It has been almost a year since I posted that I was going to stop using chapstick, I have been really bad about updating about that and for that I apologize, but as I sit here trying to avoid working on this years NaNo (word count 7,171) I was wandering around my blog and found the post about my desire to no longer use chapstick.
The update is: I am no longer using Burt's Bees (the first step of my plan), I no longer sleep with my chapstick. After I brush my teeth I don't even put on chapstick. I have been rather good about going hours without using chapstick, some days I haven't even used it. I am super proud of myself for this. Now my next goal is to leave my chapstick somewhere (such as at home when at school), which means leaving my comfort blanket at home essentially. This will be a bit more difficult.
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
Copyright...or public domain
The Internet (not just for porn), is a wealth of posted articles. I have posted articles on the Internet, specifically I am posted on a protected site that copyrights my material, even if I re-publish it on another site or through a magazine I can get in trouble of it, because I essentially sold my material to this site. They pay me (not very well mind you) to have it posted on their site.
If you follow, say @neilhimself you have probably heard about Cooks Sources big faux pas and possible Copyright infringement. If not here is a link to the story or if you want a more elegant version of the story here is that link.
Now here is my issue with this whole thing (meaning Cooks Source claiming they did no wrong). The words about the Internet is public domain. It isn't. Not when the article is posted on a copyright protected page (which this article was). It'll be interesting to see what the court says about this, I have a feeling that we may be finding out. For good reasons too. This issue if it hits the court system will change how Internet posting is dealt with completely. If Cooks Source wins, as a writer I will be extremely disappointed and will have issues from here on out of how, when and where I post anything. Hopefully Monica Gaudio wins, if so I think from then on the Internet will never be considered public domain again.
Before I sign out on this posting I would like to point out that as a college student that if I so much as use three words in the same order as someone else I have to give that person credit (yes Cooks Source did give credit to Gaudio, but they did not so much as contact her about using it). This is a different situation, because thankfully in that way I do not have to contact every source I use, but also different is I am not lifting an entire article (editing added or not).
If you hear more about this let me know, though I will probably be following this situation closely out of respect for a fellow writer.
If you follow, say @neilhimself you have probably heard about Cooks Sources big faux pas and possible Copyright infringement. If not here is a link to the story or if you want a more elegant version of the story here is that link.
Now here is my issue with this whole thing (meaning Cooks Source claiming they did no wrong). The words about the Internet is public domain. It isn't. Not when the article is posted on a copyright protected page (which this article was). It'll be interesting to see what the court says about this, I have a feeling that we may be finding out. For good reasons too. This issue if it hits the court system will change how Internet posting is dealt with completely. If Cooks Source wins, as a writer I will be extremely disappointed and will have issues from here on out of how, when and where I post anything. Hopefully Monica Gaudio wins, if so I think from then on the Internet will never be considered public domain again.
Before I sign out on this posting I would like to point out that as a college student that if I so much as use three words in the same order as someone else I have to give that person credit (yes Cooks Source did give credit to Gaudio, but they did not so much as contact her about using it). This is a different situation, because thankfully in that way I do not have to contact every source I use, but also different is I am not lifting an entire article (editing added or not).
If you hear more about this let me know, though I will probably be following this situation closely out of respect for a fellow writer.
Monday, October 25, 2010
An observation from a JC Student Lounge
So right now, as I write this, I'm sitting in the JC's student lounge. Prior to this day I had started noticing small things that differentiated JC from a CSU, today was proof of that.
A group of kids, I mean that when I say that, they are fresh from high school they are kids, were playing toss back...or hacky sac with a balloon. This on its own does not bother me, in fact I almost joined in. They were having fun, that's cool some juvenility should happen. Then out of no where (maybe I wasn't paying that close attention) one of the other kids in the room comes over grabs the balloon and yells "I'm putting an end to this!" and popped the balloon. I hate the sound of balloons popping so I jumped a bit.
