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What other people think

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Today I’m going to rant about something that annoys me a lot.

I really dislike the concept of how people are always worrying about “what other people think”. Such as, what will people think if I wear this, or what if I do this, or what if I say this…I can practically list a million different scenarios where people are self conscience of what other people think about them. Everything they do is centered around that they are being judged by everything they do. It’s crazy.

And then there’s the people who claim that they don’t care what other people think. These are the people who constantly claim that they don’t care what other people think. I think that these people are the people who have graduated from the “what other people think” phase. Probably because they’re tired of always worrying about what other people think. Which makes a lot of sense, I guess. Good for them.

Then there’s people like me who share a common thought. These people are a step even higher. They’re on…lets call it…level 3.

The people who are on “level 3” understand and have come to realize that people don’t really care about what others think. These people are different than the people that who “don’t care what other people think” because they refuse to admit that they don’t care what other people think because they understand that people really aren’t thinking about the things that they do. People don’t think about them. 

Take for example…Do you think about the last person who checked you out at the grocery store for any longer than a few seconds? Are you judging every stranger that you meet? Do you really care what your friend is wearing on a given day without forgetting about it the next day? If someone looks ugly, is it really going to bug you for very long? If you see someone with a zit, are you going to decide not to talk to them anymore?

Most people are more worried about themselves than anyone else. Their entire lifestyle is flooded with thoughts of thinking about what other people think instead of realizing that nobody is really thinking about them in the same way. Assuming that everyone is worrying about what other people will think of them, do you think everyone will have the time to be thinking about anyone else besides themselves?

This is in my mind an absolute fact. It’s reality. It’s how things really are. And the moment that you come to realize this, I think you will feel liberated.

Strawberry margarita

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Not sure what I should post about for today, but the most memorable portion of my day would have to be when I made my strawberry margarita…blended with frozen strawberry goodness, tequila, triple sec, lime, and some ice…

Oh, and the best part? Leftovers in the freezer for tomorrow….

Being prepared is bad?

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There’s something about me that you everyone should know. I am always prepared for the worse. An example? I have ducktaped a clothes hanger under my car in case I lock my keys inside of it. Crazy? Nah. I call that being prepared. Have I ever used that clothes hanger? The answer is yes, once. I’ve used that clothes hanger and it probably saved me a thousand dollars. It was while I parked on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere to take a picture of some scenery. If it wasn’t for that clothes hanger, I would have never unlocked the door.

I also take some other small precautions…such as by preparing for various worse case scenarios.

Here’s some examples…I sleep with a rifle next to me, I always have an ample supply of water, I purchase bulk amounts of nonperishable foods, and I always having a survival kit available at a moment’s notice, you know, just in case.

I don’t really understand why I do these things, I just do, and I can’t help myself. It’s not necessarily a bad trait, but it probably is unnecessary. I understand your criticism if you have any.

What would you do if you had a million dollars? Well, I can tell you one of the first things that I would do. Honestly, if I had a million dollars, I would probably purchase a massive supply of ammo, guns, and build a bunker under my mansion.

My preparations could easily save my life one day. Take for example, religion. Now, my point by bringing up religion? Not everyone, but a lot of people “believe” in religion as a “back up plan”. Lets face it, if you’re right, hello heaven, if you’re wrong, what do you have to lose? You’re dead, so it wouldn’t even matter, would it?

So anyways….is sleeping next to a gun, having lots of water, having a survival kit nearby, and having a months supply of food in the trunk of your car (oh yeah, forgot to mention that, I have a few cases, like 50+ cans of spam in the trunk just in case of emergencies…) really that bad of a thing?

I say it doesn’t hurt to be prepared. Perhaps living in a city, it isn’t quite as necessary, but having lived in the middle of nowhere for the past few years, it actually makes a lot of sense to be prepared the way that I am.

When there is an emergency, and I happen to be prepared, you’ll praise me as brilliant, not crazy. I am barely expending any of my time by doing any of these things, and once they’re done, they’re done.

That being said, I’ll share a proverb

Hope for the best, prepare for the worse.

The year of the beard

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I know I’ve mentioned this in a earlier post, but I thought I’d expand my thoughts for two reasons. 1) I’m kind of getting excited to be bearded, and 2) So far, I’ve made a post for every day of 2012, so this is a easy topic to write about.

I haven’t shaved since December 31st, 2011. It’s currently January 10th. So, basically, I haven’t shaved for ten days….And so, due to coincidental planning, of course, I’m considering the possibility that 2012 should be deemed the year of the beard.

