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Thursday, November 24, 2011

A sad day

Today I woke up to sad news. My friend's mother died last night. She was a wonderful woman funny and witty, warm and compassionate. I will miss her and I will pray for her family to get over the pain easier.

Is funny how we get so attached to people that are not blood family and we get so disconnected by the ones who are. Sometimes strangers prove to be closer to us that our real family bonds. Sometimes we have people that are closer to us than a brother or a sister can be and they are just...people from the distance, but you feel them so close to your heart and you feel their happiness or their pain.
Sometimes life brings you back bitter-sweet memories and dealing with so many feelings at a time is overwhelming. People from our past surface at a given moment and turns our wold upside down. Is it that they are just meant to be to open the wounds all over again so we can regret the past or it has a deeper meaning  such - look up to the future. I am not sure at times what it means. I do believe that God puts in our path people that sometimes need a second chance or just brings in our way people that will change our life. Sometimes in good or even in better.

I am at a crossroad right now. I am trying to sort out my feelings form my past that happened to come back at me with a vengeance I might add.
We have one life to live; we have to keep going forward because that is what is meant, we have no "reverse" on life. But we can keep going and sometimes we pass those important people because we never had enough time to watch them pass by. Happiness happens when you let it be and when you hold your heart open. It is like a warm fuzzy blanket in the cold that covers you, but not in the entirety. There is always something that sneaks around like a draft of cold and keeps trying to take it away. We have to hold the happiness while we can and with both hands when it's there. Or the draft will take it away from us.

Life is short. There is no reason you should deny your happiness because you think that your sacrifice will be enough. Never go around and deny what you deserve because someone took your smile away. Smile and the world will smile back at you . Cry and no other than your best of bests will be next to you to hold your hand and comfort you.
Just live, take chances, try to be happy. Find what makes you happy open your heart and just do it. Don't let another day go by without asking yourself :what is my next dream to achieve? If you don't have any dreams you are so dead inside. Find one. And when you find your dreams coming true, you will find the greatest reward : happiness!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Mistakes, mistakes, and more mistakes

