“And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in.”—~ Haruki Murakami (via conflictingheart)
“I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”—Maya Angelou (via mrsfeisty)
oh mondays. how you screw with everything good. and make it suck.
things that might happen today that would be awesome on any other day but today just seem like it’s God giving me a break: we might finish like crazy early today. maybe.
things that are happening today that seem 20 times worse because its a monday: shit hitting the fan on all levels. all levels.
i got some fight in me today though. and i might actually fight with someone. at least mentally. ok so i wont actually fight fight with anyone. but i have a feeling i may say some words that im going to regret.
good lord, why cant good things just be good and not loaded with other shit things and why cant people just be, i dunno.
why are people so scared to say things to other people, me included?
im done ranting. this is going to make no sense to anyone but me. and that’s just the way it should be.
“Extend to each person, no matter how trivial the contact, all the care and kindness and understanding and love that you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. Your life will never be the same again.”—Og Mandino (via mitralvalves)
also, no matter how old you get or what job you have or how much fun you are having, it’s really weird to come to the realization that all your friends are somewhere else. like everyone that you think about on a daily basis, is somewhere that you cant get to them. like back at college, or at a stupid (love you guys) hockey convention, or camping, or at a bar with more of your friends that you cant get to, or just generally being in the middle of nowhere sitting at home and feeling just as lonely and far away from everyone as you are.
i just want everyone to move here. or at least visit here. i just dont like the idea of being in this place that i like a lot at no one having seen it. also, im going to a big work party next weekend and i dont have anyone to get ready with, let alone a date. and it’s just one of those things, ya know, when i was in school i always thought that i would have someone (ahem, a boy) to take to my first big work party and i dont.
and it’s just weird i guess. expectation vs. reality. freaking (500) days of summer.
im complaining a lot lately. im sorry. im just having a really good time, and i really like the job, but its hard to work so much and not have friends to sit down and talk to about it. and i really got to talk about it with a really good family friend tonight and it just felt really good and it just made me miss my people a lot. it felt like taking a deep breath. but as soon as i left it just felt like i was all short of breath again.
i dunno. i guess i’m just writing this to the universe, but i miss my friends. even the friends that are new friends that i haven’t really hung out with that much face to face. i miss them. everyday. and i know i need to make new ones, but i really really love the ones i have/had. and it’s one of my huge flaws, how i need contact, but gah, im really in need of a good friend hug and a beer and a talk and just general talking shit. im ready. im there. it’s been 5 months. and i just need to fall in love with my friends all over again.