"I hope to risk everything for what is right."--William Hurt, The Village
Tonight I am unable to write my thoughts down in my journal. I am calm. It is so nice to read someone else's perspective. I hope and pray for what is right. Tonight, someone else has the pen.
"If you did that, I would have to shiv you."--Nathalia
There are things I hope for. I had a job interview last Wednesday. There's a girl that I like. Interview went well and now I just have to wait to know if I got the job. My friends express confidence in me. That helps. I went on a date with said girl and we had a good time. Now what's my next step. These stem to the following: I hate waiting and what the crap do I do next? I know I need to plan for the best and the worst but that's so hard!! I hope, I hope. Even when things look good I still fear. I hope...
I have been good these past two weeks. Kick over that rock!! I've done well with keeping my goals and I feel good for the most part. My confidence has grown but it's still shaky every now and again. The unkown is killer. I'll do my part and I'll leave the rest to the Man upstairs.
"We're just two ordinary people hating the crap out of each other."--Audrey H.
So, I've decided that many people, more often that not, have the collective IQ of a brick. There was this massive camp-out shindig and once again I realized that a lot of people are careless twits. Signs are pretty clear, so why the blazes are you driving in the wrong direction? Do you not know how to read? I don't care out if we are in the middle of freaking nowhere, so please have some respect. It's not that hard. It's not inconvenient.
Don't throw anything at my car even if it is just a water balloon. Apologize once and go away. I don't care for any explanation or lengthy groveling for forgiveness. Please depart.
You got a ride up here. That means someone has a car and you transported here by their kindness. I know I have six seatbelts. Just know this: please ask for a ride. Do not expect that you will automatically get one if you just follow the group up to my vehicle. I am an easy-going man but I am not okay with everything. I am not always happy. You cannot expect me to be happy all the time. I experience different emotions. I am human.
Respect other people. Don't take open space just because it's there. People need a margin of error. No one is perfect. There is tolerance, stepping on the toes, being entirely too strict and also stupidity. Know your limits. Do not test them.
"So, which one are you hitting up first?"--Dr. Jones
I have good friends. They treat me well. And sometimes I feel like I am a nobk and/or jerk to them. 'tis in my blood [I do believe] to often times disregard other peoples thoughts, feelings or opinions. Sometimes that's needed but today I had horrible timing. I have no real conscious desire to destroy your hopes and ambitions but sometimes I just suck!!! I'm sorry!!
"Join the Nintendo fan club today Mac!!"--Doc, Punch Out!!
Ah, the joys of listening to one half or one side of a conversation. Hence, I had a thought. Cult and Mainstream concepts, ideas, items, fads and whatnot. So my basic idea is thus:
Mainstream- Everybody is into it and there's no problem
Cult- Only a small amount of people are into it and many people have a problem with that
So, the only differences in the eyes that I claim as my own are the following; the amount of people into something and the amount of people having a big deal about those into that one thing. Frankly, I believe that no matter what you are into, somebody somewhere has a problem with it. Hence, everyone is in a cult. Pogs, Magic: the gathering, pokemon cards, punching people in the face. Those may or may not be good examples of what I am talking about. Right now for me it's those plastic tie things used at work that I use for bracelets. And would someone please burn that oven mitt. [grrrrrr......]
"That's what I go for, scoring....[awkward pause]. Points I mean."--Christine
Sorry. 'Tis been awhile. There was about two or three times these past 30 days in which I've tried to blog but the connection each time got screwy and I lost what I wrote. Not so enjoyable I tell you. And doing things twice is not my favorite activity. But what can you do? [shut up, I know]
This past month I've had some crazy ups and downs. Mostly just what the heck I so desire in life. I did take a road trip to Reno which helped a whole heap. So good to get out of town and see something different. Car troubles were something else though. Cars are expensive. Couldn't Harrison Ford or someone rich give me a billion dollars or something, I would really like that.
The comedy troupe is still quite joyous. We had our first public show not too long ago. It turned out quite well. I would like to do that more often. Except for the part in which one of the players jacks their knee. But all is well. We got her ice cream.
Work is lazy and dumb. I got my raise. I am currently looking for another job because I hate custodial forever and I gots an interview to be a referee. That's right up my alley. I would like that a lot.
Now for the goin' to town part. This started out Tuesday afternoon when I was doing laundry. I cleaned out my closet drawers by throwing away some really worn out clothing and putting other stuff in storage [hint: underneath my bed]. I organized everything there and in my closet. The closet door actually closes which hasn't happened for several months I do believe. Then last night I went to town on my dresser. I trashed pretty much everything I don't need. I can see my floor. My bed is made. I feel dang good. I've started over this week. Kick that rock!! I'm signing out. Love you all.
"Then I became more fond of my money than of my time."--Audrey H.
"Alright, this chick is toast!!"--Dr. Venkman
Generally, when I ask myself the "why?" I already know the reason. And almost always it's my own fault. Other people may try to convince me otherwise but the thing is, is that it's my own opinion that matters and when I'm in these kinds of moods, 'tis statistically impossible to do so. The more down I get, also the more stubborn.
Things just came down tonight. A lot of things were just bad for me. I hate second place. I hate being injured and unable to help or do my part. And I hate how some things have to end the way they do. As much hate as that is, just give me some alone time to cool off and I'll be okay. I'd like to think that I know myself and how I work. My time will come.
"Only in America can a cute black boy grow into an ugly white boy."--Brooke
Hey Sleepy-time, we hung out a lot yesterday and besides that, you're not as cute as she is.
All is well. So busy these days. I can't complain. It's summer break and who would have thought I would have so much stuff going on. However, there is much sunshine and warmth. So good. And I really like my hammock. This past week I've had some really good times in said hammock. I'm blabbering.
Hey Sleepy-time!! you'll have your scheduled time...or something like that.
"But man, you really freak me out."--Weezer
First of all, no one should ever look into their apartment and see Patrick Swayze on pause on the TV screen. Yeah, that just happened to me about twenty minutes ago. Wow, I will probably have nightmares. I am working a lot. Hooray for on campus custodians. I need sleep.
I just purchased the new Weezer album yesterday. I dig it a lot. The lyrics, the guitars and whatever else they use create the noise I call music. Good purchase. Well, sleepy time just left a message on my machine and was all kinds of cranky that I'm not around much. I need to redeem myself. Goodnight, and please, sweet dreams.
"Don't ever stop asking for help, you just might get it."--The Kid
Just watching Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. Such a good movie. Now, the thing is thus: it really amazes me how the mind works. Think, consider, decode, create, decide. Lately I've been evaluating what I want to do with my near future. I've been trying to weigh the possibilities and the consequences thereof with a few decisions that I might take a chance with here soon.
My question: what drives us? What is it that makes us take action? Is it because we have a firm opinion on a certain subject? Certain views that we have? The views and opinions of the people we hold dear to our hearts? I believe that there is something there in each of us that makes us go absolutely insane. I just know that sometimes we take something and go with it, throwing out all other considerations. I believe that is how the world works. That is what brings so much good into the world. To finish:
"I suppose if we couldn't laugh at things that didn't make sense, we couldn't react to a lot of life."--Hobbes
