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“I hate my life.”

I heard this horrible statement today, “I hate my life.”  It was given at a very insignificant moment.  A moment where no one was burning alive.  There was basically no chaos.   The building wasn’t falling in and as far as I know the earth was not trembling.

IMMEDIATELY, The word PERSPECTIVE popped into my head.  What a skewed perspective that one statement held.

I wanted to say out loud, “REALLY?”  (I didn’t, but I also wanted to say…) Do you really hate your life?  Are you in enough mental anguish to HATE this exact moment of your life?  Are you in physical pain?  Did your mother abandon you, dog die or tooth chip?  What about this…Are you dying of cancer?  I’m pretty sure the answer to all of those questions IF ANSWERED ABSOLUTELY HONESTLY would have been NO.

Once again, I have a person in my life who will soon die of cancer.  I know she will be with Jesus and of that we can absolutely and joyously be certain of, AMEN!  To say good-bye to another person I love thanks to cancer makes me shake my head.  I know God will take us all the way we are to die, but *sigh* the word cancer makes my stomach lurch.  It makes tears come to my eyes and my head hurt.  I pray that this diagnosis somehow works for a good in the lives of people who love this wonderful person.  Duhhh…God is in control so, I already know that good will happen.

Right now, though…

I can’t stop thinking about PERSPECTIVE …AND can’t get this insane statement out of my head: “I hate my life.”

REALLY?!?

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I’m just TOO happy.

I heard from a little birdie today that a student said they just didn’t like me.  (gasp!)  Their reason: she’s just too happy.

((INSERT BIG OLE BELLY-ROLLIN LAUGH, Holding my side, Slapping my knee kind of laugh RIGHT HERE))

This is not a mischievous or “bwahahaha” kind of laugh.  This is one from absolute JOY!  I’m even MORE happy that someone thinks I’m TOO HAPPY!  It actually gives me GREAT JOY!

How about that!?  I bet they would have never guessed that.  Well, maybe they would since I’m just TOO happy. Haha!

After I got through laughing, I started thinking.

Someone dislikes me for my attitude…really?

I wonder if they like sad people or those who spew hate?  I wonder if they just don’t like my enthusiasm, because I know that annoys a lot of people.  I’m just curious.  It has nothing to do with me worrying at all about whether they like me or not. GOD likes me, I like me most of the time so, I’m good.  What concerns me is that what if they don’t like happy, because they themselves can’t see happy.  What if they can’t find happy?  What if they don’t feel happy, because they don’t have Jesus?  What if!?!

And then I thought about this…  Do they think I’m happy every second of every day?  I get sad, I get down on myself, things happen in my life that aren’t perfect.  I have my storms like everyone else, but I choose to ride the waves with a positive attitude.  AND I always choose not to ooze my sadness or concern on other people.  Of course I have people I talk to about things like that, I don’t just bottle up my sad feelings… but I don’t hurt other people because I’m hurt.

Ok, enough thinking.  Let’s get back to the main point…

I’m just TOO happy.

Hold on, this is better:

I love being TOO happy!  

 

Haters gonna hate…

I have this going through my head today!  Some people just hate others.  WHY!?!

No matter how much you are loved in this life, I promise you, there will be someone, somewhere hating on you.  They may be just doing it in their brain or actually voicing it to another individual.  It is a given.  They might not even know you.  Maybe they just don’t like your name or see a picture of you that allows them to proclaim a false judgement about you.  (WE’VE ALL DONE THAT BEFORE!)

You CANNOT make everyone happy.  You can try and do whatever you can for others, support causes and lift up those who are down, show people love and strive to put your love into action all you want, but there will ALWAYS be that person or persons who still can’t seem to love you back.  They look passed all the lengths you go to in order to make their life or world a better place.  They just can’t see it.  Who knows why they can’t?  They have their reasons.  They might just like to hate others.  Maybe even hate everything!  (that is so weird to me)  I just want to shake people like that.  That would probably just make them hate me more.  (…and call the authorities ..Haha!)

I used to allow this kind of stuff to bother me.  It weighed on my mind and made me feel like I did something wrong.  I would try to think up ways I could MAKE them like me just a little bit.  I might have even dreamed that perhaps one day they would come over to the LOVE SIDE and really join in the HAPPY CLAWSON DANCE.  (like I really have one of those…haha)

I don’t let that stuff bother me anymore.  Of course, I still hope they choose love over hate, but I don’t allow their choice to effect my choice.  They may be very annoyed at the fact that I’m happy.  Maybe that is why they hate me?  Do you realize how ridiculous THAT sounds?  I finally figured it out!

I can choose to do my happy dance or smile continuously OR look on the bright side of things even amidst the haters.

That word “haters” seems so extreme, but if it’s not love, what is it?

Go spread your hate…

I STILL CHOOSE AND WILL ALWAYS CHOOSE THE OPPOSITE.

Cuz the haters gonna hate hate hate hate hate…

I’m gonna shake shake shake shake shake…

(Watch this awesome video below for a laugh!  2:44 is my favorite second!)

How can I hate it?

I know you are not supposed to hate…

But I’ve voiced it and written it before…

I HATE CANCER.

I hate the word.  I don’t like the fear it brings.  SO MANY have been effected negatively by it in someway or another.

