Sammy's Musings and Insights

Today I found out why you were depressed.  I overheard you two talking while I was coming in.  I should have thought about it before making judgement.  Also, just after, you were more open and friendly like you used to be.  I am glad, because you are a very good person with a very good heart.  Keep that always, despite what others think you should or shouldn't be.

I know you have been down in the dumps lately.  I don't have to ask...I can sense it.  I hear it in your voice, see in your body language, see it from you face and eyes, feel it from the vibes in your aura, something is wrong.  I know you have been depressed all week, and I don't know what to do.  I want to reach out but I don't want to interfere with your personal life.  I want to give you a hug but I don't want to send the wrong message.  I wish I knew how to cheer you up, and bring back the old spark into your eyes.  Whatever is bothering you, I hope things look up for you.  Please feel free to reach out to me if you need to, I am always here.  :)

I know I should write on here more.  After all, I am an English major now, right?  And, to some of you, I am a very good writer.  I need to make myself a goal to write something of interest on here at least once a week.  Anything, everything, the sky's the limit.  Let me ask you:  give me a topic that you would like me to expand on, and let's hope I still have some creative juices.  Anybody even read this blog?  Yes, you.  Tell me, ask me, what would like me to write about for you?

I have been trying to find a way to let this go, but in truth I just can't.  I am hurt and angered right now, and I have every right to be.  I was just hurt again by a classmate turned coworker turned friend turned enemy.  For the purpose of confidentiality, I won't say who she is, but if those of you who know me well, you know who I am talking about. It's bad enough she doesn't see as someone with a little more authority than her and that she doesn't know good behavior from bad behavior but what is worse is the boundaries she has crossed and the ones she is still crossing. Here are the boundaries she's crossed: 1) Telling my supervisor I have harassed her when this is a lie, and there are about 10 people who can account for this. 2) Telling a mutual friend that we have problems and when the time comes, we will work it out later, instead chooses to bring it to work. 3) Lecturing me on conduct when she is just as guilty, maybe even more guilty, of showing inappro...

To the jerk that was rude to me this morning while I was on the phone with AAA, and asked you for the address of where I was, just two words: F*** you!!! If you had wanted to help me by changing the tire, then you should have said something before I asked you the question, not ask me ambiguously, "Do you have a spare?" when it was clear to you I was on the phone and had no idea where I was. You get huffy over your macho pride and think you are insulted, with your "Well, screw you, I was going to help change it but forget it," well what about me? I am lost, I don't know where I am, I got onlookers looking at the damaged tire, thinking, oh, how did that poor girl get a flat, I'd help but I don't know how or I am going somewhere and I can't be late,which wasn't helping the situation at all, while I got my mother outside joining them in this verbal powwow of what to do, what to do? How was I supposed to know you wanted to change the tire? Did you...

It's been a long time since I have done anything with this blog, in fact I have ignored it for a long time, but now it is time to get the juices flowing and get back to writing again. I have decided on something that has been on my mind for a long time. For the last couple of years, okay the time, I have been not writing in here, I have been attending college in a library tech. program. Well, after some thought, and some inspiration from my lit class, I have finally decided to go back and get my bachelor's degree (in Liberal Arts, with English minor). The reason for this goal: I have always been the type who that liked learning, but what scared me was being stuck in the same field all my life, never moving forward. Most of my friends went to college as business majors or as education majors, which never appealed to me. I wanted a career that would allow me to think. I also have to blame the city I was living in. Most people are stuck in their same life, never moving forw...

Do you remember your dreams? Unfortunately, I don't. Someone just recently asked me what dreams do I hold that I want to make reality or what dreams that you had that you wanted to make real. I wasn't sure what to say at the moment other than remembered I hoped I wouldn't become my mother, who didn't find happiness until her sixties. Dreams and hopes and wishes have changed for me so much over the years. I remember one time I wanted to be a doctor, then a radio producer, then a wall street hot shot. Then nothing after that. I do have one which is to travel, see Paris, and Rome and London, and New York, like everyone else, maybe even see China or Japan. That one I am working up to gradually. But when my friend asked me what was my biggest dream, I was ashamed to tell him what it was: to fall in love again and get married and build a life with the intentioned Mr. Right. Why was I ashamed? Well, my friend is a marriage atheist, one of these men who believe love an...