Broken hearts hurt like hell.
And those responsible never feel the pain.
So why do we always keep on loving them?
I keep trying to remember what it was like before this all happened. What it was that made me so happy. And I can only think of one answer: him.
But even if I could go back and warn myself not to fall in love, I wouldn't. That's such a big part of me now, and I like myself much better because of it. I only wish he could have been around to see how much I grew from it all.
I wish he knew:
life lesson #8
Love with all your heart. Give them everything you've got and promise them more. Show them every day what they mean to you. Because even if it doesn't end up the way you wanted it to, you'll come out a better person in the end. And they'll know without a doubt that they were loved.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Don't give in to the pillow.
Small children take naps.
Old people 'rest' in the middle of the day.
College students sleep as little as humanly possible.
Why didn't I ever get this memo? Who was supposed to deliver it to me? Seriously. Because apparently I'm living my life in the wrong order.
I'm a napper. I can't help it. There comes a point in my day when I just need to take a break and recharge. This could possibly be attributed to the fact that I spend a significant amount of my nights on Skype... time that I should be sleeping. But I'm not complaining.
Nope. I like napping. I don't care that I have the same habits as toddlers and senior citizens. Me and my pillow are not ashamed of our close relationship. Although, I wouldn't be opposed to sleeping with something a little more manly...
life lesson #7
Your personal sleeping habits are YOUR personal sleeping habits. They should not be dictated by what the rest of society thinks is normal. Besides, we all know that the best way to fix the grumps is with a nap and a cookie. The world would be a more pleasant place if mandatory napping and snack time didn't stop after kindergarten.
Old people 'rest' in the middle of the day.
College students sleep as little as humanly possible.
Why didn't I ever get this memo? Who was supposed to deliver it to me? Seriously. Because apparently I'm living my life in the wrong order.
I'm a napper. I can't help it. There comes a point in my day when I just need to take a break and recharge. This could possibly be attributed to the fact that I spend a significant amount of my nights on Skype... time that I should be sleeping. But I'm not complaining.
Nope. I like napping. I don't care that I have the same habits as toddlers and senior citizens. Me and my pillow are not ashamed of our close relationship. Although, I wouldn't be opposed to sleeping with something a little more manly...
life lesson #7
Your personal sleeping habits are YOUR personal sleeping habits. They should not be dictated by what the rest of society thinks is normal. Besides, we all know that the best way to fix the grumps is with a nap and a cookie. The world would be a more pleasant place if mandatory napping and snack time didn't stop after kindergarten.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Don't fall for someone you can't have.
Things that get in the way:
• distance
• people
• circumstance
I'm sorry. But someone had to say it. There's more to a relationship than just two people wanting to be together. There are outside forces pushing and pulling in all sorts of different directions. Some for, and some against.
I've made long-distance work. I've failed miserably at it, too. I've let my friends and family convince me not to date someone. And I've told them to mind their own business. I've walked away because it wasn't the right time. But that doesn't mean I've never jumped.
I can't say which way is the best. I have no success stories. I'm a magnet for relationships that are doomed for failure.
It's not pleasant, but it's the truth. And there's not much I can do about it. Except to warn you of:
life lesson #6
You don't always get what you want. Even when you have it and you love it and you know that letting it go will break your heart. You have to do what's best for both of you.
• distance
• people
• circumstance
I'm sorry. But someone had to say it. There's more to a relationship than just two people wanting to be together. There are outside forces pushing and pulling in all sorts of different directions. Some for, and some against.
I've made long-distance work. I've failed miserably at it, too. I've let my friends and family convince me not to date someone. And I've told them to mind their own business. I've walked away because it wasn't the right time. But that doesn't mean I've never jumped.
I can't say which way is the best. I have no success stories. I'm a magnet for relationships that are doomed for failure.
It's not pleasant, but it's the truth. And there's not much I can do about it. Except to warn you of:
life lesson #6
You don't always get what you want. Even when you have it and you love it and you know that letting it go will break your heart. You have to do what's best for both of you.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Don't make mistakes.
In 2008, I drank iced coffee.
