So I pretty much quit my job.
Now I need a new one. In CdA.
Pretty please...
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Shit that makes my eyes hurt
It makes me so mad lately. Facebook. The people on it that just posts and shares whatever shit they think they agree with/support/stand by... but really don't know anything about.
If you can explain the reasoning behind why you think a certain way or support/oppose a certain issue, then by all means, I support your right to do that.
I may not agree, but I will respect your opinion.
However, if you can't state your opinion in any other way than "...er.. well, that's just... duh... what I believe. Yeah. That's it. That's just the right thing. I believe. Cause.... yeah, I dunno...that is just how it is."
Then maybe it's really you ruining this country....?
Maybe?
I dunno....
If you can explain the reasoning behind why you think a certain way or support/oppose a certain issue, then by all means, I support your right to do that.
I may not agree, but I will respect your opinion.
However, if you can't state your opinion in any other way than "...er.. well, that's just... duh... what I believe. Yeah. That's it. That's just the right thing. I believe. Cause.... yeah, I dunno...that is just how it is."
Then maybe it's really you ruining this country....?
Maybe?
I dunno....
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Reality check
Life has been very intense lately.
Not in terms of work, school, money, deadlines, trainings, shit-that-doesn't-matter.
But in terms of what does.
Life has been intensely sharp around the edges, painfully defined, brutally concrete.
Brutal. To some.
And kind to some.
Life and all that matters.
Death, loss and the end of what gets to matter.
People celebrate, people mourn, people pray, people say they pray.. People forget. Some people forget. Some people forget what really matters. Me too.
Not in terms of work, school, money, deadlines, trainings, shit-that-doesn't-matter.
But in terms of what does.
Life has been intensely sharp around the edges, painfully defined, brutally concrete.
Brutal. To some.
And kind to some.
Life and all that matters.
Death, loss and the end of what gets to matter.
People celebrate, people mourn, people pray, people say they pray.. People forget. Some people forget. Some people forget what really matters. Me too.
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