I had a bad dream last night. The dream was that I screwed up my bank account. So I woke up out of the dream, grabbed my laptop and immediately checked my account. Sure enough, my dream became reality.
I had written the check for my car payment thinking that by the time they received it I would have this weeks paycheck in the bank. WRONG-O!! The check was cashed, my account was overdrawn, and then I was charged that stupid $30 fee. I'll put my check in the bank today and it won't be overdrawn anymore, but im still out $30 bucks. Thats a friggin full tank of gas for me. Not to mention, in the pending withdrawls, I was charged twice for the Cheesy breadsticks and soda I bought last night for my fat ass. What a day . . . not to mention, it is ONLY 10:34
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Life . . .
So, I'm gunna state this plain and simple: Life is way too short to be anything but happy!
How many times have people told me this? Probably too many. Do I listen? No. Do any of us listen? Probably not. It is so much easier said than done; however, I wish it was as easy as people make it seem.
When I was a Senior in high school my grandfather fell in his kitchen and ended up in the hospital. It was a long battle of ups and downs but my family was there for eachother. On Valentine's Day 2006 my grandfather passed away. No one realized that this simple spill he took would end up, in the long run, taking his life from him. He lived an extremely succesful life with four children and eight grandchildren. Two months before he fell he was given the pleasure of having a great grandson, Anthony. I guess you could say he was a happy man but still, you never know when it will all come to an end. We need to live our lives for ourselves, not for others. Is it great to make others happy? Of course! But at the same time, we need to be happy ourselves.
In the same breath, as most of you know my grandmother is suffering from both Alzheimers and colon cancer. From what I knew growing up, she was happy as well. As I got older, I began to notice how aggrivated she would become with herself. She wouldn't remember things and would realize what was happening. Now that she has become more sick, she doesn't realize it but still, she isn't the same person. Her health and her happiness have both been taken from her and once again, we need to live our lives happily.
As morbid as it sounds, we could be robbed of our lives within minutes and that will be it. What good will it be to be mad, upset, or angry. It will not benefit anyone, not even you.
With my ulcerative colitis, my happiness came and went constantly; usually with remissions and flare ups. It was hard to have a positive outlook on life when I was constantly in pain, or worrying when the next trip to the bathroom was going to be. When I made the decision to have my colon removed my parents and I looked forward for me to have the ability to have a positive outlook on life. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't the poor me kind of girl when I was sick. But it got tough to keep my head up. We figured that after the surgery I would be able to live my life like a "normal" human being. Here is it a little over two months after my surgery and slowly but surely I'm getting there. I've gone through a lot, both physically and emotionally, in these months.
A lot has gone on in the past few weeks and my trust and friendships have been tried repeatedly,if that makes any sense. I have been forced to choose between believeing those I care about and those who I've considered friends for years. Let me tell you, it was difficult. And instead of choosing the easy way out I, or course, had to choose the more difficult situation. Its gotten me a little upset but I'm working to being happier. Like I said, life's too short. Its not worth my tears, not anymore.
I hope that with this, you all try to make each day the happiest yet. And I will try to do the same, its a promise!
=)
How many times have people told me this? Probably too many. Do I listen? No. Do any of us listen? Probably not. It is so much easier said than done; however, I wish it was as easy as people make it seem.
When I was a Senior in high school my grandfather fell in his kitchen and ended up in the hospital. It was a long battle of ups and downs but my family was there for eachother. On Valentine's Day 2006 my grandfather passed away. No one realized that this simple spill he took would end up, in the long run, taking his life from him. He lived an extremely succesful life with four children and eight grandchildren. Two months before he fell he was given the pleasure of having a great grandson, Anthony. I guess you could say he was a happy man but still, you never know when it will all come to an end. We need to live our lives for ourselves, not for others. Is it great to make others happy? Of course! But at the same time, we need to be happy ourselves.
