Writing for me is almost like therapy, I get things off my chest … it helps me see things from different viewpoints, and it provides a place where I can just be myself.
I know I can’t blog forever … it’ll be odd for me to continue writing until my weeee old age of whenever. I know it would have to end someday, so I’ve decided to stop writing and this is my last post.
It just feels like now is the appropriate time … just my vibe. Do I wish I could continue writing, do I still have little stories I want to tell everyone, do I have topics I want to discuss still? Yes, yes, and yes … of course I do.
Is work keeping me sooo busy I don’t have time to write anymore? No not at all, I still manage to make time for my personal life.
It’s been a heck of a ride, I’ve been writing for about 4 – 5 years, and it’s been an amazing journey. This blog will still be here, that’s the good thing about the Internet.
I could be 50 and still come back to read events from here … which is kind of scary when I think about it.
Anyway, most of my posts deal with my everyday life … what I’ve been up to … how I am … people in my life … or anything interesting I find on the Internet. Just like all the other 5 quadillion people out there.
Friends & Acquaintances
I look back when I write about my friends and when I view at them as a whole, there’s some who are great people that you’ll hopefully know for years to come.
We started out as co-workers, but that eventually evolved into something more, and it wasn’t because we were working there that made us friends.
And then there are some who are great acquaintances, there’s not that genuine friendship there. Like we only talked or were friends because we worked together and that was the glue holding us.
Without it binding us, you realize there was actually nothing there in the first place, it was just that we had work in common, nothing else.
Anyone and everybody has acquaintances, but to call someone a friend … that truly is something special. You know who you’re real friends are, and those are the ones worth keeping … even if it takes some extra effort.
Yeah we argue and bicker, but what relationship doesn’t? No relationship is sooo perfect that no there’s no arguments, that would just be weird.
I have to face the fact that I’m getting older and it’s tiring to constantly have people come and go in your life. That the only reason they leave is because we stopped caring and didn’t put that effort in anymore.
Sometimes the simplest things in life are always the most difficult. It makes it seem you don’t have true friends, just many acquaintances … many, many acquaintances.
It’s like MySpace … people have their “Friends” list. You see some who have 153 and others who have 7. You know the person who has 153 might not really have great friends, they just happen to know a lot of people.
Compared to the person who has 5 .. you look at them and know that those 5 are probably their closest friends.
For the friends / acquaintances in my life right now … we’ll see where things go. Can I predict what will happen to them … yes and no. Sometimes it’s far too easy to underestimate the people that care about you the most.
We’ll see what happens ……….
So for your close friends .. appreciate them for their uniqueness, appreciate them for the way they are, and appreciate them for being in your life and considering you as their friend.
Sometimes we forget how lucky we are to have them in our lives, that we take them for granted. So take the time out and drop a line … it’s sometimes the easiest thing to do.
In the end, every relationship / friendship needs maintenance.The bottom line is that if you care about someone, it’s pretty easy to make the sacrifice.
There are times I write about my family, did I take my parents for granted before? Yes I did and after moving out I saw that and I appreciate them more now because of it.
I go back every 2 weeks to my parents home to do laundry and have lunch with them. I knew after moving out I wouldn’t see them as much. So I made a promise to myself, that I never told anyone, that I would go back and visit them.
I don’t have to, I mean I could do laundry at my apartment complex, but they’re a big part of my life. I’m not going to shut them out just because they’re not around me all the time anymore, that was a mistake that I’m not going to repeat again.
Every couple of days, I call them asking how they are, what they’ve been up to, etc.. I’ve even started talking about things I do with my friends / co-workers, which I’ve never did before.
Even with big decisions, I’ll talk to them first and see what they think. Instead of the way I handled moving out on my own last year. *rolls eyes*
I write about my sister … she’s my only sibling and I can’t imagine her not being my sister. She’s like Version 2.0 .. the improved version that (hopefully) learned from my mistakes.
I cannot imagine my life without her … she’s more of the realist (at times) between us.
I’m still afraid of coming out to them and wondering how they’ll react to finally finding out I’m gay. It scares me to death and you guys have no clue how apprehensive or nervous I get when I think about it.
Life is sometimes too short to squabble over petty little things or be too arrogant to admit to something … someone you care about deeply could be gone the next day, in the blink of an eye. It sucks to have someone close to you die, it really does.
