So did you ever have one of those days where you just had enough? Did that day last for weeks? You know sometimes it feels like everything goes your way and then there are those times where it feels like nothing goes your way....when those times stretch into weeks it's frustrating.
The good thing about it? I know I'm good enough - I know I'm smart enough - I know I'm strong enough that no matter how many things seem to be working against me it won't last forever, and none of them will beat me.
So - I get up in the morning and plug away through the day knowing that another day is going to come whether I stand strong or if I give up and quit....so why be the one giving up?
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
The best move
So spent an evening with the guys. Of course it was UFC night at the club so a few of us gathered at the club to watch the fights. I ate a burger that wasn't great - if I'm going to consume calories in those quantities it should at least be for great food, right? But the night wasn't about the burger or the calories I guess so it's all good.
After the fights we left the base and went to club Fahrenheit. It's a pretty nice little club for a hotel/conference center club. It was packed too. Not sure what takes people there, but it seems to be mostly locals looking for a place to hook up. Maybe that's really what the whole club thing is all about anyway - it's a boat I missed a long time ago that hook-up thing. Guess I'm just not a one-night stand sort of guy...Yes - I think there is value in your name, but it's more than that...more than knowing I've never woken up next to a girl whose name I didn't even know...Knowing that I never once have met a girl and "hooked-up" for just one night...and never hooked up on the first night at that.
It's interesting to watch those dynamics though. Watching the girls fiddling with their hair and the guys putting on their best face - certainly not their best clothes. It's interesting watching girls watching a guy just waiting for him to come talk to them. Funny when it's you they're watching and you never make the move they're waiting for - not because you're not into them but more because you're simply not playing the same game.
I've said before to those who know me I just don't get the game. I don't know the rules. I don't know the strategy and I'm really ok with that. I know that to meet someone you've got to eventually talk to them, but I just don't see myself ever actually meeting someone in those circumstances - not someone of value...and I like to value people even when 99% of the people I value put no value back in me....it's ok - I don't need to change for them.
Many guys, when they leave a club and head home alone feel rejected or at least like somehow they failed the game - at least this time. I'm ok heading home alone. I don't expect that I will always be heading home alone, or that I'll always be walking into a dark empty house...but I guess if I always do I'll be ok with that too. For now though I'm ok with me and the decisions I make. I think the best move is the one that doesn't make you compromise your values or prevent you from thinking good positive thoughts when you look into the mirror first thing in the morning. I value the guy in the mirror - even when it feels like only a handful of other people in the world value him. I'm gonna keep on being me - cause I think I'm ok.
After the fights we left the base and went to club Fahrenheit. It's a pretty nice little club for a hotel/conference center club. It was packed too. Not sure what takes people there, but it seems to be mostly locals looking for a place to hook up. Maybe that's really what the whole club thing is all about anyway - it's a boat I missed a long time ago that hook-up thing. Guess I'm just not a one-night stand sort of guy...Yes - I think there is value in your name, but it's more than that...more than knowing I've never woken up next to a girl whose name I didn't even know...Knowing that I never once have met a girl and "hooked-up" for just one night...and never hooked up on the first night at that.
It's interesting to watch those dynamics though. Watching the girls fiddling with their hair and the guys putting on their best face - certainly not their best clothes. It's interesting watching girls watching a guy just waiting for him to come talk to them. Funny when it's you they're watching and you never make the move they're waiting for - not because you're not into them but more because you're simply not playing the same game.
I've said before to those who know me I just don't get the game. I don't know the rules. I don't know the strategy and I'm really ok with that. I know that to meet someone you've got to eventually talk to them, but I just don't see myself ever actually meeting someone in those circumstances - not someone of value...and I like to value people even when 99% of the people I value put no value back in me....it's ok - I don't need to change for them.
Many guys, when they leave a club and head home alone feel rejected or at least like somehow they failed the game - at least this time. I'm ok heading home alone. I don't expect that I will always be heading home alone, or that I'll always be walking into a dark empty house...but I guess if I always do I'll be ok with that too. For now though I'm ok with me and the decisions I make. I think the best move is the one that doesn't make you compromise your values or prevent you from thinking good positive thoughts when you look into the mirror first thing in the morning. I value the guy in the mirror - even when it feels like only a handful of other people in the world value him. I'm gonna keep on being me - cause I think I'm ok.
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