Let's put this room into perspective, 90% of the people (the ages vary so I'll use a more broad term now) are playing Magic: The Gathering, or something similar (Yu-gi-oh etc). Some are on their computers playing games and listening to music. Most conversations are ones I'm used to, about his anime or this comic book or the last game of Dungeons and Dragons. I can participate in a lot of these conversations. I probably couldn't with the card games (never got into them really), but it isn't the games or the conversations, or even that a group of people will step outside every half hour and smoke for ten minutes (I don't know how many of these people are over 18 (most probably though)). What is important about this group is how they deal with issues, it is how they act about a situation. That is what is different. At the CSU there was juvenility, I won't deny that. In fact I was juvenile at one point, and very good at it thank you very much. Here though there seems to be a disconnect to the fact that they are in college, it is a JC I know, but what they do here is important to their future. Instead is feels like high school has continued. For having been to a 4-year college and then coming to a JC I feel like I went back to high school. I'm glad that I did not start here. I don't think I would have matured the same way.
As a follow up to my "Late Night Thoughts" Post I'll say this. I didn't keep my promise. I made friends. That is part of the reason of why I am in the Student Lounge. One of the guys that I LARP with occasionally is in a class and hangs out here.
OMG Helium! The kids are breathing in the helium from balloons now. I can say I have done this. This may be juvenile behavior, but it is practiced by a lot of people...I don't know why I'm surprised by this roomful of people doing it.
Back on subject. Like I said I didn't keep the, "make no friends" promise. It had to be changed to "make little friends" I have friends in almost every class now. I'm taking 4 classes. My first class of the week is the one with the guy from LARP, after that I have a couple of study partners, one of them I'm friends with. Tuesday and Thursday my first class is the only one I've kept from talking to people in. The second one I have a study group with.
And a guy dressed like the Joker just walked in. Fairly good make-up job too. I know it's the week before Halloween, but isn't that a bit early? Sorry that this post is all over the place this is what happens when I write about a room that I'm currently sitting in *sigh*.
Now I've been told a joke "What's the difference between Heath Ledger and Heath Ledger jokes?...Heath Ledger jokes can get old" *face palm* Ok I'm going to edit this later when I'm not sitting in the room I'm talking about.
A group of kids, I mean that when I say that, they are fresh from high school they are kids, were playing toss back...or hacky sac with a balloon. This on its own does not bother me, in fact I almost joined in. They were having fun, that's cool some juvenility should happen. Then out of no where (maybe I wasn't paying that close attention) one of the other kids in the room comes over grabs the balloon and yells "I'm putting an end to this!" and popped the balloon. I hate the sound of balloons popping so I jumped a bit.
Let's put this room into perspective, 90% of the people (the ages vary so I'll use a more broad term now) are playing Magic: The Gathering, or something similar (Yu-gi-oh etc). Some are on their computers playing games and listening to music. Most conversations are ones I'm used to, about his anime or this comic book or the last game of Dungeons and Dragons. I can participate in a lot of these conversations. I probably couldn't with the card games (never got into them really), but it isn't the games or the conversations, or even that a group of people will step outside every half hour and smoke for ten minutes (I don't know how many of these people are over 18 (most probably though)). What is important about this group is how they deal with issues, it is how they act about a situation. That is what is different. At the CSU there was juvenility, I won't deny that. In fact I was juvenile at one point, and very good at it thank you very much. Here though there seems to be a disconnect to the fact that they are in college, it is a JC I know, but what they do here is important to their future. Instead is feels like high school has continued. For having been to a 4-year college and then coming to a JC I feel like I went back to high school. I'm glad that I did not start here. I don't think I would have matured the same way.
As a follow up to my "Late Night Thoughts" Post I'll say this. I didn't keep my promise. I made friends. That is part of the reason of why I am in the Student Lounge. One of the guys that I LARP with occasionally is in a class and hangs out here.
OMG Helium! The kids are breathing in the helium from balloons now. I can say I have done this. This may be juvenile behavior, but it is practiced by a lot of people...I don't know why I'm surprised by this roomful of people doing it.
Back on subject. Like I said I didn't keep the, "make no friends" promise. It had to be changed to "make little friends" I have friends in almost every class now. I'm taking 4 classes. My first class of the week is the one with the guy from LARP, after that I have a couple of study partners, one of them I'm friends with. Tuesday and Thursday my first class is the only one I've kept from talking to people in. The second one I have a study group with.
And a guy dressed like the Joker just walked in. Fairly good make-up job too. I know it's the week before Halloween, but isn't that a bit early? Sorry that this post is all over the place this is what happens when I write about a room that I'm currently sitting in *sigh*.
