I sang at the church several of my Xangan friends attend Sunday night. After the service, I was heading out to the gym to play some basketball, when I overhead a conversation that I, quite frankly, did not expect to hear.
I heard MisFishie tell Simbathe2nd that he was, and I quote, "very cute."
Now I didn't want to be accused of eavesdropping on this obviously personal conversation, so I didn't stop to ask questions. But it's extremely obvious to me what's going on here.
I just don't understand why they wouldn't tell anyone. So I figured they must have forgotten. So I did what any kind, caring, and cool friend would do, and decided I would save them the trouble and tell everyone for them.
So, everyone, on the behalf, and in the best interest, of MisFishie and Simbathe2nd, I would like to announce...

Usually people just skip to the announcing. Forget the back story, unless it makes the story juicier. Forget about most of the conversation, the unknown facts, the context of the conversation, all of that is null so long as you got the Who, What, and maybe the When. Nothing else really matters to you, because that's not what's important. That stuff doesn't make the better story.
Your kind are a dime a dozen, and that's plus tax. Ugh, the world would be so much better off without you! The only good you do is supply the plants with carbon dioxide to breathe!
You just sulk around, waiting to hear what you want to hear, so you can run off and tell someone a lie, when the truth you don't even care about  probably isn't any of your business!
I was in school with someone like that for a long time. They would run around telling half truths, stirring up rumors, setting off tempers, then when they were caught; deny deny deny. It made me sick. They caused so much pain, so many headaches.
Sometimes it's more than just petty tattletales. Some of the things you say can cost an innocent person their job, reputation, ect. And you don't even care.
I'm not talking about politics, I'm talking about people who just mind their own business, who probably do more good than not. And you just have to throw some mud on them.
I think you do it just to get attention off of yourself. You try so hard to keep everybody interested in others' lives so nobody will have time to look at yours. You're so quick to point out the flaws of others so no one will be able to see your own.
You don't even have any true friends. You can't be trusted.
You know, I almost pity you. Almost; if it weren't for all the pain you cause.




That's the end of my rant. The whole first three paragraphs are true though. But I'll leave it up to you to form your own conclusion.

Jesse is the high school's starting halfback. He loves football, but he's not the star of the team, he's just above average. He's good-looking, smarter than their starting linebacker, but mostly just the average junior.
Sarah plays the clarinet for the school marching band. She's an exceptional clarinetist, but right now, that's all she thinks she has going for her. She's a pretty brunette, skinny, but not a bean pole, and it's her junior year.This is only her second year at this school, so she is still considered a "new girl."
After a win for the football team, Sarah is invited by a friend to go to the party. Normally a shy girl, she started to decline, but after thinking about another boring night at home, she decided she would tag along. "Just for a little while," she assured herself.
She will never forget that party. That is where she met Jesse!
And anyone could finish the rest of this story. Or, at least the Disney version. They fell in love, dated, and Jesse got into MSU (the best college for football, or course. ) and Sarah went there too because I'm sure they have a darn good clarinet class, and they ended up getting married and having 6 kids together. Yay!!!!
But that's Disney. Welcome to real life:
They started dating. It actually worked out, too. All through their senior year, you barely saw one without the other. Jesse did get into college for football, but in the nearby, not-so-great one. Sarah just stuck with the community college. After their freshmen years, they decided they were ready. They got married.
Fast forward a year or two. They share an apartment. They hardly ever have time for each other. No more romantic dinners, or surprise flowers. The apartment begins to seem too small. They start getting grumpy, bickering more often than not.
Then, something happens. The apartment complex raises their prices, one of them loses their job, anything. And suddenly, they've fallen out of love. Before the five year mark, they've filed for divorce.
"So what," you say. "Just a relationship that didn't work out. They'll get over it." Well, you've missed the point. At one time, these two loved each other. So much so that they took vows to stay with each other through anything.  Why is it that the first version of this story became so unbelievable.How did the second version, the "real life" one, become the norm for America?

