Today is one of my rare days when I actually have the effort and willingness to write on both this blog and my co-op blog (using "co-op" now because I find it a waste of time to type "collaborated" each time I mention that blog).
Anyways, the views are rising quite rapidly per day (and if you look at the picture for this topic, you'll see I have set it so that I'm not tracking my own page views), and I'm completely oblivious to the people who are visiting my blog. But nevertheless, I thank you for sticking with me.
I have several people visiting this blog (and this post specifically). Most of these people had no idea I had a blog until I gave them the link. I'm going to try and answer some questions these people have been asking here.
Thoughtfulness
In this blog, I try to filter out what I have done in my day and try to leave it until the end of the post to tell what did happen. When I do tell, I try to tell it briefly and quickly, but sometimes I miss the mark and just go on about my day.
This post isn't about my day, because I've already explained what needed to be explained on my co-op blog. Therefore I have this whole post to tell you about my latest musings and take on the world.
Pity And Disgust
Lately I've taken pity on two people particularly. One of them is a big guy. He's tall, in grade nine I believe and he's big and on the rugby team (which is how I grew to know him). He's the modern gentle giant. I remember one of the first times I saw him outside of rugby practice.
I was looking around during lunch for my friends. As I entered the courtyard (people who know Alpha will get this), I saw him standing there looking out on the short horizon of the horseshoe parking lot. Two girls started walking into the courtyard and as they passed, he said to one of them, "Hey, I think we need to talk." The girl looked to him and quickly dismissed him and as she walked away she said, "Uhhh, I don't think so." I felt extreme and sudden pity for the guy and disgust for the girl. I went up to his side and felt like saying a few words about girls and trying to comfort him, but I just couldn't bring myself to do so.
This second pitiful person in my eyes is the typical nerd. He has acne and walks around with sort of a hunch. I thought about befriending this person because I felt he would be one of those people who are a lot cooler than people think they are. I still haven't talked to him.
Anyways, my goal is to be friends with all the people who deserve to have friends and not to be friends with the people who walk around with an I'm-better-than-you attitude. The downfall to my great plan is that I'm fairly known to those people who walk around with that attitude and they consider me a good friend.
What Makes A Person One Of A Kind?
This topic is dedicated to you. You know who you are and I thank you for giving me this idea.
For this little next part, I'll be using "he", "himself" and other words that project the subject as male simply because I am male and it makes my job much easier.
A person is one a kind when that person leaves you wanting more after an ended conversation. He is one who knows that he is different from the usual and embraces himself as unusual. He knows when he has done wrong and when he has done right and knows when he should correct himself and when he should stand by his own ideas.
But most of all, a person who is one a kind is made by the people who know him. A person is made one of a kind, when he is seen as one of a kind by his friends.
Well, Ending This Session
I've written a lot about my recent and latest thoughts and wonders. I have many more stored up in that little place they call my mind and I feel really good about publishing this particular post.
Anyways, thank you. Thank you for reading my blog. If you're new, or old, I still thank you. This blog is a huge part of my life and I hope it will be a part of your life, no matter how insignificant that part may be.
I'm feeling like a 10 today. Nothing really to worry about in life anymore and this post really makes me proud of my writing skills (which I blow upon occasionally).
By the way, if you like my blog and wish to support it, then please become a follower on this blog or comment on any post. It feels nice to know I'm affecting somebody for good. It really gives me confidence when somebody comments or follows my blog and I don't know that person. I just know that people out there are discovering this very blog. And that would give me enough to write for at least a few more years. So, cheers to this year and hopefully the many other that will follow.
"Love is kind of like a grenade. You know you want to poke it and experiment with it, but you're afraid of getting hurt." - Kevin Zou
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