nothing better than receiving a generic email such as this one from HotDate920:
Let me explain myself to you! I am 5' 8" with dark hair and Dark eyes. I also spend alot of time with friends and family, Oh yeah, I work out at the gym 4-5 days a week. I am a beach bunny who needs a friend who wants to go skydiving soon! How about you? LOL Anyways, I just moved to Atlanta, GA and I am 31 and work in health care. cant wait to hear from you.
ok, several things worth noting:
dark eyes? like evil eyes? a beach bunny? isn't that a female term? and where in atlanta is he beach bunnying? what kind of health care? do you clean the toilets in the hospital room b/c that working in health care.
however, maybe i should email him back and say we can meet if he takes me skydiving!
i'm fairly certain he just wrote this, cut and pasted it into six dozen emails to various women hoping one would bite.
seriously thinking about the skydiving offer though....
Sunday, November 15, 2009
this is too good not to post immediately:
this is JoJo30549, who says I am a laid back kinda go with the flow kind of guy. I have never been married although I sometimes think that I let the perfect one get away(awesome, you are still hung up on some girl). I am also a workaholic (which means you will have no time for a girlfriend or a life) and spend the majority of my time either at work or talking about work (hope it's an interesting job). With a schedule like I have it makes it almost impossible to meet women. It never used to be a problem when I was younger (b/c i prefer to meet women when i'm drunk) but I guess when you give up the clubbing that's what you get (so he misses the random hookup girls from the club?). I would just like to meet someone that enjoys the same things that I do (doesn't everyone JoJo) and someone I can talk to about anything (especially work). And of course there has to be a physical attraction (b/c he's not going to date an ugly girl).
ok, there are so many problems with this profile, if you can't spot them, then there is a reason you are still single. yes, jojo, i want to go out with you and you baggage that you haven't checked yet and hear you talk about work and pray that you find me attractive.
Disclaimer: i am not going to get too personal on here, i'm not going to post successes, if you want to know about that, you can ask me personally. i am going to start with my thoughts on this concept.
Match.com is personal want ads without using silly abbreviations like SWF looking for SWM etc.
i wasn't on there officially and i get this message from sipnpassok, this is a few snippets from his profile: i like this, I try to be truthful at all costs, because I have learned that it is always better than telling a lie just to spare someone feelings. When it's all said and done, that person will be hurt more from the lie than the truth. i like his profile, but he's really not my type. but see that's the problem, i just dismissed him b/c of a stupid profile and his picture. but, it was the first hit, i have to keep looking.
then, i get this message from sdhrun16: So, question showing interest. If you could go anywhere and do anything without any consequences... What would it be? 5-paragraph essay is acceptable. i had a flashback to the GRE and panicked and didn't respond. then his profile said he likes someone who doesn't get stressed out too much, which at this point in my life, he would run from me. next....
Jim in Columbia, SC started my day next. put a big X on that one, columbia? really? desperate? goodgui824 winked at me a couple of days ago, then im-ed me this morning, i didn't respond, he asked if i was there. i haven't responded yet you gui so leave it. who spells guy gui anyway? match.com has im. it's too much!
and winking is lame, if a guy has to wink and then expect me to email him, automatic X. grow a set and send me an email first. like i said, no success stories will be posted, however, i am having fun doing this.
For the record I spelled serendipitous right the first time.
Thursday, I went to Perimeter College, where in just over 1 week I will finally be starting the process of going back to school!!! I had to go over there to take care of some incompetence b/c I swear the people there don't know their heads from their asses. Case in point, I was filling out the appropriate financial aid forms that they never told me I needed and the "adviser" finds an error. Oh yeah, they dropped me from the two classes that I registered and paid for over a month ago. With no notice! There was no "by the way, you aren't signed up anymore" nothing! THEY NEVER EVEN NOTIFIED ME! How incompetent is that??? And to top if off, NO ONE had ever seen the error message before. Seriously? So I tried to remain calm with the financial aid woman and practically stomped down to the "advising" office to find out WTF!
I'm given the new "adviser" who doesn't know the system at all, and after many anticipated minutes of waiting for him to finally print out the piece of paper that told me nothing, he informs me that the classes I had been signed up for would NOT help me get into PT school. Needless to say, I can call everyone who previously "helped" me INCOMPETENT. Idiots! I can't tell you how many times I had to explain I was taking science classes to go to Physical Therapy School and no one thought to process this apparently.