Now I've been told a joke "What's the difference between Heath Ledger and Heath Ledger jokes?...Heath Ledger jokes can get old" *face palm* Ok I'm going to edit this later when I'm not sitting in the room I'm talking about.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Late Night Thoughts
I know it isn't that late right now, at least not my time, but that doesn't mean I can't have thoughts. Anyway, lately I've been thinking about changes. Mostly because I went through some major ones this year. I walked, meaning I crossed the stage from undergraduate to graduate. I got the folder for my degree, but due to some unforeseen circumstances I do not have my degree. I am now going to a JC. The sudden shift from a 4-year college to a JC has been rather harsh. I learned a few things. High School does not prepare you for a JC it prepares you for college. JC does not prepare you for college it prepares you for graduate college. I'm saying this because for some reason JC has some weird ideas about what college is like. I had a professor Thursday tell the class that a friend of hers (who happens to teach at the 4-year college I went to) said that the students that come from the JC ask questions that the High School kids don't. This professor was complaining about it. In 4 years at college I never once had a professor even hint that if we came to office hours they wouldn't give us the time of day. Every single one of my professors insisted we come to office hours. In fact a few classes it was required that we have at least one meeting with the professor. So the idea of a professor having problems with us asking questions blew my mind. I wanted to raise my hand and argue the point. In fact I still feel like emailing the professor and saying something about it. Problem is I don't think it would matter.
Another thing that JC's have is the old high school clicks. I admit that the 4-year college had some clicks, especially the Greeks, but when it comes to the JC I feel like I'm on a High School campus. There is no shifting of political ground a group has an area staked out all semester, not just for that hour between class one and class three (when class two is in process but they don't have that class hour filled). There is absolutely no parking. I thought the 4-year was bad for parking, this is nothing compared to the JC's parking problem.
I never thought I'd say this, but I miss my 4-year college. At the 4-year college I couldn't cross the quad without running into someone I knew. At the JC I can spend an entire day wandering and not see a single person I know. My first day at the JC I had to go out of my way to see someone I knew (a friend's mom works in the counseling office). After that I met a few other people I knew by happenstance. Every time since then that I've seen them has been on purpose. I have to go out of my way to see friends. I miss the random encounters (pun intended) of the 4-year college. Even still I was at the 4-year for paperwork I was there barely 20 minutes and saw people I knew. Hours on JC campus and no one. No classes with friends (I almost did, but was wait listed, there wasn't enough room for me).
I started this semester with a goal of not making any new friends. It's surprisingly hard. I'm not counting the one person I was introduced to, we only say hi in the hall anyway. I've gone out of my way to not speak to anyone I don't already know, for those of you that know me IRL you know how difficult this actually is for me. I walked past a group of people talking about the Zelda cartoon and had to resist the urge to say "Excuse me Princess". I wonder how well my promise to myself would have held up if I had said it. I went to the game room, it was closed (thankfully or knowing me, new friends for me!).
What am I getting at? I'm learning, that's what. I am teaching myself how to deal with a new environment. I have plans to move to the other side of the country for my career, if I can't handle a change in scenery here, what makes me think I can handle moving to the East coast? I've never even been to the East coast. There it is, I'm afraid of not knowing someone. Me not knowing someone...anyone. I can't go anywhere without knowing someone. I've been in Hawaii and ran into people I knew, not just one person, but multiple people I knew. What if the East coast refuses me that? Sure I know a few people thanks to the Internet scattered around, Georgia, NC, Boston, and even DC. That isn't the same though. I will have to start over. Sure I'll have my boy friend (hopefully) with me, but other than that I'll have to find a new D&D group. Or a book club or Anime group. Do they even watch Anime over on the East coast like here in Cali? I have an odd sense of humor, will they get my jokes? I don't want to start over, I really don't. I will though, and now at least I know what I will have to face. I know how hard it will be at first to not know a single face in a crowd of people.
Goodnight...or whatever it is really when you read this.
Another thing that JC's have is the old high school clicks. I admit that the 4-year college had some clicks, especially the Greeks, but when it comes to the JC I feel like I'm on a High School campus. There is no shifting of political ground a group has an area staked out all semester, not just for that hour between class one and class three (when class two is in process but they don't have that class hour filled). There is absolutely no parking. I thought the 4-year was bad for parking, this is nothing compared to the JC's parking problem.
