I might always hate other people

There are times that I just hate other people. Hate may be a bit strong - dislike, want to beat, have no desire to ever be around again, etc etc.

I hate when they treat me like I don't know anything.
I hate when what they say directly contradicts their actions - hello! Actions show what's really going on, not the words.
I hate when they say you can call with questions, but then they refuse to answer any.
I hate when they drive stupidly - get off the road!
I hate when they act so much better than me - they don't know me.
I hate when they think they know me, and they have absolutely no idea.
I hate that some people can lose weight so much better than me.
I hate those people that seem to be able to do everything, and they're good at it all too.
I hate .... well. I just really dislike other people sometimes.

I really gotta learn to just let it go. It doesn't matter. They are who they are, and it really doesn't matter. It doesn't have to affect me. I can't control how stupid they are or how ignorant they are. I will just look at them and think, "I'm sorry you are the way you are. I hope that one day things will get better for you."
People may say these same things in reference to me, but such is life.

You're Not Alone

I was reading a friend's blog and realized that I am not the only one that tends to have wandering thoughts when there's not much to occupy my time.
My thoughts wander quite a bit. If I were to take you on a little trip through my thought processes, you'd probably get lost in everything . . . .
Another friend said the same thing about getting lost if you tried to follow the thoughts. Glad to know I'm not alone.
One thought, while browsing aimlessly through blogs this evening (during class), was how strange one person might see someone and events that happened as opposed to another person. I was dating a guy who is now married. I stumbled across his wife's blog and read her little thing about them dating or getting to know each other. It was funny because parts of the timeline was while he was 'in love' with me and we were dating. I definitely saw him and that timeline much differently than his now-wife saw those days.
Another thought - I'm sick of my hands being so cold. I don't want them sweating, but I would like them to be at least thawed enough that I don't want to be wearing gloves all the time.
But perhaps another post will be taking you on a journey through my meandering thoughts, as I do not want to bore you any longer . . .

some girls

There are some girls that are just so damn adorable - ALL the time - that it's just not fair!!
Whether they are all dressed up, being a bum, or just waking up - they always looks so cute.... Blah!
I am friends with quite a few of those girls - but can never seem to be that girl. Oh well, I'm me. And I have my adorable, cute, sometimes even sexy moments. That is, when I actually have the desire to actually do things to try and look good. hehe.
Be lazy, or always look good?
I think you know my answer to that one. . . .

I have Permission

I was discussing with my nephew recently how I wanted to go to the beach. I asked if he wanted to go. And it proceeded into a conversation of whether he would want to move and leave his friends. He decided he could visit and so could they.

He also decided he would like to live by the beach.

But that I definitely could too. I asked him, since he can't move without his mom, would I be able to move to the beach? I asked him if I should move? He said, "Yes, you can move to the beach!"

hahahaha.... I love how my nephew gives me permission and then acts like it's the simplest decision and plan in the world.

Aw - if only it were as easy as he thinks.
Another day he said if I moved, he would have to visit me EVERY weekend.... well, at least once a month. He's adorable and quite funny. But I'm glad he gave me permission.

Recently I went to visit the beach (thus asking the little guy if I could move there) and it was wonderful. While at church, we had to be introduced to everyone. So my friend, Ariel, introduced herself and said she was trying to move there. Then I introduced myself and told them she was trying to convince me to move there. Turns out that they all agreed with her. So they all proceeded to give me reasons that I should move..... aw.... if only it was that easy.

There's a lot of factors other than just wanting to.... but I'm sure it could be a good possibility. Right??

State Quarters

Have you ever taken a second to read what's on the back of that $0.25 you are spending?
On the back of some quarters it tells something about the state.
Some are obvious like:

Arizona - Grand Canyon State

Washington - Evergreen State

Montana - Big Sky Country

Utah - Crossroads of the West

Minnesota - Land of 10,000 Lakes

Michigan - Great Lakes State

Texas - The Lone Star State

Louisiana - Louisiana Purchase

But there are some I didn't know:

New Mexico - The Land of Enchantment
Florida - Gateway to Discovery
Alaska - The Great Land
Nevada - The Silver State
Wyoming - The Equality State
Oregon - Crater Lake
Iowa - Foundation in Education
Missouri - Corps of Discovery
Tennessee - Musical heritage
Ohio - Birthplace of Aviation Pioneers
New York - Gateway to Freedom
New Hampshire - Live Free or Die Old Man of the Mountain

Some that I'm not sure what they mean:
Hawaii - UA MAU KE EA O KA AINA I KA PONO
Idaho - Esto Perpetua

Some that aren't very creative at all:
California - John Muir Yosemite Valley
West Virginia - New River Gorge

Nebraska - Chimney Rock

Colorado - Colorful Colorado

Illinois - Land of Lincoln

Some don't have any words describing the state.

And they all say: E Pluribus Unum

*I didn't list all of them, but some of the more interesting ones.

Brain fart

I have had lots of fun ideas to post about. Things to say. Etc.
But for some reason today, I'm just not getting any inspiration.
And having some serious brain farts. I can't really focus on anything. I have no desire to do homework/any work.
I have a lot to think about, do, decide, etc - but can't seem to keep my thoughts straight or focused.
Definitely a Brain fart aka Stupor.

Innocence of Youth

While sitting here listening to a little girl (mom is babysitting this morning) I realize just how cute and innocent kids are.
She's excited because she'll be starting T-ball (actually Weeball since she's so little) and is going to have a pink helmet, cleets, and maybe even a pink bat. Aw.... the joys and simplicity.
I loved the days when your best friend is the person you sat with on the bus, when getting frozen juice push-pop at lunch was wonderful, when homework was a page of spelling or simple math, and when being silly all the time was acceptable.
Aw - the stress-less, joyful, easy days of being a kid. Why, when we grow up, do we insist on making life difficult?? It doesn't always have to be.
Let's be kids again!!