Here's the serendipitous part, b/c every cloud has a silver lining, the "adviser" sends me down to the Head of the Science Department. She tells me that he is right and that those classes would be worthless. So, she proceeds to sign me up for Pre-calculus (I tried and clearly failed at avoiding this one) and an advanced Biology. All of that said, basically, I really feel like this just shows how much more in control God is than me! I mean, to be randomly dropped from wrong classes and then put on the right track. It was a pain in the butt, but totally worth it. What if I had paid out of state tuition and busted my ass for 2 classes that wouldn't even count or transfer?? Not cool. But God stepped in and gave me my serendipitous moment. I love those!
June 8th, I will be walking in to Biology with a Lab and June 9th walking into Pre-Calculus and starting my journey of being a Doctorate of Physical Therapy. Did you read that right? B/c it said DOCTORATE OF PHYSICAL THERAPY. Who knew I would go from a silly bachelor of science (BS - get it?) degree to something in the medical profession? Crazy! Of course I actually have to be accepted to a program, but I'm know this is what God has called me to do, so here I go! I'm actually doing this!
Let me say that I did not write this, I just feel this way, and it's comforting to know that I'm not the only one.
Being 20-something... They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are going back to school and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.
Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life.
You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but they love someone else.
You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender! In conclusion, with the words of Annie Dillard, "If we listened to our intellect, we'd never have a love affair. We'd never have a friendship. We'd never go into business, because we'd be too cynical. Well, that's nonsense. You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down."
I can’t explain the number of things that go through my head minute-by-minute.It’s really quite loud, so loud that I sometimes have to sit in silence, which ends up not being silent at all, but allows me to hear myself think.Usually it’s trivial things, like what I want to eat, what I want to wear, an argument with myself about whether I should run or sleep, put up laundry or not.The problem with thinking so much is sometimes I do stupid things like sleep over running and leaving my laundry to sit in a pile another day.Sometimes when the thoughts become more serious I begin writing in my journal.
Let me explain my journal.I bought it with lofty goals of it one day being published into a magnificent memoir where people would read it over coffee, talk about it with their friends, rave about it in the NY Times, etc. (one of my life goals is to publish a book, but probably a “See Spot Run” book). But what it became is the place where I cry out to God, where I make life decisions, where I list goals and lament pain.So in reality it’s just a mess, such a mess I am often embarrassed by what I’ve written and find it far from being worth a book review.Au contraire, it should be burned once I’ve dotted the last period on the last page.I don’t want anyone to read it, such an action may lead me to be committed to a mental institution.But it’s become a necessary part of my life to write down what I’m thinking, like I said, there were big decisions made on those pages.
But I digress, on to the point of this entry, I’ve just been commissioned to teach a young boy of 12 how to write, to get thoughts out of his head onto paper.And while I want to help him, I have to wonder am I equipped for such an important task?I am being asked to shape this kid’s writing future!How do I teach someone how to write his thoughts coherently when I often write serious gibberish?I wasn’t forced into this commission by any means; it’s an excellent challenge for me, much more so than making coffee. I just hope he learns something and will thank me in the opening lines of his own memoir that will undoubtedly be much more spectacular than my first attempt.
I've been thinking about this a lot, I guess I'm a slow applier, b/c I've always heard this, just never felt like I got it in my life.
Let me explain...
I've been really happy, no, more like joyful, only to be explained as divine contentment. Just really excited about how God is working in my life and at peace knowing he's got it under control and I'm letting him. But as I love my life I can't help but think of the verse Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it. (Matt. 10:39) I've been questioning how I can love my life, but not love my life.
This past week has been weird, I've kind of been emotionless, not happy, not sad, not mad, just blah, which is uncharacteristic of me, I usually wear my emotions on my sleeve and I have no real reason to be unhappy, as I said before things are fabulous.
Last night, it hit me, I think we go through highs (loving the life we are living) and lows (nothing is satisfying) b/c nothing in this this world can really satisfy us. We weren't created for this world and we were created to worship God. So when I'm unhappy or emotionless maybe it's because I'm not worshiping God enough or maybe it's because I won't be happy until I'm in heaven with my Father.
