Posted under: Life
I need to remind myself of all that I have in my life. It’s unfortunate that I don’t do it enough and right now, I need to focus on the good things.
I have a family who loves me despite all the stress and pain I’ve caused them. I know that no matter what happens, they will be there for me. I may not have agreed with their decisions before, but I see now that they were just looking out for me, only wanting me to have the best that I could have.
I have good friends who do their best to keep me strong. Although I have faltered and may have responded rashly or inappropriately, I know what the bigger picture is. I cannot ask for greater people in my life than the ones that I have now.
I have my health that keeps me going everyday. I’ve seen people in worse conditions and I’m happy to be blessed with my physical abilities.
I have my studies despite how difficult it was to start. I want to try harder and push myself farther this year and the next.
I have my physical appeal that catches an eye or two.
I have my ability to start up a conversation with a complete stranger. As long as they’re friendly too, then why can’t we have a nice chat?
I have my memories of all the good times that I’ve had over the years.
I have my senses to enjoy all that is around me, to help me appreciate the flowers, food, music, sunsets, and skin.
Lastly, I have my faith in God because I know that He has a plan for me and although I may be hurting, I understand that this is what He wants. He wants me to be strong, to live, to thrive, and to be all that I can be. He is there to help guide me in the right paths and I can’t ask for more than what He’s already given me.
I’m still a little emotional, but I feel better. What are you blessed to have in your lives?
The idea of this is to take 12 photos on the 12th of each month. The original idea came from Chad and I was persuaded into participating by Mike.
Poor thing; the flowers are starting to die. Too bad I’m such a night owl or else I’d try to leave it out in the sun a little more.
I was so tired in my morning aerobic conditioning class that I finally finished the whole bottle of water!
On my way back from class, I decided to buy some really fun postcards. Now all I need is someone to send them too… *hint hint - if I don’t already have your address, then maybe you should give it to me* (for privacy, send me an email: maria@boscardin.org)
After a long hot shower, I decided to put on a face mask that helps get rid of the dirt in my pores. It’s so much fun to put on! I feel as if I’m being molded.
I had a few things to purchase, so I gave Sephora a call and used my sister’s gift cards (which, of course, I’ll have to pay her back for). I love that store so much; it’s my candy store!
My room was in much need of a cleaning, as you can see by my entire bag and box of recycling items.
Finally finished Paolo Coehlo’s Veronika Decides To Die book. It was really good as I had already read The Alchemist and Eleven Minutes by him. Next on my list is By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept.
What better snack to have than some Veronas? Well, any Pepperidge Farm snacks will do really. They’re all so yummy!
Now that they’ve finally released the official release date, I pledged to download Firefox 3 on June 17, 2008.
I love getting visitors at work! Fonz (middle one) stopped by to say hello and I missed him so much since I haven’t spent time with him since February. I saw E (right one) over the weekend too. God, I love these guys.
That’s when I finally got off of work! They kept me quite busy with all the stickers and whatnot. The plus side is that the cute Argentinian boy came in.
Last, but not least, my keys. Actually, you can’t even see the keys; you just see the keychain. Yes, all that red is part of one chain.
Anyway, this was fun, though I admit the keys were really a filler since I couldn’t think of one last photo to take. Maybe next month, you can participate too!
I know, I said that I would come back better than ever with a new layout, but things have gotten a little time consuming lately. In a nutshell, I worked my ass off for the clothing store from hell, got fired before I could quit, then started a new job as a cashier at a market/deli. On top of that, I was trying to get schoolwork done and started putting in a few more social events. I’ll write a recap post on that later.
Lately, I’ve noticed how much I’ve been thinking about the past. Sure, I do that all the time, but as of late, it’s had a different feeling… it’s more of the remembering the good days, or remembering the good people.
Not necessarily through death, but I’ve lost a lot of good relationships with people and I absolutely hate that, I do. It’s hard for me when it happens, but I just have to try and pick myself up, and move on.
Except at least right now, it feels exceptionally hard.
In the last four years, I’ve lost a lot of people. There was a good friend (DT) who won’t speak to me now due one mistake I foolishly made, my senior year boyfriend (MN), my childhood best friend (VN) I had known ever since kindergarten, my breaststroke swimming partner (AL), and many others. Sure it’s all a fact of life; people grow up and they grow into different groups and lives, but even the most different of people can keep friendships, right?