Communication is key to anything … friendships, relationships, careers, and on and on. Part of it is vulnerability, it’s the key to good communication and healthy relationships. It’s scary at first, but so worth it.
The Journey Ahead
Well this isn’t the end of the journey for me, far from it. There’s still a lot of things I need to work on myself, and it’s not going to happen overnight. Sometimes I care soo much about other people, that I forget about me.
I know that sounds selfish, but I’ve never really taken care of myself. And now I’m paying the price because of it. The only thing we could do is try to be optimistic and look forward.
Yeah my dating life, well more like the non-existent dating life. Do I wish I could be in a relationship? Yeah I do, but maybe now isn’t the time, sometimes it comes when you least expect it.
Would I want to have kids with my partner later on. Heck yeah I do … am I good with kids, no I’m not .. but it’ll be a learning experience. It would be nice to have a family .. as unusual as it maybe … it would be nice, white picket fence and all *laughs*
And Finally …..
Thank you for stopping by … those 1 or 2 people who take time out of their day to come and read. I know it’s hard to do, but from the bottom of my heart thank you and I hope it was a fun, bumpy at times ride.
Thank you for those who took the time to read and write comments … many of them were so helpful, it provided another viewpoint, it provided some encouragement, and it provided insight that I would have never thought of.
Who knows .. maybe in a few years I’ll start writing again or maybe I could actually buy some notepads and actually write down my thoughts, I know … soooo 1990’s.
So thank you again … I’m going to miss doing this, I’m going to miss writing, and I’m going to miss sharing my life with you guys.
I’ll still be around in some form or shape … there’s still Twitter, MySpace, Facebook, Linkedin, and on and on and all those billion social networking sites out there.
I’m going to miss you guys *gives hug* … sorry but I love giving and receiving hugs … *smiles*
Goodbye you guys and Thanks for everything!
I mentioned that a previous co-worker asked for help on what to do when he graduates. Well we decided to meet at my apartment at 07:45 Monday night.
Even though we worked with each other for about 2 -3 years, I was surprised how little he knew of me when we were talking. I know general and some details things about him, but nothing like my best friend.
It was surprising he didn’t know it took me 6 years to graduate from college, or what I went through when I was finding a job (I’ll admit that I took it harder than normal people), or the internships that I’ve had.
I kept on saying he should ask this other guy we both know what I went through during my last year in school or how much I love Apple (we somehow got onto the topic of hobbies).
Anyway, I left work early so I called him letting him know to drop by at 07:00 if he wanted to, well he didn’t show up until 08:30. He finally arrived and I went outside to open the gate for him
We walked in and I went into my bedroom to put my jacket away. As I came back out, I saw him standing at the door still. Puzzled on why he didn’t just come in, I asked him to make himself comfortable.
Geez, March is only 2 weeks away … time flies … so onto some juicy gossip (or lack of) in my life. I’m letting you guy’s know first that this is a long post .. so you might want to get in a comfortable place or come back to read the rest.
Part of it are updates and part of it is getting things off my chest. To those who actually read the entire post, props to you … really, I’ll give you guys the high five now *high five*
Yeah .. two posts in one night … amazing huh?
I was reading an article in Newsweek about rejection and the side effects that it may have on a person. That it can lead to lower intelligence scores, weakened immune systems, acts of aggression or anti-social behavior.
The reality is it hurts to feel excluded or rejected from someone we care about like a close friend, to someone we could care less about, like a co-worker you only say hi to, but of course it’s going to hurt more from someone we know.
Like when I hangout with my previous co-workers, all I hear is them going out together or what’s happening with each other; even personal things in their lives. It’s easy for them to do that because they’re part of each others life.
Of course I feel excluded, I’m not going lie about it, because I’m not in that group. It’s hard to try and talk with them about events that you were never part of. So I just sit there, put a smile on my face, and pretend everything is fine.
Even when people ask how I am, I know it’s difficult because we’re not in each others life. You can only ask so much before stopping the conversation.
Anyway, the article goes on to describe a paradox of sorts, that the more we feel rejected the more we “push away our connections”, that it is like a self-protective mechanism.
I really hate my new apartment neighbor, why because the asshole doesn’t seem to understand the word “courtesy”.
