With just over 100 posts under my belt, I would consider this to have been a very welcoming introduction to online blogging. You guys have been great, especially for the month of February.
The evolution of this site has been pretty surreal. Originally I had so much clutter in my mind and no one to talk to about any of it. I used this website to express what was in my head so that maybe I could get it off my mind. It worked. I have had some incredible highs and lows over the last six months, but it’s time to be moving on.
It is far from perfect, but I don’t see my world as broken anymore. That time in my life has slowly dissolved and now I have a new goal, a new perspective on my life and the world around me. You can see the gradual change in my writing if you look back at my early work, and compared it to the more recent entries.
Instead of ranting about social circumstances that I didn’t understand, or making pleas to society about what we need to do to make life around us better, I started writing about actual hard-news… television reviews… I started being that which I am learning to be… a journalist.
It’s time for me to move on from The World is Broken, but alas this isn’t really something that the diehards should need to be mournful about, I am not getting out of this community. I will still be posting regularly on WordPress.. the only difference is that it will be posted to my own web-space, and I will be accompanied with a couple of other of my colleagues.
Yes, that is correct. The World Is Broken has run its course, but I will be leaving everything here in case you get nostalgic and want to check it out in the future.. but I’m more my digital residence elsewhere.
Myself, and these two colleagues that will be accompanying me will be coming together to forge a new website where we can talk about what we deem to be necessary to talk about.
Myself.. Devin Lee – a.k.a ShallopNewf
Kathryn Augot – a.k.a Aimiaiko
Mandy Poole – a.k.a Travelling Infinity
are going to be the writing team behind a new website called, “Scratching The Surface”.
Kathryn and I will be completing our journalism program in April, so although this is the end of our tenure here at the College of the North Atlantic… we are merely Scratching The Surface of our careers. Mandy Poole is a first year student that shows incredible promise and I can only imagine what is going to come from her.
Truth be told when I came up with the idea for Scratching The Surface and knew that I would be recruiting two people to write with me, I wanted Mandy on board because at least then even if I fail in my potential career I can take credit for being a part of her journalism career early on, because she will be someone significant in the future, I’m sure of it.
Anyway, the website is going to be up.. hopefully by Monday. No promises on that though.
Stay tuned folks, I’ll be putting the link up to the site here once it is done, and hopefully you’ll all come along with this move.
Thanks for all the support guys, the count to date is over 2,500 views, I never imagined I would break 200.
See you soon.
For those of you that do not follow football, and are not en route to a pub to prime for the big game, I have this to say this morning. There are far too many males in particular but this applies to the female population as well, that does not understand the simple idea of, “No.”
There are two examples that I can think of right now who apply to this critique and unfortunately it is guys like them that ruin things for the rest of us. When a girl tells you that she isn’t interested, or that you creep her out, or you’re being a dick… that is not a sign that she’s playing hard to get, it is her desperate plea for you to move on to your next obsession.
The reason I decided to rant about this so early in the morning is because I think that I’m actually drifting away from someone close due to this mindset. I know of at least one guy that recently wouldn’t take no for an answer and became pretty annoying. This is a girl that I did develop a connection with…. but I’m pretty sure she thinks that I’m the same way. There was one night when I did inform her that a big regret I had in recent months was not giving a chance to see where we could go because I’m pretty sure she was ready for something like that a while ago but alas I was not… now the roles are reversed, she just finished with something that ended fairly bitterly and she isn’t ready.
I want to just say, “I’m not like that previous gentleman that wouldn’t let up, I am well aware that nothing is going to happen and it really is of little consequence to me.” The worst part is that we were actually pretty good friends, but ever since a drunken mis-step on my part, things feel awkward and the conversations seemed forced… the vibe I get from her is kind of like someone who is trying to be polite by just responding to someone else instead of just telling them to “eff off.”
