Do you speak Michellese? It's a very weird language full of words with different meanings, large words that are quite verbose and that people don't expect to be part of it, and general modification of word tenses. Who says it can't get nervous somewhere?
Anyway, that's not what I wanted to write about... I wanted to talk about the fact that I am a nervous person, that it is, in fact, getting a bit nervous in here.
It's not that I'm nervous like one of those jumpy people that are constantly twitching I'm just at a point in my life where I'm nervous about a lot of things.
For instance, my life. Let me explain... I am not a lucky person... and I'm really okay with that. I truly believe that God gives you one of two traits when it comes to luck either you're lucky or you're blessed with the ability to laugh at your unluckiness. I was thinking about going through my friends to list a few examples... but I think that might lead to more drama then I currently want in my life, so just know that there are 2 camps... and you're in one or the other.
So anyway, I have come to terms with this unluckiness... I think that happened in 6th grade when I was roller skating, like all good 6th graders do, and my skate manages to find the one little lip in the wood floor. The next thing I know an old man in spandex shorts (sooo not okay) is rubbing my head. When that happens to you at a young age you realize that you're not destined to have an easy life.
Anyway I'm happy with it, I laugh a lot and my friends get a nice chuckle out of my misadventures... which I really need to start posting here more. So I've come to terms right? Well here's the problem with it- right now I feel incredibly lucky so I'm nervous. Here's why I feel lucky, and in turn nervous.
I've found it's easy to be optimistic for others... but for my life I guess the cup is always half empty. I'm trying to not think that things will crumble now and being positive... but really spandex shorts seem to haunt me and tell me otherwise.
Anyway, that's not what I wanted to write about... I wanted to talk about the fact that I am a nervous person, that it is, in fact, getting a bit nervous in here.
It's not that I'm nervous like one of those jumpy people that are constantly twitching I'm just at a point in my life where I'm nervous about a lot of things.
For instance, my life. Let me explain... I am not a lucky person... and I'm really okay with that. I truly believe that God gives you one of two traits when it comes to luck either you're lucky or you're blessed with the ability to laugh at your unluckiness. I was thinking about going through my friends to list a few examples... but I think that might lead to more drama then I currently want in my life, so just know that there are 2 camps... and you're in one or the other.
So anyway, I have come to terms with this unluckiness... I think that happened in 6th grade when I was roller skating, like all good 6th graders do, and my skate manages to find the one little lip in the wood floor. The next thing I know an old man in spandex shorts (sooo not okay) is rubbing my head. When that happens to you at a young age you realize that you're not destined to have an easy life.
Anyway I'm happy with it, I laugh a lot and my friends get a nice chuckle out of my misadventures... which I really need to start posting here more. So I've come to terms right? Well here's the problem with it- right now I feel incredibly lucky so I'm nervous. Here's why I feel lucky, and in turn nervous.
- I have more money than I can spend in a week currently- it's been a very long while since I could say that
- I have a great job with a great title, with a great paycheck, with a great boss, with a great company
- I currently have a very cute boy in my life that I get to kiss pretty much whenever I want (that's the end of the mushy I promise)
- I love the ward I'm in and the calling I have in said ward
- I have a great network of friends that are always there for me
- I'm not currently injured or sick
- I get a lot of Facebook comments, which we all know means that I'm cool!
- I am invited to do more things than I have time for (other proof I'm cool)
- I'm losing weight and it hasn't been this giant struggle
I've found it's easy to be optimistic for others... but for my life I guess the cup is always half empty. I'm trying to not think that things will crumble now and being positive... but really spandex shorts seem to haunt me and tell me otherwise.
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