In the same breath, as most of you know my grandmother is suffering from both Alzheimers and colon cancer. From what I knew growing up, she was happy as well. As I got older, I began to notice how aggrivated she would become with herself. She wouldn't remember things and would realize what was happening. Now that she has become more sick, she doesn't realize it but still, she isn't the same person. Her health and her happiness have both been taken from her and once again, we need to live our lives happily.
As morbid as it sounds, we could be robbed of our lives within minutes and that will be it. What good will it be to be mad, upset, or angry. It will not benefit anyone, not even you.
With my ulcerative colitis, my happiness came and went constantly; usually with remissions and flare ups. It was hard to have a positive outlook on life when I was constantly in pain, or worrying when the next trip to the bathroom was going to be. When I made the decision to have my colon removed my parents and I looked forward for me to have the ability to have a positive outlook on life. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't the poor me kind of girl when I was sick. But it got tough to keep my head up. We figured that after the surgery I would be able to live my life like a "normal" human being. Here is it a little over two months after my surgery and slowly but surely I'm getting there. I've gone through a lot, both physically and emotionally, in these months.
A lot has gone on in the past few weeks and my trust and friendships have been tried repeatedly,if that makes any sense. I have been forced to choose between believeing those I care about and those who I've considered friends for years. Let me tell you, it was difficult. And instead of choosing the easy way out I, or course, had to choose the more difficult situation. Its gotten me a little upset but I'm working to being happier. Like I said, life's too short. Its not worth my tears, not anymore.
I hope that with this, you all try to make each day the happiest yet. And I will try to do the same, its a promise!
=)
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Me, A TEACHER?!
Well okay, so technically I'm still not a teacher. I was hired yesterday as an ISS in a town close to home. I had submitted my resume two, or three, weeks ago and hadn't heard anything. Then yesturday morning I woke up to my mom telling me there was someone from this particular school on the phone looking to speak to me.
When I answered the phone, she asked if I was still interested in the position and wanted to come in for an interview at 12:45. I said that was fine but was wondering if I could do anything earlier. She told me to come in any time in the morning and then asked if I was willing to start that morning for a trial day. She asked me to arrive at the school by 8:30. Let me remind you that to answer this phone call my mom had to wake me up and that was at 8:00.
So I arrived at the school and spent the day substituting a 4th grade classroom. It went really well until "Brief Break." On the teachers lesson plan for the day it said "Brief Break - you take the students outside with the other 4th graders." So at 2:00 I lined up my classroom and we filed outside. When I was in the hall way one of the teachers came up to me and thanked me. It wasn't until I got outside that I understood why I was being thanked. I had the ENTIRE 4th grade outside by myself. Not to mention, no one told me that the doors locked when they closed. Therefore, not only was I outside with the entire 4th grade BY MYSELF; but we were LOCKED OUT!!! WONDERFUL!
All in all, the day went really well and I had a blast. I can't wait to go back on Friday.
When I answered the phone, she asked if I was still interested in the position and wanted to come in for an interview at 12:45. I said that was fine but was wondering if I could do anything earlier. She told me to come in any time in the morning and then asked if I was willing to start that morning for a trial day. She asked me to arrive at the school by 8:30. Let me remind you that to answer this phone call my mom had to wake me up and that was at 8:00.
So I arrived at the school and spent the day substituting a 4th grade classroom. It went really well until "Brief Break." On the teachers lesson plan for the day it said "Brief Break - you take the students outside with the other 4th graders." So at 2:00 I lined up my classroom and we filed outside. When I was in the hall way one of the teachers came up to me and thanked me. It wasn't until I got outside that I understood why I was being thanked. I had the ENTIRE 4th grade outside by myself. Not to mention, no one told me that the doors locked when they closed. Therefore, not only was I outside with the entire 4th grade BY MYSELF; but we were LOCKED OUT!!! WONDERFUL!
All in all, the day went really well and I had a blast. I can't wait to go back on Friday.
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