people make me angry

people crack me up.

i interviewed all four mayoral candidates for the city recently. fairly easy articles to write: question and answer, write it down. until i reached my last interview, that is. first of all, we prayed before the interview - which is fine because i was not offended. however, i think that's risky because it could offend some people and i am never for pushing religion upon anyone. i wouldnt want a muslim to ask me to pray to whoever it is they pray to with them. anyway, i digress.

so this woman wouldnt let me use a tape recorder, which with a question and answer format, you HAVE to use a recorder to make sure you get the words verbatim. but whatever. i made her repeat and repeat - which was her fault. ... so the article comes out - and i get an email telling me i made many mistakes and she wants them corrected. she said the quotes were not direct.

that makes me want to scream.

but whatever. i did my part. i made one mistake that i can see, and i can deal with that. i'm not perfect.

its been a good weekend. im not ready for another week of school.

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im a brat.

it seems like everytime i'm feeling overly sorry for myself and the only thing im enjoying is the pity party thrown especially for me, something is thrown down in my path that tells me to stop being such a brat and that - hey - it could be worse.

like yesterday. i was running a few errands and trying to keep the tears inside my eyelids (i cry. its just what i do.) i was mentally running through all the recent events that allowed me to feel sorry for myself and really thought that i was just at the bottom of the barrell. i mean, my life is just in shambles, right? about that time, i saw a woman pushing what i assume to be her handicapped son in a wheelchair and, well, i just felt like the scum of the earth - for all new reasons. those two people have experienced a thousand more troubled times than i have, and i can imagine their daily tribulations are much more complicated than the ones i stress over. when i step back and take a look at my life, its really nothing to throw a dramatic shindig over, although i do daily. sure, my issues are upseting to me - and this instance does not ease the pain of the things i do go through, small or not - but my life could be so much worse. i am truly blessed. i need these reminders every now and then to tell me to grow up, stop being a spoiled brat and just deal with life. sometimes you cant just cry and make things better. sometimes you have to actually try and make an effort. perhaps thats what i'll do.

ps. i know why the caged bird sings. i just watched two lovebirds (pun intended) get it on. rather strange. its one of those things you dont really want to watch but you cant look away. then again, im weird.

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