Post test thoughts on the past few days
While perusing the online journals of various friends (my post test brain dead activity of choice this morning)I came upon this:
"When you decide that the only option is to take everything too seriously, to close down & be miserable, it will be the only option. And when you decide to have a laugh because this is only life, it will be that too."
These two lines pretty much sum up my feelings over the "controversy" of the CCF formal/my b-day evening. The person who wrote this rant (http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=B438333&entry=20076&mode=date) has decided to close down and be miserable. He chooses not to take responsiblity for himself. Instead, he opts to blame others and sit on the curb wallowing in the anger he feels is justified. Maybe the anger was justified at some point. Maybe years ago he was hurt by a friend or a family member or a complete stranger. I dunno. Because he chooses not to let people in. But here's the thing...I've been hurt too. I don't let many people in, but those few that I have come to trust know at least some of the circumstances. And you know what? They've been hurt too. Everyone has. So, what's the difference between the rant kid and me? I don't choose to identify myself by my anger. The anger and hurt does not shape who I am. Well, not completely. I wouldn't be the person that I am had I not had the experiences, the hurt, the joys, the anger, the disappointments, the heartbreaks that I've had. However, no single emotion or experience defines me. I am the culimination of all those things. In each situation, you have at least some minimal level of control. You may not get to choose what experiences you are given, but you certainly get to choose how you react to them. His anger has him struggling to breath in a vicious but very basic cycle: He feels excluded, he gets pissed, he lives off the anger, people don't like to be around those that suck the fun out of a gathering, people draw away, he feels more exluded and so on. Expressing yourself through your pseduo-teenage angst isn't going to accomplish anything. You want to rebel? stop depending on those that you're so angry at. Get a job and take responsibility for your own life. At the very least, stop listening exclusively to the teenage angst music. There is more to life than Creed. I guarantee that you can't stay mad if you enjoy some Stevie Wonder, Marvin Gaye, Ray Charles, B.B. King, and Aretha Franklin every now and then.
Thanks to all those who made my birthday what it was. It still amazes me sometimes that people are willing to drive two hours just for the sole purpose of hanging out with me.
Eh. oh well. The test this morning was freaking hard. Pray hard that I got at least an 80. I don't have much wiggle room in that course. Now to study hard for the Medical Conditions practical exam tomorrow afternoon: me playing PT, a teacher playing my patient, and then another teacher observing and judging the entire interaction. Scurry. It's about time for me to head back to school....I've just got to go tuck in my shirt, so I can show off my new belt. SCORE!
"When you decide that the only option is to take everything too seriously, to close down & be miserable, it will be the only option. And when you decide to have a laugh because this is only life, it will be that too."
These two lines pretty much sum up my feelings over the "controversy" of the CCF formal/my b-day evening. The person who wrote this rant (http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=B438333&entry=20076&mode=date) has decided to close down and be miserable. He chooses not to take responsiblity for himself. Instead, he opts to blame others and sit on the curb wallowing in the anger he feels is justified. Maybe the anger was justified at some point. Maybe years ago he was hurt by a friend or a family member or a complete stranger. I dunno. Because he chooses not to let people in. But here's the thing...I've been hurt too. I don't let many people in, but those few that I have come to trust know at least some of the circumstances. And you know what? They've been hurt too. Everyone has. So, what's the difference between the rant kid and me? I don't choose to identify myself by my anger. The anger and hurt does not shape who I am. Well, not completely. I wouldn't be the person that I am had I not had the experiences, the hurt, the joys, the anger, the disappointments, the heartbreaks that I've had. However, no single emotion or experience defines me. I am the culimination of all those things. In each situation, you have at least some minimal level of control. You may not get to choose what experiences you are given, but you certainly get to choose how you react to them. His anger has him struggling to breath in a vicious but very basic cycle: He feels excluded, he gets pissed, he lives off the anger, people don't like to be around those that suck the fun out of a gathering, people draw away, he feels more exluded and so on. Expressing yourself through your pseduo-teenage angst isn't going to accomplish anything. You want to rebel? stop depending on those that you're so angry at. Get a job and take responsibility for your own life. At the very least, stop listening exclusively to the teenage angst music. There is more to life than Creed. I guarantee that you can't stay mad if you enjoy some Stevie Wonder, Marvin Gaye, Ray Charles, B.B. King, and Aretha Franklin every now and then.
Thanks to all those who made my birthday what it was. It still amazes me sometimes that people are willing to drive two hours just for the sole purpose of hanging out with me.
Eh. oh well. The test this morning was freaking hard. Pray hard that I got at least an 80. I don't have much wiggle room in that course. Now to study hard for the Medical Conditions practical exam tomorrow afternoon: me playing PT, a teacher playing my patient, and then another teacher observing and judging the entire interaction. Scurry. It's about time for me to head back to school....I've just got to go tuck in my shirt, so I can show off my new belt. SCORE!