if it gets frustrating. At the end of the day, after I deal with all of this, I log off kaw and go to sleep. In the morning I wake up, log back on, and do it all over again.