It’s 12:09 a.m. right now and he’s been playing his fucking music for 5 damn hours. All I can hear in my apartment is bass, bass, and more bass … my bedroom now sounds like you’re in a club.
My head is throbbing and I’m at the verge of going crazy. I can’t pinpoint the exact apartment, but I’m 98% sure it’s the new guy who just moved in next door. Seriously … you’re playing music that loud right now?
And nope it’s not the first time either, this happened last Saturday when I awoke around 03:00 a.m. to go to the bathroom, he was STILL playing music.
I’m planning on talking to my apartment manager tomorrow or seeing if there’s a number I can call to report the noise, because i don’t appreciate it. I think someone tried asking him to turn the noise level down because I heard knocking about an hour ago.
Guess he chose to ignore it or couldn’t hear it.
And if the apartment manager is not going to do anything about it, then they’re going to lose a decent tenant. Stupid neighbor.
I came home around 07:15 tonight, which is early for a change. It was nice to actually enjoy dinner without gulping it down like I was in a race.
Anyway, I got my keys to open the door when I noticed a letter on it. They’re doing renovations around my complex so I thought it was a notice about it.
But to my surprise it was from my apartment manager reminding me that my lease was up in April, and that if I renewed it by the 23rd, I could keep the same price.
As I was reading it I couldn’t believe it. I mean it feels like I just moved in yesterday and we’re talking about renewing my lease already. This guy I knew remembers without hesitation that I moved in May, which I was doubtful of, guess he was right.
I’m not ready to deal with this yet, I still haven’t spoken to my parents about getting a house. Two more months and my lease is up, and time is going to fly and I can’t push this to the side anymore.
So I’m going to talk to my parents this weekend about it, either we start looking now or I renew my lease for another year. My cousin was thinking about moving out, and I was contemplating about asking if he wanted to get a place together.
It would be nice to finally come home and have someone there, instead of silence and it would help me save some money. But I don’t like mixing money with family, it somehow always turns out bad.
Speaking of saving money, I was telling my co-worker last week that I was going to try and not watch any cable starting this week. I kind of cheated yesterday, but starting today no cable … I promise.
Cable takes a chunk of my budget and I could be saving so much without it. In a couple of months it’ll increase ~60%, which isn’t something I am looking forward too. Darn you AT&T, why don’t you offer U-Verse near my apartment?
So I could switch to broadcast cable (just your local channels) for $15 and if I really want to save just get rabbit ears since television stations will be broadcasting in digital.
I remember before moving out, I was talking to this guy I knew on-line about it. I remember him saying why even get cable when you can basically watch it on-line or download it. So that’s what I’m going to try and do this week.
Me living without cable, may the cable gods have mercy on me. Thank goodness I still have the Internet, that is something I cannot live without.
I know times are tough right now, out of curiosity have any of you guys started to cut back on “luxury” items, like cable to save money?
For my goal this week: talk to parents about a house … guess we’ll see what they say. I guess sometimes it’s convenient to push things / people off to the side, until it’s too late and we get fucked by it.
We finally got some much needed rain here in O.C. / L.A., which is nice for a change. The only thing I despise about it is that I’m stuck in my apartment during the weekend or traffic is a nightmare during the weekdays.
Anyway, I was driving home Monday night when I get a text from this guy I used to work with. It’s been awhile since I’ve spoken to him and found it peculiar that he text me.
So I got back to my apartment and replied asking how he was, apparently he has “time” now and wanted to hangout. He called when I was eating dinner and we talked for a little bit.
Bottom line he wanted some advice on school and finding a job. We continued talking and made plans to grab dinner on Saturday.
I was hesitant about it because it’s been awhile since we’ve seen each other. That awkwardness of not seeing him for awhile would be there, where the only thing we could do is reminisce.
Because I can’t really talk about the present since he only exists in my past, and not the present.
He wouldn’t know why I wanted to buy a house, or how work is going, or where my sister was. (I think she’s going to Vegas this week, mom and I don’t really know the exact day, which is sad.)
The only thing we still have in common was that we used to work together, that it feels like that’s the only reason we’re friends.
It’s almost like reading a book, putting it down for a couple of years, and picking where you last left off. For some it’s easy to do continue without feeling that there was a break, but for most it’s not that easy.