I never thought I'd say this, but I miss my 4-year college. At the 4-year college I couldn't cross the quad without running into someone I knew. At the JC I can spend an entire day wandering and not see a single person I know. My first day at the JC I had to go out of my way to see someone I knew (a friend's mom works in the counseling office). After that I met a few other people I knew by happenstance. Every time since then that I've seen them has been on purpose. I have to go out of my way to see friends. I miss the random encounters (pun intended) of the 4-year college. Even still I was at the 4-year for paperwork I was there barely 20 minutes and saw people I knew. Hours on JC campus and no one. No classes with friends (I almost did, but was wait listed, there wasn't enough room for me).
I started this semester with a goal of not making any new friends. It's surprisingly hard. I'm not counting the one person I was introduced to, we only say hi in the hall anyway. I've gone out of my way to not speak to anyone I don't already know, for those of you that know me IRL you know how difficult this actually is for me. I walked past a group of people talking about the Zelda cartoon and had to resist the urge to say "Excuse me Princess". I wonder how well my promise to myself would have held up if I had said it. I went to the game room, it was closed (thankfully or knowing me, new friends for me!).
What am I getting at? I'm learning, that's what. I am teaching myself how to deal with a new environment. I have plans to move to the other side of the country for my career, if I can't handle a change in scenery here, what makes me think I can handle moving to the East coast? I've never even been to the East coast. There it is, I'm afraid of not knowing someone. Me not knowing someone...anyone. I can't go anywhere without knowing someone. I've been in Hawaii and ran into people I knew, not just one person, but multiple people I knew. What if the East coast refuses me that? Sure I know a few people thanks to the Internet scattered around, Georgia, NC, Boston, and even DC. That isn't the same though. I will have to start over. Sure I'll have my boy friend (hopefully) with me, but other than that I'll have to find a new D&D group. Or a book club or Anime group. Do they even watch Anime over on the East coast like here in Cali? I have an odd sense of humor, will they get my jokes? I don't want to start over, I really don't. I will though, and now at least I know what I will have to face. I know how hard it will be at first to not know a single face in a crowd of people.
Goodnight...or whatever it is really when you read this.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Observations from Slience
I participated in "National day of Silence" on the 16 of April and learned something interesting. People take your choice to be silence oddly, the most popular way was people started whispering to me after I showed them the note explaining why I was choosing to be silent. One guy actually thanked me (he isn't gay either). I was questioned on my motives by another, and one guy seem actually annoyed that I was refusing to speak he said essentially that verbal communication was hard to talk without. I agree that yes verbal communication is key to having a conversation, unless you know sign language, but 95% (yes that's the actually percent I'm not making that one up) of communication is non-verbal. Part of that is inflection but a lot of it is body movements and facial expressions. At points I felt like I was doing an interpretive dance, I did have a notebook to convey important ideas across and luckily I didn't have class or work, but I had to go to the bank. They teller thought I was crazy (my sister was my interrupter for this exchange). He didn't say anything, didn't even ask why I wasn't talking, just took it. He made a face though, one of "are you really just being annoying or are you mute?" he still didn't ask. I thought maybe I should give him the note, I didn't for some reason and I wish I had because I think of everyone who whispered at me I might have made the biggest impression with him.
Verbal communication is important but so is empathy. Without empathy all nuances of conversation are lost and your social understanding is extremely stunted. People with Autism don't have what is called mirror neurons so they lack the ability to empathize with people. I'm not sure where I'm going with that or any of this other than the thought that whispering to people who are being silent for a cause seems like an odd, but common, reaction. If I hadn't have known about it and someone gave me the note I would have immediately shut up and pulled out a notebook and joined the cause...not whispered to them, because whispering is a show of support (<---sarcasm).
Verbal communication is important but so is empathy. Without empathy all nuances of conversation are lost and your social understanding is extremely stunted. People with Autism don't have what is called mirror neurons so they lack the ability to empathize with people. I'm not sure where I'm going with that or any of this other than the thought that whispering to people who are being silent for a cause seems like an odd, but common, reaction. If I hadn't have known about it and someone gave me the note I would have immediately shut up and pulled out a notebook and joined the cause...not whispered to them, because whispering is a show of support (<---sarcasm).
