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***How to tell if you or your friends are Arrogant!***
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Since it has been the over-whelming trend in politics to say whatever idiotic thing is on your mind...
today I will offer the world a great service and only say part of what I'm thinking. ;-)

Something I don't understand and will never understand is why people love arrogant people so darn much!

Why would you love/respect/admire someone whose care and concern is only for their own pathetic self?! I just don't get it. Plus arrogant people are not exactly a barrel of fun to be around anyways.
Society feeds the lie that the Ego is great and to be worshiped... the "put yourself first" braggart mentality abounds... so common even among believers. I like what Einstein said better:

God, save our country. Save us from ourselves. Keep us from being wise fools.    

I can't help but echo the words of a man nearly forty years ago... convicts me every time I hear it... "And I know how I ought to be, alive to You and dead to me."

More of you, less of me.

somedays...

believe it or not, this doesn't even cover it.

yep.

BAD BAD BAAAAAD BAD BAD BAD BAD BADDD BAD BAD BAD Bad bad bad BAD BAAAAD Bad BAD day, ya'll. 

...

ah. there~ i feel better already for expressing myself quite so articulately.

 and may i add, so succinctly! not to brag or anything but~ 20 words properly handled, mind you, can certainly paint a masterpiece.

valentine schmalentine

truth of the matter is... saying i'm "kind of" a feminist, well~ let's just say is putting it mildly.

i have a major problem with what seems to be men and society's generalized norms of male/female expectations.

but i don't have time for all that. I will focus this weeks' spirited one sided discussion on a particular classic behavior set that drives me wild. (& not in a good way~ ugh really! have you been listening to anything I've been saying!?)

1. THE CAVE-MAN FORMULA
(equivalent roughly to: ME SINGLE + U SINGLE = U NOT ONLY REQUIRED BUT ALSO OBLIGATED TO DATE ME.

yep, let's just discount that the other person has any kind of brain or any inkling of interest in you and man-handle them into a relationship with you! I mean, c'mon~ why wouldn't you?

and women! don't you know you are nothing as a unattached female and surely your only validation in life is to be thrown over the arm of whatever brute that approaches you!? moreover, you should be happy and thankful for being 'selected' and promptly make a sammich to express your joy.

guys~ maybe that girl you're so baffled by why she doesn't like you~ take a step back and THINK: 'hmm... am i just assuming that because she is single she will by default have a strong emotional bond and connection with me?' 'does she perhaps have some other ambitions in life other than me a random creeper?'

ugh nevermind. enough~ if you will excuse me, i have some better things to do:

i tried.

honest to goodness i tried.
i told you this was coming, should have just believed me~

...and begin rant.

welp.
so i'm pretty quiet some of the time, with that 'some' being when i want to be, or merely when i am extremely uncomfortable. a lot of times i think people read me very wrong.

other's perceptions
1. i am conceited.
2. i am prissy.
3. i am judgmental.
4. i am rich?

truth of the matter
1. i actually find this the most {annoying} common myth that goes around about me. people that know me all know i really dislike talking about myself/ i have an almost in-bedded nature to word all my insights/answers as questions /and generally lean too far on the 'not liking myself side' to even register on the 'full of myself side'.

2. though i wear (gasp!) makeup, or at times dress nice, i am actually very oudoorsy. give me a trail with trees and a free afternoon and i'm golden: i will disappear for hours exploring.  furthermore~ i grew up with 2 brothers and paid my fair dues in the tomboy category, i guess i just don't feel the need to prove it to you by dirt in my fingernails.

3. it invariably happens. i tell someone i'm in fashion, and they start to get all self-conscious about what they are wearing. i could honestly care less! like a doctor, i've seen it all, and it doesn't phase me anymore. i'd much rather see people in their natural style/element than them adapt to what they think i would like. while you're worrying that i'm judging you for looking like a slob in sweatpants and a hoodie, i am {honestly} probably thinking how accurate last week's trend meeting that "athleisure" is going to be our best seller.