I think it's good I'm a little emotionless, maybe even a little unhappy, that means I'm not so attached to the things of this world or I should say becoming less attached and less fulfilled. I'm realizing I wasn't created for this world and will never be fully happy until I'm out of this world. Don't get me wrong, I'm still pulling for the dream job, dream house beneath the mountains and a little convertible, but I think I'm just realizing that those are things that I can be blessed with and be happy without, but their importance is less relevant.
but i'm going to go for it anyway. disclaimer, i am in no way tooting my own horn by saying the following statements and i do have a point, you can read the post from April 11th to be sure as i still feel like that most days.
also, this post has 2 points and in my mind they tie together.
first, let me say that women like exclusivity. i've never experienced said exclusivity, seems like guys just like to stare, yell, honk, blow kisses and toss cheesy pick up lines at me. all highly entertaining i might add, thanks for making my day by making a fool of yourself random guy. all this to say that none of that is flattering to me, it means nothing unless there is some commitment made. i'm definitely NOT saying i want one of the random guys to commit to me, i'm just saying it is all meaningless.
so yesterday i was driving along and within a 5 minute gap i had some sleazy looking man stare me down and then, this is classic, an even sleazier looking guy blows me a kiss as he's driving by. seriously?
that was the part you can laugh at. this is the part you can think about.
i don't think this is a revolutionary idea, just a reflection. i think the way i feel and any other woman is much the way God feels when we don't give him exclusivity. God wants to exclusively be the only one we delight ourselves in. too often i know that i throw my love around to different things, running, friends, work, success, etc. and then God fits in there somehow rather than being the start of my day, the purpose of my day and the only thing that ultimately matters in my life.
(Psa 37:4-6) Delight yourself also in the LORD
it's no wonder Christ compares his love for the church to marriage.
i don't know why i related the two, sleazy men flirting with me to Christ's love and desire to be exlcusivly loved by me, but i just went there.
and i find an additional job!! yay! I don't really know why it took 5 months to find a part time job. perhaps what is to follow is why? i have gotten used to this whole being my own boss, so stepping back into an office will be tough! but i'm so thankful i found something! i'll be able to pay all my bills for the first time all year!
i'll be working at http://www.pdaconsultants.com/ doing admin stuff, I'm not going to attempt to explain what I'll be doing, I'm not entirely sure, but if you know much about Excel, please tell me, I'll probably need to call you from under my desk for help b/c I took this test yesterday and wow, i know nothing.
It's just a temp job until the end of June, but it pays better than retail and it's a block from my house.
But the SWEET part is this: I applied for a job with the Junior League of Raleigh. The position is for a par time Development Coordinator (which i know means nothing to 99.9% of you reading this), but it's in the fundraising sector. I work part time with the best fundraising consultant in the city. And It probably wouldn't start until the beginning of July...you can see where this is going.....this would be PERFECT!
So I'm praying REALLY hard that I'll get this. B/c it would all come together and make a little more sense.
"Be great at the wait. Be patient - the ability to persevere is what separates whiners from winners."
I've been really frustrated this week about my job situation. I thought things were going well, I had a lot of leads, but they were all in these really boring places doing mind numbing work. I began to accept my fate as an admin assistant, but my heart certainly wasn't there. And through that process began to really question God, "Hello God, why can't I find a job? And will I be forced to work somewhere doing something I hate?" I was growing impatient and discouraged. (by the way, I got an email yesterday for a part time (!) job with a nonprofit doing fundraising (hello, I work with one of the best nonprofit fundraisers around!) Please pray that I get this one!!
So here I am at 4:30 Saturday morning telling you what God just told me (funny the times he picks).
Again, Oswald Chambers pulls me through a "crisis" from My Utmost for His Highest.
"But if we stay true to God, God will take us through an ordeal that will serve to bring us into a better knowledge of Himself."(April 26) I hate it when I find myself questioning God, He always comes back with something like this and I feel foolish, when will I learn?
"As for God, his way is perfect: the word of the LORD is flawless. He is a shield for all who take refuge in him." (Ps. 18:30)
It gets better..."When we realize how feeble we are in facing difficulties, the difficulties become like giants, we become like grasshoppers and God seems to be nonexistent."(June 5)
BUT God has said, "Never will I leave you: never will I forsake you." (Heb. 13:5) Hello Kate, he takes care of the birds and the flowers, why would he not take care of you?