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
It has been a while
I know I know I've been missing for a while here is the reason. I just got into a new relationship, the semester just ended so I want to hang out with my friends/family, and tis the season to be busy!
Short and sweet story:
I went with my bf to see Avatar in 3D, all I have to say is "Oh my GOD that was amazing!" Visually it was like being there (almost, just not being allowed to touch anything, trust me I would specially some of those plants). Pandora is a botanists wet dream. Pandora is an evolutionists wet dream (I still don't think some of those things would evolve like that in a low gravity planet, though it would have to be low gravity for the Hallelujah Mountains to work right). Basically saying my suspension of disbelief died a few times while watching Avatar. It is still curled up in a ball whimpering something about pony tails. /shrug
Next short and not so sweet:
I went with my best friend to see "The Road" I did not go into this movie unprepared. I read the book back before I knew it was going to be made into a movie. When I heard that they were making a movie I nearly started crying then and there because I would actually see what I had barely imagined (to protect my fragile mind). The night I went to see Avatar I saw The Road listed as a playing movie, I about leaped out of my skin (not sure if it was out of happiness or not) and asked my bf if he minded skipping Avatar, we obviously didn't so I went the next day with neinone instead. I gave him a warning, and told him most of the plot, and promised Ice Cream at the end of it.
They did such a good job keeping to the story line, nothing was added only a few of the worst scenes were taken away, and the ones that didn't really matter. Visually it was almost exactly what I had imagined, maybe a little bit cleaner. The trees seemed more abundant than I gave the book when I read it. A nice layer of ash covered everything. A few things to say, if you don't like the idea of cannibalism don't watch the movie (or read the book, especially don't read the book). If you think you can stomach that but not Viggo Mortenson emaciated and naked then don't watch it. It is depressing because it is a post apocalyptic world. Tissues are not necessary, unless you cry really easy (I do and didn't need the tissue, maybe because I was expected it but I don't think that is why).
Next week about Thursday or Wednesday night I will be back from traveling and I'll post again (maybe with a review on Sherlock Holmes).
Short and sweet story:
I went with my bf to see Avatar in 3D, all I have to say is "Oh my GOD that was amazing!" Visually it was like being there (almost, just not being allowed to touch anything, trust me I would specially some of those plants). Pandora is a botanists wet dream. Pandora is an evolutionists wet dream (I still don't think some of those things would evolve like that in a low gravity planet, though it would have to be low gravity for the Hallelujah Mountains to work right). Basically saying my suspension of disbelief died a few times while watching Avatar. It is still curled up in a ball whimpering something about pony tails. /shrug
Next short and not so sweet:
I went with my best friend to see "The Road" I did not go into this movie unprepared. I read the book back before I knew it was going to be made into a movie. When I heard that they were making a movie I nearly started crying then and there because I would actually see what I had barely imagined (to protect my fragile mind). The night I went to see Avatar I saw The Road listed as a playing movie, I about leaped out of my skin (not sure if it was out of happiness or not) and asked my bf if he minded skipping Avatar, we obviously didn't so I went the next day with neinone instead. I gave him a warning, and told him most of the plot, and promised Ice Cream at the end of it.
They did such a good job keeping to the story line, nothing was added only a few of the worst scenes were taken away, and the ones that didn't really matter. Visually it was almost exactly what I had imagined, maybe a little bit cleaner. The trees seemed more abundant than I gave the book when I read it. A nice layer of ash covered everything. A few things to say, if you don't like the idea of cannibalism don't watch the movie (or read the book, especially don't read the book). If you think you can stomach that but not Viggo Mortenson emaciated and naked then don't watch it. It is depressing because it is a post apocalyptic world. Tissues are not necessary, unless you cry really easy (I do and didn't need the tissue, maybe because I was expected it but I don't think that is why).
Next week about Thursday or Wednesday night I will be back from traveling and I'll post again (maybe with a review on Sherlock Holmes).