So this is a public service announcement for anyone that fits this description. Constant pressure and cheesy compliments are not the way to a girl’s heart, especially if she’s already told you to back off. There is a HUGE difference between someone who isn’t interested and someone playing hard to get. Just because she said no, does NOT necessarily mean she wants you to pursue her (although I do know women that actually do that.)
When you have these guys that can’t accept rejection, who assure the girl “Oh it’s okay, we can hang as friends.” … and then they try to make a move again even after its been long-established that she doesn’t want it.. you give a terrible and long-lasting impression of the gender as a whole. If I was to ask someone out, and they said no and there wasn’t a hint of any kind of feel at all, I move on from that idea but most likely if I was interested in the first place you’re pretty cool so I’m still going to try to be friends with you… alas I don’t think in this case it’ll work, I think the damage has been done and our friendship is not going to be the same anymore. I’ve been lumped into a category of the ever-persistent idiots, and there is nothing that can really be done about it.
To the unrelenting guys, just let it go.. really. You’re giving us all a bad name. And girls? If a guy asks you out, and you say no, that does not mean he’s going to go nuts and keep trying to get with you. If he legitimately feels like you have no interest, he just might be mature enough to still respectful of that…
Let’s rewind, thousands of years ago before the birth of modern technology… hell before any technology existed that wasn’t crafted by stone or bone. As prehistoric men and women we were able to brave the elements and survive without fire, without electricity, without any of the “necessities” that most people claim in present day. Give our ancestors a cave and a large stick and they were able to take care of themselves.
We look at our age and marvel at the advances we have made as a species. The new medical technology and exploration we have undertaken makes a lot of us feel like we have evolved ever so far from our predecessors but when you look at the news and find out about people who have gone missing in the snow or lost in the woods, more often than not we hear about a body discovered days, weeks, sometimes months later.
This may be a bit of a sore topic for a number of people who I know because of the recent incident with Jason Matchem, the 26-year-old snowmobiler that was missing until recently when officials found his body. Of course after the autopsy it discovered that he died due to many injuries when he hit a utility pole, so it’s not exactly the same.
This thought came into my head as my twitter updated with a story from VOCM, Man Survives Night Outdoors, I was reading this story and was fascinated by the foresight that this Labrador man had to make sure he had the proper gear to survive a night with the elements. This is truly a remarkable story because as I mentioned earlier a lot of the time when you hear about someone going missing it is because they are lost and will usually be found dead due to exposure or they already passed away somewhere. It is not as common as it should be to hear stories like this.
Hell I mean, it made the news so clearly this behavior is not the norm. This is the part where I stopped myself for a moment and pondered. “Wait a minute… Why is this news?” Really when you think about it, we should lower our heads in shame on behalf of the human race at this fact. A man is missing merely overnight, and doesn’t die because he was prepared. This is an uncommon story…
We went from the ability to life off of absolutely nothing, to being absolutely amazed that someone was able to survive a night away from his home without the aid of a log-cabin. This is slightly embarrassing. Kudos to the man because he ensured his survival, but really is this not something that we should all be doing anyway. When we leave for long excursions on ski-doo, shouldn’t we have some kind of back up plan in case of mechanical trouble, injury, or some other circumstance that will leave us vulnerable to the harsh elements?
We have evolved into such superior beings, and improved our living conditions so well and yet surviving a night without our technology is considering remarkable.
Don’t get me wrong, this is not a public cry to return to the days were we would have to dig holes in the ground, laying leaves over the top to give us shelter. That would just be foolish… but if we are so improved by our newly developed intellect and the toys we’ve come to love then how come it isn’t more common that we are actually prepared for our worst case scenarios? If you’re going hunting, why not take every precaution you can muster in the event you get stranded or lost? If you’re going ice fishing, why not bring a medical kit and a thermal blanket in case someone does fall in?
