It’s true. I do. I don’t know why, but when someone is talking about how they had a crappy day, I just wanna go up and give em a hug and tell them it’s gonna be ok, and then buy them some ice cream.. There’s something about being there for people that leaves you so satisfied. It makes me feel like I really do matter, and I might actually make a difference someday.]]>
(I WILL NOW BEGIN OBSESSIVELY CAPITALIZING WORDS FOR ADDED EMPHASIS)
Ok, fine, I didn’t JUST come to realize that. I’ve always KNOWN it. But seriously! How hard is it? The person on the right… HAS THE RIGHT OF WAY!!! Now don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t bother me TOO much when people go out of turn.. I mean, it’s dangerous, yeah… but what REALLY gets under my skin is when people are all like, “no, you go. I just want to sit here and piss people off. THAT IS MY GOAL IN LIFE.” COME ON!! One thing a lot of people don’t understand is that the Right of Way law doesn’t say who GETS to go, but rather, who DOESN’T. It doesn’t say that this person has the undeniable RIGHT to go before the other person. It says that I will be BREAKING THE LAW if I go, and you won’t, so you should GO, eh? It’s kinda like freedom. Everyone gets so up in arms about their rights, when really, NOTHING says that you DESERVE to be able to *fill in the blank*. It just says that you have the FREEDOM to do it, if you wish to. For instance, we don’t have the RIGHT to free speech, we have the PRIVILEDGE. Understand that, and you will make it far in life. AND YOU WON’T PISS EVERYONE OFF.]]>
I just can’t seem to get myself to do anything regularly. I don’t really want to get a membership to a gym, because I know I’ll never go. I think for now, I would be satisfied with convincing myself to go running before work every day. Even just around the block. But noooooo, of course, God forbid, I am actually able to do something I set out to do. *sigh*. One these days it will happen. And I will be jumping and leaping and praising God! Literally.]]>
This is just a fact of life. And probably a good thing. I have been making some new friends, and doing new things. Some old relationships are dying and new ones (I hope) are going to take their place. Starting this Friday, I am going to be running a friends online business for two weeks while he and his family go on a mission trip to the Dominican Republic. Eventually, they are going to be moving there for good, and I am going to be taking over their business for good. He owns two websites, a golf gift site (actually he sells more than just golf stuff, but that is the emphasis), and a cremation urns site. Check them out! Hopefully you don’t have an immediate need for urns, but if you do, he’s the best resource. So anyway, that’s another thing that is going to change. It may not happen over the summer, because they still need to sell their house, and the market is terrible.. but who knows?
Also, I am going to be making some pretty big decisions over the next couple weeks. I don’t want to say what they are, because it might all amount to nothing.. but let’s just say that if I decide to do this thing that I am not telling you about, my life will be utterly upside down. I know you’re just dying to know what it is, right? (Actually, you probably don’t care, but humor me for a bit.) Don’t worry, I’ll reference this post once I decide. In the meantime, I’ll leave you all utterly confused. *Big Grin*!!! Pray for me!]]>
Sadly enough, many of my friends that I used to hang out with all the time are gone. Some are gone in the physical sense, having moved away and all, and some are gone in a deeper way. We are drifting apart; different things are important to us. At am at the point right now where I feel like I don’t have any actual friends. It’s sad because I know I do. But the one friend that I have grown up with and shared so many memories and feelings with… is no longer the person that I want to hang out with when I have free time. I still hang out with him and all, but it isn’t the same. It’s more of a chore than an escape.
However, just last week, God brought me together with an old friend that I never really hung out with and honestly, never even liked that much. We’ve discovered that we are both in the same place in life, have the same goals, the same ideals. We’re both over the old prejudices of “That guy’s a douche bag. Screw him, I don’t like him.” Why? Why do we feel like we have to randomly not like people for no apparent reason? Whatever our reasons were for not liking each other back in the day, we are past that. It’s like a miracle, right when I’m about to give up hope, when I am feeling like my life has no purpose, God comes through.
Isn’t He awesome?]]>
I have trouble just shutting up and letting things be. Part of that is that I am always explaining myself so that people understand me, but sometimes that just gets me into more trouble than I am already in. The problem is that I’m oblivious, and I know it. Too many times, I’ve found out a month after I say something that someone took it to mean I hated them, or I was mocking them when I totally wasn’t. By now, I’ve learned to at least attempt to clarify anything I say before someone misunderstands it, but therein lies the problem.
Can someone teach me how to shut up?]]>
Now, in my defense, it isn’t all about people being able to get a hold of me. I get maybe 1-2 calls per day. The big thing is the internet. I have a Blackberry Pearl, so I can do a lot more than just text in my spare time. I can answer emails, surf the web, check out comments on my blog (not that I get that many, but all the more reason to know right away when I do!), read other blogs, IM people, update Twitter… the list goes on. And I am officially addicted to it.
It’s pretty sad. If I accidentally leave my phone in my car, I break into a cold sweat. One time, I left my phone at home when I went to work, and when from nine to five without having the darn thing!
I’m pitiful aren’t I?
How about you? Are you addicted to your phone? Maybe I should start up a Cellphones Anonymous Group.. (“Hello, my name is Bob and it has been two hours since I last saw my phone.”)
This post is part of a series I am doing called “I’ve come to realize…“.]]>
So I decided to start a series. It’s going to be called “I’ve come to realize”, based on a survey(or a couple surveys) that have questions like this:
I have come to realize that work:
I’ve come to realize that my cell phone is:
I’ve come to realize that when I talk:
I’ve come to realize that if I love someone:
Most people just finish each sentence and leave it at that, but I am going to see if I can’t elaborate on each statement enough to write a whole post.
I probably can’t.]]>