- Kristian: I ain't trippin about them materialistic thangs. All that matters is that we're alive and we'll see each other tomorrow!
- Me: ... dude I love the way you think. So positive! I AM GLAD I HAVE YOU IN MY LIFE. Hahahah.
- Kristian: Don't tell that to anyone in your life except to God. Be glad for him and thank him for the blessings he gives you daily.
Woke up really early to a text from the best friend. Had a mini conversation and we both decided to go back to sleep. It was a really nice way to start my day though :)
The only thing on my agenda for this beautiful Saturday is cotillion practice at @jae-soul’s this afternoon at three. TO HER COURT: Y’all better go and be on time! We only have a few weeks left and we still needa finish the waltz! Remember that Joecell asked you to be apart of her court and the least you can do is commit and show up. She’s too nice to get on you for it, but that shouldn’t be reason to take advantage of her leniency. That is all. :)
Have a wonderful Saturday, Tumblr birds!
Hahaha hi & bye to you too, Brian!
I really want to go to a New Kids on the Block and Backstreet Boys concert. coughcough July 2 at the HP Pavilion
The last time I went to a BSB concert was when I was 4 );
The reason why a lot of relationships don’t work out is because at least one person in the relationship is stuck on that whole fairy tale fantasy. They believe it’s smooth sailing all the way to the happily ever after. Well, newsflash: no relationship is perfect, ever. Romance that is played out will die out quickly. Find a way to keep the sparks flying without being so corny all the time. There’s never a limit to lovey dovey words and actions, but trust: Your relationship will be a whole hell of a lot more exciting if you save some of that. It’s not necessary to be romantic all the time. Be comfortable with each other and the romance will unfold on its own. Sweet, sentimental love 24/7 gets boring.
I really don’t care about a marriage between a highly established prince and some commoner. It’s over publicized! Unless Prince William and Kate are going to invite me to their lavish wedding, or unless they’re going to fix our freaking economy, I could really care less.
I really like the concept of The Voice. For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, it’s a televised talent competition where celebrity judges base their votes on listening to someone’s voice while having their backs turned to the contestants. If they like the way the individual sings, they hit a button and their chair gets turned around to reveal the physical appearance behind the voice.
The concept of the show is pretty inspiring. Nowadays, society and the media put so much emphasis on how important it is to look a certain way; it makes others feel like they can’t make it if they are not visually pleasing. But this TV show broadcasts the other side of that: talent alone. I find that important because there are so many unrecognized talents out there because the media is only focused on society’s expectations of a person.
If a friendship isn’t able to stand the test of time, does that mean that it wasn’t legitimate? Not necessarily. In fact, I’m a big believer in the notion that some individuals enter your life when you need them and then fade out of your life when it’s time to grow in another direction. Although they were not able to stick with you throughout the longer line of days, I don’t believe that it takes away from how great the friendship was while it lasted.
I gotta admit, you two are pretty cute together. No bitter feelings at all. I say this with all seriousness, I really do hope the best for you two. She seems like a nice, genuine girl. All I can really hope for is that she treats you better than I did. It’s nice to see you happy again.
- Me: Wait you're not friends with him [on Facebook], right?
- Cousin: No, but his page is public. When I first saw his profile and found out I could see his wall, I almost had a heart attack. I was like, "Omg I can stalk him!"
Don’t waste your time worrying about things that don’t worry about you.
Uh no. Just stop. That’s pathetic.
Never will I begin to fathom why my body wakes up early when I go to sleep hella late. Then I’m stuck being the only one awake because I can’t fall back asleep.
Damn, when was the last time you called me before you went to sleep? I’ve been trying to sleep for the past two hours but what’s keeping me up is thinking about the euphoria I would get when I’d see your name pop up on my phone late at night.
I’m not quite sure if you and I ever really had “a thing,” but the feelings were mutual; I liked you and you liked me. You sang me to sleep and gave me good company at night. And when you were really tired, you’d knock out first with that cute snore of yours.
I’m not quite sure if we’ll ever go back to that again, but I can say that my feelings for you are still here. They lowkey always have been.