4. though i do have a very good paying job, i did not grow up having a life of financial ease by any means. i paid for school myself by working part-time/ heck, even full-time! jobs year-round even during 22 credit semesters at school! still today, i use coupons at the grocery store and all of my furniture is not even from the same decade(s) to even consider matching.



so you can take all that silent judgement~and go judge someone else.


no, don't do that.

oh middle class

while you stand arguing how you can indeed combine your two expired 25% off coupons on a 27.98 coupon-exclusion item, this happens. http://www.flickr.com/photos/arnade/sets/72157627894114489/

i wonder how God doesn't get tired of us. of our endless self-absorption.

you can be thankful i'm not all-powerful, i would all too quickly throw up my hands and say "whew! i'm through with putting up with that!"

yet, somehow... wondrously... Long ago the LORD said: "I have loved you, my people, with an everlasting love. With unfailing love I have drawn you to myself. jer. 31:3

i don't understand it.

on society reaches all time low or otherwise i am pathetic

the impossible has happened. never thought it would happen.

news of the day: read all about it: biggest nerd i am aware of gets engaged today.

it's just not funny. does every friend, and friend of a friend, or a friend and friend of an enemy really have to get married? dear Lord, i am 21 years old for heaven's sake and i'm like the last of the mohicans here.

yes, i am aware you draw more flys with a tomahawk not in hand... however the saying goes; 

wow, i am just really baffled. either society has really dropped it's standards or i just didn't catch that marriage memo going around. i just ask myself. WHERE DO THEY FIND THESE PEOPLE. you know, to get married to. and larger question who?! bless her dear soul ended up with mr. nerd incarnate?!  don't even start telling me how horrible i am for calling him that. this is not a nice nerdy guy, this is that 16 year old looking arrogant kid with tall white socks and cell phone clip. he was the last person i ever saw getting married. 

cruel, just cruel, world.

want to know something interesting? i even started looking at all my girlfriends that are/getting married. Expecting to find something common to all such as yellow hair box dye #47, 

something easily replicated on a large scale... no, instead i discovered a strange trait. rather two, every girl possessed tendencies toward: #1 DOING NOTHING with their life and #2 BORINGNESS. this actually does make sense. guys want a girl they are not intimidated by and can mostly you know, pick up after them.

i mean you don't exactly see the jane goodall's getting the guys (human variety, that is). living too exciting of a life and eccentricity=a big nope. like i said: revisit the two fundamental rules.

ug. i don't want to be boring and do nothing. i don't want to be cinderella.  i just don't see why you can't be this super cool bomb kicking going somewhere woman AND a wife. 

my mom can.

sincerely,

me

grrr!

http://qkme.me/36ijug

it's kind of hard

to look on the brightside sometimes.

so... on and off over the last two weeks i have tried to see the good in some of life's unpleasantness... and have found surprisingly many.

i remember one such realization came the day i went to a retreat. i spent the whole 3.4 miles on foot (carrying 4 heavy odd shaped and overstuffed bags & bedding) UPHILL, also may i mention, beside a busy road with leering drivers--with improper footwear on, (and i don't mean the drivers had improper footwear, either! ....but they probably did. meanies.) to the destination where we would be leaving for said retreat.

all that very long sentence to say, i spent every step of that walk of doom saying in my head "crap, crap, crap, crap... " yep, every step. strangely, at the time, i didn't see a thing wrong with this. 

*okay. the hill wasn't so steep that the sidewalk had steps, but... ;)

it was painful, and hurt to be honest. also it was just plain humiliating. i looked like a dork carrying all of that and it didn't help to become expressly notified of this in chicer terms or worse doppler-effect laughing. plus, it's annoying in the first place to not just be able to have transportation.

it wasn't until later that night that i started thinking about my thought life. so somehow it was okay to basically curse every step of the way to a christian camp just because you're annoyed or humiliated? no. that's so obvious when you put it right next to each other. cursing on the way to christian camp?! yikes. cringe worthy.

+also did i mention my retreat had been paid for, i indeed had a ride--moreover one with wonderful people, my boss gave me three days off when i was scheduled to work, ....and when it comes down to it, i was fortunate enough to own things to carry, and what's more--had a set of legs to even let me walk up that hill.

