Well, how am I doing since you did, what you've done to me.
I can't lie, I sometimes cry, when I think of how it used to be.
I keep my friends with me, I stay busy, and I don't get much sleep.
Baby that's how i'm doing since you did, what you done to me.
Well now wait one minute, I failed to mention, those tears I cried are tears of joy because it was no fun, there under your thumb.
But then I heard our song, and I danced along, but it felt all wrong.
Cause she was sweet, she let me lead, she never took her ever lovin eyes off me.
- Dierks Bently - How am I doing?
I have been known to fall victim to the Manana syndrome. It is when your birthday comes along, you start to think about all the years you will never have back. I'll never be 24 again, never be 21 again, so I might as well try to enjoy these moments now rather than wait for that unascertainable moment when I have the money, the love, the career, and the family. I know I'll miss the days when I had youth, freedom and potential. Too bad I value sleep and relaxation too much. Of course I tell myself this every now and then, but it is always too easy to fall back into old routines.
Wednesday Fed and I went to the Dean's house for a Christmas party. It was a small event and very few people were invited, I was one of the few 1Ls there. We got invited by the assistant Dean the same day and it was a good place to put in some face time. I talked to all the deans of the school, one about politics and told him about a documentary called "Unpresedented" about the Florida 2000 election, he informed me that he knew it well considering he was in it. I felt a bit embarrassed for not knowing that, but when I saw it, I didn't know him well, so it wasn't a big deal. I ran into a professor, who is also a dean, and talked to her for a bit. I'm glad I didn't yet know my grade in her class and she didn't know mine either (they are graded anonomously.)
Sometimes when I am not feeling too well, I go shopping. I guess I go shopping to forget. I didn't get too many things, but I did stop by and get one of those mall 15 min massages. My back had been hurting from all the studying, so it felt good to relax for a bit. I even purchased this little red dolphin massager I used to have. I got my glasses fixed and a haircut, so the trip was productive.
There are a lot of goals I have for myself, and they seem to be the same goals each year, so of all of them, I plan to get at least two off the list. A friend of mine has 5 years of dance lessons, so they are going to help me learn to dance. I went out to this dance club where they dance salsa and such, and the people were very good. I won't list all my other goals, but remember to ask me a year from now how many I achieved. I want to learn to play piano too...yeah I'll add that.
Our building had a Christmas BBQ this week. There was music, drinks and free food. It was nice to talk to our neighbors and socialize. There are a lot of families that live in our complex and most of the students were gone for the winter break, so it was much older people and their kids. It was a bit cold due to a cold front passing through, but you can't pass up free. A guy asked me how the food was, and interestingly, he worked for the catering company, so I am glad I said it was good.
There comes a point in your life when you need to stop rationalizing and tell yourself the truth. Unfortunately, this point comes all too often in my life and I don't know how good I am at it. The messed up part is that when you do tell yourself the truth, it only takes one moment of rationalization to make you forget.
The other day I started reading and pretty much read all of America the Book by Jon Stewart. It is pretty damn funny. Like the daily show, it's hard at times to know what are jokes and what is real. You think somethings are jokes, but I know from history they are true, so it makes me wonder what I laugh at, if it may be based on fact. It is a very funny book and I'm glad I got it for Christmas. I have a lot of Christmas reading to do before I get back to law school reading, lets hope I get through a few of my books.
I had a lot ot trouble finding a person to take care of my cats and had no one the day before I was going to leave. I actually considered leaving them here alone with enough food and water for the time I'll be gone, but that is just wrong and probably crulety to animals. I decided that if I couldn't find someone then I just wouldn't go home because I wouldn't leave them alone. What am I going to do if I go to Spain this summer? I think I'm more worried about missing my girls than excited about seeing everyone.
Right now there is a cold front going through south Florida. It is supposed to be one of the coldest times in recent history in Florida and is supposed to get down into the 40s...I can deal with that. Luckily, I'm getting out of here when it is starting, so I'm looking forward to my south texas weather.
