Have a lot to say

It looks like I forgot to mention about the food part with Poker Movie Night. We had enough food to last a whole night with 10 people according to Kevin. This time I want to bring two saucy dips so the game will have encourage more players at the table. We had potatoe and tortilla chips being eaten, but the danish crossiants were not eaten. I am going to have those at the meeting on Tuesday.

I want to try out the extra buttery popcorn this time. The original secret popcorn tasted a little nasty, but the package became stolen to my surprise. I think someone who visited the kitchen must have thought I left it there for giving it away. It was pretty interesting to see how people will actually steal when no one is looking.

The flyers have sent out a message. I intend to post all of my flyers on the club window for a display of history because that is what has defined us. The flyers say a lot about this club because it has been created by me. Being a president and sensitive person, sometimes I forget how much work I put into carrying a good image for myself. There comes a moment in life where you don't really care what happens to you anymore and just want to get some purely good stuff done.

Regardless of what people say and do, I have made some negative judgements to the majority of them because I see it as their lack of concern. It must be like you have to be in someone's shoe to understand the situation. I don't know why I don't draw myself near to people as much as I should do.

There's been a confusing history about me in relationships with people. First of all, I did get by high school by saying less than a thousand words on its premise. By not communicating how I was feeling, most of the time I felt like a giant melting pot. I did not know how to go about solving many of my issues but felt I could at the same time. I kept on studying myself over all things by thinking about everything I was doing. My mind would fall fast asleep on many occasions of trying to pick up knowledge from a textbook.

I then became extremely stressed out. Not knowing what to do here, I was faced with the dilemma of sticking with the happy past or progressing into a scary future. I became xenophobic because my father and mother would put out their temper on me for not living up to their expectations with me. All along, I was worried about how people felt about me. I felt I was not worthy enough to be a person who communicated to others. I would be jealous at those who raised their mouths and stood up for what they believed in. I also would be angry if classmates did not repeat their acts which made me laugh or happy.

I would shift blames on people when I felt like a failure. All of these things with a disappointing grade turnout in high school brought me to an all-time low. In conclusion, I can see where my pity lies with me. At the same time, angry has driven me to think about my ambitions or concerns with life. Of all things, I would firstly love to be able to apply the controversial Bible into my life. My thoughts about my belief in Jesus Christ has stuck with me ever since 12th grade. It's brought a metamorphism I cannot explain to my life. It is like I have great moments of feeling appreciated by God. My life has been about turning the tables around, as Marcio Corona explains. Santipheap observed how I had changed from a lazy student into an 'A' student. I have given life nothing but my very best. For all that, things have gone wrong in several occasions. All I have to blame is myself and be angry with my failures of being an expectantly moral man and spreading the words of how Christ saved us from pains of doing lifelong sins.