Friday, October 2, 2009
Hey BryBryyyyy!!!!
Thanks for being my blog follower brybry! it makes me feel love *tear* let me know when you start your blog!!!!
Today i decided to change my class next semester to join all my other GOOD friends, and actually have a good time. Its a challenging class, and I admit that I try to do what i can to stray away from a challenge, but I love history, and my TRUE friends, instead of the temporary-im-your-girl-for-a-minute kind of friends are going to be there, so I am going to take this risk, because i'm planning to have a good time....
Hooooooweverrrrrr, some things do NOT turn out the way you plan, as Kat williams would say (I juust watched his "It's Pimpin Pimpin segment on Comedy Central, & that man could bring back the dead, he's so funny!!!). This year my nearest and dearest friend planned to take all but 3 classes together, but ofcourse we end up having 1 throughout the whole year. Since she couldn't be in my class next semester (even though it was her first choice! don't ask me how it happened) I decided to be with her, and my other close friends are going to be in there as well, which makes it all the sweeter. Although, i feel everything will fall into place for me, that is sometimes not the case, BUT because of Creflo Dollar I know how to set things in motion. If i fear, doubt, or worry, i will allow santan power over me to RUIN my plans, but if I just relax, lay back, and trust in God to fullfill my request, My Happiness Will Come To Pass.
Another topic I wanted to approach was how I almost let my fear and worries consume me, and initiate my own demise. I had to finish writing an essay in English, which requires thinking on my part, so flying through it would not do me any good. This was our second day to have the first draft and the prewriting done. I am OUTSTANDING writer, despite what my skills show on my blog. But i didn't finish. I wasn't even done with the front of the sheet. My near-dear friend told me that I had nothing to worry about since I was the one receiving the highest grades in the class, yet insecurities still smacked me upside the head and kept pointing and laughing, those tricks. I started rethinking my ability to work hard, and then reanalyzed my decision to change my schedule to AP World. I read in girlosophy about how some circumstances are thrown at as a test to see if you are truly focused on your goal. Thank God I realized it, because I'm not going to let myself stop me from being happy.
Hooooooweverrrrrr, some things do NOT turn out the way you plan, as Kat williams would say (I juust watched his "It's Pimpin Pimpin segment on Comedy Central, & that man could bring back the dead, he's so funny!!!). This year my nearest and dearest friend planned to take all but 3 classes together, but ofcourse we end up having 1 throughout the whole year. Since she couldn't be in my class next semester (even though it was her first choice! don't ask me how it happened) I decided to be with her, and my other close friends are going to be in there as well, which makes it all the sweeter. Although, i feel everything will fall into place for me, that is sometimes not the case, BUT because of Creflo Dollar I know how to set things in motion. If i fear, doubt, or worry, i will allow santan power over me to RUIN my plans, but if I just relax, lay back, and trust in God to fullfill my request, My Happiness Will Come To Pass.
Another topic I wanted to approach was how I almost let my fear and worries consume me, and initiate my own demise. I had to finish writing an essay in English, which requires thinking on my part, so flying through it would not do me any good. This was our second day to have the first draft and the prewriting done. I am OUTSTANDING writer, despite what my skills show on my blog. But i didn't finish. I wasn't even done with the front of the sheet. My near-dear friend told me that I had nothing to worry about since I was the one receiving the highest grades in the class, yet insecurities still smacked me upside the head and kept pointing and laughing, those tricks. I started rethinking my ability to work hard, and then reanalyzed my decision to change my schedule to AP World. I read in girlosophy about how some circumstances are thrown at as a test to see if you are truly focused on your goal. Thank God I realized it, because I'm not going to let myself stop me from being happy.
Holla, Duces, Peace!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
I found it!!!
Gooey gumdropss!!! it took me forever and a day to find how to post another blog! you might think i was incapable of handling a blog... anyways, for the past 2 days i've been thinking about making a difference. not that ive haven't thought of doing it before (this icequeen has a heart) i've just been saying thoughts outloud. step 1 in my poactive process! next step is to plan, which i always skip because it takes up to much time. next step is to ask for help =( i'm great AT ASKING BUT BAD AT ASKING THE RIGHT PEOPLE. -_- they alays say no. but this time i'm going straight to the people who i know who'll help, since finding a good friend has finally been not so much of a challenge. all it takes is to meet somewhere (we have no car), put our money together (pssssssssssh! we're broke), and think of a good organization to donate it to. maybe even try to participate in a marathon! lol im kidding!! i can barely run down the street! the minute i started would have made me start wheezing. And old people are always talking about wanting to be young again.
A friend of mine proposed of starting a writing club (absolute genius! the skank. JK!!!! i luv the girl). im all for writing. its something i can actually succeed at. if you know me you would have fallen into cardiac arrest. heeheehee.... no joke. How would we put this into action? God knows. How would we get people to join? THREATS, but cookies sometimes work. How are we going to get to many to start this club? i can think of something to sell, but i'd only make 50 cents so whats the use? the questions are endless, but surprises are always fun =) my bud is one of those do-something-go-gettin kind of gal so it may not be today, it may not be tommorow, but one way or another this writing club will come flying out her butt somehow.
Before i end this blog, i would like everyone to know what i learned on Oprah today =D A program known as the Women for Women International, involves becoming a sponsor to a raped victim dwelling in the trecherous Rwanda territory. $27 a month empowers women to a life. Not partying till you pass out the next day, but food, protection, a home - aspects of life our country enjoy. Yes we have our own poverty, but think of us as having the flue while Rwanda suffers full-blown cancer. Do you want to serve as chemo? Go to oprah.com
If it's so great why isn't my righteous behind sponsoring? I told you in the beginning that i was broke. If i ever manage to steal-EARN-I meant earn, enough money to sponsor these steadfast survivors, whether days, months, or years from now, I'll hop to it.
A friend of mine proposed of starting a writing club (absolute genius! the skank. JK!!!! i luv the girl). im all for writing. its something i can actually succeed at. if you know me you would have fallen into cardiac arrest. heeheehee.... no joke. How would we put this into action? God knows. How would we get people to join? THREATS, but cookies sometimes work. How are we going to get to many to start this club? i can think of something to sell, but i'd only make 50 cents so whats the use? the questions are endless, but surprises are always fun =) my bud is one of those do-something-go-gettin kind of gal so it may not be today, it may not be tommorow, but one way or another this writing club will come flying out her butt somehow.
Before i end this blog, i would like everyone to know what i learned on Oprah today =D A program known as the Women for Women International, involves becoming a sponsor to a raped victim dwelling in the trecherous Rwanda territory. $27 a month empowers women to a life. Not partying till you pass out the next day, but food, protection, a home - aspects of life our country enjoy. Yes we have our own poverty, but think of us as having the flue while Rwanda suffers full-blown cancer. Do you want to serve as chemo? Go to oprah.com
If it's so great why isn't my righteous behind sponsoring? I told you in the beginning that i was broke. If i ever manage to steal-EARN-I meant earn, enough money to sponsor these steadfast survivors, whether days, months, or years from now, I'll hop to it.
The IceQueen has spoken.
(while reading that think of James Earl Jones saying it!)
Toodles =)
Showtime!!!
I've finally got off my lazy blog to start a blog!!! but the real trick will be to keep writing it! I'm going to try my best to write down whatever pops into my head.... if i can remember. I can't promise laughter, i can't promise tears, but I can promise to make ME happy! and isn't that why we'r all here? =D
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