"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do no see." (Heb. 11:1)
Needless to say, I am comforted by the words of God, I've dusted myself off from the lies of Satan and I'm ready to continue on this journey of semi-joblessness until God provides the right thing for me and I don't think it will be doing something I hate since I still feel like I jumped when everyone else probably thought it wasn't safe to jump.
My Utmost for His Highest has to be one of the most challenging books I've encountered. It's great though. Summer 2005, I lived in NC before I moved here in January 2006, in a cabin in the woods, alone, and I read My Utmost every morning and I just learned and grew so much that summer, it was probably the best thing that happened to me, but that's a story for another post.
So I decided to pick it back up this week after seeing a friend reading it and remembering how useful it had been to me before. I just did some flipping, decided to not follow the dates today and landed on February 16, entitled The Inspiration of Spiritual Initiative. This one is just so good and applicable, I just have to share it.
I'm pretty much going to type out the whole thing here, it's pretty self-explanatory, so I don't have too much to interject.
"Arise from the dead..." (Eph. 5:14)Not all initiative, the willingness to take the first step, is inspired by God. Someone may say to you, "Get up and get going! Take your reluctance by the throat and throw it overboard -just do what needs to be done!" That is what we mean by ordinary human initiative. But when the Spirit of God comes to us and says, in effect, "Get up and get going," suddenly we find that initiative is inspired.We all have many dreams and aspirations when we are young, but sooner or later we realize we have no power to accomplish them. We cannot do the things we long to do, so our tendency is to think of our dreams and aspirations as dead. But God comes and says to us, "Arise from the dead...." When God sends His inspiration, it comes to use with such miraculous power that we are able to "arise from the dead" and do the impossible. The remarkable thing about spiritual initiative is that the life and power comes after we "get up and get going." God does not give us overcoming life - he gives us life as we overcome. When the inspiration of God comes, and He says. "Arise from the dead...," we have to get ourselves up; God will not lift us up. Our Lord said to the man with the withered hand, "Stretch out your hand" (Matt. 12:13). As soon as the man did so, his hand was healed. But he had to take the initiative. If we will take the initiative to overcome, we will find that we have the inspiration of God, because He immediately gives us the power of life.
I guess this rings true with me b/c after quitting my job and stepping into the unknown, I truly was dead in my job b/c it wasn't my passion and now that I took the initiative and I am following my passion, I have His inspiration and I really do have life as I am overcoming.
AND! With the celebration of Easter last week and the hope that comes from the tomb, knowing that God/Christ is only capable of rising from the dead, then it would only make sense that only He can tell us to "Arise from the dead..." and give us life through spiritual initiative.
....i'll try to do better for my faithfulchrissextonreaders.
so a lot has been going on, if i blogged all of my thoughts, well, at least people would have something to read.
i downloaded this song from apple's free downloads of the week and since i can't articulate my feelings well, i let songs do it, here are some of the lyrics. i'm just going to be vulnerable with this one, but it's something i've been dealing with a lot lately. here goes...
She loves her mama's lemonade, Hates the sounds that goodbyes make. She prays one day she'll find someone to need her. She swears that there's no difference, Between the lies and complements. It's all the same if everybody leaves her.
And every magazine tells her she's not good enough, The pictures that she sees make her cry.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her. Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster, And she needs someone to take her home.
She's giving boys what they want, tries to act so nonchalant, Afraid they'll see that she's lost her direction. She never stays the same for long, Assuming that she'll get it wrong. Perfect only in her imperfection.
She's not a drama queen, She doesn't want to feel this way
Cuz she's just the way she is, but no ones told her that's ok.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her. Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster,
I really feel like this. i think most girls do, but i'm really struggling with loving myself. and loving oneself is very different from being selfish. i've always felt this way, but i'm finally letting myself admit to myself that i don't love myself...are you following me?
i don't think i'll ever find someone until i can finally love the me God created. sometimes i think that no one will ever love me b/c of all the reasons i don't love myself, but how can i ever let someone else love me if i don't love myself? whew, that was a tongue twister! just something i've been thinking a lot about lately.
location: whole foods, wade avenue, raleigh, nc time: approximately 5:00 p.m. subject: hot man, approximately my age, possibly single, did i mention hot?
ok, so i've known this for a while, i need to get over this soon, sooner than later actually, i have a phobia of hot men, yes, it's true. i'm very, very intimidated by them. i mean, why would the hot man like me and what are the chances said hot man is single (they never are).
