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ALLLGooD
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Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Oakland
Birthday: 3/31/1976
Gender: Male
Interests: Reading, Writing, Playing my guitar, eating cheese and stinking like garlic.
Expertise: Being ambiguous...(how was that?)
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit
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Member Since:
6/10/2002
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| I'm blogging againHey folks! Once again, I had got caught up in my journaling that I've neglected the blog. But I've realized that there's something missing in my writing practice that can easily be filled with blogging.
Check out the last few entries in the blog that I post to more often.
But if you don't check it out, please join my latest obession. http://twitter.com It's how I got back into blogging. It's a one-line blog entry for the lazy and non-committal. A sort of check-in. I post to it a lot more often than any blog. Check out my twitter page and become a twitter buddy!!! It's pretty cool. I wrote about it in a recent post.
Cheers!
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| Please leave a commentI've managed to procrastinate the whole morning away. It's almost lunchtime and I haven't done any work. I revisited the past via Friendster and Xanga. And now, I feel like going home and writing all day. There are no supervisors at work and I could go home if I wanted to. But instead, I'll punish my morning procrastination by doing work for the rest of the afternoon. To think, doing work at Work.
I'm just curious of those who still read this. By way of RSS feed or Xanga "Subs, " let me know you're out there.
I forgot to include the address of the blog to which I post more often. don't forget to leave a comment there, too!
http://alllgood.blogspot.com
***EDIT***
I forgot to also include my last.fm address too:
http://www.last.fm/user/ALLLGooD | | |
| HomecomingI'm always nervous every time that I come back to Xanga after a long hiatus. It's kinda like when I call a friend to meet up for drinks, that I haven't kept in touch with and they say yes. (This actually happened to me today, except it's the other way around) It always starts off as, "Sorry, I've been so busy. I've thought of you a lot, though." Both parties know the lie. But ignorance goes a long way. In the end, no one really cares...but I feel guilty and paranoid that the other person is secretly bitter.
Sorry, I've been so busy. I've thought of you a lot, though.
Now that that's out of the way...How's it going?!?!?! I'm going to post more on the other blog. Overall, it's easier to manipulate the page the way I want. I'll check here more often that I have but you should check out the other place.
I'm late for that drink with the friend. Or am I just acting out my bitterness?
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| the grudgeI met up with a high school friend the other night. But to say she was my friend in high school is inaccurate. I hardly remembered her. I looked in my yearbook, and there she was...an innocent sophomore. Her picture didn't bring up any memories like I thought they might. We started reminiscing about our alma mater and going through people that we knew in common. I was friends with most of her friends, so it amazes me that I can't place her. She definitely remembers me, unfortunately though as a madrigal singer donning tights, beret and cape. She told me of crushes she had with people in my year and I told her about finding high school friends on Friendster.
The closest common friend that we shared moved out to CA and is about an hour away from me. In true stalker-fashion, I found her on Frienster and sent her an email about this common friend we had and how I would enjoy catching up with her. Days passed and no reply. I dropped the issue. On another occassion when another friend of mine demanded me to add her as a friend, I checked my H.S. friend's page. She had definitely checked Friendster in the past couple of days, but still no reply email
Interestingly, she added me as a Friend, responding to my friend request. I know, this sounds so geeky. I still await any other contact from her. Now this sends my mind looking for an answer, overanalyzing every possibility. What could this mean? Does she hate me? Is she not ready to contact me? Is she busy? Is she waiting for the right moment? Did she draft an email and can't press "send?" Is she holding a grudge from 10 years ago? That must be it! She's holding a grudge!
Grudges are so fascinating. They are such poison and have no benefit. Worst of all, it's all on you. I could have grudges with people without them knowing or even caring. Grudges only chain me to the past and I have enough heaviness without them. I am learning how to let go of things and forgive. Forgiveness, though, does not mean that what had happened was okay or that I have forgotten the pain it caused me. Forgiveness for me, means that I choose to have a different relationship to my past. It means that I realize that bitterness doesn't do anything positive for me. What comes out of any given situation is more awareness of what people are capable of and what they can not do. And whatever that maybe, it's okay by me. With that, I do what i can. I've outstretched my hand on many occasions without reciprocation, but at least I've done my part. Whenever they are ready, I'll be here.
I was just introduced to a story of 2 P.O.W.s who had met 10 years after their escape. One of them says, "It's been 10 years. Have you forgiven your captors?" The other one says, "Hell No! What they've done to me was wrong. I will get my revenge." The other one simply replied, "Hmmm. They still have you." | | |
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