Tuesday, August 28, 2007

another story

i heard a story recently, but i bring it up because of it relevancy to my life. Im not sure if its a story, more of a moral, or saying.

There are two wolves fighting in everymans heart, hate and love. Whichever one wins depends on which one you feed the most. Sadly though i chose to feed the wolf of hate too much, and he grew stronger than he should have. But hopefully i will feed him no more. I want to feed the wolf of love more.


School starts soon! YAY

Friday, August 24, 2007

a funny story

sometimes customers can be lots of fun.Yesterday a customer told me a story, it went like this:

So where i used to live there were stores that were open 24 hours a day, so that meant you could go shopping at 3 am if you like. When my friends and i were in University we would take full advantage of this and go shopping after a night at the bar.
So one night were shopping and my brother comes up to me and is really drunk. He's carrying size 19 shoes that he had bought for 10.00 in the clearance bin.
I asked him 'bro whats with the shoes, they are way too big for you'
he replied
'noman therre noot for meee. When i meet someone wittth size 19 feet....i'm gonnnna hafe a really bigg friend'

How can you argue with that logic?

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

meditation

so i've been doing a lot of meditation this week. Not the whole ohmm style hindu meditation, but kind of a 'conservative' meditation. I guess what one really has to understand is 'what is meditation'. Its focusing the front part of the brain on a mundane task so as to divert you attention, and thus allowing you to focus on nothing in particular. I've been doing this through music. Focusing on the music helps me forget other things that are going on. Well...it does most of the time, sometimes it has the ability to really pull you back to reality. But as John Mayer would say 'I'm in repair'

I have amazing friends, thanks for all your words of encouragement...and virtual hugs :)
-don

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

im kinda scared

to become the man in the song Cheers Darlin by Damien Rice. He is so bitter and spitebul, but he wears his emotions on his sleave (possibly with a little help from wine). So much of this is me, but some of it isn't.

Cheers darlin'
Here's to you and your lover boy
Cheers darlin'
I got years to wait around for you
Cheers darlin'
I've got your wedding bells in my ear
Cheers darlin
'You give me three cigarettes to smoke my tears away
And I die when you mention his name
And I lied, I should have kissed you
When we were running the reins
What am I darlin'?
A whisper in your ear?
A piece of your cake?
What am I, darlin?
The boy you can fear?
Or your biggest mistake?
Cheers darlin'
Here's to you and your lover man
Cheers darlin'
I just hang around and eat from a can
Cheers darlin'
I got a ribbon of green on my guitar
Cheers darlin'
I got a beauty queen
To sit not very far from me
I die when he comes around
To take you home
I'm too shy
I should have kissed you when we were alone
What am I darlin'?
A whisper in your ear?
A piece of your cake?
What am I, darlin?
The boy you can fear?
Or your biggest mistake?
Oh what am I?
What am I darlin'?
I got years to wait...

This was obviously written as a wedding toast, but it hit me with a new sting today. I hope to never be this bitter, but i can see how easy it would be

Monday, August 13, 2007

what hurts the most

is being so close, and having her walk away, and having so much to say. And never knowing what could have been, and not seeing that love in you, is what i was trying to do.

Have you ever been told something that actually makes you feel like you've been hit with a bat. This happened today. It hurts, it throbs, i don't think it will go away easily.

I spent a lot of time in prayer today, and that was comforting.

I don't know the last time i cried before today, but it has been a long time.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

im in a weird melancoly mood

so i decieded to start writing, with no agenda, and see where i end up. Today was long at work, and people were not working. This doesn't really bug me, except that we really needed them to be working, we had lots of work to do, but it wasn't getting done. The quality of labour has really fallen in the past few months. And i never thought that i would say this but im actually worried about golftown after i leave. Not because im cocky, but because when i leave, everyone else is leaving, and again, not being cocky, but because everyone is going back to school when i go back to school. Man, those past few sentances were terrible, i overused the word actually, and 'actually' started a sentence with 'And'. Ca-Ching. Deecent!
I was just watching the news and saw a segment on homelessness. The reason i stopped is because my dad was on TV all morning doing interviews with Global, CTV, and CityTv. This is because he is on the comittee to end homlessness. The goal is to erradicate homlessness in Calgary within ten years. The committee is being very aggressive as it is made up primarly of successful buisnessmen, with support from volunteer organizations. I think i will end this here, i don't know why. One last thought though, there are songs out there that make you cry, but never do you come across songs that make you cry...even though you try with all you might not too. At least this is the case for me. The song 'The Fear You Won't Fall' by Joshua Radin is such a song. It describes the fear of falling in love. How, at least in my case, you become scared of love because the love might end, or you might become disallusioned. Never have i had a song echo my heart so much. Give it a listen. I might post the lyrics, but i doubt it.
peace
don

Sunday, August 05, 2007

i was just given just over 5000 songs today by a friend of mine. Lots of stuff that i like, but mostly stuff i've never heard. So this will be a good exersise in exploring new music. This is also good because i won't be buying too many new cd's while i try and get familiar with all this music.

I got to hangout with some friends downtown and at the mall today. Fun times

hmmm

have you ever wanted to tell someone something so badly you just want to scream. I have something i need to say, but i need to wait for the right time. Its not like i'm unable to say it, on the contrary, i would be happy to say it, i just need the chance. I think that's what i want to say.