I can really understand that people are bound to make mistakes. I totally dig that.
What I cannot understand is when mistakes happen to you in a short span of time by different entities. Is there something in the water???
First off, last week I discover just Sunday, that my homeowners policy got cancelled. No letter in the mail ,just a refund. Of course Sunday is closed. You boil in your own juice. By Monday morning I was a pressure volcano that exploded as soon as I called USAA.
"I can only think of a mistake", says the male voice at the end of the line "I will reinstate you immediately and you have no lapse in coverage". Who are they kidding? First of all, I get the letter in the mail Monday afternoon that says that they cancelled my policy following my wishes. "What if I had a claim while I was uninsured?" "It would have been covered since it's our mistake". How they can prove it was a mistake since obviously "they were following my own wishes to cancel"!!!! It would have been a convenient excuse. But, THANK the LORD HE has been good and nothing bad happened. The second call I make I get a lady that looks into the account and says that I talked to "Martha" last year about my auto policy (that tends to get higher every 6 moths with another 10-15$....grrrr). And what is "Martha" doing in my friggin' auto policy account and cancels my homeowners?????Now there is no reasonable explanation to it. I will try to find Martha at a later date when I have time to spend on the phone tracking her down. Goood...sooo..
Tuesday right?
Going in early to Shreveport to get into Barksdale and do my Commissary shopping and pick up my prescriptions. I get to the pharmacy only to find out 1. they filled another prescription and 2. that the one I called in for did not have refills anymore. Neither the pharmacist or the doctor told me anything different. I feel my head exploding and pissed off I storm back to the clinic where I try to track down the doctor. A very slow male nurse that barely took him 10 minutes to jot down my information, moves and gives the notice to the doctor's assistant/sergeant.
It's 1400 and I have to be at the VA at 1530. Boiling. The sergeant comes out and she explains to me that they had two systems and in one it showed no refills and the other showed two. She will try to get the other doctor (mine is MIA) and see if she "can do it today, if not we will bring you here again tomorrow". I explode only not to get my hands down to her throat as I try to explain to her that I am coming from 100 miles away and gas is incredible high these days!!! and if they don't have the time I am sure the Clinic director can find 3 minutes to put in the computer a prescription. Not to mention that I am not to be punished for their mistakes! She smiles at me like she feel sorry and annoyed at the same time, she leaves. Thankfully, she was able to do it in 10 minutes or so, I was having already a heart attack. Now, on to the pharmacy. I was lucky to get out there in less than 15 minutes - MIRACLE!
1440 - out in my van driving like maniac to get back to VA. Luckily I find parking space and rush to the GI clinic. First I get to the 5th floor and is the wrong one. Spend 10 more minutes to get the elevator again (I swear those elevators are meant to raise your blood pressure), the friggin elevator skips 5th floor and jumps straight to 10th!!!! Finally, back in the elevator for 7th floor. Check in, waiting time. 15:10.
15:45 getting anxious because the travel pay will be closed soon and I haven't been called in to my visit. The clerk reassures me that she will put it in by 1600 if I am still there.
15:55 finally...record...I get called in. All looks good, but they still cannot get to the root of my problem. Now, I am faced with the perspective of a colonoscopy, crap, I don't see myself vulnerable without panties and sleeping on a damn table again!! Not to mention the other chemicals you have to drink before and two days not eating but Jello! Yuck!
I get out at 16:10. I get downstairs and get my money. Go back on the elevator, 5th floor to get my blood drawn and inquire about a weird appt.. The nurses from the station were barging out the door as I was entering, they referred me to ER.
I try to explain that I have an appointment to a rheumatologist. After double checking, they figure it wasn't mine, mistake AGAIN! Cancelled that appointment, 16:40 I am downstairs trying to check in to get Dracula to get two vials of blood for my pancreatic tests. The nurse at the ER says that "no way we ain't doing it"...everybody left...crap...to my luck, someone says that there is a "late nurse" in another part of the hospital. Going there looking for her. I finally see the nice lady who is willing to reopen the lab just for me and save me another trip tomorrow.
After she reads a cheat sheet she finally gets to print the labels. We go and get ready to search for the needles and all the stuff since she is not a phlebotomist. First needle I thought was too big for my vein, but we found a smaller "butterfly". She tries one vein. Of course she put that darn thing too much in! No blood wants to come out. She starts playing with the needle up and down...nothing. We decide to look for another vein. Patch that hole. She could not locate my "plasma" vein. She looks down and she finds another vein just at the wrist. Painful painful place to stick a needle ok? Found a "good" visible vein. Finally that seem to work. On the first vial. Second one, I am starting to run out of juice. Very slow, really my peripheral veins I know they barely work. No wonder I am always cold. Move the needle, finally got enough blood. Now I have two band-aids. She sends the stuff to the lab, I mention that they also forgot to give me instructions for the procedure. Awesome. I am double asking myself if I should even go through with this procedure. If they are so careless not to give me vital information what if...??/

I finally get out of the hospital at 17:40. Get to the Base back. Commissary closes at 1900. Crap, no time to eat. I go in and I am staying 20 minutes at the deli counter. Of course right? I get what I need I finally making it to eat. 1900 hours. The friggin base closes down at 1900...you can starve but all you can buy after 1900 is gas.
Leaving to go back to Tyler. I stop 10 miles down at a Popeyes. This was not my day I swear. I wait for like 15 minutes to get a basket of shrimp, and when I get it I have like 15 little things in there. I get upset and I ask them if they can put some more because that thing looked awfully empty!!! Of\course. I was getting reeally bad looks. I wait another 15 minutes for them to remake the damn order. I leave finally at 2000 hrs...driving through the night , eating with one hand. I made it home late. Tired, annoyed and with less money in my pocket.
A day from Hell. Glad is over.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Damnant quod non intelligunt - They condemn what they don't understand...

