Truth Is Ordinary People Can't Wait

I recently had a rather huge confontation with a friend of mine over some major trust issues. This happened a few days ago, but I decided to wait to write this for two reasons: I wanted to calm down and not write this while I was furious I wanted to make sure I had my package in hand, just in case he read this and decided to do something stupid. Hey some people are crazy. The Story My boss recently purchased a new laptop for me, for business uses. I already owned my own personal laptop, thusly leaving me with two laptops [three computers total since I have a desktop as well]. Needless to say, many of my friends asked me for my personal laptop since I was getting a new one. Even my father [the most computer shy person I know asked for it]. I told them all no. However, there was one friend who persisted: from June until August he wouldn't let the fact that I had two laptops rest. He asked repeatedly for me to trade my fairly new personal laptop for his not-so-new laptop...

As I was minding my business, and just as I thought that May 13th would be the last I'd ever heard from Mr. 26 , I get a phone call while driving the company car around the city doing some little ish. The conversation as it transpires... roughly. "Can I talk to Krystal?" "Um this is she." "Oh my god. I'm so glad you answered. I've been looking for your number for months. Man, I've been looking for your number forever" "Um okay. It's good you found it then." "Yeah so how have you been? I've been thinking about you for months" "I'm well but may I ask with whom it is I am speaking?" "Hunh?" "Who is this?" "Oh it's (insert his name that begins with a J here) from the parking lot at your old job." akward pause as i am trying very hard not to sound like aw shit i thought i was rid of you "Oh hi. Well , I'm on another call so I'll have to call you later...

This entire post was typed with my eyes closed, so please excuse any typos. I feel the need to preface this post by saying that I am not a mean and hateful person. I do not bask in the misfortunes of others; I have a deep saddness for those who have been displaced by hurricane Katrina. There are two types of people: Feelers -- these people tend to go with the gut instinct. They allow emotions to play a major role in their decision making. Often feelers' actions are motivated by instinctual urges. and Thinkers -- these people tend to think and go with [hopefully well-thought] strategies. In instances of turmoil, they take a minute to say let's look at this long term. What decisions right now will workout best in the long run? No matter what the instance is they tend to put aside their emotions in order to make decisions that are as realistic as possible. Having said all of that, I believe many Texans are truly concerned, as am I, about the effects of housing more than 23...

Insomnia Fun Stolen from Karaoke Diva and legalchick Rules: Copy, paste, and bold the ones that you’ve done. 01. Buy everyone in the bar a drink 02. Swim with wild dolphins 03. Climb a mountain 04. Take a Ferrari for a test drive 05. See the Pyramids at night 06. Hold a tarantula 07. Take a candlelit bath with someone -- sans candles one of the greatest days of my early 20s until... 08. Say ‘I love you’ and mean it 09. Hug a tree 10. Do a striptease 11. Do a bungee or parachute jump 12. Visit Paris 13. Watch a lightning storm at sea 14. Clean behind the fridge 15. Stay up all night long, and watch the sun rise. 16. Ask a question you’ve always been too embarrassed to ask. 17. See the Northern Lights 18. Go to a huge sports game 19. Create your own masterpiece 20. Grow and eat your own vegetables. 21. Touch an iceberg 22. Had an office relationship -- does having an office stalker count? 23. Sleep under the stars 24. Compromise 25. Change a baby’s diaper 26. Take a trip in a hot air ba...

There were " Untitled ", " 26 Things I Hated About Him ", and the " The New Guy ". With whom the hell else will the gods find to curse me?!?! Just leave me alone -- I'm happy that way! So a long time ago I posted "The New Guy." That was probably around February something or other. A friend had introduced me to this guy, who I thought was surprisingly everything that I thought was pretty great. Naturally, this made me quite skeptical of him, because I know that there is always a catch. Well, that era has ended; I thought it had ended months ago when I blocked him from my buddy list once he told me that he'd gotten married. Apparently, he married in April. He was so happy and they even got pregnant on the honeymoon. Thanks to Google, and the fact that I still have him listed in my email contacts like, GoogleTalk he was able to contact me, out of the blue, just as I had begun to forget he'd existed. I don't know what I was thinking, ...

