Humble Beast

Today's sermon was about humility, the humility of Jesus. The passage came from Philippians 2:1-18, feel free to search it up yourself. Humility is essentially putting others above yourself...and Jesus was the ultimate humble beast. He humbled His perfect self and took the cross for all of us. I don't wanna get all preachy on you guys cuz you reading this may or may not be religious. But it was just a good reminder to myself...that not everything is about me  To try to understand what it means to put others and others' needs above my own. Sometimes we put ourselves on too high of a pedestal...oh I'm a great guy, any girl would be lucky to date me...oh I'm a smart kid, any company would be lucky to hire me, Humility is about lowering yourself...not thinking so highly of yourself...you don't have to put yourself down...but someone who's really good at something like basketball for example doesn't need to constantly let everyone know about it you know. To me, being a humble beast is being a BEAST at whatever you do...sports, music, school...but being humble, not bragging, but going about it like you've been there before you know. In today's society where pride and being on top and egos and boasting reign supreme...it's hard to be humble...to lower yourself and put others above yourself. We all wanna be praised...but we aren't willing to praise others and give others the glory. I mean...allow me to be preachy again if you will...but Jesus...who was perfect in every single way...lowered himself to  the lowliest of positions...washing his disciples' feet, being stoned and rejected and being crucified. The title of the set of verses is called imitating Christ's humility...to think...trying to put this into today's perspective...it's like if Obama decided he didn't wanna live in the white house....instead he wanted to live like a regular person, eat with and like us regular people you now...lowering himself. It's not an accurate representation but I hope you get it. I know it's hard...cuz we all have things we're good at...and we all wanna be noticed and appreciated...but being humble is a true sign of maturity and success...to be confident. comfortable and content with and in who you are...not being dependent on the opinions of others...being humble is to lower yourself...but to also understand your true value...not needing reassurance you know.

Old Habits Never Die

I know, I know...December and January were such good months...now I'm slowly reverting to my old habits...I'm sorry, no excuses. I haven't been up to much as of late...it's legit just been school and basketball. But finally it's reading week...had my last exam on friday. Hope to slowly start getting back on track and on top of things. I'm gonna be teaching sunday school again at church...it's been a while since I've done that...like 6 months or so cuz I wanted to give myself a break and focus on myself. The gym I signed up for is going to be opening up soon so I can get back into shape and stuff. Tonight was a fun night...all star saturday...I went to a friend's house with a bunch of the guys...a bunch of familiar faces...guys I went to high school with and we just had a good time...this week is going to be nice...and relaxing. Everyone back from university...just chilling and catching up.

Nights Like This Part 3

Part 1 http://thebestyouneverheard.blogspot.ca/2014/08/nights-like-this.html
Part 2 http://thebestyouneverheard.blogspot.ca/2014/08/nights-like-this-part-2.html

Today was a great day...got on the bus to go to school and the presto machine wasn't working so I didn't have to pay...what a great way to start the day. Had my stats exam and felt pretty confident going in and leaving the exam...I find it funny how stats was the course I feared most and now it's the course I'm most comfortable with and find the most enjoyment lol. Any ways...tonight was a good night...got to chill with my 2 homies which I haven't seen for a while. We watched a movie then went to Swiss Chalet for dinner. It's nights like these that really make me smile...I've said it numerous times...yeah it's nice to do activities, go bowling, watch movies and stuff...but like the thing I was telling my homies...one reason why I don't like going to the movies is cuz no one talks...we just sit there. The more I think about it...the funnest, most enjoyable and memorable times I've spent with people I care about...we were just sitting around...chilling...talking and enjoying each other's company. I love doing activities don't get me wrong...but I love it even more when during those activities we can still interact and laugh and have fun and everyone isn't just doing their own thing or on their phone. You know it's a fun time when no one's on their phone cuz they're too busy having fun and talking and stuff. But yeah...nights like this...are nights I look forward to and nights that I cherish, thank you boys.

I Drop Tears For My Homies That Ain't Here...

Hello, nice seeing you again...it's been a while. It's a busy time...exam on tuesday and friday last week and got another exam tuesday and friday this week and then reading week. But let's just get straight to it...Meek Mill has a song called Traumatized where he says "I drop tears for my homies that ain't here and still think about you even tho that it's been years." Man this hit the heart...now he's referencing his homies who are dead most likely. But it made me think about the homies in my life that I've grown and drifted apart from...people who I may have been super close to but aren't with me and by my side presently. I drop tears for my homies that ain't here...cuz it makes me sad that people I once called close or best friends aren't with me...I still think about you even tho that it's been years...you guys still cross my mind...every single waking day.Specifically there is one friend who comes to my mind...the Shaq to my Kobe, this dude was my Westside ride or die brother...we shared so many laughs and memories...he taught me how to slow dance, his family is my family, I ALWAYS saw joy in his eyes and in his smile...and I drop so many tears my brother...cuz it's been too long...way too long. It legit hurts my heart to think about what you've been through...and it kills me to know I haven't had the courage to hit you up and see how you've been...it actually makes me feel like a terrible friend, considering what a truly stand up guy you are. I think about you...a lot...cuz you saw real kindness in everyone...we shared interests, hobbies, faith...I miss you man...