Ok so I am going this Monday eager to start my new Speech class. Little did I know is that some teacher are NOT what you expect them to be. Probably because I have high expectations from people often I get disappointed.
I asked the teacher if I can delay for one day my homework because I was supposed to work and then the following day to get to the doctor's office so there was no way I could have done it. I wasn't asking to not do something. She looked straight through me, literally I felt invisible. No can't do....I asked if it's ok to leave earlier from class to make it to work and she waved her hand in disgust without looking at me "that's fine" but with that tone that means "whatever dude I don't care".
It hurt my feelings. I went down to the registrar office and immediately with no regret dropped the class. I felt relieved.  It's one of those cases where you meet someone and just dislike the person from the beginning. I felt bad for real. It made me feel so unimportant. Maybe since I had only great teachers that helped me all the way to cope with my illnesses.
Today I was sick to my stomach while I was at the bank. Almost passed out there and make a mess on their carpet. This like this really are affecting me more than I can imagine. I wish I wasn't that sensitive and let people bother me, but...I guess even when I try to let it go, it goes deeper for me.

On the other hand of course I have been told that I do have this weird personality, that I am so different. Not always "being different" is a good thing. Not in my case anyway...I stick out like a sore thumb and make sometimes enemies without even trying to. And being different sometimes scares people. Any people. But especially in E Texas I met the most people that are so quick to judge, to put a stamp on you and squish you down if they don't "get you" or if you are just sooo different.
What is with people and their eagerness to conclude you make a bad person just because you have an accent? Or because you are outspoken? Is their feeling of insecurity that takes over as an automatic "cruise control" and makes them aggressive or even rude? Or is it that most of them they don't like to be out from their comfort zone, of "what they know" and what they "don't know" scares them and makes them quick to dismiss? Why people reject automatically what "they don't understand" without trying to know it? Why is it easier to run away rather than facing it?  Why people get jealous of you because you tried harder? Why they always look at your results when they get jealous on you, but they never understand the sweat you went through to get there? Why they just can't get it that in order to get somewhere, you have to be starting somewhere....and that includes starting from the bottom in order to get up.  You can;'t fly to get on the top of the stairs; you have to climb them step by step. And while you are at it, don't be looking into the neighbors yard thinking his grass is greener; you have no idea of his individual situation and what kind of manure he is using to have it better (you think) than yours. Don't be comparing yourself with anyone, because we are unique individuals and we cannot compare with each other. We all have  unique traits and weaknesses. there are not two alike not even in twins. So why compare your success or failure with someone else?
Little things make the big picture more clear. For some. For others they can look at the big picture and be happy with less details. We all look at the same sun anyway but I don't think that the sun shines on us equally. Some of us don't get out enough to enjoy it. We get depressed easier. On others it's always sunny. But do we really think it is the same one we are looking at? We carry an array of descriptive adjectives to describe the sun, but do we all look at it the same way? No, we don't. What is bright and warming and nice and healing form someone can be easily unhealthy, poisonous and burning for another man. So we do look at the same sun, but we don't perceive it the same way.
Same thing with a person we meet. Some will love it some will hate it. I can accept I am not going to be the most popular loved girl in the world....but...how about give me a chance to know me first and then...decide....don't dismiss a person just because you think you are better than the person in front of you. We might not look the same at the sun, but we are definitely getting the same light during the day no matter what. That should equal for something.
Just because we speak, we are considered superior to other creatures, animals. That is the only difference between us and them, yet an animal will communicate the love, the affection and its feelings very clear without talking, speaking, saying "words"...but we do get the message right? Why animals can be true to their feelings and loyalties and humans cannot? Why humans love to hate each other and they do it in the most creative ways possible..... while animals will just wag their tail or growl and that's it, is forgotten? Suppose we have more brain matter? Pfff....please, I've seen dogs with more common sense than humans sometimes! Plus the elephant they say has the best memory ever...
 We like to trick ourselves into thinking that animals cannot feel like we do, so we can wring that chicken's neck and eat it. It makes us feel better for killing an innocent animal right? We need a reason to justify any ugly act we are doing to keep that feeling inside of us "satisfied". That must be it. Every time we are mean or hateful we tell ourselves that we had a good reason to do it, so inside, we feel okay about doing it, clean conscience. Is it really ok to give ourselves a "green light" to do what is not always viewed as "christian"? Do we really sleep better at night knowing that just because we had a reason , it was ok to do it?