Have you ever been judged for past mistakes? It's just great. It really makes me feel as though my efforts to change myself into someone better are being noticed. Am I being too bitter? Sorry. You should probably judge me for that, too.
We've already established that I go to one of the BYU schools, and so you can assume correctly that I'm a member of the Mormon church. I love this church, and all that it stands for. I believe with every fiber of my being that the gospel and doctrines that it proclaims are true. One of the best things about this church is that we believe in the redemption of our sins. We believe that no matter what the sin, no matter how big or small, that our Heavenly Father will forgive us if we show Him that we are sorry and make the decision to change.
So, in 2008, I drank iced coffee [which, by the standards of my Church, was a mistake]. Since then, I have realized that it was wrong. I have decided that I won't do that anymore. However, there's a story that I like to tell, about a time when my friend and I were so hyped up on caffeine from iced coffee that our friend could hear us playing a game in our 3rd floor apartment from across the street and a building over. Just because the story is funny doesn't mean that my actions are justified. I know that. But just because my actions were a mistake doesn't make the story any less funny. At least, I don't think so.
I've been judged before. I've done a lot of stupid things. But for every single one of those mistakes, I've felt horrible and made the active decision to stop, to change myself, to want to be better.
But some people don't see that. Some people don't know about:
life lesson #5
The difference between making a mistake and feeling guilty about it is that you can't feel guilty if the mistake helped you become a better person in the long-run. Feeling guilty is just a waste of time and energy. Remorse and immediate action are a much more efficient way to deal with mistakes.
So go ahead and search for perfection, Andrew. I'd much rather experience all the elements of this life, good and bad.
Have you ever been judged for past mistakes? It's just great. It really makes me feel as though my efforts to change myself into someone better are being noticed. Am I being too bitter? Sorry. You should probably judge me for that, too.
We've already established that I go to one of the BYU schools, and so you can assume correctly that I'm a member of the Mormon church. I love this church, and all that it stands for. I believe with every fiber of my being that the gospel and doctrines that it proclaims are true. One of the best things about this church is that we believe in the redemption of our sins. We believe that no matter what the sin, no matter how big or small, that our Heavenly Father will forgive us if we show Him that we are sorry and make the decision to change.
So, in 2008, I drank iced coffee [which, by the standards of my Church, was a mistake]. Since then, I have realized that it was wrong. I have decided that I won't do that anymore. However, there's a story that I like to tell, about a time when my friend and I were so hyped up on caffeine from iced coffee that our friend could hear us playing a game in our 3rd floor apartment from across the street and a building over. Just because the story is funny doesn't mean that my actions are justified. I know that. But just because my actions were a mistake doesn't make the story any less funny. At least, I don't think so.
I've been judged before. I've done a lot of stupid things. But for every single one of those mistakes, I've felt horrible and made the active decision to stop, to change myself, to want to be better.
But some people don't see that. Some people don't know about:
life lesson #5
The difference between making a mistake and feeling guilty about it is that you can't feel guilty if the mistake helped you become a better person in the long-run. Feeling guilty is just a waste of time and energy. Remorse and immediate action are a much more efficient way to deal with mistakes.
So go ahead and search for perfection, Andrew. I'd much rather experience all the elements of this life, good and bad.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Don't assume that used paperbacks are the cheapest textbooks you can get.
Philosophical Journey by William F. Lawhead
new - $118.00
used - $88.50
e-book - $47.75 !!!
So, maybe I had to ask four different people at my university's bookstore how to find this book, and maybe it had since been made unavailable as an e-book... but that doesn't mean I didn't save forty dollars and seventy-five cents anyway!
All you need is a little confidence in whether or not the book actually is available as an e-book [even when they're records don't agree with you] and a little persistence when they try to pawn you off on the next guy... over and over again.
life lesson #4
When all else fails, tell them you'll just get it cheaper from Amazon.com. That gets them moving. Every time.
new - $118.00
used - $88.50
e-book - $47.75 !!!
So, maybe I had to ask four different people at my university's bookstore how to find this book, and maybe it had since been made unavailable as an e-book... but that doesn't mean I didn't save forty dollars and seventy-five cents anyway!
