Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Watch for Falling Limbs

     I'm a big believer in Karma. When someone hurts you, you are always the one that is hurt.. not them. I seem to always be the one paying for someone else's mistakes. So much grieving and frustration and low self esteem comes from taking the fall. From now on though, whenever I get screwed over, I don't think twice about it. I know people that have gotten away with murder.. Not literally, because    
then I would be an accomplice and should be sitting in jail instead of writing this. BUT, one of my biggest pet peeves is watching people "get away with murder" and then going on with their happy, little life not having a care in the world that they affected someone's life in a wrongful way. I get so angry, because it's not fair. Life's. Not. Fair. It's not fair that Veronica cheated off your test and got a better grade. It's not fair that Kasey told lies about you to make himself look better. It's not fair that Bob across the street got Yard of the Month when he doesn't water his grass & you water everyday.. but that's life. 
     I say "That's Life" probably 5 times a day. I've finally come to the conclusion that there is NO point in getting upset about things that are out of your control. It only causes more stress in your life. If you burn your finger on a straightener.. that's life. If you stay up all night studying and fail a test.. that's life. If you skip your 8 am class and a tree falls and shatters your window.. that's life. You can't dwell on people or situations that will cause harm to your present and future. Learn to be happy with your fate. Be happy with the ups and downs, because at least you are alive to experience both the good and the bad. 
     Living with my best friends/roommates is definitely a highlight of my life. It feels good coming home to people that you know will always be there. It's only been a few weeks that we've meshed four lives together into the big blue house on the corner, but it's already been an adventure. Decorating the house, Filling ice trays, dinner party w/ our fav guys, playing hanging with friends right next to each other, curling our hair, shaking piggy banks filled with coins, late night laughs, being grateful for our normalcy after watching Bachelor Pad, killing spiders, and fitting school in there throughout the week. And it's only been 14 days. I've already learned so much from these 3 little cuddle bears and I wouldn't trade them for mac & cheese and an ice cream cone. 
     It's been thirty five days. 35 days of waking up every morning feeling motivated. 840 hours of self discipline & 50,400 minutes of feeling better about my life. 35 days ago, I decided to stop making excuses and get in better shape for my brother's wedding this weekend. Never did I ever imagine, so much would change in that amount of time. Not only do I look and feel better, but I'm so motivated to keep going and keep meeting goals that have been written down in an old spiral notebook for many years. Enough about that..
     Two and a half months till my next goal has to be met and I couldn't be more excited to complete it. I'll finally be able to hold my head up high and feel confident about all the decisions that have been made over the past few years. Nothing excites me more than to know I'm right where I should be doing exactly what God has for me. That doesn't mean deer won't run out in front of the road, or the water won't turn off before class when you haven't taken a shower in 2 days, it just means that you can look at any situation and be happy that life is not even more of a challenge. Anytime you want to complain, don't. It's not hurting anyone but yourself. Next time you find a spider in the shower, at least you have a shower. Next time you get bad grades, at least you are able to go to school... Get over crappy situations and be thankful God is strong enough to get you through it. Food for thought. 

I'm not the person to write all my feelings online, because I'm scared to say it to someone's face. The people closest to me know that nothing out of my mouth is a lie. I'll give you 100% honesty. I will tell you the truth whatever the cost. How will someone ever know how you feel, if you lie about it? I write because I want to, because I can. If you don't like what I have to say.. Why are you reading this? 

Take Risks.
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