Monday, April 25, 2011

Stages

I will first love you, help you and held you close to my heart. But when you keep hurting me....
I will feel sad, I will hate you and then the last stage will be ignoring you. Once I ignore you, please stay away from me.
When I get to the point that I am not interested in you, take a hint and take a hike.  
I don't want you poisoning my heart anymore. Go away. Let me be.:(

If man could be crossed with the cat, it would improve man but deteriorate the cat. - Mark Twain

Sometimes it's just hard to accept when the people you care for they grow apart from you. Even tough you know they are stupid in doing it so and later on they will keep coming back to you.  The mirage of discovering some other relationship takes them apart from you. You can't fight it. You have to let it go. You have to let them go. You can only give them enough rope for them to strangle with. And just turn your back. If you don't matter, they won't matter.
That is why I love cats. Animals. Nature. Animals are better than humans. Animals don't talk back, they don't become traitors.
I am empty. I feel empty. I actually don't feel anything. Not even the disgust or anger I should. I just simply...exist.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Ughh...

I am not feeling good for the past few days. This sharp pain in my stomach it's not good .I don't think is food, but now with a migraine all this added in my body it's not the perfect combination. And I have exams coming up, I have work to do....I am not sure how I am going to go past this week. I am draggin'. Really draggin'.
Signing out

Sunday, April 10, 2011

The cost of illegals....

1.  $11 Billion to $22 billion is spent on welfare to illegal aliens each year by state governments.
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2.  $22 Billion dollars a year is spent on food assistance programs such as food stamps, WIC, and free school lunches for illegal aliens.
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3.  $2.5 Billion dollars a year is spent on Medicaid for illegal aliens.
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4.  $12 Billion dollars a year is spent on primary and secondary school education for children here illegally and they cannot speak a word of English!

5.  $17 Billion dollars a year is spent for education for the American-born children of illegal aliens, known as anchor babies.


6.  $3 Million Dollars a DAY is spent to incarcerate illegal aliens.


7.  30% percent of all Federal Prison inmates are illegal aliens.

8.  $90 Billion Dollars a year is spent on illegal aliens for Welfare & social services by the American taxpayers.

9.  $200 Billion dollars a year in suppressed American wages are caused by the illegal aliens.

10.  In 2006, illegal aliens sent home $45 BILLION in remittances to their countries of origin.

11.  The Dark Side of Illegal Immigration:  Nearly One million sex crimes committed by Illegal Immigrants In The United States .

The total cost is a whopping $ 338.3 BILLION DOLLARS A YEAR AND IF YOU'RE LIKE ME, HAVING TROUBLE UNDERSTANDING THIS AMOUNT OF MONEY; IT IS
$338,300,000,000.00 WHICH WOULD BE ENOUGH TO STIMULATE THE ECONOMY FOR THE CITIZENS OF THIS COUNTRY.

Are we THAT Stupid?  YES, FOR LETTING THOSE IN THE U.S. CONGRESS GET AWAY WITH LETTING THIS HAPPEN YEAR AFTER YEAR!!!!!

Quotes of the day - about children

Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes, they forgive them”Oscar Wilde


If you want children to keep their feet on the ground, put some responsibility on their shoulders.” Abigail van Buren


"Children are great imitators. So give them something great to imitate."
 Anonymous

Financial crises require governments. Timothy Geithner

If you want to rear financial blessings, you have to sow financially. ~ Joel Osteen

Are you a saver or a spender?
Do you buy everything you want out of impulse or dwell on it before you buy it?
How do you manage your money? You have a budget every month or you just keep spending until the account is on red? How did you learn from your parents? Did you learn to budget or you did not learn anything? How are you teaching financial stuff to your children? By buying them everything they want when they want it, or just tell them they have to save for it and work towards their goal? 
Do you have an emergency cash account in your house? Or you are always living from paycheck from paycheck? 
Do you keep your accounts separated from your husband/wife? Or do you keep them together? Did you know that if you keep them together, if one fails the other fails too as credit-wise, did you know that? Are you a stay at home mom that has no income - is your husband setting you a private IRA for yourself as well? Or you just go day to day hoping that he will stay forever married to you, be healthy, never have an accident and therefore you will be covered financially too? Did you ever thought what can happen in one day your husband cannot work anymore? Most of the moms don't consider that. Long term care insurance /disability insurance only pays so much and for so long. What do you do? do you have the skills to get into the workforce and replace that income? I thought so. When it was the last time your husband updated his life insurance policy just in case? I'll tell you: most of you outhere don't even know or don't have an insurance. 
The saddest part is when a divorce comes around. Yes, we get married and we never consider a divorce ever. Right. But...what if? What do you do then? You credit goes in the gutter because you get stuck with the house payment and yes, your paycheck might not even cover the monthly expenses. 