Of course, to seal the deal to all this reminiscing, Stockton Boy and I had a major blowout a few days ago. I could see that what happened with VN was happening with Stockton Boy; he was getting too busy for me despite having told me it could never happen. But it did and I ended up getting extremely upset. My stress was fueled even more when he couldn’t understand how hurt and upset I was because his guards had gone flying up.
Although I know that he wasn’t on anyone’s good side anymore, I still wanted to be his friend. I needed to be his friend because he was the closest thing I had to being able to lean on someone without feeling as if I was imposing on someone’s schoolwork and time. Then, in the last month, he wasn’t there and I just… I couldn’t handle it; I can’t handle it.
What does all this have to do with the past? A lot of people get upset when they think back on how things used to be. If I didn’t, maybe I wouldn’t have blown up like I did at Stockton Boy. I wouldn’t have thought on the days when we used to call each other (as friends) just to say goodnight for fifteen seconds. I wouldn’t have thought back on the time I was walking through my school hallways after being dumped and seeing DT right there with his arms open wide for me. I wouldn’t think back on the times MN and I used to be on the phone for hours teasing each other about useless crap. I wouldn’t remember all of the three-hour long conversations (and possibly longer) with VN and how close we were as friends despite how far apart we lived. If I didn’t think back on any of those, I wouldn’t feel as shitty as I do now. Most people wouldn’t feel so shitty if they didn’t do what I do. Except, it’s hard.
I had a feeling that a ex-boyfriend, MM, I recently got reacquainted with may have a crush on me again and last night, it was confirmed. He was doing what I did; he was thinking back to how good things were when we dated, however short it was. I know that in some cases, and for now only the ones that I’ve seen in movies, some people can date, fall out, get reacquainted and then date again to have an even better relationship. Except, this isn’t one of those movie moments and only when I got the confirmation did I realize how dangerous it is to remember the good ol’ days.
It’s ironic that so many good memories can be so bittersweet, but it happens.
So what now? How do you try and change your focus? It will always be the good ol’ days, but how can you make it have a good feeling as opposed to a longing feeling? Maybe it’s just slowly trying to come to terms with it, but as you can see in my case, I never came to terms with any of my lost friendships, my lost relationships.
I was reading a book, The Alchemist by Paolo Coehlo, and through that, I could see how easy it was for the protagonist to just let go of the past. Through his journey, he didn’t dwell on the fact that he couldn’t see the merchant’s daughter one more time, and used his good memories on his shepherding days to get what he needed out of his journey. (I highly recommend this book to everyone, by the way) There is this word in Arabic, maktub, that is loosely translated to: It is written. This book is a good example of that because it implies that if things were meant to be, if things were meant to happen, then it will be because it was written by God.
I do believe in that word; that there’s fate, destiny, and a God who doesn’t necessarily control, but puts certain events and people in your lives for a reason. In the end, if it was meant to happen and meant to be, it will be. If I was meant to continue to have good relationships with those people, I would and if I don’t, then it wasn’t meant to be.
Anyway, that’s a whole other topic that I can write on, but the main point from the last two paragraphs is just the other way of thinking I suppose. Maybe it’s not supposed to be easy or be less painful; maybe it’s just supposed to be.
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Hopefully one day soon, I will get that new damned layout up. I have the picture I’m going to use; I just need to find the time to code everything and make sure all the plugins I want to use will work. I apologize for the rather long hiatus and for those who came back to visit only to see that the new posts were advertisements (hey, I need all the income I can get at this point). I’ll write a page explaining my stance on that soon.
Yes, I’ve kind of run out of things to say and I will defend myself in saying that it’s mostly due to my involvement in Entrecard, school, and RN. Okay, not so much RN (a friend who lives downstairs), but still. Well, my excuse for the last two days is that I had work. I’ve been on my feet for hours and I’m just tired by the end of it. I’ll get used to it soon within the next few days, but it will take a while.
Do I have some striking thought at the moment? Not really. I’m just tired and I want to take a bath, except I’ve yet to clean the tub, so no bath until that’s done, which probably won’t be at the earliest, this weekend.
This is pretty random, I know, but since I’m doing the whole Blog365 thing, I have to blog about something, right?
I’m going to hate these filler posts. I feel as if I’m not really publishing my best thoughts out there you know? Okay, well, my best thoughts are the ones that end up on the front page, but this isn’t even half of a “best” thought. It’s a lame attempt to make the midnight deadline that is soon approaching.
Okay, tomorrow. I will post something a little more interesting. I promise. Scout’s Honor… not that I’m a Scout or anything… but you get the idea.
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