How many times will you cry?
How many deaths will you die?
How long does it take to say goodbye?
Stall a while, Beatrice.
Just a poem I thought of, thought it was nice. =) Maybe I'll come up with some others sooner or later.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Misunderstandings?
My best friend, Maggie, has been having a lot of doubts and tentativness thrown at her, it seems. Maybe it spans from herself and maybe not, but some things are to be told now.
As her parents and siblings so know, I hang out with Maggie a lot. This past week I have, at least. They're wondering, "Why is he doing this? Is it because he likes her?" I don't know if they think that I do, hope I do, or wish I don't. All I can say is, my feelings are my own. Not for sharing (at least not now... too many problems arise from my divulging into details).
The problem is, they believe that if I like her, we're going to end up messing up. Firstly, even if she does like me, it wouldn't matter. Neither of us would let anything happen, simply because we both KNOW from experience what the after affects are. Secondly, I don't plan on luring Maggie, or any girl for that matter, into something against their values, consciencly or not.
To be honest, I don't think I could be any happier with where I'm at in life. (except maybe bring ALL my friends into the same neighborhood and me living in a house, that'd be nice) And boy, I am so glad that I'm happy! It's a rare occurance, me being gloomy, but when it happens it sucks. You would think I want to kill everyone. But, I can say, there is no mask. I am happy, and as long as I still have my awsome friends at my side, I will likely stay that way.
Oh, and by the way, eventually I'll post something OTHER than my life, haha.
Chris
As her parents and siblings so know, I hang out with Maggie a lot. This past week I have, at least. They're wondering, "Why is he doing this? Is it because he likes her?" I don't know if they think that I do, hope I do, or wish I don't. All I can say is, my feelings are my own. Not for sharing (at least not now... too many problems arise from my divulging into details).
The problem is, they believe that if I like her, we're going to end up messing up. Firstly, even if she does like me, it wouldn't matter. Neither of us would let anything happen, simply because we both KNOW from experience what the after affects are. Secondly, I don't plan on luring Maggie, or any girl for that matter, into something against their values, consciencly or not.
To be honest, I don't think I could be any happier with where I'm at in life. (except maybe bring ALL my friends into the same neighborhood and me living in a house, that'd be nice) And boy, I am so glad that I'm happy! It's a rare occurance, me being gloomy, but when it happens it sucks. You would think I want to kill everyone. But, I can say, there is no mask. I am happy, and as long as I still have my awsome friends at my side, I will likely stay that way.
Oh, and by the way, eventually I'll post something OTHER than my life, haha.
Chris
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
WEEK
So, what's new, you ask?
An awsome week!
This past Saturday was the first day in a week of craziness... Waking up at about 8, I got showered and ready for a real life RPG party at one of my best friends', Gretchen, house. Maggie came over at 10 and we played Scattergories for about half an hour until we had to leave. The game... was intense. Up to half a foot of mud in areas, pipe swords wrapped in duck tape, trees, 15 of us... Heh, that was a blast. Then Maggie and I left to go to a dance, a Valentine's dance. That was fun, even though it was pretty much just her and I. Rachel had come (if you don't know her, you don't need to know the story), and things were a little... akward... but I tried to keep everyone happy. Maggie and I went off to play the piano for a while (she's good!!), and I learned how to play some of Breaking Benjamin's Diary of Jane. Then we danced a few slow ones (we were sore, very sore), and I asked her to be my Valentine. She said yes! (expected, yeah, but still) And I'm the reason why she was having I great night, she says. I can't stop smiling every time I think back on that.
Sunday Maggie and I went to church together, as usual, then choir practice and BYC (Bishop's Youth Commitee or whatever). That was loads of fun.
Monday was the concert! It was the Take Action tour, with the bands There for Tomorrow, A Rocket to the Moon, Mayday Parade, and We The Kings. This amazing night started off with me going over to Maggie's house, and us being wierd, as usual. Wierd including stuff like becoming really tiny and getting sucked into a couch, and waving "hi" to passing cars once on the road. Then the concert was simply... awsome. Nothing more to say about that, besides the fact that I had to hold Maggie (and wanted to, but that's beside the point) to keep her from getting stolen off. (and.... again, because I just wanted to). Though sometimes a mosh pit started up and I had to hold all three of the girls (Brittny, Gretchen, and Maggie) to keep them from getting sucked in. On the ride home we were all rather tired, and hyper, which added up to make ultimate randomness and, in Maggie's case, not a single complete sentence. She ended up just laying her head on my shoulder, though not quite asleep. She seemed to wake right up once she got in the front seat, though.
Mutual on Tuesday night, which was fun as always. Full of ninjaness and other whacko stuff that goes on with Maggie (she's like a leach! Or is it the other way around... hmm... doesn't matter to me).