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Trick or Treating: A life long lesson
I know it is December, not the time to be thinking about Halloween, but I am. I'm not thinking about Halloween itself but what it teaches us. I realized the other day that trick or treating is actually a life lesson disguised behind tradition and a mask. When we are young we go around knocking on strangers doors asking them for candy. We bounce on the balls of our feet while our parents make sure there isn't a needle or anything in our candy, which always seemed like a random acts of violence that never made much sense. If you are going to hurt someone, don't you want to see them in pain? Not the point though. After we get the all clear and binge on that sugary goodness we get sick. Our stomachs get very angry with us and we spend the next day rather sad. We still going tick or treating the next year though, but maybe this year we don't eat as much candy. Each year we get better and better about it until we eat a few pieces and then forget about the rest of the candy for most of the year.
How is this a lesson? We learn moderation. We learn that sometimes being a glutton is probably a really bad idea. How does this translate into our adult lives making it a life long lesson? It doesn't translate perfectly, but we have learned our limits for sugar. Later in life we turn 21 and drink for the first time. Some people remember this lesson from candy and drink heavily one or two times learning our limit for alcohol and then we are good. Or we don't even try to find our limit, we just enjoy a light drink here and there and are happy with that.
Moderation in everything, including moderation. The Greeks were hedonists, but they knew when the time was right to be a hedonist. They enjoyed life. That's the whole point. Being upset all the time does not make a good life, you need to enjoy the little things (in the words of Tallahassee) because someday that's all you may have. Are those moments of shear abandonment of our inhibitions when we just enjoy what is going on around us in that very moment. "Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift. That's why it's called the present"
So we enjoy those pieces of candy (or glasses of wine) because life isn't meant to be taken sitting down. Stand up and shout for joy! Play in the rain (even if you break out in hives *sweatdrop*) Because that moment may be your last of smiling. Life is a wheel and you never know when you'll be on the bottom.
How is this a lesson? We learn moderation. We learn that sometimes being a glutton is probably a really bad idea. How does this translate into our adult lives making it a life long lesson? It doesn't translate perfectly, but we have learned our limits for sugar. Later in life we turn 21 and drink for the first time. Some people remember this lesson from candy and drink heavily one or two times learning our limit for alcohol and then we are good. Or we don't even try to find our limit, we just enjoy a light drink here and there and are happy with that.
Moderation in everything, including moderation. The Greeks were hedonists, but they knew when the time was right to be a hedonist. They enjoyed life. That's the whole point. Being upset all the time does not make a good life, you need to enjoy the little things (in the words of Tallahassee) because someday that's all you may have. Are those moments of shear abandonment of our inhibitions when we just enjoy what is going on around us in that very moment. "Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift. That's why it's called the present"
So we enjoy those pieces of candy (or glasses of wine) because life isn't meant to be taken sitting down. Stand up and shout for joy! Play in the rain (even if you break out in hives *sweatdrop*) Because that moment may be your last of smiling. Life is a wheel and you never know when you'll be on the bottom.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
On essay writting and love
As an English major I write a lot of essays. I've never been one that likes to go too deep into a subject, I like just brushing it enough to get the reader thinking, but as I have gone farther and farther in my career as a student I have had to write increasingly complex essays. Today I'm working on one about Middlemarch by George Eliot, specifically about the choices made by two characters, Dorothea and Rosamond. As I work on it I get more and more into the Psyche of the two characters and the more they annoy me. This makes me realize why I don't like some of the characters of the books I've written. It isn't because they are bad people it is because they make stupid decisions based off of false assumptions. For the same reason I am increasingly disliking Dorothea and Rosamond. Both of them are rather dense at times with what they do. Both married stupidly, not even for love but for something they wanted out of the other person. Dorothea for bettering herself and to gain knowledge previously inaccessible to her. Rosamond marries for status. Both do not get what they anticipated from their marriages because neither of them actually looked at the marriage before them. Status does not equate with money, and acting as Milton's daughters to Milton to Casaubon is not a happy existence.
What does this lack of thinking when marriage for life is on the line mean? It means that even though they messed up with their marriages they have no hope of ever fixing it until their husband dies. Modern day saves people from that, but it looks to me as if just as many people are making bad choices with their marriages and now they don't have to wait for their partner to kick it. Do people just walk blindly into marriage? Why would you do that to yourself? You hurt yourself and the person you are with and if you have kids them too! Yes people can change as your marriage progress that is what is happening to my parents, but they've been married almost 39 years (since Dec 19, 1970). My father is certifiably insane (not kidding he has been diagnosed with bi-polar disorder) but my mother stands by him steadfastly. She loves him still and refuses to leave him, despite my sister and I talking to her about it.
