Gossipy Gossips

A quote by Eleanor Roosevelt (I love her quotes by the way):

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Great minds discuss ideas

Average minds discuss events

Small minds discuss people

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It seems that I have been plagued with people who fall into the latter category. I just don't understand them...really...I don't. These are those who ABSOLUTELY need to know what's going on in other peoples lives. Those who have nothing better to do than to poke and pry and when they can't get anything on you...they make things up.

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I have been a victim of such mindless and often times baseless gossips. When it reaches my ears, I am left dumbfounded and speechless (very rare attributes of the Great Leech)..."What the **^$&^!". It used to hurt. But now it is just hilarious...to think that there are people who actually bother talking about me. Soon, I might even love the attention!

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But it bothers me when those same people start to gossips about other people in my vicinity. The conversation can become very mean and malicious and it leaves one feeling icky and dirty...tainted...dark...you get the idea! Sigh...why? Why? WHY?

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Questions...with no answers. So a quote of my own: "Can't join them? Leave the room."

Disappointments

I have a friend whose dad only speaks to her when he needs something. It's normally cash or occasionally her car. At other times...silence...sometimes lies. I think that she has been disappointed with him her whole life...wanting him to be her hero (as all dads should be to their little princesses) but always falling short of that dream. I see the hurt, the emptiness..the brokenness...and I tell her...

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It's okay. You have a Heavenly Father who is perfect in every imaginable way. He will never disappoint you...never forsake you...and He loves you so much...more than you can ever know. He is there...has always been there. He will fill the gap...the hole that your earthly father cannot fill. He will make you whole...you will never be in need...emotionally, physically and spiritually. He will take care of you.

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If you are reading this...be comforted...you are not alone.

The Man That Bitched!

I was standing in line one day to purchase tickets for Narnia (Prince Caspian) and it must have been my lucky day! Standing directly behind me was a malay couple. The girl was relatively quiet and when she did talk, she spoke in a well mannered tone. The guy was...well...yeah, he was The Man That Bitched!

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The line was long (it being a weekend) and so I had an earful of the fella. It went on and on and on and on. "Why you never call ahead and book (to the poor girlfriend who must be wishing she was somewhere else)...look at the express counter...it's so empty," to "What's the problem with all this people. Can't they make up their minds about what movie they want to watch. Reach the counter only only want decide. Then waste all our time," to "Why you want to watch 'What Happen In Vegas'? So stupid movie (as though he had watched it before). Okaylah...whatever you wantlah. If bad don't blame me."

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OMG!!!!

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I felt like punching him. I felt like throwing him on the ground and slam dunking him. I felt like telling the girlfriend, "Dump him!". I felt a million things......but I held my tongue, counted to ten and thought, "Why in the world am I letting someone like him spoil my day?". I had friends waiting for me at the Bhavarian Beer House and after that couple seats for Narnia. Bygones...