Surviving the night in the great outdoors should be business as usual, not newsworthy material (no matter how slow the news day)
The biggest night in the film industry is upon us ladies and gentlemen. Are you as pumped as I am? … well if you have a pulse you probably are. I am not one to get overly excited for Oscar night. However I think this time around I am going to take a different approach. I’m going to channel the inner journalist that I have recently discovered within me and I’m going to pretend like my opinion is something that people actually hold dear.
If you are anything like me then it is entirely possible that you have absolutely no idea who is nominated for what award. Hell at the time I am writing this I still don’t actually know what movies are up for what awards, but I assure you that the next time I write about the Oscars here, it will be after I completed my next little undertaking.
That’s right, I am going to follow up my Big Bang Theory & my Glee reviews by sitting down over the next few weeks and watch every individual movie that is nominated for the major awards, and then I will complete an entry for what movie I would vote for, as well as try to predict what movie will actually take the honors.
There is going to be a LOT of movie watching in my future. I’ve seen a bunch of the frequent nominees and I am not going to dive into the foreign films and lesser reknown categories. However watching this nominee list I see that in the near future I am going to have to sit down and watch a fair number of movies.
The King’s Speech Inception
The Kids Are Alright The Social Network Toy Story 3
How To Train Your Dragon
and I’m going to be checking out Biutiful, which I am going to watch simply for John Winches… err I mean Javier Bardem.
Anyway, I put the movies that I have already seen in Bold, as you can see this is going to require some man hours to be dedicated to the cause. Here I go again. Lots of movie nights coming in my near future, only 30 days remaining until the Oscars.
A year is not a very small quantity of time. It consists of 365.4 Days. This entry is one that I knew I was going to write, and yet feeling the daunting task of trying to sum up the last 8769.6 hours of my life into one entry is very overwhelming. It could very well become a two-parter, which will be a first time for me. There are so many observations I want to make, involving the people who have shaped this year, the new relations that I have discovered and the old friends that I no longer have that connection with. There are certain themes that have presented themselves to me over the year, certain trends that I have taken notice of… trends that have shaped my entire life to date. It is with a newfound clarity and understanding of my own core personality that I look towards 2011. So, without any further adieu, I present to you, the reader… my 2010.
The year didn’t start off all that strong. I spend the first few moments of 2010 sitting in Mark Lidstone’s basement playing a bunch of rented Rock Band-ish games with Candace and their clique. The night itself was rather enjoyable, especially considering that there was no drinking involved. The reason I say that it didn’t start strong is because I was still rather clueless as to what I was doing with my life. I just finished up my first semester of Journalism so it was clear that I was at least on the right track, but I was still pretty much a child. I was in a failing relationship even if I didn’t know it at the time, and my life had no direction. This ties me into my overall opinion of the year itself. For you see I believe that 2010 and 2011 are basically already established as the years in which I finally realize the potential that everyone has been talking about for 25 years.
Since I was a child I have been told and made to believe that my intelligence is profound, and that there really is not anything that I would find difficult if I applied myself. The issue is that up until the year 2010, I didn’t truly believe this because there is a fatal flaw with this observation. In order for me not to struggle with an objective, I need to apply myself to it and frankly I never put any effort into anything in my life up to this point. 2010 is the year that I looked back on my life and looked at the challenges that actually defeated me, and I realize that they were so simple… so easily conquered. They only got the better of me because I didn’t put in any sufficient effort to overcoming them. University courses were a breeze for me, and when I attended it was a cake walk… Making friends was no sweat at all, usually only requiring a conversation of more than 5 minutes before someone felt comfortable enough with me that all their most cherish secrets became something that they shared.
I’ve never had a proper challenge. There is a part of me that has always wondered that if I have all of this untapped potential, then how come everything I try always end up being an epic fail. 2010 is the epiphany year where I became enlightened that my problems were my own doing all along. There is no better evidence then how it ended, but I will get into that a little later.
