Hmm,
~~ok, so I originally wrote this at 1:34pm, but my mom’s computer was messing up, so I had to post it later.~~
Well, as a post for christmas eve I think it’d be a cool and great idea to just answer the questions someone has been asking me in the comment section of my journal. I like reading comments. It makes me feel as though my life is so important people keep “tuning in” to see whats going on. Much like a reality Tv show. Yeah, I should have one of thoses. It’d be a hit. hey MTV, or Fox, or whatever station that does them!!—-Give me my own show!! You’ll make money, I’ll make money, people will laugh, and we’ll all be happy. OK, time to start the real entry.
First off, in case I didn’t make it clear enough, I had to wake up at 5am those past two days so that I could drive my roommate levi to my parents’ house so he could finish working on the kitchen floor(he is tiling it for my mother) yet today, we woke up late, and he will not be able to come and do it until later(probably tonight)
Wow. Today is Christmas eve. Tomorrow is Christmas. I can hardly believe it. Do you realize last year at this time I was married, living a very way cool happy life? Now I live in my apartment with my best friend(no offense Levi) with no life, a bad job, and no relationship prospects. What a difference a year can make.
Looking back, it has always seemed to me that my past has been a lot happier than my present or my immediate future. I’m one of those people who tend to live in the past. And why not? I’ve had so many great experiences in so many wonderful countries.
But I remember watching the Twilight Zone one night, and an episode came on, about this 30 year old man who kept living in the past. Remembering the good old time, so to speak. Well, it’s difficult to describe it, but through some weird time warp, he was able to remember that his past was not all fun and games, there was some heartbreak in there too.
Thats what I have to remember. Even those my past seems really great, it’s got ALOT of heartbreak and torment in there. I remember when I was getting rid of Breena’s stuff, it was really difficult to just throw it away. So I didn’t. I kept it up, sort of like an “alter”. I called it the “alter of my failed marriage” complete with dead roses. It became some what of a joke. Then Levi had to remind me that with that there it’d be really hard to move on to something better. So what did I do? I burned the unity candle til it went out, packed it all up, and gave it to Breena. I was done with that part of my past. And even though my present isn’t doing too great night now, I gotta look towards my future. Thats really want my life is all about–What I want to do, who I want to become.
If I don’t focus on that, I will continue to do what I have been doing these past few weeks since I quit my job–nothing. And even though doing nothing seems really great, as the days go by and time passes, I find myself wanting to do something–anything different than what I am doing now. I really want to be a Pastor of CE. Thats really want I want to do. I just have to gain the willpower to tread towards that goal and not loook back.
Wow, I really typed alot there, didn’t I? I’m sure there so much more I could type. Infact, I know there is. If anyone is interested in knowing more of my crazy thoughts, you should email me, nick@ztug.net
lol. I pretend like my life is so interesting, lol.
But hey, back on the subject–it’s christmas eve! Now I don’t know about you all, but Christmas eve is almost better than Christmas for me. For one, On Christmas eve, We usually have a big dinner(this year it doesn’t look like we will, since the floor won’t be done) but then we get to pick one gift from under the tree and open it. That is always so exciting to me. I always try to pick the gift that I think will like the most–that way, if all my other gifts are horrible the next day(which they never are) I am still surprised and happy for that one night. Does that make sense? Actually, reading back I kinda sound really greedy. I hope my parents don’t read this thing, lol!
Christmas morning I used to wake up sooo early, like if I didn’t wake up early someone would come in and steal all my gifts. Nowadays I tend to sleep in and enojy a morning off, then strool downstairs and, once everyone else is up, find my spot on the floor(If I’m lucky I get a chair)then we all open one gift at a time until the tree is empty.
We then pick up, take out the trash, and eventually take down all the Christmas decorations.
Thats pretty much my christmas right there.
OK, so I would write more, but my mom is home(I’m typing this from her house) and I convinced her to drive me around town shopping so I can find some last minute gifts for some people(my dad surprisingly gave me 20$ to do this!)
ta ta for now!
ps: I still need money.