Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Every now and then a friend of mine will mention something they did in the past. When they mention it sometimes it’s in pride and others it’s with regret and this makes me wonder. If you could write yourself a letter to you in the past would you do it? I know I would do it. I would place this letter in a place I would definitely find it, then I would go into great detail so much so that it might not be a letter more so a book to myself for help along the way in those hard times when you feel like you aren’t going to pull through the day. I would tell myself how that girl I dated that one time that broke my heart and made me rethink the whole love situation was just that a girl that was meant for the past. I would tell myself not to let it hold me back from trying stuff. Don’t let it keep you from experiencing some of the would be best times of your life. Go out with friends, date people like there is no tomorrow in sight. I would tell myself not to pick lottery numbers causes riches only bring you so much in life, instead I would tell myself to invest in me. Tell myself to do the things I love to do. Try everything at least once and fall on my ass at least twice just so I would keep things in perspective, when I got too big for my britches so to speak. I would make sure that I understood that no matter what pain I suffered there are others out there that haven’t had the chance to experience the pain I have cause of their life situation. More so I would try to make myself understand that though sometimes it’s hard to be yourself in stupid situations do it fuck your friends that put you into situations you shouldn’t be in if they let you fall if they stand by you and fall with you they are true to the core. You might say or do something stupid to those friends along the way but chances are you will find a way to work through it. Do a lot of kissing. The main reason for this is damn it feels good to have someone else’s lips press into yours doesn’t it. Never live by the codes bros before hoes or chicks before dicks because if they are true bros/chicks they will accept your girl/guy for whom they are and not call them a hoe/dick unless it’s out of fun or ribbing you. Besides a bro/chick isn’t going to cuddle with you on those cold nights when all that lights your way is her/his love. More importantly, go out with a bang. Don’t take no for an answer. Try it all live today for today fuck tomorrow cause it may never get here. Love and live your life like you are dying cause well let’s face it we all are and life’s to short to take so fucking serious all the time. Believe in something more than human because otherwise you are just conceited and nobody likes that. Worship your own god whether it be the Christian god or some other god but believe it gives life meaning besides living and dying. Don’t think anyone is out of your league before you try them out; make them make that choice after you had your fun with them. Try not to hold grudges but don’t let someone walk all over you too. Doormats are trashed everyday and are often easily replaced. Be more like a splinter dig in deep hurt a little then with some pushing either fade away or become a permanent scar that they always forget. Be the one that they long for but can’t have but treat the one you got like they are the last thing on earth keeping you alive because when they stick through thick and thin they are worth more than anything in life at all. Have children they irritate the crap out of you all the time but it’s so worth it in the end cause unlike a puppy that some will say get instead they talk back and barking will never ever beat I love you dada and god knows it will never even half amount to a kiss and hug just because you are there when they needed you or wanted you to be. Forgive and move on, but learn from mistakes and choices you make. Tell your friend’s thanks for being there even when they weren’t because surely something came up that kept them away and you know you’ve let them down at least once too. That is my thought like it love it hate it or eat it I don’t care its how I think and it is me. Later
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Why is it that people seem to never be happy with the help they get? Why is it that when you help one person in need every other person in needs starts knocking? I am tired of the situation stated above. It seems like every time you offer help to one person you know or a person in general you wind up helping all of those in need. I have friends and family that have helped a family member in need, now every other day or so they receive another phone call from someone else that needs or wants money from him. It never ends. When I started working at my current job they were taking up money for a guy that had an illness that was bad, I helped him out no big deal. Two weeks later on pay day they are taking more money up for him. Every time we would turn around they would be taking more money up for him, now don’t get me wrong if he was in a position that he couldn’t work then it wouldn’t be such a bad deal however the guy was working too. I remember they asked for money for a bake sale they were having then they wanted us to buy back the baked goods we had just paid for the next day. What the hell is that, you want me to buy a cupcake that I paid for the cake mix that’s BS. Is it a rule that says that if I have a job that pays my bills and gives my family a little extra I have to help someone else? What makes them worthy of my charity? What makes people think that because you helped one you can either afford to help another or that you are going to help another. Where is the line drawn when it comes to charity? Who is to say who gets what and how much is the limit? Why do people look down on the ones that give what and when they can but not when they can’t or don’t have the means to?
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
I have been thinking lately about how people go to God for certain things. I started thinking about this after reading many of my friends one liners on Face Book. Apparently, most of my friends are either super religious or they are super dependent on thinking something greater than they are going to save their asses every time they get into a situation. I thought God gave us a brain to use the damned thing. Every time you get into a sticky situation some religious person says go with God he’ll tell you what to do. Why not just go with my gut instinct or my conscience, I mean that’s what it is there for right. Is God going to literally tell me in my ear don’t eat the black licorice its bad mojo or are my own thoughts going to lead me to that conclusion. I also think God sometimes sets one out like a tired sports athlete and says let the other guy handle it this time around. The other guy is one’s self. How come people seem to think that their problems are going to be fixed by getting religion? Why is it when someone is having trouble or needs something religion and church are the answer? Also why is it that everyone always thanks God for the good stuff that happens to them but never for the bad stuff if they think that he is in such good control shouldn’t they thank him for that too. Like God I love my dog but thank you for taking him away I know there is a better plan than for me to have my dog maybe I should get a cat or fish. Why doesn’t anyone thank God for the death of a loved one I mean technically that is God’s plan too?