Lost a Piece of My Life...

Cabin Fever. What can I say? Being stuck inside all day stinks.

Now back to reality. Finally plugged in my new electric toothbrush... that thing is pretty crazy. I know its doing a ton better than my wrist at brushing my teeth but some how I get the feeling I lost yet another piece of my life to a machine.

Yeah that is a silly and strange feeling to have. But hey its makes for added readership with a title like that, ha! Frickin' awesome. Yeah sometimes I get irrational fears into my head, the kind mom has tried to get wired into my head from infancy. Obviously she is so interested in having grandchildren (or a daughter) I'd never hear the end of it. Blah blah blah. Yeah its the whole girlfriend thing again. Rest assured my fate is sealed. I will find the one and she will be worth dating despite the social wastelands I've spent my entire life in.

That and here comes the moral of this story... no matter what don't date anyone you went to grade school with. No matter how much of a great idea it might seem... it always bites you in the ass. And no, TV is no basis on how relationships should go.

Sure I'm a 20 year old virgin. But I've realized the entire course of my life through much thinking. God wants me to do better than the status quo. Yeah I'm the one who doesn't drink, smoke, or speeds in the car. I know some people have said I should go into public ministry because of my strong moral fibre... erm.. fiber... yeesh I'm writting more British everyday. But I'm not so keen on the crappy pay or the learning dead languages thing. Ditto for teaching.

I see myself as a neo-traditionalist. Sure I am for the most part old school but I do understand the basis of being old fashioned for the sake of being old fashioned is stupid. There are many things to learn from our history and its way of life, but just in the same way we shouldn't simply ignore new ways of thought and reasoning. My faith is the most important thing in my life despite the fact I haven't been to church in two years. Half of it is work, but the other half is I'm sick of people ignoring new fresh ways of doing things because they're afraid of change (i.e. my brother). Change is not always for the worse. I know what I believe in and there isn't a thing that will change that. There are souls out there at risk dying everyday because of people that might make the biggest contributors to the church's coffers nervous(i.e. my brother again). I know my role in this world, if God so chooses to strike down someone close to me or plague me with something its not His fault. Its for the best. Maybe people should realize this and get over themselves.

Thinking about someone that distracts me from my path is not worth the time and effort. I've spent too much time fretting over a girl that's too nieve to know how good she actually has it. Having you head up in the clouds is about as good as it is up your ass. These aren't the days of the knight in shining armor coming to sweep you off your feet and ride off into the sunset. We knights take a more contemporary armor that hides us among the crowd but that certainly doesn't make us one of it. Nor does it say we don't exist either.

You are judged by your company. Easy. If you're in the tough looking group they assume you are as well. Thusly if you hang in a group that does stuff you don't approve of... what kind of moral fiber are you made of? Is lifelong (or school-long) popularity worth it to corrupt your immortal soul or to a lesser extent your attitude? If a person is a jerk they're obviously not your friend. No amount of trying to change people will work. Preach what you believe and leave it at that. If they're not going to listen now... the probably never will.

I guess I'm just a hopeless romantic like that...
Ciao 'Corpsters