Randomness
So things have been quite strange lately. I've made many improvements on my life but I still find myself falling short in so many areas.
I'm now an intern at Freedom Through Christ ministries, I have a steady job and a new woman in my life. This is all well and fine, so why do I feel like something is missing? I keep comming back to thoughts of my family and friends back in Tennessee, how much I miss them and wondering what they're up to. I wonder if they think about me as much as I do them? Meh..
Work is starting to become filled with grief. One of the assistant managers for the bakery got in a pissy mood and wrote me a nasty letter for correction. This is normal, the correction letters I mean. The managers never take the time to meet the graveyard shift, so when something comes up that needs to be changed we get a little yellow note. We always know what they're for. We never get "Good job!" or "Hang in there!" , it's always "Stop doing this, start doing that" ect. The letter wasn't vile, per-say, but there was a comment in there that flustered me to the point I was a half hour behind from anger alone. I spoke to her superior and I'm waiting to see how she takes it. I go in at 10pm today... bleh.
As I sit here, pondering blogdom and life (and while the oil heats up for my french fries, yes.. you are reading a 'passing the time' blog) I wonder strange and complicated things. Like why my internet is so messed up, or when DepthCore.com will come out with thier next pack of art. I wonder how Brenna is doing...
I'm now an intern at Freedom Through Christ ministries, I have a steady job and a new woman in my life. This is all well and fine, so why do I feel like something is missing? I keep comming back to thoughts of my family and friends back in Tennessee, how much I miss them and wondering what they're up to. I wonder if they think about me as much as I do them? Meh..
Work is starting to become filled with grief. One of the assistant managers for the bakery got in a pissy mood and wrote me a nasty letter for correction. This is normal, the correction letters I mean. The managers never take the time to meet the graveyard shift, so when something comes up that needs to be changed we get a little yellow note. We always know what they're for. We never get "Good job!" or "Hang in there!" , it's always "Stop doing this, start doing that" ect. The letter wasn't vile, per-say, but there was a comment in there that flustered me to the point I was a half hour behind from anger alone. I spoke to her superior and I'm waiting to see how she takes it. I go in at 10pm today... bleh.
As I sit here, pondering blogdom and life (and while the oil heats up for my french fries, yes.. you are reading a 'passing the time' blog) I wonder strange and complicated things. Like why my internet is so messed up, or when DepthCore.com will come out with thier next pack of art. I wonder how Brenna is doing...
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phoenix on
Tis my belief that even tho we work on our stuff and strive to get ahead...
the universe has its own plan and timeline. The more we try to push the universe, the more it pushes back and this can hurt. We have lessons to learn in the situations we're in, and we can't get out of said situation until we've fully learned them, and that is precisely why life is a bizzzniatch. Hope this was helpful. :)
the universe has its own plan and timeline. The more we try to push the universe, the more it pushes back and this can hurt. We have lessons to learn in the situations we're in, and we can't get out of said situation until we've fully learned them, and that is precisely why life is a bizzzniatch. Hope this was helpful. :)
Vincent on
I believe that there is an eternal purpose, that we strive to get ahead but we never realize what's driving us there. Is it the want to succeed? Is it the fear of failure? Is it the act of achievement, or the persuit of pride? Each persons life is determined by what thier drive is, and that in turn makes the universe bend accordingly.
Personally I believe that this 'time' thing will eventually end... Thank God! Question is, when that happens what will you be left with? Fear? Want? Acts? Persuits? Or Purpose?
Personally I believe that this 'time' thing will eventually end... Thank God! Question is, when that happens what will you be left with? Fear? Want? Acts? Persuits? Or Purpose?