BUT I thought of this today:

If cancer had some kind of hand in my brother giving his heart absolutely and completely to Jesus,

How can I hate it?

I haven’t given cancer much credit for doing anything like that.  I’m the type of person that tries to look on the bright side of things and always on the search for THE GOOD in things.  How can I think of cancer in a good way, though?

I still don’t like what it does to the body. In the end, it took my brother’s mind, there was such confusion.  Cancer is so ugly,

but if it had some part of leading him to Jesus–WHOLLY AND FULLY–

How can I hate it?

What if my brother’s death brings others to Jesus?  Cancer was part of it.  *sigh*  I’m so torn.  I really do not like cancer, but if it helps point anyone to JESUS…

How can I hate it?

And really truly, I know that in the end, cancer did not ultimately take my brother…

As one friend wrote to me today:

“Cancer tried to take my Daddy and Jesus took him instead.”  This is the ultimate comfort.

Death did not take my brother, cancer did not take my brother,

JESUS took him by the hand and led him to the glory we receive all thanks and praise to JESUS. 

…and cancer may be able to take some credit in my brother’s decision to except that gift of glory..

How can I hate it?

You Mad Bro?

Why do people get mad at you when you let them know that whatever they said or did upset you?
Boiling it down:  they are mad at you, because they did something wrong –period.

What happened to, “I’m sorry.”  “I didn’t know that hurt your feelings.”  “I didn’t realize….”  ???

OR THE DREADED…

“I was wrong.”  ???

I have gotten this attitude with students several times over the years.  They say something smart, goofy or against rules (like spray paint on the sidewalk “accidentally” by the art room when they KNOW not to spray paint anywhere NEAR the sidewalk). and when I correct them, they are like, “WHHHHHAAAAAAAAAT?!?”   I’ve had students smart off, turn red and get angry, put their head down on the desk and not talk (I like that one) and leave my room.  Thinking back, I giggle about it.  I mean, really?  They did something wrong… I asked them to stop or correct something and BAM..I’m the bad guy?  Now I’m like, “Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat???”

This doesn’t just happen in the classroom.  It happens EVERYWHERE!  Most of the time it’s called–DRAMA.

What starts out as a simple confrontation, turns ugly.  One person lets the other person know they feel bad or sad about something the other person did…then blah blah blah, I hate you, blah blah blah, let’s stop being friends or get a divorce and talk bad about each other until we don’t even remember what started all the crazy in the first place.

These days, adults and youth alike seem to run to the internet to start the social media plethora of drama as well.  They hit facebook, twitter, instagram, kik, snapchat…. and the list goes on.  There they compose a post of hidden messages and crazy connotations.  It’s insanity!

Why can’t we act like we are supposed to?  Why can’t we just admit what we did was rude or insensitive or baaad?  We make up excuses on why we did it or how we could have done worse.  Wow, that helps the situation.

JUST SAY YOU’RE SORRY!  (( Oh yea, AND MEAN IT! ))

One time, I was riding with a friend in her awesome little fast car when she was pulled over by a state trooper.  I was giving her a hard time about it when he came up to the window.  He asked the standard questions.  Did she know how fast she was going? Honestly she said she really did not know.  We had been talking and she was not paying attention.  Then he asked her the next standard:  Is there a reason you were going 70 miles per hour when the speed limit is 55?  They way she answered him (I can still hear the way she said it) cracks me up to this day when I think of it:  “I was just speedin’.”  HONESTY.  She had no excuse for her crime.  She was speeding.  That was the end.  The trooper wasn’t rude or nice.  He was matter-of-fact.  She was too.  He pointed to what she did wrong and she admitted to it.  Done.

We need to do this more often.  ADMIT WE WERE WRONG.  Face up to it, take the consequences without griping about it and move forward.  DONE.

What do you do?

What do you do when someone hates EVERYTHING.  They are not happy.  You try to compliment them, talk about awesome things and point them in the direction of greatness.  Nothing works.  They hate.  PERIOD.  All they want to do is hate.  They hate this, they hate that… it’s like they even hate breathing some days!

Ok, for them, that is their option. They have their opinions.  They are totally entitled to live their life miserably.

BUT WHEN  …THEY WANT OTHERS TO HATE … WITH THEM…

What do you do?

It’s so easy to allow their attitude to drag you down.  They find it quite simple to get others who “ride the fence” on happiness to follow them.  I see others become drawn in by their hate.  It’s disgusting.  It makes me frown.  *GASP!*  That is exactly what they want me to do….

SO WHAT I DO IS…

Voice my opinion.  I lay it out there.  I tell them I don’t like their attitude.  I show my confusion about their hateful conversation.

Does it help?  Not really.  At least, not THEIR attitude.  It DOES help me and perhaps drives somewhat of a wall between the hate and those who, if they seriously thought about it, would not want to follow that hateful path.

I stand up for THE GOOD…the happy…the positive.  THE SMILEY!  If that makes the “hater” hate me…

So be it.

THAT is what I DO.

What do YOU do?

Live LOVE and move FORWARD

Celebrating MLK, Jr. Day with a day off from work.  Sharing some of his quotes …

Hate never does anyone ANY good.

king3

Life without PROGRESS is stagnant.

king

What do you live for?

king2

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