All you need is a little confidence in whether or not the book actually is available as an e-book [even when they're records don't agree with you] and a little persistence when they try to pawn you off on the next guy... over and over again.
life lesson #4
When all else fails, tell them you'll just get it cheaper from Amazon.com. That gets them moving. Every time.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Don't fall without laying a pillow down first, just in case no one's there to catch you.
Humans of the male variety: 2
Me: 0
Why is it that every time I want a relationship I only get half of one? Seriously. Just half. Like after a couple of weeks I turn into chopped liver...
I will accept part of the blame for that last one. I guess I did sort of con Zan into being my boyfriend. But that one had a good YEAR of work put into it. I deserved one lousy month of commitment.
This new one though, it's not making very much sense. I really do feel like chopped liver. The kind they put into dog food.
life lesson #3
When he tells you that other girls are texting him, take his phone and snap it in two. That will not only stop his inbox from filling up, but it will show him that you mean business. Or he'll run away screaming... in which case you're probably better off anyway.
Me: 0
Why is it that every time I want a relationship I only get half of one? Seriously. Just half. Like after a couple of weeks I turn into chopped liver...
I will accept part of the blame for that last one. I guess I did sort of con Zan into being my boyfriend. But that one had a good YEAR of work put into it. I deserved one lousy month of commitment.
This new one though, it's not making very much sense. I really do feel like chopped liver. The kind they put into dog food.
life lesson #3
When he tells you that other girls are texting him, take his phone and snap it in two. That will not only stop his inbox from filling up, but it will show him that you mean business. Or he'll run away screaming... in which case you're probably better off anyway.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Don't let your friends be door-to-door salesmen.
Las Vegas to Mesa via:
- I-40 E... 359 mi.
- US 93 S... 309 mi.*
- US 95 S and I-10 E... 356 mi.
Sometimes it's hard enough to like a person who lives in South East Idaho when you call Las Vegas, NV "home sweet home." But what makes it worse is when said person drives straight through your home town on his way to spend the week after Christmas knocking on doors in Arizona. I'm not complaining. Really. I actually just saw him on his way back to the North. But what I don't understand is why so many boys go out selling pest control or security systems or satellite television. Most of them don't even like it.
Thankfully, I've only had two close friends waste away their time pounding the pavement. And they've both since repented, deciding that it's just not the job for them.
And in regards to this boy, well, it won't be too long before I see him back at school. Within the next couple days we'll both be freezing like popsicles in Rexburg. I've never be more excited to go back ;) It's just too bad that more people don't know about:
life lesson #2
When they tell you it will be fun and you'll make a boat load of money in three months, what they really mean is, "It won't be the worst experience you'll ever have, and I'm going to make a lot of money off of you."
* These don't seem like very significant distances, I could have driven there in seven hours. But I didn't have a car, and my mother's always been very anti-felony during the holidays.
- I-40 E... 359 mi.
- US 93 S... 309 mi.*
- US 95 S and I-10 E... 356 mi.
Sometimes it's hard enough to like a person who lives in South East Idaho when you call Las Vegas, NV "home sweet home." But what makes it worse is when said person drives straight through your home town on his way to spend the week after Christmas knocking on doors in Arizona. I'm not complaining. Really. I actually just saw him on his way back to the North. But what I don't understand is why so many boys go out selling pest control or security systems or satellite television. Most of them don't even like it.
Thankfully, I've only had two close friends waste away their time pounding the pavement. And they've both since repented, deciding that it's just not the job for them.
And in regards to this boy, well, it won't be too long before I see him back at school. Within the next couple days we'll both be freezing like popsicles in Rexburg. I've never be more excited to go back ;) It's just too bad that more people don't know about:
life lesson #2
When they tell you it will be fun and you'll make a boat load of money in three months, what they really mean is, "It won't be the worst experience you'll ever have, and I'm going to make a lot of money off of you."
* These don't seem like very significant distances, I could have driven there in seven hours. But I didn't have a car, and my mother's always been very anti-felony during the holidays.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)