Now all I'm waiting for is the last day, and hopefully the most awsome, this Saturday. The Military Ball. Maggie's going to be my date (guest, date, escortee, friend, whatever), and I can not WAIT to see her in the dress she got!!
An awsome week!
This past Saturday was the first day in a week of craziness... Waking up at about 8, I got showered and ready for a real life RPG party at one of my best friends', Gretchen, house. Maggie came over at 10 and we played Scattergories for about half an hour until we had to leave. The game... was intense. Up to half a foot of mud in areas, pipe swords wrapped in duck tape, trees, 15 of us... Heh, that was a blast. Then Maggie and I left to go to a dance, a Valentine's dance. That was fun, even though it was pretty much just her and I. Rachel had come (if you don't know her, you don't need to know the story), and things were a little... akward... but I tried to keep everyone happy. Maggie and I went off to play the piano for a while (she's good!!), and I learned how to play some of Breaking Benjamin's Diary of Jane. Then we danced a few slow ones (we were sore, very sore), and I asked her to be my Valentine. She said yes! (expected, yeah, but still) And I'm the reason why she was having I great night, she says. I can't stop smiling every time I think back on that.
Sunday Maggie and I went to church together, as usual, then choir practice and BYC (Bishop's Youth Commitee or whatever). That was loads of fun.
Monday was the concert! It was the Take Action tour, with the bands There for Tomorrow, A Rocket to the Moon, Mayday Parade, and We The Kings. This amazing night started off with me going over to Maggie's house, and us being wierd, as usual. Wierd including stuff like becoming really tiny and getting sucked into a couch, and waving "hi" to passing cars once on the road. Then the concert was simply... awsome. Nothing more to say about that, besides the fact that I had to hold Maggie (and wanted to, but that's beside the point) to keep her from getting stolen off. (and.... again, because I just wanted to). Though sometimes a mosh pit started up and I had to hold all three of the girls (Brittny, Gretchen, and Maggie) to keep them from getting sucked in. On the ride home we were all rather tired, and hyper, which added up to make ultimate randomness and, in Maggie's case, not a single complete sentence. She ended up just laying her head on my shoulder, though not quite asleep. She seemed to wake right up once she got in the front seat, though.
Mutual on Tuesday night, which was fun as always. Full of ninjaness and other whacko stuff that goes on with Maggie (she's like a leach! Or is it the other way around... hmm... doesn't matter to me).
Now all I'm waiting for is the last day, and hopefully the most awsome, this Saturday. The Military Ball. Maggie's going to be my date (guest, date, escortee, friend, whatever), and I can not WAIT to see her in the dress she got!!
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Troubles
Well, anyone who knows me personally knows that I am the guy that ends up chasing down to the ends of the universe a solution to someone else's problem, and give them a ton of help, regardless of if they want it.
I know what you're saying right now, and yes, it is not the best quality in me.
Actually it's a pretty bad trait, but regardless...
I had tried to "help" one of my friends who has just gotten through a really rough time in his life. He didn't need help at the time, but then he was asking questions about what he should "be doing" with his life. So, I was giving him the best advice I could. What I thought was helping... was actually totally screwing up everything. He reverted immedeatly back to a depression, and all of that hard work he and his parents had done to make him happy was lost. Because of me.
All because of me, no one else is to blame at all besides me.
I will not go into detail of what happened, but, know this.
Do NOT go diving yourself into someone else's life unless it's your spouse or immedeat family. Don't, never, for all your eternal lives, don't do it. I regret with ALL of my being doing that, and I wish I could just snap my fingers and make it so none of what I had told him had been spoken.
Life is hard, living it is harder, living it well is the hardest thing any man can do. Live YOUR life, and no one else's.
-Chris
I know what you're saying right now, and yes, it is not the best quality in me.
Actually it's a pretty bad trait, but regardless...
I had tried to "help" one of my friends who has just gotten through a really rough time in his life. He didn't need help at the time, but then he was asking questions about what he should "be doing" with his life. So, I was giving him the best advice I could. What I thought was helping... was actually totally screwing up everything. He reverted immedeatly back to a depression, and all of that hard work he and his parents had done to make him happy was lost. Because of me.
All because of me, no one else is to blame at all besides me.
I will not go into detail of what happened, but, know this.
Do NOT go diving yourself into someone else's life unless it's your spouse or immedeat family. Don't, never, for all your eternal lives, don't do it. I regret with ALL of my being doing that, and I wish I could just snap my fingers and make it so none of what I had told him had been spoken.
Life is hard, living it is harder, living it well is the hardest thing any man can do. Live YOUR life, and no one else's.
-Chris
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