So I have a new laptop. Hurrah! It only cost $348 and I am very happy with it. I used some of the money I will be getting from Annie. I also plan to buy Lenora a little netbook for her schoolwork. I’d better move quickly before I think of other things I “need.”
One thing about this laptop. I told myself, repeatedly, that I would quit having an excuse to not write when I had a good, fast internet connection and a good computer that I trusted to save my stuff (well, as long as I have a backup, of course). And now, here it is, and the computer is almost one full day old.
I know that writing each day is key to getting back in the swing of things. I have no idea where to start. So I found a list of journal topics (on an angelfire site, no less) and thought I’d tackle them.
The site is Journal Topics. And here is number one.
Did you ever stick up for someone?
Did I ever stick up for someone? Yes, of course. How one-dimensional would a person have to be to never, ever stick up for someone?
Not that I’m bragging or anything, because seriously, I am not very good at sticking up for anybody. I’m more of a people pleaser, really, and so sticking up for people goes way against that grain. Pleasing the person I’m face-to-face with always seems to take priority.
So my brand of sticking up for someone usually consists of something mealymouthed like, “Hey, you shouldn’t say that. He/She is okay. But I see your point too.”
Isn’t that something that Jesus talked about? I’m neither hot nor cold and distasteful to the mouth. Great.
What’s the point, anyway? It seems like, at least with people I know, that if someone is talking bad about someone else, and you say, “No, you’re wrong about that,” they will get mad and not really care that you disagree anyway. All you’ve done is probably gotten yourself in a fight too. It also seems that people I know might be mad one second, but if you just don’t get your panties in a knot, they will calm down on their own in a little bit.
Maybe the question asked if I ever stuck up for someone when they were there too – like if a bully was picking on them. That I’m not sure of. Generally in school I was the one getting picked on, not watching it happen to someone else.
Anyway. One down. 🙂
