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November 20th, 2005] |
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I need a cute, cheap place to get clothes. I've been searching all through my mind for stores like Gap, Wet Seal, Hollister... do any of you know any good places?
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[Wednesday
November 16th, 2005] |
"Michael is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is
always in a good mood and always has something
positive to say.
When someone would ask him how he was doing, he
would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!"
He was a natural motivator.
If an employee was having a bad day, Michael was
there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the
situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day
I went up to Michael and asked him, "I don't get it!
You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
Michael replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to
myself, you have two choices today.
You can choose to be in a good mood or ... you can
choose to be in a bad mood.
I choose to be in a good mood
Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be
a victim or...I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.
Every time someone comes to me complaining,
I can choose to accept their complaining or...
I can point out the positive side of life.
I choose the positive side of life.
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
"Yes, it is," Michael said. "Life is all about
choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a
choice. You choose how you react to situations.
You choose how people affect your mood. You choose
to be in a good mood or bad mood.
The bottom line: It's your choice how you live your life."
I reflected on what Michael said. Soon hereafter, I
left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We
lost touch, but I often thought about him when I
made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that Michael was
involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet
from a communications tower.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive
care, Michael was released from the hospital with
rods placed in his back.
I saw Michael about six months after the accident.
When I asked him how he was, he replied. "If I were
any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?"
I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what
had gone through his mind as the accident took place.
"The first thing that went through my mind was the
well-being of my soon to be born daughter, " Michael
replied. "Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered
that I had two choices: I could choose to live or
...I could choose to die.
I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.
Michael continued, "...the paramedics were great.
They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But
when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the
expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses,
I got really scared. In their eyes, I read "he's a
dead man. I knew I needed to take action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting
questions at me," said Michael. "She asked if I was
allergic to anything.
"Yes, I replied." The doctors and nurses stopped
working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep
breath and yelled, "Gravity."
Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to
live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."
Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors,
but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned
from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.
"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow
will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble
of its own." Matthew 6:34
After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday."
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[Monday
November 14th, 2005] |
best report card ever:
Dr. Chess (Geometery)- B
Ms. May (Biology)- B-
Mr. Prado (ISS)- A
Mr. Hebel (ASB)- A
Mrs. Dilg (English 1CP)- A
Soccer Conditioning- A
3.667
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[Monday
November 7th, 2005] |
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its not like you to say sorry.
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[Friday
November 4th, 2005] |
guys, i'm me. i get crazy and hyper. i'm weird. i say stupid things, and if youre gonna call yourself my friend, youre gonna have to deal with all this, cus im not gonna change. i could do without the elevator eyes and the "no marlena"'s thanks. i try to stay positive and be encouraging, sorry for you if you find that stupid or annoying. i'm not sorry however for staying myself and not changing to fit into your perfect world where the girls throw themselves at they guys' feet and laugh at whatever they say and talk shit about their "best friends". nope, thats not me, and it never will be.
im gonna miss the boys polo games, although hopefully i can work out my soccer schedule to get to see some of the girls games. good job this season boys.
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[Sunday
October 30th, 2005] |
add chris durabi!!
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[Sunday
October 30th, 2005] |
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the fact that we'll have less daylight and more night comforts me. this means night time walks and maybe some company. when christmas season comes, id appreciate it if someone walked around and looked at christmas lights with me.
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[Tuesday
October 25th, 2005] |
leave an anonymous comment with:
1 secret;
1 critique;
1 compliment;
1 wish;
1 love note;
lyrics to a song;
how old you are;
how long we've been "friends";
& a hint to who you are;
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[Monday
October 24th, 2005] |
i've created a livejournal to post my private thoughts, hopes, insecurities, whatever. i might add you, but most of you i wont. dont delete this journal because i will still be updating publicly in it.
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