Where did that kind of love go? There doesn't seem to be any relationships these days that will end in the two walking hand in hand gray haired through the park in the fall with the leaves falling around them. Morality has changed over the years. We've lost the loyalty that people used to have for one another. There used to be a thing called honor, it has been deserted for apathy. The Beatles once said "all you need is love" that isn't true you also need loyalty and honor. Now we have lust and apathy.
Maybe I'm thinking like this because I recently broke up with someone I could see myself old and gray and laughing with in 50 or 60 years, we still will be though because we still love each other, we are still loyal to each other in our friendship. Just because we disagreed on children does not keep us from loving and caring for one another. Yet old friends, high school sweethearts leave each other with daggers in their eyes and poison on their lips unable to do that one of the most important thing God ever asks us to do, forgive. Not forget, but forgive.
Well back to my essay now, I've still got to get through what stupid mistakes Rosamond makes in her life. Here's to a life built around intelligent choices not desires.
What does this lack of thinking when marriage for life is on the line mean? It means that even though they messed up with their marriages they have no hope of ever fixing it until their husband dies. Modern day saves people from that, but it looks to me as if just as many people are making bad choices with their marriages and now they don't have to wait for their partner to kick it. Do people just walk blindly into marriage? Why would you do that to yourself? You hurt yourself and the person you are with and if you have kids them too! Yes people can change as your marriage progress that is what is happening to my parents, but they've been married almost 39 years (since Dec 19, 1970). My father is certifiably insane (not kidding he has been diagnosed with bi-polar disorder) but my mother stands by him steadfastly. She loves him still and refuses to leave him, despite my sister and I talking to her about it.
Where did that kind of love go? There doesn't seem to be any relationships these days that will end in the two walking hand in hand gray haired through the park in the fall with the leaves falling around them. Morality has changed over the years. We've lost the loyalty that people used to have for one another. There used to be a thing called honor, it has been deserted for apathy. The Beatles once said "all you need is love" that isn't true you also need loyalty and honor. Now we have lust and apathy.
Maybe I'm thinking like this because I recently broke up with someone I could see myself old and gray and laughing with in 50 or 60 years, we still will be though because we still love each other, we are still loyal to each other in our friendship. Just because we disagreed on children does not keep us from loving and caring for one another. Yet old friends, high school sweethearts leave each other with daggers in their eyes and poison on their lips unable to do that one of the most important thing God ever asks us to do, forgive. Not forget, but forgive.
Well back to my essay now, I've still got to get through what stupid mistakes Rosamond makes in her life. Here's to a life built around intelligent choices not desires.
Friday, December 4, 2009
New Years Resolution
I know this is a month early but today I decided that I was going to break an addiction I've had for seven years. In 2007 for lint (I don't think that's the right one) I tried to break it. I failed miserably. This new year I'm going to quit using chapstick (Burt's Bees brand) and I'm going to do this intelligently. I'm going to start by switching to a different chapstick. One that is natural, I have a hemp one that I'll probably start with. Then I'll switch to a petroleum based chapstick. Each day I'll use it less and less until I finally stop using it.
I'll post regularly about how it is going because this is something that is big in my life. If you ever seen me in real life you would understand. My friends have seen me regularly apply chapstick for years. They sometimes say things about how bad it is. This Thanksgiving though I really had a wake up call.
My ex's roommate is more addicted than me. He wears his on a lanyard that his girlfriend has to convince him to take off when they have sex. I thought about how bad I am and realized I sleep with my chapstick too. Right in my pillow. I think this habit is unhealthy enough that here goes everything I've got. I'm going to do it. I'm going to quite using chapstick.
Wish me luck!
I'll post regularly about how it is going because this is something that is big in my life. If you ever seen me in real life you would understand. My friends have seen me regularly apply chapstick for years. They sometimes say things about how bad it is. This Thanksgiving though I really had a wake up call.
My ex's roommate is more addicted than me. He wears his on a lanyard that his girlfriend has to convince him to take off when they have sex. I thought about how bad I am and realized I sleep with my chapstick too. Right in my pillow. I think this habit is unhealthy enough that here goes everything I've got. I'm going to do it. I'm going to quite using chapstick.
Wish me luck!
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