Marriage Divorce statistics (in percent)
First Marriage

45% to 50% marriages end in divorce

Second Marriage

60% to 67% marriages end in divorce

Third Marriage

70% to 73% marriages end in divorce

Source of this Divorce Statistics: Jennifer Baker, Forest Institute of Professional Psychology,Springfield

Wow, almost half of the first time marriages end up in divorce. That is a a big percentage, don't you think? Even 25% would be a big percentage. But almost half? Wouldn't you consider having a backup plan, just in case? So what do you do when disaster strikes? You get stressed, because suddenly you are a single parent, you have been jobless for quite a while and the job market sucks. They don't care to translate your "stay at home mom" skills into the trade, they start you right at the beginners' line: minimum wage. If you are lucky to get a job. And then if you get one you need at least two of them to keep up with the bills and you won't have time anymore to spend with your kids. 
Well if the divorce happens after your kids are grown, you are just one grown woman on your own. I am not referring to men here, because USUALLY they are the ones working. 
Yes, times have changed and there are an increased number of women who play the manly role of being the head of the household for different reasons; either they both choose the man to stay home with the kids, either he is too lazy to find a job, or he is just the kind of husband who likes to be maintained. Even in the event of a divorce they don't really have troubles finding a job because historically speaking, men earn more and are more employed than women anyway.
So, if you find yourself divorced, unemployed, no money set aside what do you do? DO YOU HAVE A BACK-UP PLAN? Are you able to land on your feet without too much drama or you have to work until you die because you SS paycheck will not be enough for you to survive on since you did not work enough as being a stay at home mom? Oh, I know, "my children are my world they need my undivided attention, I cannot do that if I am working". Nothing wrong with that if you keep in mind "plan 2". Always be prepared for the unthinkable. Being financial prepared and ready for anything it's the key to weather the worse worries. 
So, having always a plan when everything else fails, it's the insurance policy that a lot of people don't have it. I see it and I hear it every day. We insure our cars for the event we will be in a crash, we insure our house for the even that it will catch on fire, we insure our belongings in the event water or a thief will get to them, we insure our lives, why not insure our future? I mean it's not that we insure because we think it will happen right? We insure it and we hope it doesn't happen. But it's good to have aback-up plan. Don't get caught with your pants down ladies. Ooops...I meant, don't get caught without a backup plan :-)
Be a saver, not a spender. Let the government worry for spending. We need to keep our money and save it. Always!

Saturday, April 9, 2011

But the person who scored well on an SAT will not necessarily be the best doctor or the best lawyer or the best businessman. These tests do not measure character, leadership, creativity, perseverance. William J. Wilson

Quote of the day

I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't and die to find out there is. Albert Camus

"For whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap."

I was told I was a fighter. I was told that I am an achiever. I was told I have the stubbornness and the tenacity to follow through what I want until I get it done.
I am a dreamer. I dream of something, I wish for it and then I work to make it happen. I go to extensive lengths to follow my dreams. I have great motivation to do and to keep up with my dreams. It's a great feeling of accomplishment to realize your dreams. I achieve one and then I move to my next target. I want more. Don't get me wrong, I am happy with what I have. I consider myself an accomplished person.  That doesn't mean I stop wishing, dreaming for something else. But I am aware that if that doesn't happen, I am not that disappointed. But my mother encouraged me to live my dreams and go for it.

