I’m tired of seeing/hearing this…

I got this link originally from Reddit.com, which took me to Imgur.com and it was uploaded by user devrelm.

I’ve seen people on my Facebook friend list post this as their status. I didn’t agree with it, but I kind of saw where they were coming from. The people of Haiti are not in their MonkeySphere, for lack of a better term. The average person in America, especially Arkansas, doesn’t have friends or family in Haiti and therefore cannot come to care for them as such. I’m the same way, to a point. When I heard about the earthquakes and the number of presumed dead, I was saddened but not the same magnitude I would have felt if one friend had died. The people of Haiti are not close to me but that does not make them worth any less as humans.

I love the comment posted by Mike. I wish more people here realised that.

author: nicole

I found this while surfing the Facebook stuff and I reckoned it was definitly worth a repost.

Thanks Nikki!

Nicole Dibble Facebook note. Written Tuesday, March 6, 2007

Single
Alone
One
No one else

I am not a single, I am the product of everyone who has touched my life in some way, whether for good or for bad, I am the product of all my experiences. Some which have left me full of joy and love, others that have left me heart-broken and feeling empty. Without any of these I would not be who I am today. And I love who I am, I am at peace with myself.

I am not alone. I have my friends whom I could not live without and who I know I can trust with anything. They are there for me always and forever and know me better than any other living people. They love me as I am, weirdness and all and don’t expect me to change. Thanks to all of you, you mean more to me that you could ever know.

I am not one, I am one plus Jesus. He is always with me no matter what happens. He loves me unconditionally, and that is more than I could ever ask for. He gives me everything, life, joy, comfort, friendship, love..

I do like the term single. It implies something bad, and I do not feel that being “single” is anything to be ashamed of. I am in the most important relationships of my life: with God and those closest to me. I would not trade those for any guy in the world.

I love who I am, and I am not scared to be “alone” because I know I never truly am. For all of my friends who feel the need to be in a dating relationship, slow down, be “single”, fall in love with who you are and accept yourself. Only then are you truly ready to fall in love with someone else.

random thoughts of the day

First off, I love Facebook. I really do. It’s a wonderful thing and it allows me to keep up with family and friends on the other side of the world without having to write a long letter and wait for a reply that may not come because they are busy. It’s great. I can share heaps of pictures and videos and short updates about what’s going on.
But have we really got to this point? I cannot find a penpal anywhere that wants to write letters. I tried to find one back in the States, but he found me on Facebook and that whole idea of writing letters went down the drain.
Have we become so mainstream and technologically based that we cannot take the time to sit down and write a letter to someone, put a stamp or two on it and drop it in the mail? Do we even know what a letter is anymore?
I love writing letters.
I love getting letters.
Seeing someone’s handwriting, even without knowing them, is so personal. E-mails have taken over, but Facebook has taken over e-mails. Why e-mail someone when you can go to their profile and write on their wall?
Where’s the fun in that?
Where’s the joy in that?
Am I asking too much?
All I want is a pen pal…

I have completed a full week of Semester 2. Week 2 is almost half way done. I still have yet to hear a final decision about my credit transfer. I’m getting anxious about it. I don’t want to sit in another chemistry class hearing the same stuff I’ve heard since high school. It’s retarded to ask me to do that. It’s retarded that this has taken so long to get processed. What do you mean you can’t accept this? It’s faxed directly from the other university. Why would they put ‘unofficial’ on it? Bloody loons.

I think a trip back to the States would be a good thing for me. I really do. It might make this whole thing seem more grounded. But maybe not. I really miss some of those people. And I’d like to meet a few who have joined the family. I have yet to hold Leah Faith and she already has teeth coming in. James Everett will be here in less than a month and I won’t be there for that. Hannah Grace is speaking in full sentences now and I haven’t heard one yet. Caleb James is off playing ball with a team that kills on the field and I haven’t seen one of his games. Trevor Branch is on Facebook now and I haven’t heard from him in weeks.
…Mom is paying heaps of money to send me stuff and send me to uni and I can’t give her a hug to thank her.
…Dad is off working his butt off doing overtime and I haven’t sat outside with him watching the fire and shooting the breeze.
…Amber and Robert are living in a new house and I haven’t seen it yet.
…Misty is changing jobs.
…Martin is moving out.
…Sarah is having a baby.
…Nicole is doing mission work and an internship.
…Marissa is working like always.

