Frustration

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I can’t ever seem to get it right. No matter how hard I seem to try to stand on positive ground with a good outlook on the day and life, I inevitably fall flat on my face. I normally start my day between 4:30 and 5:00am. After I get a cup of coffee and go outside to smoke my first morning cigarette, I sit down on the porch and pray that I will have a good day. For the most part, I do. Since the last month or so, no matter how much I pray and ask for help in my personal life and situation, I get pushed down. I am filled with such anger and confusion. I don’t know what to do anymore. Dose GOD and those closet to me hate me and want to see me fail that badly? I am at the point in my life that I ask myself ” is all of my diligence and hard work really worth all of this headache, stress, confusion and, constant failure”? Don’t get me wrong, I do not and will not accept failure as an option. I DO NOT give up. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I feel like a lost soul that will never find it’s way. I go to church every Sunday morning and bible study every Sunday night, I give the shirt off of my back to complete strangers and, give my last dollar to make sure that most ends are met but yet, I still manage to fail. Is this ever going to end? People say that good things come to those who wait and that no good deed goes undone. I’m beginning to wonder how true all of that really is. I know I’m not perfect and may never be rich but DAMN IT!!!!!!!! I just want to be happy and content. After all of my hard work, diligent efforts and good deeds, I think I deserve at least that much. I’m tired of being angry and frustrated because I can’t ever seem to get ahead no matter what. After all of this being said, please understand that I’m not looking for a pity party nor do I have self pity.

In conclusion, all I want is to be happy and to have someone (whether it be friends, family, god or, all of the above) to help me pick myself up when I fall.

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Margaritaville

Dan remembered his father telling him stories of a magical place in Mexico. One day, Dan decided to take a trip to Mexico to see if the stories were true. When Dan got across the border, he went to the first cantina he saw, ordered a lime and some salt. Dan took a bite of the lime, licked the salt and said senorita three times. When Dan opened his eyes, there sat his dad, Jimmi Buffett saying, welcome to Margaritaville.

 

Flash in the Pan

word for the day: cantina

Skeptic

Adam was given a crystal of good and evil by a fortune telling Gypsy. She had told Adam to keep the crystal in the light at all times no matter what or evil will befall him. With Adam being the skeptic he is and after a high power bill, he decided to turn out all the lights one night. I wish I could tell you what happened next but, Adam never made it through the night to tell what happened that night and the crystal was never found. If you have the crystal, I hope you don’t turn out the lights.

 

Flash in the Pan

word for the week: crystal

Invention

As a young man, Paul thought the spork was the best thing since sliced bread. A spork is simply a fork and a spoon combined into one. As Paul got older he soon realized there weren’t any metal sporks, only plastic. Paul soon took it upon himself to learn metallurgy so he could invent a metal spork. Several years later, Paul reached his dream of debuting his new metal spork to the invention comity. When Paul was asked how the newly founded utensil could be used, he explained that the utensil is intended to be used to eat everything. In a joking manner, Paul explained that unless you want to be drenched in milk or a hot liquid, using the utensil for cereal or soup was strongly ill-advised. After the interview, because of his joking manner about the spork, Paul’s dream was quickly crushed and the metal spork never made it.

Flash in the Pan

word for the week: fork

Potluck

Joan was sitting at her kitchen table wondering what she could make for the potluck lunch that her and her coworkers were going to have the following day. As she pondered for several minutes, she came up with fried rice, carrots, and peas. While looking for her rice in her cupboards, Joan remembered the potluck was supposed to be healthy. Joan found there wasn’t any brown rice, only white. Joan didn’t feel like going to the grocery for only a bag of rice. Soon Joan remembered that parboiled white rice has almost the same nutritional value as brown rice. After Joan parboiled the rice, she thew it and the other ingredients into the wok and fried it all up. Later the next day, everyone commented and loved her potluck dish.

 

Flash in the Pan

word for the week: parboiled

My story

Sgt. David Smith led his platoon through the bush in Da Nang during the Vietnam war. After taking enemy fire for fifteen hours, the shots finally ceased. While Sgt. Smith was awaiting his new coordinates, he and his platoon had tried to figure out how they could buffet their way through the immensely thick jungle not knowing what awaited them next. Sgt. Smith got his coordinates and moved the platoon forward with extreme caution. Soon, they reached the center of the jungle where there was a 100 yard clearing and no cover. With Pvt. Moore’s quick thinking, the men covered themselves in their ghillie suits to provide adequate cover. Several hours later, Sgt. David Smith and his men finally arrive on the other side of the clearing only to hear, the war was over and “Charley” had been contained. After his tour, Sgt. Smith found himself buffeting his way through civilian life.

Flash in the Pan 

word for the day: buffet