What means the world to me?

I hate to take a turn to the serious, but something happened yesterday that got me to thinking about life and more importantly, my life.

A friend of mine brought some disturbing news to me yesterday, that a classmate of mine from high school had passed away due to cancer. I wasn't close to this person, not even really friends with them, but I did hang out with them once or twice and I guess you could even say, they were a part of my life. This person has moved on to a better place. I don't want to sound all sappy or depressing, but this really got me to thinking about how much we should treasure every moment of life that we have, because you never know what moment will be your last. No, I'm not saying your going to die tomorrow, or the next day, or even in 10 years, but you never know what could happen, right?

So it made me think, what means the world to me? First, my parents. Without them, I doubt I'd be sitting where I am today (not paying attention in trading class). But for real, all the yelling, a few slaps here and there, and some mild threats, I graduated college, got a job and now decided to venture off on my own and be a risk taker. I must say I'm glad I'm not sitting behind my desk at IBM trying to write functional specifications (all you corporate America kids know you hate that life). But to my parents, thanks!

Deuce, being happy. I have a hard time believing people that put other people in front of themselves. I mean, really, how can you make someone else happy if your not happy with yourself? Whether that person is a friend, acquintance, a significant other, can you really worry about making them happy if your not happy with yourself? I've encountered so many people who hate their lives, hate what they do, hate their surroundings. I think to myself, shit, you need to switch up your gameplan. And I'm thinking, if your not happy in the long run, won't that probably cause some health problems? I'm not a doctor, but I think that it would. So yeah, being happy is pretty darn important.

Three, the friends. No not all 1200 of you on Facebook, I mean my true friends. The one's I can trust, the one's I can rely on, and the one's I know that always got my back. It's easy to say I have 1200 friends, well that's great, how many of them are my real friends? I knew as many people as I could in college, I was social, I was in organizations, it was cool. When I left college though, I truly grasped the meaning of a friend. So out of the 1200 Facebook friends I see on my list, a select few I'd say are my true friends and you know who are. Are the rest not my friends? Are they not cool? Are they not fun to hang out with? No, I'm not saying that, this is just my view of a friend at this stage of my life and these are all people I am thankful for.

I don't want to write forever, but these are just a few things thats are most important to me. Life is a very precious gift and I plan to treat it that way. I plan on living my life every day to the fullest, being happy, and sharing those times with family and good friends. Ya dig?

p.s. Curren$y-What means the world to me