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i've decided to cancel the midnight mass this year. it makes me sad but i think it's the right decision. i don't think i'm spiritually ready, nor is my apartment. oh well, hopefully next year.
we are however still having the new years' party.
i'm terribly sad because i'm a tragic victim of needless theft.
about 80 cd's were stolen out of my roommate's car.
i ordered about $100 worth of replacement cd's from projekt. stolen. from my apartment complex.
christmas present from taina? stolen. from my apartment complex.
the front door doesn't shut all the way.
christmas... PRESENT! of all things, how could anyone steal a present? i never even got the chance to open it. she doesn't have much money, which means that she probably made something with a lot of meaning and thought behind it. i try to be forgiving and laid back most of the time but i lost it when i found out. i don't think that i've ever been so viciously pissed off in my entire life. i wanted someone to blame. i wanted to physically hurt whoever stole it.
i was driving to work that morning in the apex of my anger. i finally told myself that i can't let this destroy me. that i can't let myself be consumed by hatred. i prayed for whoever stole it. not for me, nor for the return of my stuff (although it would be nice), but that whoever stole it would realize that it was wrong and never do it to anyone else ever again.
i started crying. lots. i was no longer mad, not even a little. just sad.
i'm concerned (although not worried) about stephanie. she seems so overwhelmed by things inside and out. i want to help but don't know how.
our friend mat is moving in with us for a little bit. he's very, very awesome. i think that he's going through a hard time right now. maybe the three of us can help each other.
and on a positive note, i finally got the free chance to pray/meditate for about an hour. i'm learning how to say the hail mary in latin. so things are okay. not great, nor devastating. just okay.
we are however still having the new years' party.
i'm terribly sad because i'm a tragic victim of needless theft.
about 80 cd's were stolen out of my roommate's car.
i ordered about $100 worth of replacement cd's from projekt. stolen. from my apartment complex.
christmas present from taina? stolen. from my apartment complex.
the front door doesn't shut all the way.
christmas... PRESENT! of all things, how could anyone steal a present? i never even got the chance to open it. she doesn't have much money, which means that she probably made something with a lot of meaning and thought behind it. i try to be forgiving and laid back most of the time but i lost it when i found out. i don't think that i've ever been so viciously pissed off in my entire life. i wanted someone to blame. i wanted to physically hurt whoever stole it.
i was driving to work that morning in the apex of my anger. i finally told myself that i can't let this destroy me. that i can't let myself be consumed by hatred. i prayed for whoever stole it. not for me, nor for the return of my stuff (although it would be nice), but that whoever stole it would realize that it was wrong and never do it to anyone else ever again.
i started crying. lots. i was no longer mad, not even a little. just sad.
i'm concerned (although not worried) about stephanie. she seems so overwhelmed by things inside and out. i want to help but don't know how.
our friend mat is moving in with us for a little bit. he's very, very awesome. i think that he's going through a hard time right now. maybe the three of us can help each other.
and on a positive note, i finally got the free chance to pray/meditate for about an hour. i'm learning how to say the hail mary in latin. so things are okay. not great, nor devastating. just okay.