I was at Walmart and I saw the parking space steal move. Thank goodness it wasn't done to me. The guy who had his spot blatantly stolen waited for the people to get out to tell them off. I just chilled to watch and see if a fight was going to break out. Honestly, I wanted to get down and tell those people off, I mean they were jerks and did it intentionally. I thought that it would be cool to have a video camera and walk up to them and ask them questions about being jerks. I'd ask them how it feels, their motivations, stuff like that. I think a documentary on jerks doing fucked up shit in society would be cool to see. I could tape jerks at bars, at middle schools, during Christmas shopping, on the streets and then do comparisons, like see look at rich people being jerks and then poor people being jerks. I might even do a section on professors maybe. So yeah, but I did nothing and not just because there was a big strong black guy in the back seat who came out and scared the other car away, but also because I don't know what I would get out of confronting those people and telling them off. I need to be more confrontational, next time I see something, I'm just getting out of my car and starting to yell, or at least talk strongly. (movie theaters, sports, water during hurricanes, fires, shopping, school, car salesmen)
I've taken some time during my break cleaning up my apartment anticipating guests. I leave in the morning for home, which I'm looking forward to. I have to take a taxi to the airport because I have no one to give me a ride, but hopefully it won't be too expensive. I wish I had someone to give me a ride, but those 45 bucks will be inspiration to make more friends this spring.
There are things I need to leave behind this year and this is one of them. It is hard loving her. I love her more than I would ever need to love anyone I would want to spend the rest of my life with. I know she loves me, this wasn't a love I made up in my mind or over dramtised, it was a love that was real to me and that I lived for a few years. Sometimes I think, well if you love her so much, why don't you try to win her back, why do you just run away and not fight for what you call the love of your life. The reason is that even though I love her more than anyone I have loved romatically in my life, I know in my heart that I am not right for her and more importantly, she is not right for me. When I looked in her eyes and thought about her life I saw all kinds of possiblities, potential beyond what I could ever have. Not only is she beautiful, but she is smart, hard working, will never have to worry about money and is artistic to boot. But as much as I would love to tag along and see how wonderful this life turns out and how dearly I want to be part of it, I know deep in my heart that her calling and my calling are not the same. The great things we are both going to achieve are not going to be with one another. One would think that considering I love and respect her so much then why would I not want her to be any part of my life, not a friend and not even someone I want to hear about, know about or talk about. The reason is simply my selfish need to protect myself from the pain of losing someone I held so dear. It hurts just thinking about the void left in my life, about how as each day passes we are not spending it together, that I'll never experience her soft kisses or thoughtful gestures again. I can't bear it and would rather accept how I feel about her and just move on knowing that it wouldn't take much to trick me into falling back in love with her, but even though I might do it, I'd still know it is wrong and won't lead to either of us being truly happy, especially because there is something we are looking for, we are not sure what it is, but it is out there and we can't risk not finding it. I have seen people who are in situations with people they might love, but are not happy with. They stay in them for many reasons, but you can see in their eyes that they are truly not happy. I knew I was happy, but it wasn't the happiness I wanted, but I was so scared to let it go because it was the best thing I had ever had. Thank goodness she knew better than to settle for a life that might have been good, but would not have been the best. It is something I'll always both resent her for and be thankful for. It sucks that whomever I do fall in love with will have a bar set so high for them that limits my options of people, but all I have learned is what I want and what I deserve, not to mention what I am willing and wanting to give. Each new relationship I hope will be new and each person will be their own person I will fall in love with for them and not because they are like someone I used to be in love with. I need to remind myself of that. I've met some great people that I really didn't give a fair chance to because I had not yet really moved on in my heart, even though I force myself to in my mind. I truly think that until I can accept that I could live the rest of my life alone without that soulmate and still have lived a happy and joyful life, that I can ever be a good husband to someone. But who wants to be alone, so it's something that is hard to ever know. I have to accept that not being alone is momentary, but in the end life will pass and I will die...a marriage is a relationship that will end (if not legally), with one of our deaths, so it is only momentary and in the end I will be alone, just myself, who I am, who I was and God's decision if I meet the standard for whatever type of plan he has for us when we pass. I hope to be united with loved ones and never be alone once I am dead, but I think there is something so much better then "not being alone" once you pass that I probably can't fathom. Until then, all I can do is go about each day trying to be a decent guy, work hard trying to meet my person goals, looking for my calling, my mate, dear friends and hopefully one day have children who will add to the wonderful family I am blessed to have. I miss her, but I understand why she is gone and am sort of grateful to God that a decison was made that I was not daring enough to make, but am not happy about it.
a person that wants you doesn't want your address