Here’s the jist ladies and gents. Walking into to 2010 I was still the arrogant yet completely lacking in self-confidence child that I have always been. 2010 opened my eyes, it gave me a few glances at the man who I can become if only I tried. 2010 was the year that I grew up. I removed my child-like mentality and decided that it is finally time I started taking the responsibility for all the fuck-ups in my life.
2010 has been the year of Growth, where I see that need to step up, and indeed I started doing so. 2011 will be the year that redefine who I am and become the man who I was always supposed to be.
Sounds preachy doesn’t it? Sorry.
It’s true though, I’ve spent 25 years being a child and making excuses for everything that has gone wrong. Always saying, it’ll be better “next time”, I’ll do it right “next time”. I kept a defeated mindset through all challenges, therefore I was a failure long before the fat lady sang. 2010 changed that for me. Albeit yes, essentially this entry is another large proclamation that “next year will be better.” With 2010 coming to a close I’ve seen flashes of what I need to do, I’ve done things that defy all precedents for me. Instead of giving up, I fought. Instead of lingering, I acted.
This has been one of the hardest years of my life since the nightmare days in my second year of Grenfell, but looking back on it I am actually proud of most of my actions.
In March, I did something that caused a lot of pain. I’ve labeled myself as a villain to many for a long time because of an action, but do I look back at it and regret it? Not quite. There is a part of me that believes if the variables would’ve been different things may have ended differently, but looking back on what happened I have no shame in it. I broke up with my girlfriend, and it crushed her. I felt like a complete disgrace on humanity because even though she didn’t converse with me through this time, I still heard the tears. I saw the crying face every night in my dreams, most of the time causing sleepless nights. Just about every day I fought to maintain composure. Sometimes it would take so much energy to prevent myself from calling and asking for her back, that I couldn’t spare the willpower to fight back tears of my own. I never wanted to hurt anyone, I tried to build a lifetime of relieving people of pain not causing it.
However, I knew that I couldn’t pick up that phone. There’s no way I could get back with her because the way things were, we were two different people. As I said in a previous post, it was never a question of did I love her or not. That is something that will never change, but I refuse to risk having to put her through anything like that again and at the time there was no way I could see our relationship succeeding. We needed to grow, we needed to advance to the next stage in our lives, something that I DO believe happened to us both.
What the future holds for us, I do not know. But, although I was the bad guy, and I don’t think anyone will ever agree with this viewpoint, but I did the right thing. Both for myself, and for her. She is happily with a guy who from what I can tell provides her with all that I was not able to, and me.. well.. you’re reading this. So you know where I am with my life.
Academics. This is probably the most significant area in my life where I have always been told of my potential and yet I never realized it. There is nothing in school that ever challenged me and this year is no exception. I breeze through assignments and concepts as if they were trying to re-educate me that 2 + 2 = 4. Sometimes it floors me to see classmates struggling with certain concepts, but I’m not trying to make myself sound a lot more conceited than I actually am.
This year brought about a very oddly timed wake up call. You see I am not a stranger to failure. There are courses that I have failed in University, they were entirely due to the fact that I just didn’t show up to classes and in some cases I didn’t even show up to the final exam but, never the less I was numb. I felt bad because I know how devastating it was for my parents to understand how intelligent I am, and yet I’m not passing courses. It was most likely especially embarrassing for my mother who was a teacher and prides herself on the importance of education. Her child prodigy of a son was not passing some University courses… that was a crippling blow to her. Her expectations of me with a Masters making 6 figures a year was destroyed in those years and now she just aims for me to finish something and get a decent job. This does break my heart in a way, because she was right. I am quite capable of going to med school and excelling, I could be an attorney and be a success. The issue is that for all of my intelligence I just didn’t have the ambition. I was not looking ahead. This year I did five courses in my third semester of Journalism. Of the 5 courses in all five I left out a percentage. In three of them that percentage equals more than 30 percent of the course. Think about that for a moment. This means when we look at the averages of my class, when everyone is out of 100, I am out of 70.
