Makes Much More Sense To Live In The Present Tense
On this day,
I see clearly
Everything has come to life.
Bitter place and a broken dream.
And we'll leave it all behind.
On this day
It's so real to me
Everything has come to life.
Another chance to chase a dream
Another chance to feel...chance to feel alive.
Good evening everyone!
Last weekend, I was in a slightly bad mood and ended up having a lengthy discussion with my mum about some slightly unfavourable plans I had for Halloween. Perhaps it was the weather, perhaps I was coming down from being drunk, perhaps I just got out of the wrong side of the bed. I'm really glad that the storm was just a passing shower, because this week has been great.
Attractive, nice new people at work (I know he'll never see this, but good job Eric!), a great edition of Smackdown, and some very good movies (The Exorcism of Emily Rose and the fourth and fifth Halloween movies; I really can't see how they fucked up part six so badly, but I guess Dimension Films really wanted to piss all over the legacy of a very good film series, further evidenced with parts 7 and 8) are a formula for greatness.
I know things can probably go back to being horrible tomorrow. And they probably will. But...
I have a good friend at work. I don't really want to go into talking aout her because I don't want to seem like I'm exploiting my friends' problems for the sake of a journal entry, but it seems like everything that can possibly go wrong for her always does. I can't begin to imagine the sadness, frustration and grief she feels on the inside. I know the feeling of always getting nowhere and being let down constantly, but not on such a grand scale as her.
And, yet, despite all this, she always gets her job done, is wonderful to other people, and is always trying to go out of her way to be nice to everyone she works with. Despite occasionally (well...constantly) noting how tired she is, she doesn't often come off as miserable or lugubrious. Customers love her, and I can't think of any employee that doesn't. She's a great person.
And then I have another..."friend"...that nearly died last week. He had a major asthma attack, aggrivated by his panic (he was obviously worried that, if he died, he wouldn't be able to see me on MSN that night). He spent time at the hospital and had to spend the week heavily medicated. He's told me that since, he's been relatively happy, and has learned to enjoy life a bit more. With hat.
I can take a lesson from both of them. My problems aren't nearly as bad as their's, so why should I spend more time complaining than they do? Rather than looking at each impending day with loathing and disdain, why not try to think of something I can do to make them better? In fact, I'm trying to plan some things to do for this weekend. Nothing major. Maybe cook some macaroni, watch a few films, perhaps read some comics if I feel like it, try to catch the Phantom Gourmet on TV. But, hey, macaroni, films and comics are good, and the Phantom Gourmet makes me genuinelly happy. I think this weekend can be quite good.
I'm looking forward to trying to reshape my mindset. I know there will be bumps in the road, and that I may regret writing this entry at points, but if I can eventaully go back to looking ahead instead of falling backwards, trying to find something to look forward to in the future instead of dwelling in the past, being positive instead of trying to bring everyone else down with me, things will be okay. Nobody likes a whiny little bitch anyway. Just ask Matt Hardy! (Or don't. You really don't want to talk to him.)
Howard Stern said it best. "Enjoy, even when you're not enjoying."
I see clearly
Everything has come to life.
Bitter place and a broken dream.
And we'll leave it all behind.
On this day
It's so real to me
Everything has come to life.
Another chance to chase a dream
Another chance to feel...chance to feel alive.
Good evening everyone!
Last weekend, I was in a slightly bad mood and ended up having a lengthy discussion with my mum about some slightly unfavourable plans I had for Halloween. Perhaps it was the weather, perhaps I was coming down from being drunk, perhaps I just got out of the wrong side of the bed. I'm really glad that the storm was just a passing shower, because this week has been great.
Attractive, nice new people at work (I know he'll never see this, but good job Eric!), a great edition of Smackdown, and some very good movies (The Exorcism of Emily Rose and the fourth and fifth Halloween movies; I really can't see how they fucked up part six so badly, but I guess Dimension Films really wanted to piss all over the legacy of a very good film series, further evidenced with parts 7 and 8) are a formula for greatness.
I know things can probably go back to being horrible tomorrow. And they probably will. But...
I have a good friend at work. I don't really want to go into talking aout her because I don't want to seem like I'm exploiting my friends' problems for the sake of a journal entry, but it seems like everything that can possibly go wrong for her always does. I can't begin to imagine the sadness, frustration and grief she feels on the inside. I know the feeling of always getting nowhere and being let down constantly, but not on such a grand scale as her.
And, yet, despite all this, she always gets her job done, is wonderful to other people, and is always trying to go out of her way to be nice to everyone she works with. Despite occasionally (well...constantly) noting how tired she is, she doesn't often come off as miserable or lugubrious. Customers love her, and I can't think of any employee that doesn't. She's a great person.
And then I have another..."friend"...that nearly died last week. He had a major asthma attack, aggrivated by his panic (he was obviously worried that, if he died, he wouldn't be able to see me on MSN that night). He spent time at the hospital and had to spend the week heavily medicated. He's told me that since, he's been relatively happy, and has learned to enjoy life a bit more. With hat.
I can take a lesson from both of them. My problems aren't nearly as bad as their's, so why should I spend more time complaining than they do? Rather than looking at each impending day with loathing and disdain, why not try to think of something I can do to make them better? In fact, I'm trying to plan some things to do for this weekend. Nothing major. Maybe cook some macaroni, watch a few films, perhaps read some comics if I feel like it, try to catch the Phantom Gourmet on TV. But, hey, macaroni, films and comics are good, and the Phantom Gourmet makes me genuinelly happy. I think this weekend can be quite good.
I'm looking forward to trying to reshape my mindset. I know there will be bumps in the road, and that I may regret writing this entry at points, but if I can eventaully go back to looking ahead instead of falling backwards, trying to find something to look forward to in the future instead of dwelling in the past, being positive instead of trying to bring everyone else down with me, things will be okay. Nobody likes a whiny little bitch anyway. Just ask Matt Hardy! (Or don't. You really don't want to talk to him.)
Howard Stern said it best. "Enjoy, even when you're not enjoying."