Would It Matter — Skillet
Would It Matter — Skillet
D’awwwww. That’s why ya gotta love Morgan!
Miss ya Prentiss!
Dad: Obama is destroying our nation (etc)
Me: So you want to swap out one corrupt politician…for another corrupt politician?
Dad: Well, Santorum makes a lot of sense, and he still has good ideals. He’ll fight for our country.
Me: How can you tell?
Dad: By what he says.
Me: REALLY? You trust him because he SAYS SO? You do know that politicians lie, right? They say whatever they think you want to hear.
Dad: Well…it’s like this, do you want the big leech that’s going to suck you dry, or the little leech that you can survive with?
Me: How do you know Santorum is the little leech? Maybe he’ll turn out to be the big leech.
Dad: You can tell by his character.
Me: His character?! He’s a politician! His actual job is to lie to you about his character!
Dad: …WELL SOMEONE HAS TO GET OBAMA OUT. (cue long rant about how Obama single-handedly destroyed America’s economy)
Later, the conversation turned to illegal immigration….
Dad: I’m not against Mexicans, but if you come across that border illegally, you’re a gangster. You’re breaking the law.
Dad: They’re DESTROYING AMERICA. They’re going to take it over!
Me, laughing: You mean like we did with the Indians? You don’t see the irony in that?
Dad: Well….does that mean it’s right?!
Me: It means karma’s a bitch.
Dad: Then we’re getting karma by the bucket load. I’m not talking to you about this anymore; you make me too depressed! I’m going to call my friend and talk about it with him.
ROTFL!! YES!!! I LOVE THIS!! xD
Election 2012 is here. Or rather is has BEEN here for awhile. Like Christmas it rears its ugly head sooner and sooner each time it comes around and all we is bitch more and more about it. I think we like the idea of bitching more than we like the idea of change (as a society that is). But so with…
Can I get an amen for this post right here? Well said!
“Change and growth take place when a person has risked himself and dares to become involved with experimenting with his own life.”
~ Herbert A. Otto
Saw the performance on Dick Clark’s countdown show, and I have to say, this song gets across perfectly, what I want my life to be.
Just to live life with a purpose and meaning, so it can be said, one day in the far away future when all is but a memory, “I was here.”
“It is from the numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.”
~ Robert F. Kennedy
A select small few of the many moments that the year 2011 brought, as well as the new faces the year 2011 brought into my life.
So grateful of every opportunity afforded to me this year, all of the knowledge I’ve been given, and all of the relationships and friendships that have been founded, and/or strengthened.
Just one year alone, I battled my health, lost a ton of weight, received a steady s…tream of enlightenment, found new interests, got involved in the community and in campaigns, found the PERFECT church, met some amazing people, and had some alluring experiences. All of that has helped this continuous pattern of personal growth that I still experience even today.
2011 was a massive transitional year for me, which has been much needed and appreciated.
2012, I feel, will be a year of creating a wealth of new opportunity and experiences. We live on borrowed time, and I no longer believe in letting it go to waste.
Bring on 2012! =D
Ever since I found out about this video, I have been haunted, moved, and incredibly saddened by this young man’s tragic passing on Christmas day.
For someone like me who has battled anxiety in the past over the fear of death, seeing him talk about his close encounters with such optimism, hope, and comfort gives me a sense of comfort, and I can’t help but hope that happy place he had visited so many times, became a place he’s been able to call home when he finally succumbed to his heart condition.
R.I.P. Ben Breedlove. You’re an inspiration, and an example of why we should appreciate every single day we’re afforded on this earth.