The last two weeks of school, it crept on me and almost actually caused an anxiety attack. I was hitting my slacker stride and was about to throw in the towel yet again. I didn’t even believe that it was mathematically possible to pass some of these courses, or at the very least I would need 90+ on all my finals to succeed. That was it, I was done. There was something different though, I wasn’t comfortable with throwing in the towel. I did NOT want to be a failure again. There were some major assignments that required a near endless amount of work in order to get them done. Getting them done before deadline was near impossible, but I was faced with the task of needing to do well in them.
I was referred to counsel because of my lackluster attendance, and I met her. I even, for the first time out loud, expressed my opinion about how I truly feel there is no mathematical way to pull this off. After that meeting and a discussion, it was yet another example of a complete stranger that has been talking to me for no more than 10 minutes, being able to see my potential. She said herself, looking at the progress thus far and the marks required to even pass this semester, under normal circumstances she would just tell the student to leave and try it again in the new year, but I gave the impression I was capable. I could’ve pulled this off. Oddly enough, hearing this from a complete stranger did lift me and help me carry myself towards this semesters finish line. It was a grueling two weeks with minimal social contact, and even less sleep. But when it was all said and done, I did it. It was the greatest academic comeback I have ever achieved and I have no intention on slowing down.
My plan for 2011 is simple. As I said, it is finally time for this 25-year-old man, to start being the man he should have been 5 years ago. 2010 opened my eyes to what I need to do, and gave me the first examples of me living up to my potential. 2011 is the time when I show everyone else that this turnaround for me is not something temporary or to be taken lightly.
2011, I vow that I will be top of the class in the program. If I stay motivated, I apologize because this WILL sound arrogant, but there is no one in there that can come close to my performance if I actually decide to perform. 2011, I vow that with a few key exceptions, Alcohol will become something that I “used to” drink, this applies to McDonald’s, KFC and fast food in general. Soft Drinks are gone too. Actually the fast food and soft drinks have been gone now already, I haven’t drank soft drinks in a few weeks and I had fast food once in the month of December.
By December 31st, 2011. I will look in a mirror and for the first time in my life I will not be ashamed of the reflection. I am not going to see wasted opportunities and lost dreams… I am going to see realized potential. 2010, showed me this goal is reachable and for that I am thankful. Now it’s time to bring on 2011.
Part Two of this entry will be up later, probably by tomorrow. I have a feeling this is going to be a three parter.
Often it happens, we find ourself swamped and engulfed in all of life’s trivialities. Destructive thoughts begin to flutter in the inner most recesses of your brain, and all of a sudden you begin to slip. You lose control of your own life. Everyone has that one friend that they can turn to and spill their guts in times of confusion. That pillar of wisdom that seems to always be able to guide you in the right path to sanity. It makes me pose the question though, where do those people turn to?
I do believe I may have already written on this topic but another trip to this discussion is warranted, it is the dominant thought in my mind right now. The safe haven and the trusted faces have faded, and blended into obscurity. I don’t have the welcoming feeling anymore in places where I should be at home. I do not feel as though the people I have surrounded myself with recently are going to the be the type that is going to be any use finding clarity in my confusion.
Anyway, this is not the point of this entry. This is the December 3rd entry, and yes it has been posted before midnight. I did NOT miss my deadline yet. Of course leaving an entry just to boast that I made deadline would be a cop-out. So I’m going to write about something that came to me last night.
Last night, despite my better judgement I accompanied a friend to The Bar because this friend did not want to go alone. So I went, and among a few experiences that I’m sure will come up in a future entry at some point, I ran into a girl I knew. There were three of them there, and one of them was getting pretty close with this guy. Of course, the girl was incredibly drunk, and this guy was someone who was known to be shall-we-say not motivated by ethics or morals.
Sound The Alarms!!!
