Book of Tyler Chapter 3 verse 20 "And from the mouth of an idiot, nations will be destroyed. And those that lie in its wake will look upon him with much dumbfoundedness, confusionness, and hurtness."
Why does it seem like sometimes when we think we got the most amazing thing to say, at just about the most wrong time it could ever be, we say it? What i mean is for some odd, dumb stupid reason we tend to think that what we got to say is going to be the perfect thing. It's going to make life so simple. It's the thing that for some reason, to ourselves and only ourselves, we think that it would make the thing we call life a much better place.
"Selfish" isn't the right thing to say, but it's the first thing that comes to mind. (I am trying to make a change)
It's a reoccuring theme through out life. It started when I was little...
"Momma mia, poppa pia. What's for dinner... diarrhea..." I was slapped... At the dinner table. If I remember correctly it was one of the times I ate alone outside on the picnic table. Age- sometime when i was little and macoroni and cheese was a gourmet lunch specialty.
"Do you wanna be my dance partner?" said she. "No, I think your friend is cute and I want to dance with her." said me. She was the girl that i knew for "oh so long". Later down the life line I even told that same girl the four letter "L" word. Things could of been different. That boy she danced with ended up being someone she ended up liking. I could of had my chance. You know, when your like little and say "you wanna be my girlfriend" or "you wanna go out with me?". Kind of funny nowadays, if you asked someone do you wanna go out with me, they'd be like "where?" but back then, that was the way to snag you a girlfriend. Oh by the way, that girl and I, we didn't make it in the end. But what if at such a young age, things could of changed what the future would of been. Age- whatever age you are when your in fifth grade
"Ya, my mommy says I can't go to the dance cause I am not old enough yet." said me to the hot drill team senior girl in my chemistry class. I was only a sophmore. You get the picture. I guess this really doesn't have to go with too much of the theme here but it sucked pretty bad anyways. I guess I could of said something cool like, ya I am washing my car this weekend. Age- 15, so ya I had no car. I had no life either apparently cause i still used the word mommy.
"I am so glad that we can be such good friends and I can talk about girls w/you" said me. "Ya... um no problem." said her. With saying such a thing, you shut down any opportunity for a relationship for like at least a 1 yr span. I ended up having a huge crush on the girl and it wouldn't ever work out cause we were "such good friends". Age- College time
"...." said me. "...." said her. You can fill in the blanks. Cause the story goes on. Same thing. Freak, it even happened last night.
"I want to take it all back" isn't the right thing to say, but it's the first thing that comes to mind. ( I told you, change has to start somewhere)
I am going to fix it. I am going to think things through before I talk. I am going to start thinking about the most amazing thing to say that would be amazing for everyone else. I am going to use that spongy wrinkley thing in my head. I am going to change.
"Sorry" isn't the right thing to say, but it's the first thing that comes to mind. So rather, I say, "i am going to try my hardest".
Well my G.I. Joe tractinal internal thingy is grumbling. Can mean either two things... Hungry or stress... I think it's hungry.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
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