texasatpurdue's Journal

11:54pm: One year anniversary
Ok so I know I haven't updated but meh not that big of a deal anyway and right now I just needed a little outlet for all of this...

Happy One Year Anniversary to me- granted not really the thing I want to be remembering- probably the equivalent of how the Von's people felt although at the same time totally not the same. GRRRR to that jerk... I mean there are just so many emotions that I still feel and have to deal with on a regular basis because of that jerk *which I can't think of a word strong enough to describe just how angry I am at him* I need to figure out a way to get past this but at the same time- it's become a huge part of me. I try not to let events define me- maybe teach a life lesson but this event- it seems so much bigger than all of that. It seems weird that its just now been a year- so much has happened in that year and yet at the same time it's a recent memory- like it was last week or something... I mean I really just don't know about all of this. I'm confused and already stressed out from other things and that just makes me cranky (I apoligize if I've been cranky but this qualifies as acceptable- at least in my book...) But in all seriousness- it's been a year since that nightmare, and it still isn't over- I wish I could have closure but even that won't happen for at least 2 more months and even then it might not ever happen or be further postponed- which means this still qualifies as a part of my life, which I would like to get past this, if not for the obvious reasons then my own personal reasons, because if nothing else I'd like all of the emotions tied into this to stop. I hate how when I'm home alone, every sound starts to sound like someone trying to break in or something, I'd like to stop having to constantly look over my shoulder... I don't know. But paranoia isn't cool- that I do know. Whatever. The one thing that this has done for me though (and I mean the one good thing)- I've been very blessed. It's kind of bad that it took that to truly realize just how blessed I have been- but it was moreso than I ever thought truly possible and I want to hold on to that regardless of what the future may bring...

Happy Anniversary

12:25pm: Fw: Good Choices
I've seen people using this in the away message form (which came about last year at somepoint...) but that only allows a max of 1024 characters I believe and the actual story is so much more inspiring so for all who would like... here is the full story which I got in an email a while ago..... (although it was also in the Toilet Times in Harrison Hall freshman year....)



LET IT REALLY SINK IN - THEN CHOOSE.

John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked
him, "I don't get it!" You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"


He replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or ... you can choose to be in a bad mood.


I choose to be in a good mood."


Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or... I can point out the positive side of life. I choose
the positive side of life.


"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.

"Yes, it is," he said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's
your choice how you live your life."

I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard that he was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, he was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.

I saw him about six months after the accident.

When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins...Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place.

"The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon-to-be born daughter," he replied. "Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or...I could choose to die. I chose to live."

"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked.

He continued, "..the paramedics were great.

They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man'. I knew I needed to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked.

"Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said John. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes, I replied.' The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Gravity'."

Over their laughter, I told them, "I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead."

He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude... I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.

Attitude, after all, is everything.


After all today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

Hope you all enjoy!!!



Here's to good choices!

12:45pm: it's all about location, location, location....
today it's 70 degrees, sunny, and absolutely gorgeous- so at this point you realize that while it is a monday and classes are back in session- I am not. I'm not in west lafayette, the state of indiana or even the midwest. oops. boo to airlines...

4 gate changes
3 mechanical problems
3 airport shutdowns due to lightning
2 seperate aircrafts
+ 2 hours sitting on an airplane
-----------------------------------------
9 hours waiting in DFW only to have my
dad pick me up to come home and get me
on a flight tonight

But other than that Spring Break was good.

12:53am: Movie Marathon....
Movies: 3
DVDs: 6
Hours: 14
People: 8-13
Pizzas Consumed: 5
Cans of pop consumed: ~24
Interruptions due to phone or food: A lot.
Kicking everyone else out immediately following and spraying febreeze and oust everywhere: Priceless

LotR Extended Edition party, 574 Style.
There are some things money can't buy. For everything else (that a poor college student can actually afford), there's 574.

"That was easy."

10:28pm: Tagged
Ok since Bobby felted inspired to tag me about dorkiness here it goes....

Instructions:
"List 5 reasons why you are a dork. And make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be loud and proud about how big of a dork you are!
Then pick the 5 biggest dorks you know and have them do the same."


1. I saw Pirates of the Carribbean 5 times in the theater and not just because Orlando Bloom is exceedingly hot (and yes he is exceedingly hot) but because I am addicted to the music, the sword fights, the plot, the witty dialoge, and just wow it rocked my socks.

2. I just used the phrase "rocked my socks" and have within the past year also used other versions of that phrase such as "rocks my socks"

3. Upon receival of the Pirates of the Carribbean soundtrack I proceeded to listen to it every single day until it was stolen from me when my car was broken into and my cd player stolen (much to my fathers dismay I wanted to merely break the guys arms and cripple him for the theft of the cd player, I wanted to break every toe and finger for the theft of the cd....) upon getting a new copy- I waited 3 three weeks but then started up again and listened to it every day until the school year ended. (got the cd in september, stolen in november, new one in december, started in january, went to may)(still listen to it often)...

4. I still have my teddy bear and baby blanket and they are not a. in storage or b. dust covered

5. I believe that I am the only person to have even been grounded from reading-thats right ladies and gentlemen- grounded from reading because I read too much, I also would get in trouble at school because my teachers didn't think I was being sociable enough because I would read at lunch and recess rather than play with the other children.

and since most of the people who I care about have responded, will respond, or already been tagged I feel no need to re-tag.

Have a nice day