i'm browsing the aisles of an especially crowded whole foods when i spot him, mr. hotness himself. he turns around and looks at me and i avoid eye contact! i can't even smile at him! what is my problem?! i have a very serious problem...very serious.
i see mr. hotness several more times, still can't smile at him and can barely look at him. however, i did stare him down while standing in line. he was just so hot and seemed so nice. as i stared at him, i realized he looked familiar, but i couldn't quite place him, until i checked out the magazine stand and who was on the cover of some magazine? his twin, matthew fox.
this picture is kind of mean considering, but it's still hilarious
monday morning i was driving home from a friend's house on georgia 316 (only the worst road ever, there is a traffic light at every crossroads and you typically get each one) where the speed limit is 65, meaning i'm going to drive 75. so i'm driving along and look down and whoa, i'm going 75 and think maybe i should slow down (remember those traffic lights?) and i get down to 70 and hello, 3, count them THREE cops, but i think, "oh i'm ok, i'm only going 5 over." well apparently that was too fast and i get PULLED over! holy crap, i'm 9 hours into 2007 and i'm getting pulled over!
so the cop comes to my window and asks me where i'm going in such a hurry (69) and i ask him what the speed limit was, b/c seriously? and APPARENTLY the speed limit changed to 55 somewhere up the road...YIKES!
he then asks me if he gives me a warning will i slow down...."yes sir!"
i still have to give him my license and he asks if the address (georgia address) is my current address and b/c i CANNOT LIE i say yes and then volunteer that i don't live there anymore! SERIOUSLY!?
so i get a warning for speeding AND for not changing my address.
at least it was a warning. happy 2007 to me! maybe my "luck" will hold out!
patience: bearing pains or trials calmly or without complaint
i have a hard time with this one. in this technology age when i can get pretty much everything i want immediately, waiting is just too hard.
there are several things in my life i am waiting on, so close, yet so, so far away. i have a feeling this next stage in my life will be a period of growth in patience and trust. i hope i'm up for the challenge, i guess i'll have to be b/c my whole life is hanging in a suspension that is out of my reach, i can't control it.
The end of a matter is better than its beginning, and patience is better than pride. Ecclesiastes 7:8
**speaking of patience, my computer won't allow me to post a picture, so before i lose said patience i'm going to post this thing and be done with it.
me at age 3 or 4 i guess at my grandparent's house. my cousin found it and thought it would be fun to bring it to work to show everyone. then leo (bestest coworker friend who likes to make fun of me at every opportunity) thought it was most necessary to scan it, i look forward to seeing what he does to it. he also said i had an evil grin. and yes, those are pound puppies, i have 2 in my hand, you just can't see them b/c they are black! oh to be a kid again!
I think this is in a previous post, but it fits and I love toothpaste for dinner it makes me laugh.
I have nothing profound to say, not that i often have profound things to say...i wish i did.
The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song.Ps. 28:7
i am just so excited about my life...God is so good and i can't help but praise him even though i have no idea what is going to happen next...i love it!
what is up with this weather? it's nice and all, but not for december. it doesn't even feel like christmas is next week. i'm kind of ready to bundle up for once. a couple of weeks ago, with temperatures in the 30s and 40s was glorious. even the alps are having snow troubles.
bring on the cold! (and bring on friday too, i can't take this much longer)
i'm fairly certain i had an outfit like that when i was 3 or 4, but this isn't me. that hair is fabulous though!
Maybe I'll document every single last day of my last week at work. I am super bored.
one of my favorite websites to waste time on: www.foundmagazine.com.
it will make you look at trash on the ground in a whole new way. since discovering this website, i have found some interesting things, such as a balled, slightly ripped ticket to a man for public drunkeness. i can't imagine he paid it since i found it. it was clear from the way it was wadded up that he wasn't too happy about it either. ha!
finals! no more panic attacks, sleepless nights, information overload, short-term memory loss. i don't miss any of it.
well, now that i think about it, i do miss study sessions such as these. these are some friends of mine still lucky (i say that loosely) enough to have finals (L to R: Aubry, best bear hugger EVER, Rebecca - who is often quoted on my wall, and gerry, who lives in a trailer and is married). they are in the SLC (Student Learning Center for you North Carolina people) and i'm sure there was much fun and little studying. i do miss that, but that's the only part.
