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Garbage Truck.

April 13, 2011

Greetings. :) I’ve been doing some serious studying and thinking of course; judging from the reading material below, you can gladly assume that I’ve fried my brain juice and I feel a whole lot better today after catching up with some sleep last night. The past two days was pretty tough on me considering all I did was space out, lived off instant noodles and sleeping at odd hours throughout the day. Oh don’t get me wrong, its not that I’m complaining; I just don’t think that would be good for me in the long run.

On a slightly unrelated note, if you can tell from the frequency of my tweets which usually reflects how bothered I am on the inside; there’s been a lot on my mind. Truth is, I’ve never felt so doubted and its just the oddest feeling in the world. Its almost as if I have no credibility because I’m in an entirely new place; its pretty upsetting too. I’ve never felt so out of place and judged, I miss being completely free to just do it all my way driven by nothing else but happiness; and just be. You have no idea how weird it feels when someone doubts you and finding it hard to trust you merely because you don’t belong. Perhaps I’m not in the position to relive my ways, and there’ll never be a precedent to justify anything.

Read a blog post here:
Life is like a Garbage Truck

One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly.

So I asked, ‘Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!’ This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, ‘The Law of the Garbage Truck.’

He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they’ll dump it on you. Don’t take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don’t take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.

The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so….. ‘Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don’t.’ Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it.

I might go grab the book from the original author someday,but bottom line is; thats a really good one. Perhaps I’ve always lived my life that garbage truck way over the years; to not take things personally because I tend to just write off people’s mood swings or bad behaviors giving them a benefit of the doubt. You’d be surprise with the amount of people who smile everyday but deep down inside they’ve dug a hole so deep that they buried all the sadness,anger and frustration deep inside. Just as long as its unintentional! :)

I might just share more short stories, yay or nay?

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