I think I need a trip back home.

RIP Michael and Farrah

I woke this morning to the news of Michael Jackson’s death.

I freaked out. No way in hell this could be true. I saw friend’s Facebook status about Michael and Farrah and immediately my jaw dropped. I just heard about Farrah’s battle with cancer a few days ago, no way she could already be dead. I went to www.jimmyr.com and it was the first few stories on both Digg and Reddit. I clicked open a few and saw that indeed Michael Jackson was pronounced dead a little after 2pm Thursday 25 June 2009. I had to scroll down a little bit to get to the story about Farrah Fawcett. She unfortunately did not get as much coverage as Michael, though there is definitly more facts with her case than Michael’s. Cancer stole a wonderful woman from the world. Unknown causes took the King of Pop from the world as well.

The world is a little darker today.

My heart goes out to the families of both of these people. No words can comfort them at a time like this, but time will help.

12 June 2009

Okay, so things are okay now. Actually, things are pretty good.

Uni: Finals start tomorrow. I have yet to really start studying. And we were given a whole week off to study, good on you Aussies. However, I am a horrible student and did not take advantage of it at all. Instead, I laid around the room and watched television and got on the internet. Nevertheless, finals will be finished in less than a week and I will have time to kill.

Social matters: I finally got to meet Pete. I mentioned finding a fellow in Brisbane before I got on the plane a few months ago. We’ve been chatting ever so often on the internet and texting a few times as well. He found himself in my area and we met up for coffee. He’s super nice and it was great to finally put a face to the name. Other than that, I have not really been socializing. I sent out a few e-mails to people in the States that I have lost contact with and even found an old friend on Facebook. That was pretty cool. And I may have a friend to visit when I want to make my way down to the southern states here in Oz.

Church: So, Caleb and I go to church on Sunday mornings. While there one morning a girl, Alex, came up to me and we started talking. She pretty much told us that we need to get in the habit of going to church on Wednesday nights because the “service” consists mainly of music and you can just go soak it in, hence the name “Soak”. We also ran into a few friends that we were getting in the habit of meeting up with every other Tuesday. Unfortunately we missed a few due to circumstances beyond our control and we were told that the meeting was this coming Tuesday. We planned on going to it and then the following night would be Soak. We never got the message for the Tuesday meeting, so we went out to eat instead. Then Wednesday we walked over to the church and it was locked. So, we missed out. And were kind of confused. But there is a young adult service tonight that we’re probably going to attend.

Family: I have no idea what they are up to really. I got a package sent out yesterday filled with goodies for them. I’m kind of excited to get pictures of the boys and their gifts. And I want to know what my dad thinks of his. I’m also supposed to get one from my mother soon too. Probably in two weeks. I told her to wait till she got mine so she could put pictures in it. My sister’s pregnancy is going well I guess. She seems super excited about the whole thing and even has part of his room set up. I wish I could be there for the birth, but pictures and video will suffice. I can’t imagine jetting back after less than a year for just a short time. When I go back, I want to see stuff. I want to go to New York and Texas and Tahoe and Utah and Chicago and Florida and …yeah, heaps of places. So, I want to wait on this trip and maybe convince my mother or father to come over here and see me and the beach.

Friends: I have kind of lost contact with my friends from the States. I am e-mailing a couple back and forth that I haven’t really seen or talked to since graduation, so that is nice. But the ones I had back in college are becoming distant. Lives are so hectic in drama-filled Arkansas, so that is understandable. However, I am making new friends here, which is nice. I am able to go out and do things without feeling awkward or like a third wheel now. I really wish I could keep the friendships I had made strong though.

I am off to study now. I want to actually pass the course with flying colours… maybe.