I always see them tweeting things like, “Walking to the best friend’s house!” almost every freaking day.
But for me, if I tried to go see my best friend everyday by walking, I’d have to freaking cut through Narnia and take a shortcut over the bridge to Terabithia.
Just because you and I no longer talk to each other, it doesn’t mean I stopped caring about you. For a long time, you were a big part of my life. No matter what happened between us, you’ll always be someone who was so important to me.
Quite honestly, I don’t think you’re in love with her. Maybe you’re infatuated with the idea of her; the idea of having someone fill that void in your heart that you want to so badly cover up because of all the rips and tears. How can you say you want to marry her when you’ve been in the relationship for only a couple days? You barely know her, yet you want to spend eternity with her. To add on to that, you were quick to make a move on her; hell, you got with her soon after your last relationship. It’s not love just yet, honey. It’s lust. It’s infatuation. It’s a cover up for the hurt that’s inside.
I will be extremely disappointed if I don’t do anything worthwhile during Spring Break.
Just had a deep, long talk with my dad.
Him and I don’t have the typical father-daughter relationship you read about in books; in fact, him and I aren’t really close nor do we actually talk. We covered every topic possible, including trust, honesty, relationships, school, etc. Overall it was a bittersweet conversation. My eyes welled up with tears and every emotion ran through my system. But I guess what really got to me was hearing him say, “I’m proud of you.” I don’t hear that a lot, especially from him, so that really meant a lot to me. I’ve done a lot to mess up my relationship with my parents, but when he said that, it really hit home. It makes me feel like all my hard work finally paid off; it makes me determined to keep working harder to make my parents proud.
This weekend was pretty darn great. I spent a lot of my time at church with my church family and youth group; you have no idea how much I love them.
To add on to that, today was all about family time in Union City. I always love seeing my cousins and gathering together, since we don’t always see each other.
Spring Break has started off outstandingly.
I have been sleeping early lately, even on weekends. I guess I just realized there’s nothing worth staying up for anymore. The amount of sleep I receive has increased, though, which is good. Yay for catching up on sleep! :)
HAHA whaaaat. Thank you, though :) Haha, no reason to be on anonymous!
As much as I enjoy having time to myself, I wouldn’t prefer it. Sure, time alone can be relaxing but the problem for me is that once I lie in bed and stay there for a while whilst I let the silence resound, a plethora of too many thoughts rampage in my head. The used-to-be’s, memories, possibilities, and unanswered questions knock at different parts of my brain and sometimes even manage to make their way into my heart. Silence + alone time = a very discombobulated me.
Whether or not you’re mine. I still want the best for you, always.
I am so happy.
One, because Spring Break started today. I need this break from school, man.
And two, I got to see @mdre! I hadn’t seen my best in a while, so it was nice when he spontaneously texted me saying he was visiting. I missed him.
Good way to start spring break. <3
Anybody else notice that everyone that has been voted off on American Idol is of non-caucasian descent? Wow, nice job, America.
Whether he knows it or not, he has done a hell of a lot for me. There are tons of reasons why Michael is my best friend. I’ll write a post about it tonight, haha.
My downfall is that I’m too nice to people. Of course I know how to stand up for myself and not get taken advantage of, but there are instances where I am too generous, too caring, or too lenient; especially to those who least deserve it.
After ending a relationship with someone, I don’t feel it’s necessary to move on too quickly to the point where you get with someone sooner than expected. I mean, if you’re the type that moves on fast, so be it. But to those who only move on because they feel the need to have someone there to make them happy: Remember that you need to know what it feels like to be happy by yourself. You can’t keep depending on another individual to keep you content with your life.
After taking a fall that lasted more than it should have, I can proudly say that this soldier is back on her feet once again.
I cannot even begin to fathom how some people have literally 15 best friends. They talk about a different individual every time the words “best friend” come out of their mouth. To me, best friend means you have one (two, at most) person who is the greatest, closest friend out of all your other peers. The title of a best friend is a sort of honor, you know? If you have an excessive amount of “best friends,” you’re basically wearing out the specialty those two words hold, much less the importance that one individual is supposed to have in your life.