So far, it’s been a little itchy. I’ve only had a little over one week of growth and I’m already seeing a lot of density. I’m not going to post a picture on the internet yet (including this blog/facebook/etc) because when I do post a picture, I’d like to surprise everyone. Nobody has ever seen me bearded. I usually grow a beard while camping, but usually shave before anyone has an opportunity to see me.

I don’t want a big beard, so I’ll be trimming the beard appropriately as it increases in size. But hey, maybe I won’t, just depends if I like where it’s going, I guess.

This is kind of spur of the moment planning, but I hope to maintain my goal to remain bearded for all of 2012. Why? I have no idea really, but maybe because it kind of sounds like a good excuse so I don’t have to shave anymore.

I’ll post a picture in a couple of weeks when my beard reaches it’s glory.

Oh, feel free to join me.

Where am I from? A random thought.

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Regrettably, for some reason, I keep contemplating that I should move out of the city. I can’t decide where I want to be. My biggest weakness for me is that I cannot stay in one place for very long, so it’s very difficult to mentally overcome the challenge of staying rooted somewhere, like say, the city, where I am currently.

I don’t go to college or anything, all I have here is a job, and a plain one at that. I don’t need to stay here. And money wise, I could easily afford doing nothing for a very long time.

I keep looking for places that I should go, or places that I can camp. Basically I’ve been building an itinerary for what I should do in the summer even though I’m not planning on leaving the city…does that make sense? Basically, what I’m saying is this, I’m making plans but…err..I’m not making plans. Yeah. And in the midst of all this, my goal is to stay in the city so I can meet friends. And of course, to stay in the city, well, to see if I can, or not.

Well, there’s another something that is bothering me and is on my mind….and that is….

When people ask me where I am from, I’ve been giving a different answer every time. I can’t seem to collect my thoughts. It’s been a bad question to ask me. And kind of awkward, especially because I’ll make a pause before I give an answer.

Throughout my childhood, I lived in several different states, and throughout living independently, I’ve spent the “majority” of my time in around 7 specific states, plus 1 different continent. I don’t realize my answers are inconsistent (perhaps I have a multipersonality disorder), but I swear my answer is determined by the type of mood I am on during that day. It’s that random.

Which concludes me to my final thought…Perhaps I don’t say where I am from because I haven’t yet found the place where I want to be from….

Ugh, I have no idea what I am saying. Anyways, I’m hungry…next thought on my mind….what to eat….I think I’ll make a quesadilla….so, that being said. I think that I’ll finalize this post with one of the five words that I know in spanish….adios.

My day & something I realized

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My day today wasn’t exciting, or anything. It was just a regular day. I worked a 9 hour shift, which is kind of on the long side, but I’m happy to have the hours. I’m off for the next few days, not sure what I will be doing exactly, but I’m thinking that I may want to go to the movies.

Speaking of the movies… I always go by myself. I don’t find it weird or anything. But when at work I mentioned that I was thinking about going to the movies on my days off, I was asked if I was going with a girlfriend, or on a date. Of course, I replied that I don’t have a girlfriend and that I was going alone. That person seemed really surprised that I was going alone. I guess after being alone for so long, it makes sense to do everything alone, including going to the movies. But now that I think of it, usually people don’t go alone, so I guess in a way, it is a little weird.

Anyways, that’s probably the extent of my excitement for the day.

Now that I’m back at my man cave, I think it’s time to get some shut eye.

Washing clothes

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For the record, I am totally guilty. Sometimes I’ll wear the same jeans for a month if they smell okay. I generally go by the “sniff test” prior to wearing any of my clothes. Usually shirts are good for two days, jeans are good for 3 weeks, socks are good for like four days, and of course, I change my underwear every day (right thing to do)

I don’t think there’s anything wrong with not washing your clothes after each use. I think throughout my childhood it was always a taboo to wear the same thing twice, but as I grew up, I think I’ve started to realize that it’s perfectly okay as long as it doesn’t smell.

The only time that I will wear something that smells bad is when nobody else is around. For example, during a weekend fishing trip, I don’t even take a shower, because I’m only going to smell like sweat and trout again.

The reason I am posting about this subject is because I just got out of the shower and I was trying to think about something to write about… So while I was rummaging through my clothes to find something to wear…the thought occurred to me that this would be something interesting to write about.

Feel free to share your thoughts on this. Thanks for reading.