I know it has been a while, and Areyl has charged me with forgetting how to blog, so here I am. As I am sure all of you, as I have, been engulfed by Katrina images on the news, internet, television, radio, and at church. Sometimes, I wonder if the rest of the world, outside of the Gulf Coast is as surrounded by the daily reminders that life in a city that was once so livly is all but destroyed. In attempts to not sound selfish, I am wondering what will happen with the economy of the state of Texas if all of these evacuees decide to make Texas their new home. An immediate increase of nearly 230,000 people would stand to greatly damage our economy. I understand that people are going to try to make a new life, which may not include returning to Louisiana, but we have got to figure out a way to disperse families accross the states as to not cause a devistation or economical proportions. There are so many more things I want to say, but as has been the case for the past 12 days, I'm s...

When I think of marriage I think of the two Cs: Compromise and Commitment. It's been my experience that so many people feared commitment, and as always, myself being the iconoclast that I am, I have no fear of commitment. My fear is of compromise. In a previous post, I refered to marriage as "setting yourself up to compromise for the rest of your life." Now, I do not necessarily think fear is the right way to describe my feelings toward compromise; I think lack of desire would be more accurate. I think my ability to be committed to something is nothing short of amazing: I had a best friend who lied to me, pathologically telling different lies, and I stayed because I felt she needed a friend; I was committed to our friendship. There was this guy in whom I found significant interest, and if I am being 110% brutally honest with myself, I would acknowledge that he was never really interested in me, and thusly nothing would ever really progress for us at all. However, ...

After readin'g Kim's and Mike's I decided I'd make a To-Do list of my own. Let's see how much I do before 50. Sing a whole song on key without cracking. Go to the first Superbowl in which the Houston Texans participate! Name all 50 states without looking at a book or a map. Finish my dynastyevents.com website (it's been under construction for a year) Finish my undergrad degree Pay off my student loan Pay off the University of Houston Pay off my credit card Go to Hawaii Go to France Get a passport Buy a hybrid (the Toyota Priapus would be nice) Buy a garden home Buy rental properties Have an office job Take the stage again Buy a motorcycle Speak French fluently Speak Spanish fluently Learn how to break up with someone (nicely) Break up with someone one Get married Have kids Get Divorced In that order Make old-fashioned ice cream [in the wooden bucket] Stop reading people's away messages as a past time Blog at least once a week Write a movie, a book, or a play...

First of all, August is a month of many birthdays for those whom receive mine own affections. I take birthdays very seriously, especially mine. I make it a point to be the first person to say happy birthday, so I stay awake until 11:59 the night before and start dialing numbers so when the clock strikes 12 MY voice is the one they hear! Since I was a slacker today and yesterday, really I just couldn't force myself to care too much this year, I decided I didn't have to be the first... I would just blog a birthday note thusly imortalizing it. So here we go: To the sexiest (because he's one of the smartest) double-digit Madison Marlin to ever grace the streets of Hiram Clarke... Gordon Lemond #44 c/o '95 August 16. We do not know how old he really is.... and neither does he! Another Madison Marlin whoes name I'm no longer allowed to say, and in whoes life I'm no longer allowed (see Untitled ) The Name I'm Not Allowed to Say c/o '01 August 17th...

I have had numerous people become annoyed with me because I don't ask them questions about them. Because I never ask questions about them, they assume I don't care about getting to know them, and I am only self absorbed, and into myself. Oye vey. They are absolutely correct; there are many questions I really just couldn't careless about asking. I couldn't care less about what type of music you listen like. Why do people even ask this question anyway? What? Am I supposed to go out and buy you random Hip Hop CD's because you tell me you like Hip Hip bountee bountee music? I'm not going to ask you if you like to dance. I am especially not going to ask you if you are a girl, because I have no plans on dancing with you in the first place. I'm not going to ask you want you like to do on weekends and in your spare time. I just think "what do you like to do in your spare time?" is a stupid question. I'm not going to ask your favorite color...