There are people that have no dreams. No goals. Just...living for today and nothing else. You ask a child "what do you want to become when you grow up?" and most of them they give you a "deer in the headlights" look like..."what do you mean by that?". Parents don't encourage their kids to dream anymore. They are letting them to get buried into the new tech gadgets - Xbox, Nintendo, iPod, iPhone, PSP's, TV....they have no idea what they want anymore. It's a dream killer. All they know is a "virtual reality" dream to the point that they cannot distinguish what is real or what is reality. They forget to communicate. They cross boundaries with their parents.
"Parents"? Please. Most of the parents I know are a joke. The few that actually exercise the right to be a "real parent", are so rare is amazing they even exist. Most of the parents I see they treat their kids as they are their friends, not parenting. So the kids think it's ok to insult your mom and call her names, it's ok to just cuss out or even come home pregnant at times. Sure, my mom is my best friend, I call her [Name] not "mom". Mom is not "mom" anymore. She doesn't get the proper respect as a "mom". She is just another "friend" in the facebook friends-list. I mean, who needs a "mother" anyway right? A "mother will impose boundaries, will enforce rules and make you study, bring home good grades and not let you out with your boyfriend. A "mom-friend" let's you walk all over her, text till midnight, talk on the phone/net all night unsupervised, let you dress all crazy, even approve some piercing in all crazy places, maybe a few tattoos why not, your body is your temple, let's call the army and destroy it right? A"friend- mom" is not that concerned that her son/daughter is not doing that good in school, as long as he/she passes. Who needs school right? I mean, why even bother learning something, all you need is to get a rich husband if you are a girl. Who needs to find a good job, who needs to work? Most parents rush over to marry their daughters young. School is for idiots. So is work. "My daughter to work?" Oh no we wouldn't want your 20 something year old daughter to work, God forbid she learns any work ethics. She needs her vacation now, since she will have plenty of time to work when she will get older...or...no need since she is going to get married and the husband will provide for her. I mean why even try to inspire your daughter a sense of her own freedom? Learn some self esteem? Learn to be on her own feet and not to depend on anybody? No wonder most men sees us as just some money spenders brainless baby machines and nothing more. Oh , I know there are some exceptions out there. They are so rare, like the rain in the dessert. You have to wait for years for one to show up...if that!

The new generations coming up have no respect for work, for rules, for parents, has no principles, no ethics. They grow up like weeds. Left alone with no guidance or supervision. They grow up feeling entitled to what they get, not grateful. they want to get that job in management as soon as they get out of school and they get very frustrated because they cannot get that job. They grow up spoiled, having every single little wish granted and by the time they get to grow, they want more and more until there is nothing more to get. They grow without any sense of rewards, accomplishment, dreams....that is why they don't have dreams or wishes...they think they will get them anyway, that is normal to get it. So why wasting time on working on a dream? It has to be given.

Attitudes and smart mouth talking, disrespect for the teachers. Teachers get a lot of beating because if they "dare" to tell it like it is, they risk to get fired. I mean, why not being able to tell the parent "lady, your son/daughter is a complete idiot!!!" No of course we cannot say that because the society that we live in doesn't allow teachers to put a label [even a true one] on a child. The parents will get so offended it gets to the news....poor teacher...God forbid he actually gives the grade that the student REALLY deserves...like an F, for poor performance, for not having the lesson learned or just because he never comes with the homework done. Who is to blame: the teacher! Is the teacher's fault because a student goes home and never puts any effort into studying. Kids go home and they get right on the computer or out to play, parents don't care too much either. Guess what? who's to blame for their child ignorance? The teacher. I guess if it was a method to where the teacher can drill a hole into their brains and pour all the knowledge into their brains it would be the ideal situation. But since knowledge is something  WE CHOOSE to learn it, you cannot force a student to learn, can you? If your child chooses to be an ignorant why blame the school,  the teacher for your inability as a parent to kick some a**?
Blame yourself and a parent that you failed to motivate your child enough. You as a parent you let your child become and dysfunctional member of the society when you don't enforce the rules. You let them unsupervised on the internet, why are you surprised your daughter/son got into a sexual predator relationship? They grow up without rules at home, how do you expect them to follow the laws as citizens? And then you get surprised they get in trouble with the police? HA! surprise....good treats come from good foundations that you lay at home. Will you be happy to just have your child "barely" made it? Just holding odd jobs because he doesn't qualify for the well paid ones? Do you want to fail your child for inability to step it up and put your foot in his/her a**? Well this is the society that we live on. We do need failures because if everybody would be smart and schooled it would be boring, so yes, we need your ignorant child to be the foundation we step on. We need laborers, we need workers that just follow orders, we need just simple people that would do the dirty jobs for the ones who chose to be something more than just the "foundation". If that is your DREAM as a p[arent for your child, keep doing what are you doing now. And you will end up living with your child until he is 60 because of his/her inability to have a job, keep a job or even just enjoy staying at the home with mom and dad and have a free roof and food over his/her head. I mean it's only up to you as a parent if you push your child to have goals, dreams or you just ...keep being their friend. Teach them the value of earning and saving. Teach them respect for work. Teach them the "good foundations" that will raise them to the high sky.