I believe it may be the result of the lack of commitment.

Commitment may be defined as "the state or an instance of being obligated or emotionally impelled." Some synonyms are "duty," "must," "need," "ought," "pledge," "promise," "responsibility," and "vow." A few antonyms are
"broken promise," or "denial."
It's not a word you hear to much anymore.
When you love someone, and I mean real love, the state of mind one, not the feeling, you are determined to stay with them no matter what. You are committed to a relationship with them.

But there's another word that's replaced it. If not in word, than in deed.

Involved is defined as " being affected or implicated." Synonyms: "complex," "confusing," "difficult," and  "tangled." Antonyms: "easy," "simple," and "uncomplicated."

How in the world did these two get mixed up?
How many times do you hear statements like these:"Are you involved with anyone?" "Oh, I'm involved with ___" "Yeah, we're dating, but it's complicated."
Why would you want to use the word "involved" when referring to someone you supposedly love? "Being affected or implicated?" Sounds like something having to do with a crime!

An old saying says "In a ham-and-egg breakfast, the chicken is involved, but the pig is committed."

I know, hoe cliche, the Christian doing a blog against divorce. But I'm going to steer this ship in a different direction.
See, this priciple doesn't apply to just marrige. It goes for everthing,
Look at how many Xangans are leaving. At one time, they joined this site to do something they enjoyed, but a little trouble comes, an unexpected problem pops up, and they jump ship.
What about education? How many people start out with a fire in their eye, ready to take on their dream, but when they realize how hard it'll be, they just...stop.
How about diets? Actually, we're not gonna go there.
But you get my point. Lack of committment in adults today is teaching kids that it it okay to give up. You can be lazy and quit, so long as life is easy. Just get involved in your programs. "committment" is to hard to spell anyway.

Well, what about you? What are you committed to? Anything at all? Are you just involved with someone or something, too lazy or scared to step up to the plate? Or are you committed?

Commitment unlocks the doors of imagination, allows vision, and gives us the 'right stuff' to turn our dreams into reality.

There’s a difference between interest and commitment. When you’re interested in doing something, you do it only when circumstance permit. When you’re committed to something, you accept no excuses, only results.

Commitment in the face of conflict produces character

Unless commitment is made, there are only promises and hopes; but no plans

The quality of a person's life is in direct proportion to their commitment to excellence, regardless of their chosen field of endeavor.

When work, commitment, and pleasure all become one and you reach that deep well where passion lives, nothing is impossible.



(Quotes found at Thinkexist.com.)

There's two guys sitting in a bar, both are drunk as a skunk. The first guy turns to the other and says,"Man, this is the best bar in town."

The second man replies,"Yeah, it is pretty good."

"No, I'm serious, it's THE best bar in town."

"I'm sure I've been to better. Why do you say it's the best?"

"It can make you fly."

The man gives him a strange look, so the first says,"C'mon, I'll show you."

He takes them to the roof of the building and points to the corner. "See the corner over there, by the busy intersection? If you jump off there, than you can fly. It's something about the heat thermals comin' up from the ground."

"Wow, you must be really drunk!"

"No, it's true. I swear!"

"Then show me."

So the man steps up to the corner of the building and jumps off. He disappears, and the other man rushes to the ledge to see where he had landed. Much to his surprise, the other drunk appears in front of him, floating.

"See?" he says.

"Whoa, I have got to try that!" So the man jumps past the floating drunk, falls for a moment, and then...
Falls the rest of the way to the road, where his body meets the unfriendly pavement below.

The other man floats back to roof, chuckling. He goes back into the bar and orders another drink from the bartender.

"What'd ya do this time?" The bartender asks.

"The same as usual," is the reply.

The bartender hands the man his drink and tells him, "Boy, you are one mean drunk, Superman!"


Sorry I haven't been on in so long. Right now, life is...well, it's been better.I should be posting something more serious soon, but for now, enjoy.