Thursday, January 27, 2011

I love... bad days?

There is one thing that everybody has. This thing is something that you can't run away from or dodge, but something you must face. What is is one thing that i am talking about? BAD DAYS. Some are more extreme than others, but never the less, we would classify them as simply "a bad day."

These so called "bad days" can go from a bad grade on a test, to getting fired, or to somebody you love who died. Take me for example, Monday was just one of those days... Though it wasn't the worst day i have ever had, it did make me wish it never ever happened. I spent all day yelling inside my head and stomping around in my room venting to myself about how mad i was. I do have to admit that it wasn't the most mature thing I have ever done, but i needed to.

I can't say why people have bad days specifically but i can say that God has a purpose. I know that now. Something I realized today was tat if there weren't any bad days, how could we know if there was a good one? It just like if there wasn't darkness, how would we know what light was? Or if there want water, how would we know what "dry" was?

My point is that if there wasn't "bad," all the "good" would be pointless because we wouldn't know the difference. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I am starting to become fond of bad days. I'm not saying I want them all the time, but I do deserve them sometimes. They make me appreciate the good ones that much more. So, I basically love bad days. Maybe.