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fall from grace: preview.

Cody Kloock — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 03:53:35 +0000

During the next couple days, I’m going to detail my fall from the Christian faith. The hardest part about this is the fact that my mother is going to read this and hate me, but that is a risk I’m going to take. Writing all this out will help me, and hopefully help people understand why I’ve become who I am today.

It’s been a few years since I’ve felt touched by God or anywhere close to a relationship with him…and that bothers me. I’ve always been interested in the afterlife, the Christian faith, eternal salvation and the like, but a lot of things have kind of shifted my perspectives on life and, in effect, deteriorated the foundations for which I based my beliefs on.

This is kind of a disclaimer, so here goes: If you feel that reading the next few day’s posts will change your opinion of me for the worse, read on anyway. What you are going to see is the growth of a person, but the shrinking of a faith. And I want to apologize to my mother now; this has nothing to do with how you raised me. You did a great job and don’t feel like you did anything wrong. I’m an adult now, I’m accountable for me. I just hope you still love me when you’re done reading this.

i should’ve listened to my friends.

Cody Kloock — Wed, 06 May 2009 03:08:26 +0000

oh wait. i don’t have any.

it’s sad that i’ve realized at the age of 18, that i have no positive relationships with anyone. yes, i have zero friends. this isn’t really like a cry for help or anything or some sort of “want ad”. so yeah. this sucks.

happy may 5.

fail people.

Cody Kloock — Fri, 24 Apr 2009 22:53:33 +0000

I live in Virginia Beach [which I am going to now call the FAIL Capitol of the world]. I went to the beach today to meet a friend for lunch, and when I was walking back to my car from my meal, I witnessed several things.

1. Two-Piece Preggo: I saw a pregnant woman in a bikini. As awesome as bikinis are and as awesome as babies/pregnancy is…they do NOT go together. I mean, I’m no fashion expert, but that seems like a no-no.

2. Creeper No Creeping!: I saw a guy in a black trilby hat with a white ribbon around it, in a trench coat [black], long pants [black], and a long sleeve collared shirt that was buttoned to the top [also black]. My first thought was that he was a Hasidic Jew, but I noticed he was wearing black sunglasses too so I then assumed he was from the Matrix and that I had a very hard choice coming up [Red Pill or Blue Pill?] Regardless of all that, it was about 75-80 degrees today, so he was obviously a creepy person. That’s the main point I wanted to get across.

3. What the f…: This actually just happened. A girl walked in and was wearing a shirt that was too tight, and pink/green polka dotted tights. I just want to say fail, and leave it at that.

So the more I live here and pay attention to who I share this salty air with, the more I hate it and want to peace out and go to a different coast…Seattle please save me.

One day…one day…

Cody.

change of plans.

Cody Kloock — Thu, 23 Apr 2009 20:39:16 +0000

I’ve noticed that I completely forgot I had this site. Oops, sorry to the two of you that read this.

Anyway.

I’ve had several changes in my plans in the past few weeks-

1. I changed majors: I’m not an English/Journalism double major anymore, now I’m a Journalism/Political Science double major. Yay!

2. I was talked in to not transferring [by the person I thought wanted me to transfer the most]. So I’m kind of super bummed about that. I mean, she said that it would be a mature and intelligent decision to stay at Virginia Wesleyan because not all of my credits would transfer and George Mason is really uptight about transfer students [AND I wouldn't have housing.]

3. I need a new job. I sadly feel like my tenure at Game On might be coming to a close. It’s paying the few bills I have, but it feels really unstable. Not as a company, but me as an employee. It’s not a secret that they don’t really like me at the company, so maybe it’s time I moved on. I mean, I’m still going to do my job until I make my decision, and I’d love to stay because it’s a great job, I just need to think about it some more.

Well, that’s the update on my life. More to come later.

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Cody

.for what reason.

Cody Kloock — Sun, 29 Mar 2009 17:10:25 +0000

So we all know the old saying “everything happens for a reason” and if you’re like me, you’re sick of hearing it to the point where anytime anyone says it, you instantly remove all credability that person may have had before they opened their big dumb mouth to say that. But sadly, I think they’re right.

Anytime you meet someone, hear something, read something, see something – there has to be some type of meaning or reason behind it. The whole “random chance” card has been removed from my deck.

Living life thinking that the only reason things happen to you is just by complete random occurance, is kind of pathetic. It completely removes the responsibility of people to pursue knowledge/relationships if everything is just random.

Case and point – I met someone the other day at a store while I was browsing music. They saw I was wearing my Virginia Wesleyan jacket and they asked me how I liked it there, turns out, they were an alumni who graduated a year or two before me. I don’t feel like this was by chance, I feel like I met him for a reason, even if I don’t know what it is yet.

The whole concept of random occurance just bothers me. That’s no way to live your life. If you wait for something to happen, nothing ever will. Make things happen.

Love the life you live.

Cody

.rash decisions i thought i thought through.

Cody Kloock — Sat, 28 Mar 2009 16:20:19 +0000

So I got my lip pierced yesterday, something I’ve wanted to do for quite awhile. The only consequence, outside of the pain, that I knew would come my way, was that my mom was going to be livid [and I was right].

A day after, my lip still kind of hurts and it’s still kind of tough to eat harder food [oatmeal and lunch meat are quickly becoming saviors]. I’ve taken good care of it so far, because there is a lot more involved with this than just getting stabbed in the face with a piece of metal and moving on with your life.

I didn’t really think through my choices of employment. Now, I wanted to do substitute teaching at my old elementary school [I'm pretty close with the principal and I'm sure he'd be cool with it] but now that I have this, I’m not so sure.

All in all, I’m still pretty happy with it. Yeah it hurts, but I finally went through with it.

Cody.

¿what am i going to do?

Cody Kloock — Fri, 27 Mar 2009 14:03:35 +0000

So lately I’ve been listening to a lot of less than uplifting music [Death Cab for Cutie, The Format, etc.] and it has come to my attention that I still have no idea what to do with my life.

I am two semesters in to college and I’m more confused than when I started. Gahhhhhh.

Possible career paths:

1. Columnist for the Washington Post [that would be the best thing ever]
2. Writer for SPIN Magazine
3. Novelist
4. Singer [this would be cool, but is not going to happen]
5. English/History teacher

Since I know the novelist thing is a possible flop [about 85% sure], I figured working for a newspaper would be a good fallback. And then if that doesn’t work, I could always become a teacher because I’ll have the credits, I’ll just need a few classes that I could take at a community college or a local university.

It’s really awful though, because I don’t really know what I’ll be happy doing. Sure, I can speculate that working for a newspaper or being a writer will bring me true euphoric happiness, but I don’t know that for a fact, it might just suck like any other career path I could choose.

I don’t even know who I am anymore. I like to think I know who I am, and I like to think that I like who I am, but I’m not so sure anymore. It’s becoming more and more apparent that I’m not who/what/where I’d like to be. Atleast I caught it while I’m 18 and have time to fix it.

More to come later.

Cody.