One of those days

When you are sitting there enjoying your Cream of Wheat and your nose is suddenly a fountain of blood and you cover your favorite bacon shirt in your own blood and you don't even realize anything is happening for a few seconds. Then you realize it will be one of those days where everything is just going wrong and you have no control of it.

I'm just really tired.

I realized that my blog is kind of suckish because I am blogging in a very not-other-people-understanding type of way. So here is something better. I have been working and stuff all summer. And I realized something: my summer will not be a vacation. Really, I think I will be just as tired every day for the rest of the summer as I will during the school year. Which kind of sucks. But I am just really tired, so I hope I can feel better later.

Greatness

All you should watch is from 1:55 on.


I have recently been contemplating what makes a great man. I think I figured it out. A great man is he who does what he needs in order to succeed, but in a way that will help (or at least not hurt) other people.
My good friend, Josh, recently had a testing experience. He had received a very revealing piece of evidence to show the true nature of one of his enemies' character. He had recently gotten the upper hand on this person and it would have been very reasonable to share this information, thus crushing the enemy beneath him on his rise to the victor's cup. As Winston Churchhill once said, "Great and good are seldom the same man." I would like to add to what he says. Great and good are seldom the same man, but when it happens a legend is born. Well Josh is a legend.
Greatness is not a mean, it is an end. Some say to be great is to be misunderstood and I agree with that to a point. But true, Christlike greatness cannot be misunderstood, because all men know what it is: complete and utter righteousness.
So like Josh, or Malcolm Reynolds, or Benny "The Jet" Rodriguez, we must strive to be. Because greatness, true greatness, makes legends. And that is pretty legen(wait for it)dary. Legendary.

"What a catch."

I don't think I have told you this, but I have a great friend that I just started to really get to know. We have become friends this summer. Her name is Nicole Tucker. She is great.

Today was a bummer day. Sentenced to paying for my own lunch because my mom found out I had money followed by tool running (getting tools for my dad while he fixes cars (which happens to be a lifelong activity for me)) and then the dreadful, "How does your room look right now?" Cleaning for hours was bad enough, mixed with washing a dirty car, but finally it was the evening and I could hang out with someone. 

Psych. Everyone was busy. Literally everyone I talked to had something they were doing that they couldn't include me in. A date. Family time. Girl's night (and if I get so much as one sarcastic comment regarding my ability to attend such social gatherings, I will kill the commentator). I was stuck at home on one of those nights where home is the last place you want to be. 

Confined to my lazy chair on my front lawn, watching Homestar Runner videos on YouTube (what does this mean?), with the night approaching 10:00 PM, I knew that there was little hope to salvage my evening. How wrong I was.

Nicole, the friend I mentioned earlier, back from her date that started at 5:00 (who does that?), asked me if I wanted to accompany her to Men In Black III. I readily accepted her merciful offer. 

We got to the theater and the people we were with had a hard time discussing logistics. I then realized that our evening may not be spent at the theater. Of course, that caused me to jump in line to get popcorn (I love theater corn, any way I can get it). After placing my order for the smallest corn, the smallest drink, and the smallest Swedish Fish, I was made aware that we were indeed seeing MIBIII. 

Cue Nicole joining me. I had just pulled out my wallet to pay for my refreshments when she says, "Do you want to make this a date so I don't have to pay?"

Some people. I said yes, of course, and paid an extra $3.50 for her ticket. I made her laugh every two seconds, so you can understand why our friendship is so great. The movie was very impractical, but that's beside the point. It was a great night. One of the best I have had in a while.

One more thing. One of the most legen(wait for it)dary things that has ever happened to me happened tonight. No, I am still VL. Yes, I was complimented on my good looks, but that was not momentous. No, I did not kill a man. Stop guessing and let me speak. I found out someone hates me. Because I don't slander, I will not reveal the name in a public area such as this. It was literally one of the moments of my life when I found out. All my guilt and any sentiment I had for being a jerk was wiped clean when I realized this person was just as guilty, if not more so, as me. 

For months (seriously, months) I felt as I would imagine a conspiracy theorist feels: There is a huge lie and everyone believes it besides me. It got to a point where I almost believed the lie. It got to a point where I looked at my own perspective as saw that I had been biased and unruly in my judgement. I never gave in all the way. The world had me convinced that at least a portion of my mind was that of the bad guy.

Then I was informed that what I didn't abandon for the security of falsehood turned out to be the truth. And even though a majority of the world still bought into it, a few people saw the light. But I still was convinced that the other person, the one who hates me(:)) was the better person. That they didn't dislike me for the very valid and fair reasons that I couldn't stand them for. But then from their own words I realized that I was right. I was not crazy. I was the good guy the whole time. Not a bad guy at all.

So when I say that finding out someone hating me is legen(wait for it)dary, realize that it literally was one of the best things that could ever happen to me. I think I will sleep guilt free for the first time since last October. 

I am not as boring as it seems

If you are still reading this, I seem pretty boring. Mostly work. But I do other stuff, too. And I will blog about each in turn. Here is the blog post line-up for the next while:

• Scout Camp 2012
• Lagoon
• Strawberry Days
• Hike with Maren, Trevor and Nicole/Date with Maren
• The Trek
• The Amazing Spiderman midnight premiere
• The Dark Knight Rises midnight premiere
• My new laptop
• On Campus

So you guys should be getting pretty pumped, because I am already. That last sentence is what happens when my fingers keep typing and my brain goes to sleep: madness.