I can't even begin to tell how bad this day was. It was beyond horrible. I'm so dang upset that I can't even THINK!!! And yes, I'm gonna complain about it. I have a right. This is MY blog, I'll talk about whatever I want to. On MY time. (ahem...) I'm so sick and tired of... stuff. Stuff I don't want to talk about. Stuff you don't WANT me to talk about.
I believe that 10% is what happens and 90% is how you deal with the situation. You can chose to have a good attitude. But you can also chose to have a bad attitude. I want to be someone who has a good attitude. I mean, I don't want to die at the age of 45 with a heart attack because I'm so uptight. I want to be happy and I CHOSE to be happy. I don't care what people go through in this life, they can be at their lowest low (but there is STILL something in the world to look forward to!! Always.
On a good-bad day I'd make a Happy List. But not today. Here's my bad day in a nutshell:
#1. I had to skip school today and because of it I will probably fail my calculus test tomorrow.
#2. I spent 14 hours at the hospital. (minus my doctors appointment. Yeah, I still have pneumonia.) because...
#3. My grandpa underwent a serious surgury. (yeah I know I've not mentioned any of this but... it's just not my way) It was only suppose to last 2 hours, but it didn't. There was complications and he was under the knife for 5 hours. Talk about hell on earth. I'm so sick or worrying about... somone dieing!!! Yes, I know I'm weird about this anyway but... still... It's been a rollar coaster ride sicne May. When we were in the waiting room a chaplian walked in. He searched the room as if looking for someone and... wow!! I though my mom was going to hit the floor.
#4. My uncle was diagnosed with cancer -cancer everywhere. The doc's have given him until February to live. My aunt convinced him to do radiation (maybe it was chemo, I dunno) but... things aren't looking so well.
#5. My ex boyfriend... I won't go here.
#6. My radio in my Jeep died.
#7. My grandma called to talk about my dad. Again, I won't go here.
#8. We aren't supposed to get much snow.
#9. I had an argument with my step-dad. Grr...
#10. Gas is $2.35. Horray.
#11. I have an ass-high stack of homework.
#12. My boss seems to think I'm Wonder Woman and can do HIS job. (yeah I wish I was! that Laso Of Truth could come in handy) Sorry, but if being at the hospital for my family costs me my job then... TOUGH LUCK!! And...
#13. So after such a day you'd think I'd me more than happy to sign on here at Mindsay and read all the awesome comment you leave me. I gotta tell you guys, you... never cease to surprise me with your awesome compliments, words of wisdom, and all out humor. You people make my day everyday in more ways than one. I love reading your blogs and learning more about you. You are all wonderful people in your unique ways and I apprecaite you all so much!!! I love you guys. So... when I signed in I expected to me hounded with comments that makes me simle. Yes, I was. But imagine my all out shock when I recieved THIS adoring comment from an all-out ALBATROSS!!! (as John says. Good one. Thanks.):
"Re: I want to know something fellow Mindsayers...
I have read you for a very long time under your many names...and I find it most odd, that people like you create their own relatives, to answer the crap they post. Like many on mindsay, not only are you on here by many names, but you are all over the web by many names, and you are not careful with people's feelings...I deplore people who use different names as their shield to do wrong. You are evil. You are ignorant. You are self serving, and I know that God knows you much better, than you know yourself.
May your holidays bring you peace and may you be given the gift of the magi.."
Well, here's what I think about that!
#1. You've not read me for a long time. I've never seen you on my profile. Ever. Trust me, I know my stalkers. I don't know you unless YOU are under a different name.
#2. Me create my own realatives? Please, don't give me so much credit. Mark Twain, Ernst Hemmingway, Stephan King, AND O. Herny (yeah, I've read your "Gift of the Magi" I'm not so dang ignorant afterall) together could "create" the personalities MY realatives have. They are one of a kind and I myself couldn't invent more wonderful people.
#3. Umm... Sorry. I have ONE profile. The only other place I have a blog is on MySpace. If you don't believe me Google my ass!! I'll even help you. My name is Amanda B. Arrowood. Come on!! Look me up!!! You'll just find a workaholic-almost-straight-A-student paying their OWN dang bills.
#4. Hmm... It's funny that you say I'm not "careful with people's feelings" because you had so little regard for mine. Real hippocritical of you. Thanks. And pardon me if I do hurt someone's feelings. (not that anyone has come to me complaining) I just call it like it is. I'm always honest and you know what they say, "the truth hurts." Well... You don't want ME to be truthful now. Not after THIS comment. I doubt you could handle it.
#5. I don't need a sheild. I'm happy of who I am.
#6. Evil? Let me see YOUR halo.
#7. Ignorant? Oh yeah, I'M ignorant. You're the person who invaded MY blog and slammed MY character when you have no idea who I am. (sorry, Google won't help you here) I think if you knew anything about me you'd be feeling VERY bad right now. Very bad, indeed. If you hanuntd my blog half as much as you say then you might know. Or are you so narrow-minded that you can't read between the lines? Or just can't read? I'd like to know why I'M so ignorant. I know more about life than most adults do. (I hear half of the adult world roar in anger at that, but it's true. Idiots come in all shapes and sizes.) And did your ignorance tell you that I teach Sunday School every morning at Solid Rock Community Church in Scottsburg, Indiana? (Google THAT!!!)
#8. Yes, I'm self serving. That explains why I spent all day at the hospital. You know, I REALLY wanted to do that.
#9. Of course God knows me better. He's God. DUH!!
#10. Don't preach me about God. Not after the very Christian thing you've done!! Last time I checked Jesus preached on love. The power of love is MUCH more affective than hate. And yes, you've dealt me a dose of hatred. If you had a problem with me and my blogging you should've went about it in a TOTALLY different way. It's called respect. And #2 You'd don't have to read my junk.
#11. Thank you kindly. My holidays WILL bring me peace. (you see, I know the whole meaning of the holidays) May your holidays ease your bitterness and open your heart a little. And I pray when you cross the next denfensless blogger you won't be so "ignorant" as to their character.
#12. Hmm... "The Gift of the Magi." Tell me, do YOU really know what it is really all about? Perhaps I should fill you in since you haunt my blog so much. The lesson of the story is that concrete posessions, however valuable they are, are of so little value and consequence in the grander scheme of things called LIFE. Unselfish love is by far more greater than the contents of Bill Gates' bank account. I learned that lesson years ago. You see, my dad died. My mom strived for years to raise 3 kids on her own. I know what it's like to go without. But would I take it back? No way!!! It's taought me a WORLD of wisdom, wisdom people never acquire. I've learned what's important in life. Physical possessions don't mean crap to me. LIFE is what's important to me and the people I love so much who are in it!! Living and dieing for THEM and being a good person is what's important. I'm rich you know. I pray you can say the same.
mindsay
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