Yesterday marked the beginning of a NEW TEXANS FOOTBALL SEASON I've been waiting on this day for months: ever since missing the Longhorns in the Rose Bowl on January 1st of this year and the last Texans game that I attended when they beat the Titans. The Texans started their season yesterday [with a loss]. Granted, it was only a preseason game, and David Carr wasn't pitching... I mean quarterbacking, so there is still hope. Here are the things I'm hoping for this season: Fewer Carr sacks [last year there were like 46] More wins [but what fan doesn't hope for more wins?] Attendance to more games [I think I'll go ahead and section off a portion of my budget to include purchasing season tickets for next year's games] until then, I'll just have to pay for individual games, but I'll have to make more than just the one I made last year To find my Texans towel so I can waive it at the games MOST IMPORTANTLY! For David Carr to let his hair GROW A...

Today I watched a family burry its 14-year-old daughter. How hard must that be? I could not even begin to miagine. However, and I know people grieve differntly, this family was like a rock. A great thing is watching a family who's man is the head of his household, and is a solider for Christ. I can't imagine what it must be like to burry a child, but I can imagine that having a faith strong enough to which one can cling must be imeprative. In the father's expressions he said he importuned God to "help him stand like a pine tree fore it may waiver but it will not break." Since receiving the news about one of my former students [who became a ] family friend, I was fairly unemotional. I heard about her death, but I hadn't realized it until I drove up to the church last night and saw the herse parked in the lot. At that moment, I felt my heart flutter saying "Krys, it's really real." I stood outside fo the church for a a little while trying to...

"And I loved deeper, and I spoke sweeter, and I gave forgiveness I've been denying. Someday I hope you get the chance, to live like you were dying." Maybe there is irony in the fact that recently I posted Live Like You Were Dying . Today an amazing kid died. She is a child with whom I became aquainted though my older sister, and I taught her occasionally when I would subsitute at her school. When I heard the news that she had died as a result of a car accident, my first thought [after realizing that it was for real] was what a great kid, what a great life. She was maybe 14 yeas-old, but had been such a bright light to many who knew her. She'd become a bright light to those who didn't really know her at all. Her personality, her attidude, her humor captured you. She was able to make put a genuine smile on the faces of all who attended my sister's wedding with her tribute to my sister and brother in law at their reception. Everyone at some point said, who's ...

Alors, j'etait sur caramail aujourd'hui, et j'ai decide blogger en francais ce soire. J'ai trouver que j'adore chattant sur caramail. Parceque j'habite en Texas, et rien personne d'ici parle francais, j'ai besoin de trouver des moyen practiquer mon francais. Avec chattant en francais, j'ai commence regarder mes DVD en francais alors je peux le compredre quand je l'entends. Je lire les livres en francais aussi, alors je peux devenir meillure avec le langue. Quand j'avais 12 ans, j'ai pense' que j'ai vu devenir un chef. Alors quand il etait le temps choissir mon deuxieme langue a l'ecole, j'ai choissi francais. La bas, il y a un ecole de culinaire qui s'appelle Courd En Bleu qui est le meiux ecole pour fair de cooking. Quand je pris les classes au lycee j'ai decide que je n'ai pas voulu devenir chef, mais jai continue suivre les classes francais. Mes notes dans cet classes etaient terrible parceque je le pa...

As I have received interview questions from two different peope I figured I would just combine the two into one post. The pastel green being from anglogerman and the sky blue from Gwynne ; enjoy! While blog surfing today, in order to increas my blog traffic, and in search of something new and interesting I found something! Thanks to Gwynne I have discovered the blog meme. 1. What purpose do you think God has for you on earth? I really wish I knew, because I would work arduously at fullfilling it; however, as I do not know, I will take it all one step at a time until my purpose is revealed. 2. What do you love most about yourself and why? The traits I love most about myself are my independence [both financially and emotionally]; If we are talking about physical traits that I love the most about myself, they would have to be my legs and my voice [although that is not so physical]. 3. What issue - social, political or anything else - is most likely to make you get up on your soa...

