It’s been a while since I posted. Usually when I post on here…it’s something that I want to get off my chest.
I always go by one motto: Nothing is impossible.
I thought it was going to be impossible to live without family: I found out the hard way that it IS possible. (Been almost 1.5 years nows)
I thought I would be struggling financially: Truth is…I’m not struggling financially, I’m just trying to build everything first: Credit, money, home essentials: things I don’t need to buy when I go back to college so I don’t have to struggle
I thought it was impossible to be single for almost a year: Truth is…I’m not looking for anyone. Sure, I was looking at the very beginning of the year…but that was the problem: I was looking for the right person. In actual reality, the time will come and I know I just can’t make that happen.
I thought it was impossible to keep in good touch with my crew from high school: Truth is…I’ve never felt closer to them than ever. Even though we don’t talk everyday…I just know that I can lean on a close friend when 1/6 of your family members are here in Virginia.
Even through all this…I learned that NOTHING is impossible. Even though these things aren’t high achievements or anything: this is what makes me who I am today at the age of 22…someone who is independent…
If you have a lawnmower, and you are cutting grass @ 8AM..DO US ALL A FAVOR…AND DON’T CUT YOUR GRASS AT 8 IN THE MORNING.
1.) People are still sleeping
2.) You’re my next door neighbor…so I hear it the loudest out of everyone considering that my window faces your place
3.) It’s cold as I don’t know what
4.) Your lawnmower sounds like it’s dying
5.) It’s rude and inconsiderate for those that are still sleeping in!!!!
I haven’t been THIS happy in a long time. I hope that it just gets better from here. This is my first post on Tumblr that hasn’t been depressing since the past couple of posts were a bit depressing but not anymoreeeee =D
Have a great day Tumblr! =]
I lost who I can say was a true friend. She and I go way back to elementary school…back to Ocean View Elementary School days. Our sisters were best friends and thats how we basically met. You and I would spend time along with Kristiva, Let Let, & Alex. I would remember walking from my house down a couple of blocks down to your house just to see your pretty little smile that came with dimples. Our sisters would tease us while we’re together. Little did we know, that they were our connection in to starting a relationship. You were my first girlfriend that I’ve ever had. They say that you always remember your first, and that I do. You were special to me and even though we kind of separated through out time, there was still that strong connection between you and I. I liked your family and how hospitable they were when it came to me being over at the house.
Sarah, I can honestly say, I miss you. I’m very proud that you were able to hold out for that long. You were a strong young lady and I watched you grown into one. Someday Sarah, I will see you again and we’ll spend time again as we look back down memory lanes as we watch ourselves grow from young children to adults.
R.I.P Sarah Catbagan
December 23, 1991 - September 29, 2010
An old Italian gentleman lived alone in New Jersey . He wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard. His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:
Dear Vincent, I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days. Love, Papa
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Papa, Don’t dig up that garden. That’ s where the bodies are buried. Love, Vinnie
At 4 a.m. The next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Dear Papa, Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances. Love you, Vinnie
(Source: catalogosphere, via valemariee)
Idk why…but I’ve been having troubles sleeping the past couple of nights…and tonight is no different. My sleep pattern is all thrown off and I have to get up around 7 -_-
Grammar is one of the things that annoys me the most.
Here’s a lesson:
1. Since when did the word “THE” become these: Tha, Da, D?
2. Since when did an object become a subject? This one annoys me THE most
For instance:
Ignorant Person: “What’s on the sample?”
Me: “Chicken, ranch, provolone cheese”
Ignorant Person: “It comes with the WHO, the WHAT, and the WHERE?”
3. Since when did people start chasing papers? It’s called work…I’m sure if we all chased papers, that would lead us to nowhere…
4. Since when did numbers and symbols replace letters? And when was it ok to shift every OTHER letter.
For instance
1.) How’s life? (Correct form)
2.) #ow’$ l!fe? (Incorrect form)
3.) HoW’s LiFe? (Incorrect form)
4. H0w’s lif3? (Incorrect form)
I’m sure I’m not the only one that feels this way? Correct?
Another one of those sleepless nights. I just want go back in time…
A very important part of my life left me and I’m surprised that I lasted 365 days without any of them…
I’m still up this late and I can’t seem to go to sleep..I keep thinking about things again..and maybe I should just sleep it off