It was interesting to see this in action, it was very enlightening. Within moments I bore witness to the Mother Hen syndrome taking complete control of the other two girls. They instantly went into protection mode, the poor guy never stood a chance. Each time he was going to the dance floor and drag his little target away, one of the other two would immediately pull her back. The funny part about this is that the targeted girl just kept dancing throughout the whole thing… the alcohol had her almost completely oblivious to what was going on.
Wait a minute.. you DO know the Mother Hen right?
Well I don’t want anyone to have to admit that they never heard of it so I’ll just explain it nonetheless. The Mother Hen tactic is most commonly viewed when a guy tries to get in the middle of and interrupt a girls night out. Sorry pal, they just want to dance. It is very difficult because the other girls flock around their chick and made sure you end up being a failure.
As a guy I know I should detest the Mother Hen tactic, however seeing what I saw last night I was actually impressed by it and I was actually cheering them on. They did it amazingly. The end of the night involved some choice words and a proposition of “taking it outside.” Not that he was anything to fear, I just don’t really have the energy to waste on drunken idiots. Anyway, it was really quite a sight to see. Of course I found myself somewhat in protector mode, just sitting back and observing to make sure they didn’t get in under the heads and he didn’t do anything too stupid.
Thing is, I can’t understand why some people think they can get past this kind of defense. This guy must have come up like 9 times over 3 songs trying to dance with her only to be turned away by the group. He should have realized that there was no way in hell the girlfriends were going to let their friend go home with him. Why persist? Do you think drunk girl is going to stick up for you and leave them? Dude, really she is drunk enough to be dancing with a creep like you, there’s no way she’s going to be giving her girls any confrontation. By the time this night is over she’s going to want the bed… alone.
This tactic has been the almighty cock-block for as long as men have been trying to have sex with women. It’s truly a terribly enemy if you are opposing it, but when you on the outside just watching it actually is like watching the nature channel, seeing how insects operate with one another. It was educational.
Here’s some advice… if you reach double digits when counting how often you approach a girl only to be turned away by her friends, then she is NOT going to take you over them. If you really like her, try here again when she’s sober… if you just want to get laid, look around that is not very difficult to find.
Anyway, this is short-ish, and not overly insightful. It is more about the hilarity the ensued last night. Even though the humor only really works if you were there… Okay, so I forced out this entry in order to meet my mandate of at least one entry per day for the month of December. I’ve got some ideas floating around this head of mine, I’m sure tomorrow will be a better read.
– If you guys have any idea for something I could write about, anything at all, don’t hesitate to comment or send me a message.
It’s December 2nd. Therefore, time for another entry. 2 of 31.
“It’s Not What I Want, But It IS What You Need”
It sounds like a bad line from the most recent Batman film, but I’m sure that it is something that a lot of people can relate to. It would give me great joy to say that everyone could understand, but unfortunately there is a large selection in the world that would can not seem the grasp of putting your wants on the back burner if it directly conflicts with someone elses need.
Imagine something that you wanted, something you desired but there was an obstacle in your way. It boils your blood that you cannot obtain what you seek. It is a very frustrating situation you find yourself in. Now that you have this image, imagine that the obstacle is a friend of yours, or a family member. Okay, well now finally imagine that the problem they pose is very easily solved but it will be at the expense of this person. Right now, at this moment if you envisioned all of this you are looking at a case where you are facing a decision.. what is more important? Does your want have more importance than their need?
You really want this brand new item that is on the market, you have a friend that has money stashed in his room and you know where it is kept. You REALLY want this item, do you betray them by taking the money. Everyone knows where the money is stashed, they wouldn’t have any way of knowing it was you. You want that item, they need their money. What’s more important? How about if it wasn’t a friend, just some random person you barely knew?? Do you take the money??
Studio Audience: Noooooooooooo!
Very good ladies and gentlemen. You are such an ethically sound audience, especially if you agree that it is wrong and you wouldn’t do it and it isn’t just because you would fear getting caught. Now to move onto the bonus question.
