The little things in life are what make me happy. Tonight I had dinner with a new group of girls i met. These girls remind me so much of the girls I hung out with in the South. Professional, sweet, ambitious, classy, and all around funny. I was nervous branching out from the group I run around with but I have recently realized I need to find more girlfriends. So, when Christine befriended me in our PMP study group I was eager to be her friend. Tonight I met her other friend who is from England and works in the financial industry. The best part- they both live downtown!
So here's to all the little things in life that make us happy!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Green Roses
Have you ever seen green roses before? The guy I'm dating gave me 2 dozen green roses this weekend.(it's great, I get surprised with roses all the time!) They are absolutely beautiful! I believe they are pretty close to passing my favorite, Tulips. They are a light lime green and all natural!
Monday, March 30, 2009
When is enough enough?
This is going to be an odd blog... you are prewarned. I think we all have those bad days. They may consist of failing a test- which I did today. Getting yelled at by a boss. Wrecking you car. Fighting with friends and family or so much more. But when do you deem enough enough? Better yet, at what age are you supposed to learn your breaking point or how you specifically cope when things get bad?
This was all brought up due to an incident that happened at my apartment complex Sunday morning. After battling a cold for the past three weeks I have been sleeping harder than normal waking for nothing. So, the story goes as follows: Saturday was phenomenally beautiful here in San Diego. So beautiful I am still sporting a nasty sunburn from laying at the pool. Needless to say, Saturday night was another early night. I opened all my windows and quickly fell asleep. Sunday morning comes and I'm amazed at how peaceful I slept the night before.... so serene that I slept in and only had 5 minutes to get ready for church. So i hopped on the elevator and was greeted by a neighbor on one of the floors below. He asked if I was kept up all night by all of the ambulance, firetruck and cop sirens out front of the building. I kinda laughed because i was still half asleep from the night before. So, the neighbor continued to tell me how a guy on the 12 floor decided to jump off his balcony and commit suicide. I was in disbelief. I didn't want to pry and walk out front of my building in case it was true.Instead of continuing to the basement to get in my car I hit the button for floor 15 and headed back to my apt. Opened my balcony door and saw exactly what happened only a few hours before. From 8 am - noon some poor man had the job of scrubbing and powerwashing our sidewalk.
So, this goes back to my question. When is enough enough? How do you decide it needs to come to that. i don't understand how anything could be so bad that you decide to end it all. I think it's safe to assume we all have crappy days and you should never look at suicide as an out. I just feel sorry for whoever had to make that phone call to this guys parents at 3am Sunday morning.
This was all brought up due to an incident that happened at my apartment complex Sunday morning. After battling a cold for the past three weeks I have been sleeping harder than normal waking for nothing. So, the story goes as follows: Saturday was phenomenally beautiful here in San Diego. So beautiful I am still sporting a nasty sunburn from laying at the pool. Needless to say, Saturday night was another early night. I opened all my windows and quickly fell asleep. Sunday morning comes and I'm amazed at how peaceful I slept the night before.... so serene that I slept in and only had 5 minutes to get ready for church. So i hopped on the elevator and was greeted by a neighbor on one of the floors below. He asked if I was kept up all night by all of the ambulance, firetruck and cop sirens out front of the building. I kinda laughed because i was still half asleep from the night before. So, the neighbor continued to tell me how a guy on the 12 floor decided to jump off his balcony and commit suicide. I was in disbelief. I didn't want to pry and walk out front of my building in case it was true.Instead of continuing to the basement to get in my car I hit the button for floor 15 and headed back to my apt. Opened my balcony door and saw exactly what happened only a few hours before. From 8 am - noon some poor man had the job of scrubbing and powerwashing our sidewalk.
So, this goes back to my question. When is enough enough? How do you decide it needs to come to that. i don't understand how anything could be so bad that you decide to end it all. I think it's safe to assume we all have crappy days and you should never look at suicide as an out. I just feel sorry for whoever had to make that phone call to this guys parents at 3am Sunday morning.
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