As a parent you should teach your child to dream. Encourage him/her to have wishes. To work to achieve dreams. Not to wait for others to just give it, because most of the happiness of an achieved dream comes from all the work you've done to get there, the journey. I don't understand why parents get so relaxed and let them be happy in the virtual world, while their personalities develop into little monsters?

But again, since my parents always pushed me to do things, to have dreams even in the somber communist country  where we had no chance of dreams, I still had a chance. And learning was the only thing that nobody could took away, my books, my life. I lived through books, I dreamed big, I worked towards a dream that might have never appeared. I wasn't allowed to be "the foundation". There were plenty of those. My mom always said "don't look at your shoes, look towards the sky, if you look up, you will get there, if you always look down, you will never reach more than the ground".

Don't let your child mind grow stale. Don't let them become "gadgets". Encourage them to look up always and to want more. Don't settle for little from your child. If that is what you ask, that is what you will receive. You reap what you sow.
 No matter what happens in life, what you have in your brain doesn't end up in bankruptcy unless it's taken away by a idle mind that left space for Alzheimer. Brain is a muscle; if you don't work it it goes stale. And with it your whole body.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Quote of the day

"Neglect of an effective birth control policy is a never-failing source of poverty which, in turn, is the parent of revolution and crime." -Aristotle

Real knowledge is to know the extent of one's ignorance. Confucius

It is impossible to defeat an ignorant man in argument.  ~William G. McAdoo

If there is something that irritates the heck out of me is trying to convince someone that what they are doing is crazy. I don't know to this day why I am such an idiot that I really think I can save everyone from themselves or even from the obvious, but somehow I just cannot seem to keep my big mouth shut.

And the more I try to explain the obvious, the more my advice is met with a "no can do "attitude. The more arguments I have, the more he/she gets more stubborn. Why do I even do this to myself? Why can't I just give myself a slap over my mouth and stop caring for a change?

Why are people so ignorant, it's beyond my comprehension. Just because you think it will not happen to you, it doesn't mean you should not plan for it. The economy is in the gutter to say the least; jobs are more insecure as ever, how can you just go around without "planning"? Is it just me or everybody start living like gypsies "I live today, I'll see what I do about tommorrow"?
What happened to "plan for the worse and hope for the best"? What happened to common sense? "Common sense is not so common." -Voltaire (1694-1778)

Where is the self-preservation instinct at least? Right? You would think...at least you would go in "protection mode" until you weather the storm, especially when you don't have too many things to hang on. But no. Ignorance takes over. Or stubbornness. Like when we were kids and mommy told us not to do something, but we ended up sticking our tiny fingers in the hot oven anyway, right? She loved us unconditionally, yet we did not trust her enough that the oven is not a safe place to stick our fingers until we burned them. Therefore, no trust then, no trust now.  But what happened when we burned? "told you so honey, don't cry now". Now now, why do people wait to actually burn themselves to see the truth? Why do they have to loose first so they can gain the trust?

Why we cannot just take an advice and listen to the people that actually love us unconditionally? Why we hit the ground running and just don't have any regard of our safety. Sometimes our decisions put others in danger too. Because one decision of ours have a ripple effect on so many lives around us. Even the inaction has an effect. Not doing something about something is bad enough; but doing something opposite of what you've been advised "just because", can have serious consequences. Who loses? In case you did not noticed yet: YOU LOSE! Hey, I ain't playing mind games here. I have nothing to gain, nothing to lose. But you, you my friend, you snooze you lose. And this is what your little ignorant closed mind cannot understand: I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE, YOU DO. And by trying to open your eyes I make yet, again, one more enemy.

