Blog this!

Okay…been trying to get back to this for a while now, but finally getting a chance now.
So….

What’s wrong with trying to help others?  Isn’t one of the reasons that we were put on this earth is to help others?  Appearently, there’s quite a bit of things wrong with it.  Most of the time, I get friends telling me that I I lend myself to being used…and maybe I do…but that’s where that belief in karma comes in…It’ll come back eventually, right?  Lately, I’m getting doubts…cuz, I think I’ve always tried to do good and help others, but how is it that I see ppl around me getting all the goodies and I’m getting stuck with all sorts of crap?  (Ok, maybe I’m dramatizing a lil bit)  But then again, I’ve been very lucky too…why?…check my next blog entry.

Anyways, I’d like to continue this, but it’s 2:21am, having writer’s block, and I’m drained…maybe I’ll finish this some other time, or maybe I won’t.

How much do we change?  Not on a day-to-day basis, but more along the lines of…how are U different now than when U were in college or high school or when U just started working.  Is change really necessary?  Of course it is.  Is change good?  Sometimes.  I’ve been told that I was, "if nothing else, consistent", and that it was a compliment.  I took it as such.  Another description that I get…I’m sure for those who know me, agree…that I am too stubborn.  I’d like to think that I am stubborn (usually) only when it comes to my core-values.  I mean, aren’t these the things that really define who I am?

I’ve been told by many close to me that certain things I do are, frankly, stupid…and that it can only lead to bad things.  (only real friends will tell U the truth).  I’ve always defended my position as trying to…as Russel Peters puts it: "Be a man, do the right thing"…or what I think is the "right thing" to do.  One example is my love for Football.  I try to be dedicated to my team and make practices, meetings, etc.  It’s hard…and I have times when I get lazy or discouraged…but I try.  To me, it’s the "right thing" to do cuz I love the game and being dedicated to becoming the best player I can be is part of that love.  But what I usually get is, "why are you playing?  U will regret it when U can’t stand straight when U get older."  So what happens in my last game?  I injure my neck.  I know injuries are a part of the game and that my injury was something random, something that no one could have seen coming.  So I stuck to my guns, but it led to an injury that will be with me for a very long time.  Was it really the right time to do or was I just really stupid and stubborn…I think, like most things in life, it’s a combination of both.

So in a recent self-reflection, soul searching, and reality-check session, I begin to wonder if it may be time to change some of my long time beliefs and my core-values.  On the one hand, I don’t want to bow to pressure.  On the other hand, maybe they are seeing things that I don’t and maybe I need to step out of my mental box and try to see what’s on the outside.  One of the other things that I get from friends (aside from the football thing) is that I am "too nice to everyone".  Now, I believe in karma as well as simply, "what’s wrong with being nice and trying to help someone?"

… Okay, it’s 3:40am…why am I still up?…there’s a long answer, and a short one.  But I’ll give the most obvious one…cuz, I not asleep.  But anyways…More on this later … (it’s now 3:47am)

I have a new best friend this week.  His first name is "Biofreeze".  His last name is "pain relieving gel".

Yay!  I’m going to the airport again!  And I’m not the shuttle service this time!  Yes, I will actually be the one with the luggage and boarding pass.  =)  But that just means that the past 19 times (or the next 19), I will be the airporter.

I should run an airport shuttle business…cuz I think I average 1 (count’em, ONE) flight for myself out of every 20 times that I go to an airport.

My two best friends this week…the ice packs that are sitting on my shoulders right now.  Damn that football…such a violent sport.

After it was all over…
SJ Predators 35, Solano Chiefs 12.
It’s been a while since we’ve been on the winning end of a game like this…
and I gotta say, it feels GOOD!
All the bumps, bruises, scratches, scrapes, and cuts hurt a lot less if we win.
6 more days till the next game…

After over 5 months of practice…the time is finally here!!!  GAME TIME!
What time is it?  GAME TIME!
What time is it?  GAME TIME!

I was talking to a co-worker (who shall be called "V") about our 401Ks the other day.  V is putting quite a bit away for retirement.  V is also a few years younger than me and likes to make fun of me being "old".

J: "Wow! U are gonna have a nice retirement.  Are U gonna share any of that with me?"
V: "I’ll think about it…if U are still alive at that time."

OUCH.

This is a follow up to the "fat ass" post on 3.27.06…
The bruise appeared, but not as big as I thought it’d be.