October 14, 2009

Are you yourself, everywhere?


It's a simple question. Yet, so hard to answer honestly. But one thing is that I can walk around school, work or the gym and always have the same attitude. The "I don't care what people think of me attitude." I don't care what one says about my clothes, whether I match or not. I don't care if they think I'm stuck up, because obviously they don't know the real me. Actually, the real me is the one who focuses more on being a true friend rather than worrying about having the right friends or the right number of friends. If your focus is on who is asking you to hang out today, then your focus is wrong. I'm sorry.
I see people everyday who are different versions of themselves everywhere they go. Whether it be at home or online, changing how they talk around someone, what they watch on tv or what they listen to on the radio. Regardless of what it is, be you at all times. I know, it's a nasty habit.
Worrying about what others think. hmm...I feel sometimes as soon as I walk into church, people are judging. Christians are the first, and I repeat, THE FIRST to judge someone. It's awful. I'm not there to judge anyone by no means. I'm not perfect. I make mistakes. Yes, Jessie Quinn makes mistakes. I have my flaws just like everyone else in this world does. But it's one thing when I go to church to learn more about God's word, and feel like other are there just to judge others. Does that make me hypocritical? For judging people about their judging? Ha Wow.
Basicallyyy I'm rambling. Probably making no sense to some. Alot on my mind. Lately it's been a hunger for the love of working out, playing ball or the Internet. So for now, I'm going to work on my hunger for God's word. Hopefully it will become a habit.

October 12, 2009

Funny Email.

If a man cuts his finger off while Slicing salami at work, He blames the restaurant.

If you smoke three packs a day For 40 years and die of lung cancer, Your family blames the Tobacco company..

If your neighbor crashes Into a tree while driving home drunk, He blames the bartender.

If your grandchildren are Brats without manners, You blame television.

If your friend is shot by a Deranged madman, You blame the gun manufacturer.

And if a crazed person breaks Into the cockpit and Tries to kill the pilot at 35,000 feet, And the passengers Kill him instead, The mother of the crazed deceased Blames the airline.

I must have lived too long to Understand the world As it is anymore.

So, if I die while my ASS is parked in front of this computer, I want all of you to Blame Bill Gates.