Your Pain Is My Pain

When you care enough about someone, you feel their pain. I'm not talking about if someone stubs their toe, you're gonna feel the same pain that they're feeling. This is more on an emotional and personal level. A lot of my friends think I don't like it when people cry, that I can't handle it cuz I always say...please don't cry. But they don't understand where that comes from...it hurts me when I see my friends cry cuz all I can do is sit there and watch them and either sit with them or comfort them with words. When you care a lot about someone...you feel their pain...if they break up with their loved one, lose a family member or are simply going through a hard time...their pain is your pain, you feel for them, you feel their sadness, you feel their anger. Sometimes it sucks seeing your friends upset, knowing you couldn't be there to prevent it from happening. What may be even worse is seeing them upset and knowing you can't do anything to cheer them up. I think in those cases the most important thing is just being there for them...even if they don't want you there...make yourself available. It's not about you...it's about them. It's not about what you could've done, what you can say or do at the moment...it's simply about making yourself available to them...knowing that they have someone who is there plain and simple. I don't like seeing my friends or family sad...cuz I put myself in their shoes and I feel their struggle. When my boy gets rejected my a girl he really liked...I've been there and feel his struggle...when a friend experiences a death of a loved one...I may not have experienced that, but I have envisioned that scenario a countless amount of times and cried real tears enough to feel their pain as well. Breaking this all down very simple...when you care about someone...it's one thing to be there for them and stuff like I talked about...but when you have a real connection with that person...you'll feel their pain, their sadness and their sorrow.

You're Beautiful

Girls only, boys keep out...just kidding...but this is catered to my females. Here I am...studying for my health psychology exam tomorrow. I've been reading about a plethora of topics...some topics that I've been reading about that triggered this post are eating disorders, binge eating/drinking, exercise, smoking...all these things. It reminded me of one of Timothy Dela Ghetto's videos/raps about insecure girls...go check it out if you want. And it made me really inspired to make a post like this. To tell you girls...yes you, you reading these words right now...that you're beautiful...you're absolutely gorgeous...and despite what other people, television or media says...you're beautiful exactly the way you are. For those girls who do all these things...diet, dress or act a certain way to impress other guys and look beautiful in the eyes of other people...know that you're beautiful exactly the way that you are...embrace the beauty that God gave you. Don't get me wrong now...I'm not saying all girls are like that...there are the girls who put on make up, dress all nicely, go to the gym...for themselves...to look beautiful and feel good about themselves...and all I gotta say to those women is more power to you...you do you...and do whatever makes you feel good. Where it all goes south is when girls start doing things to please other people...whether it's going on extreme diets...putting on make up...wearing revealing clothing...acting ditzy or whatever. Like damn...be yourself girl...some girls are so eager to meet a guy or be in a relationship that they jump the gun...they find a guy and like change themselves to cater to what they think he likes. When really...they need to just be themselves...whether that's make up or no...sweatpants or a dress...be yourself...embrace your naturalness and the right guy will come along who will love and appreciate you exactly the way that you are...and everything else will be just a bonus.

My Happy Place Part 2

Part 1 http://thebestyouneverheard.blogspot.ca/2013/10/my-happy-place.html

You actually gotta read part 1 or you won't understand lol. Any ways...couple days ago my friend showed me American Horror Story. I'm not big on like horror/scary/torture movies. Freaks me out...brings out  the little kid in me and it legit scares me lol. Like everyone still has that little kid inside of them that's scared of monsters, zombies, whatever it may be. I have those moments for sure...like the girl from the movie The Ring...she's freaky dude. Any ways...back to my happy place...after watching some clips from American Horror Story, some of the characters started like freaking me out and I imagined then trying to get me in bed. So I tried to go to my happy place...sitting, drinking tea with the 2 fancy frogs...but this time it wasn't working...the monsters ans stuff were coming closer and closer. Here's a picture for you in case you can't imagine...in my dream...my happy place revolves in like a wide open grassy field...with one house just perched in the middle...this is where I chill with my frog homies. The grass gives me peace...the openness, the coolness of the grass...I love it. But yeah...so you have all these monsters coming from all sides cuz it's an open field...and usually...me chilling with these frogs is sufficient to keep me cool and at bay...but that night...the monsters were coming closer and closer...and my happy place wasn't working. That's when the dream continued...and NO JOKE...the door knocks...and in comes a couple other guests to my "tea party". I kid you not...here I am sitting at the table...with 2 frogs...and Mario...yeah Mario from Super Mario...the red power ranger...and Samurai Jack. No joke that gave me so much peace...just knowing those guys were there specifically to have my back made me happy...made me smile...andgave me peace LOL. I wouldn't say my happy place has changed....but I've gotten more insight into it...like how it's in an open field and stuff...before all I knew is it was just me chilling with 2 frogs...the cool thing is the guests at my tea party are always different...and they;re just there to chill...hang out and make sure the monsters don't get me LOL...okay go ahead and laugh -_-