So what have I been doing with myself? Well mainly working and keeping busy. I know I haven't a good blogger or cyberfriend for that matter. I write letters now to the special someone who's off to bootcamp. Yes. Letters. Primitive form of email!!!
Just because I don't write in this here blog doesn't mean I don't stalk my faves. I'm just too lazy to comment :P
I stumbled upon these words from another blogger:
"Nobody has the right to complain about their own lives.
People should stop moping in their own sadness - that they got a bad hand in life or they're unlucky. Cos then they don't make an effort to change.
We are ALL capable of being happy. But some of us just have to wait for it, or work for it.
Just cos you're overweight, or have bad skin or big bones, or a quiet voice or you're going bald, doesn't mean you should give up and whinge and whine and get depressed.
You have to make an effort to change. If you can't change what's 'wrong' with you, then you need to change your own view about it. And if you don't, then it's your own fault if you're a sad hermit for the rest of your life.
I've got a hundred things i'm working on for myself. I view myself as a bit of a mess. I'm like that. I have awful self issues and pick on everything about me - some with good reason, and some without.
There were some things i hated about myself that took a really long time to accept. I felt so unlucky. 'Why am i this way when others get it so easy?'
But once you realise that some things are beyond your control, you start to realise that there's nothing really wrong with having something or being a particular way in the first place.
It doesn't condemn you to a life of sadness. It doesn't prevent you from making good friends and being successful.
But if you can't take your mind off the bad things, when you should be striving for the good things, then it's really your own fault if life sucks."
I can't believe he's only 15. A precocious 15 year old. Damn I remember when I used to be one.