...but it still hurt at the time.
so do we do that in life? refuse to be thankful?

case in point: 2:21AM: this morning: i'm the only one home. two drunk guys from the party next door pound at our door for a solid two minutes, and then peed under our door. i cannot see the brightside of this. anymeans. soaked our rug. as i clean it up, in our dark kitchen, half afraid, and half wondering what i ever did to them [nothing]. i cannot see any redeeming value.

i was angry all day.

until now, what? ten o clock.

i realize.... maybe i needed it to make me humble.

down on my knees cleaning up someone else's urine, you feel pretty degraded. but truely, God, i think i needed that. 

tell me i'm not the only one??

 "Signs of a sidewalk rager include muttering or bumping into others; uncaringly hogging a walking lane; and acting in a hostile manner by staring, giving a "mean face" or approaching others too closely" hehe, totally did that today. not. :) but there was an extremely slow walker that i somehow got stuck behind for QUITE A WHILE (including but not limited to multiple hallways and 2 flights of stairs) at school. you can't tell me no one else ever feels the same??

i mean, it's a real condition! :):
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748703786804576138261177599114.html

playas and pilgrims

dear envelopes,

turns out life isn't so nice sometimes.  sometimes.. when i think about it, i'm not nice.


i dumped a guy after he told me he thought i was hotter with straight hair.


there i said it. i know it is completely whacked out, but that's basically the drift of it. well, to back up and be completely honest, that stupid sentence was what finally woke me up, the first clue in, from what was becoming a toxic relationship {you would have thought it should have been that he was 6years older than me, wasn't a Christian..but "spiritual", pushed me in some compromising situations and was a little too confident with himself!- but no, i'm stupid, remember, and he was charming.} i wish i had those months back i wasted with that dude.  i don't know how to describe it, but the hair thing just completely struck a chord in me and i didn't like it. i know my hair is all sorts of curly messy, uncontrollable, entirely too long, but well, that's me. and if someone doesn't accept how God made me, or like me au naturale, then i'm seriously not the right person for them. you can take your "i'm not going to love you in humidity or a rainstorm" self right outta here!

and it's not even about the curly hair, that's just like a symptom of the fact that he was trying to change me to fit into his life. hm, i have a better idea: why don't we just find a robot that looks like your past 3 girlfriends, straighten her hair, stick a beer in one hand and a foam hand for your favorite football team in the other!

God, what was i thinking! i love so easily.

i'm tired. i'm tired of the playas who make you believe all the far east lyrics, i'm tired of the pilgrims that can't look at you or they'll die or something.

simplicity vs. complexity

The one permanent emotion of the inferior man is fear - fear of the unknown, the complex, the inexplicable.

i just don't understand why humans (and i say that as i am one, at least i think) seem to adore simplicity so much. is it just one of those things that is that much easier to wrap their small head around? ...to attempt to fully "grasp" a subject completely and then feel all well and good about their "accomplishment"? or, something done or liked for conformity in hopes of acceptance? what ignorance on the one hand and {idon'tknowwhat but i don't like it} on the other!

most,if not all, important things are complex (love, life, DNA, technology, the world, etc...let alone God! and the grand scheme of things...) hmm. i mean, God didn't make us all little single-celled organisms, did he? he could have, but he chose to make us wonderfully difficult, or complex. so it seems to me that it should be that way.

when i was younger i remember my sister of two saying "i can DO IT MYself!" all the time to nearly everyone that attempted to help her. no one taught her that, it is just something built into people to want to figure out things. the whole mystery genre started off of this innate desire for complexity: to take a bunch of randomized facts and seemingly arbitrary circumstances and spend time making sense out of them.

so, i guess that's why it bothers me that the famed "keep it simple, stupid." attitude is everywhere. frat boys, ugg boots, minimalism in art, picture perfect people all acting alike! life is not this way! what is this farce?

"but my simplicity i can understand!" maybe we weren't meant to understand. maybe we were meant to be a soul continually widening in awe of maybe, how much we don't know.