And I am staying here rattling my own cage of anger, wondering why I insist on getting you out of your own "bliss". Why do I punish myself, I still don't know. I know I need a class on how to learn to "NOT CARE". My life would be easier.

I know nothing except the fact of my ignorance.
Socrates


Thursday, April 7, 2011

Friendship

friend·ship

–noun
1.
the state of being a friend; association as friends: to value a person's friendship.
2.
a friendly relation or intimacy.
3.
friendly feeling or disposition.

Origin:
before 900; Middle English; Old English frēondscipe.

2.  harmony, accord, understanding, rapport.

 
This is the standard definition from the dictionary. It actually doesn't really convey much of a sense. It's too unclear, maybe for me.
 
It can be defined in so many ways.
 
One of them would be "person you call in time of need". Let me explain. We call those "friends" because they are there when we need them. After that we kinda forget they exist until...we need them again.
 
Another one would be "the people we love and cherish and we constantly keep in touch, we share the good, the bads and the ugly, we laugh toghether and we cry toghether, even from the distance".
 
We tend to say that "we love" our friends. We call them and we tell them sometimes how much we appreciate them in our lives. Sometimes we just drop few words in an email or just forward a good joke, but it means that we are thinking about them.
 
We "care" about their welfare. For some of them we care like they are our own families. We hurt when they hurt and we laught when they laugh. We take the time to stop by their house and say hello. We care enough to drive a tousand miles to hold their hands when they are sick. We might even care so much we get in a plane as soon as they call for help.
 
We give them our best advice, and we hurt when they just don't take it. In fact they ignore it so bad, they seem almost rude about it. They reject what we give them with vengeance, like we are doing them some bad service. Rejection hurts. If you have a valid reason for that rejection. Not just some friggin' childish sorry excuses.
We give them support in the times of need, but sometimes they turn their back and get support from someone else. Soemtimes they don't see us as their friends but their enemies since we tell it like it is. And yes, truth hurts.
If I cannot tell you my whole truth, I cannnot be yours truly. I cannot lie. I know it's called "diplomacy". In a friendship "diplomacy" means we sugarcoat the truth.
I refuse to sugarcoat it. Hey, either you take it or leave it. I am not changing for you. If you cannot take it as I am, leave. I don't need you to sugarcoat it for me, so I won't do it for you. That is how I understand being a true friend to you. If you cannot appreciate it, get the h*** out of my life.
 
I don't tolerate much of ignorance from "so called friends" that only find me just to treat me as an information booth. If you don't want my advice and if you don't want to hear what I have to say, don't call me. I will probably won't be telling you what you want to hear it anyway. But is my duty as a friend not to let you do a mistake. And I'll call you out on it. I'll try to keep you from doing it. But I won't be talking forever. One day you will notice I don't tell you s*** again. If you mess it up after that, guess what? Don't come to me crying, because I won't care anymore. So...label warning...I am insane!
 
 
Do we really appreciate our friends in our lives? When it was the last time you were not overwhelmed with your own problems to just make a phone call and ask : "can I help you with anything?", "I miss you", "just call to say I am still here and I love you"?
When it was the last time you took the time to just be "there"?
 
I might be ok with some things that are going on. But I hate the lies, the talking behind my back. Don't call me because you feel obligated. Don't call me because you "have to" or just to fill the gaps between two other "friends" conversations. I don't want to be a "filler". I want to be as important as I consider you in my life. If you cannot give me that, please leave me the h** alone. I don't work with half measurements. I want the full attention. The same undivided attention that I give you. And no, don't just pretend "you care". I am not easily fooled.
Stop for a minute and think about...the people you love as friends. Stop and think about it. How many you can actually call in the middle of the night and you are sure they will be there for you, dropping everything so just to jump in the car and be there? Those are the real friends. Closer than brother, closer than sisters. The ones who stick their neck for you.
I know which category I am: I will be there for you, unconditional. Can you be as commited to me as well?

First day

Today I decided to enter the world of blogs. I am not sure how interested is anybody to read about my crazy life, but I'll try to make it enjoyable.