Who knew?
2 days till Christmas. I try to be in the holiday spirit... but what is to be spiritive about?
Christ was born... Hoorah. We don't get presents on Abraham Lincoln or Martin Luther King Jr's birthday, now do we? I wonder what possessed someone to want to recieve gifts because someone was born. Insane.
Anyhow... Nothing to interesting has happened. I have talked to people. Not really gone anywhere. Well, tuesday I went to the beanery with Brittany, my cousin... and we hung out yesterday.
I hate regret. I don't regret much, but when I do it is pathetic. I regret the day we met, even though it was a wonderful day... but it would have prevented pain. Now that we have met, and become something, we go and throw it away over something that lacks signifigance.
I have found out that impulse is my enemy. I have done many things out of impulse, and that is where most of my regret forms. I need to control the things I do. I usually know consequences... and I think before I do, but sometimes I don't care for the consequences, or I do not think the penalty will be that bad... but it will be. The phrase "I am sorry" will only get me so far, when it is impossible to truely correct my error. I've made mistakes, everyone has, but that doesn't make it alright. That is just an excuse to do it again... and I wont do it again. I don't guarantee I wont make a mistake, but I will not make those mistakes. It's all just a learning process, I suppose.
What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.
Christ was born... Hoorah. We don't get presents on Abraham Lincoln or Martin Luther King Jr's birthday, now do we? I wonder what possessed someone to want to recieve gifts because someone was born. Insane.
Anyhow... Nothing to interesting has happened. I have talked to people. Not really gone anywhere. Well, tuesday I went to the beanery with Brittany, my cousin... and we hung out yesterday.
I hate regret. I don't regret much, but when I do it is pathetic. I regret the day we met, even though it was a wonderful day... but it would have prevented pain. Now that we have met, and become something, we go and throw it away over something that lacks signifigance.
I have found out that impulse is my enemy. I have done many things out of impulse, and that is where most of my regret forms. I need to control the things I do. I usually know consequences... and I think before I do, but sometimes I don't care for the consequences, or I do not think the penalty will be that bad... but it will be. The phrase "I am sorry" will only get me so far, when it is impossible to truely correct my error. I've made mistakes, everyone has, but that doesn't make it alright. That is just an excuse to do it again... and I wont do it again. I don't guarantee I wont make a mistake, but I will not make those mistakes. It's all just a learning process, I suppose.
What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.