When the time is right, you'll know. I have no idea what I'm saying here. I just thought it would sound good to blog about the right time for different things. Let's see, the right time is: 5:00 p.m. - to leave work Age 26 - to get married Age 28 - to have a first child Age 24 - to buy a house when you open your eyes in the morning - to thank God for a new day. never -to whine or complain. when your eyes start to feel heavy - to go to sleep. Saturday night - to go to church to avoid the Sunday morning hoard. Everymorning - to vacuum your house, air your sheets and read the paper. every three days - to shampoo your hair [yes even if you are black]. every other day- to wash your sheets as soon as you think it you think it - to tell someone you love him/her. every three hours - to eat and regulate your metabolism. right now - to stop this rediculous list that has no true substance. five minutes from now- to go to sleep.

I went sky divin' I went Rocky Mountain climbing I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Choo And I loved deeper, And I spoke sweeter And I gave forgiveness I've been denying And some day I hope you get the chance, To live like you were dyin' Tim McGraw Sometimes I wonder what outrageous things I would do if I knew that I would die in a week. I wonder if there would be certain persons whom I would bend over backwards to see. I wonder if I'd be nervous or totally content with the way my lifed had unfolded. I would. I would have no regrets. I have learned many things from many people and experiences in my life; through these people I have been able to experience, happiness, love, and appreciation. Even the painful, and hurtful experiences have been worthwhile, for how can one truly understand and appreicate happiness if s/he has known no sadness? How can one truly experience love, if s/he has never known hurt. How can one truly revel in completing goals, if s/he h...

In the style of Aleks, here is Miss Krys 100 I am a middle child I have two sisters I am going to be very careful not to divulge any information that could be used for identity thieft in this list. I know everyone wants to be me. I hate feet I think they are disgusting I like watching Gray's Anatomy 24 is my favorite prime time show The Young and the Restless is my favorit show of all time I no longer get to watch it because I work I am a Marketing Assistant I grew up with both of my parents I am very heterosexual I am not homophobic I am single My best friends are my two sisters and my cuzibludin I went to private school for 7 years I loved the last 4 years of private school I am from Texas If I had voted in this election, I would have voted for Bush. Since I live in Texas my statemates took care of it for me I believe welfare recipients should have to work to receive benefits I do not condone people spitting out t...

I appreciate all of the comments from the previous post. However, the without love you die comments are a bit much for me. Allow me to further explain myself. I do love. I love my family, and my friends. I do not feel that an initmate relationship is imperative to my being; if anything, me being the type of person that I am, I feel as though it hinders my personal growth. I am more concerned with self-enrichment: learning languages, studying random subjects on my own accord, and things of that sort. Those things make me feel more complete than any companion will. When my happiness is based on me, myself, and I, then I am the only person who could possibly be responsible for my failure. This extends so far beyond my experiences with any human being. Even as far back as elementary school I hated group projects, because I understood that being in a group where we all get the same grade meant that my grade could be jepordized because of others. While I understand that it could be enhanced...

I spent a bit of trying to figure out what to title this piece, but nothing seemed to hit it just right. There was "I Loved Him. And He Hates Me." However, this leaves out the finality of the current un-situation. There was "One Last Cry," but that makes way for the word never, and I'm not quite sure that I will never cry again. Then there was "It's Just Different ." I had to settle for an untitled piece. Today he told me that there he thinks we need to close the lines of communication between us, and not talk to each other at all anymore period. I do not dispute this charge, which I initiated many times previously, but was unable to keep; when he says it, it's just different. I have known him nearly all of my life [about 18 of 22 years], six of which I have been head over heels inamoured, infuriated, miffed, speechless, livid and in love with him. In those six years we have infuriated each other often, but have always reconciled. We've ha...