You have a complicated relationship with someone that you were really close with. While you were close it was a battle. Let’s just say you both were the cause of lots of joy, and lots of anguish in each others life. The final action was taken by you, and she had to deal with it. That was the past and after a long time of living and growing up everything seems to be going fine. You two are both different people than when you started your association… you begin to feel a lot more comfortable being together and you enjoy each others company again…. there’s a problem. You’re continued association has become a problem for her new life. The new friend in her life.
You witness the strain you’re having, but you enjoy the company. So what do you do? Keep talking and spending time together because it is what you want? or do you remain stoic on the outside so that you don’t interfere on what you legitimately believe she needs right now?
Studio Audience: ummmm…
It’s not what I want, but it IS what I think she needs. That’s the point that I’m trying to illustrate in this entry. It’s a very intriquing test of character. What do you think you’re breaking point would be. When does a want become so powerful that it would superceed the needs of someone else. How about if it was a complete stranger, does that devalue their need?
I want to think that I am someone who would not have a problem sacrificing wants for the needs of others, but it is a mentality that got me in trouble when I was a younger man. Sometimes it has hard to discern between a very strong want and a need. I have given up things that I needed for someone elses very strong wants. This is not a healthy way to go through life. I was not able to tell the difference and I got burned.
I just want to get you thinking though. How likely is it that you would throw someone else under a bus so that you can cross the street? We all do it, most times it is in such a small capacity that we don’t realize it, but as human beings we are designed for violence and greed, it’s as simple as that. The difference between the morally just and the morally bankrupt is the control they have to over those urges and the willpower to let them affect behavior.
I’ve seen the Needle and the Damage Done (Neil Young). I don’t for one second believe that everyone must go through life looking out only for themselves. Human beings are born full of greed and violence, but we are also social creatures, we have an limitless capacity for compassion and empathy. Just because you want something does NOT mean you have to take it at the expense of someone else.
I guess you could apply this mindset as the main argument that parents will try and teach their kids that stealing is wrong. It is true that this is applicable, but the point of the entry is more on about emotional and pyschologically selfish actions. This basically does come down to self centered behavior. I am not guilt-free of this debate, I’ve recently come under mental attack of conscience about what the right and wrong thing is to do with a certain situation. To which I need to address one more point on the topic.
“Who are you to decide what someone else needs?” – It’s a very legitimate question. It’s not for you to decide what someone else wants or needs. It is strictly up to that person. To this I respond… I agree. I completely agree that no one is in a true position to tell someone else what they need. As people, as grown ups, my belief is that we just need critical decision making skills to decide on what the best course of action is. I’m not trying to remove choice from you, I’m just making my own. You can do as you please.
Essentially what I’m saying is that we are all fallable when we try to decide if someone else believes something to be a need. My belief, based on the observations I have seen, the knowledge I have obtained, and the experience that I have lived, will guide me to what I believe is the right course of action. It’s not a perfect system, but it’s the only one I got. The assessment of what is a need may be incorrect, but it is still all I got to make my decision.
But I digress, this isn’t an entry about being able to figure out what people think they want and need… it is about the concept of giving up something you want because you think it will interefere with what you believe someone else needs.
I’m sure some of you have been in a situation along these lines. the question is though: Which did you go with? Did you strive for your weight, or let it go for their need?
Blog Head by ZPolice @ DeviantArt.com
I’m not sure if you guys have noticed but I have started making some changes to this blog. After seeing the entry that made “Freshly Pressed.” (A section of WordPress that features new entries every day on their homepage) I’ve begun to aspire that I can actually make this thing something read by people other than those on my facebook list. So I’m going to be crediting the pictures that I use, since most are from deviantart. I’m going to be using Tags, and also trying to up the content a bit. Anyway, this entry was a little bit forced as I said I still got a big of writer’s block that I’m dealing with. But it’s the 2nd day so I needed an entry.
Basically what I’m saying is that I still want to keep getting feedback from everyone. Let me know what you think and what can make it better.