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| Okay, so it's been a minute. But I have a full plate now and I barely have enough time to breath! I still haven't learned how to make this site "fun" but one day.... I promise. I really don't have time to sit and vent today, but much love to anybody who has checked my site faithfully week after week to be let down by the same tired entry as before. I'm going to do better I promise!!!!!
ONE LOVE | | |
| I'm the type person that reads the chain letter e-mails says, "Oh, that was nice, and deletes it and moves on to the next one." However, I read one today that actually touched my heart. I haven't been having the greatest summer. Despite my plans to stay in the southwest region this summer, I had to come back up to NSU and work for a little of nothing. Things have not been going my way and so I have been a little discouraged, but after reading this e-mail,--and the fact that I leave to go back home on SAT and hav enothing to do but rest and relax for the next three and a half weeks before school starts--I realized that I am becoming more pessimistic than optimistic lately and its only causing me to be more stressed. So to anyone one else who may be having the same problem...
...The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully
dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and
makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a
nursing home today.
Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.
After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing
home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready.
As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual
description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had
been hung on her window.
I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old
Having just been presented with a new puppy.
"Mrs.. Jones, you haven't seen the room just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied.
"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is
arranged... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it "It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new
day and all the happy memories I've stored away just for this time in my
life."
Old age is like a bank account: you withdraw from what you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the
Bank account of memories.
Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still
depositing.
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3.Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
Pass this message to 7 people except you and me. You will receive a
miracle tomorrow.
I hope that story encouraged somene else like it encouraged me. Be blessed yall and continue to look to the hills!
~~ONE LOVE~~ | | |
| JUST WHEN YOU THINK IT CAN”T GET ANY WORSE………..
So Dr. McClain receives and over exaggerated fax about the so called “party” and she’s pretty upset already so she goes on a rampage and tells 16—bear in mind that it is only the names that Pittman got from the co-ed sign in/sign out list because he never took names from the individuals at the party----of us that we are “DISMISSED” from the program and will not receive any more pay….What in the world. I was speechless. At that point in time I was thinking she was including my scholarship. I don’t know exactly what emotion I was feeling—I was mad because Pittman had lied about everything; I was scared because my plane does not leave until 8:01 July 23 and I had no place to go and I’d be damned if I had to call my folks and tell them I need an earlier flight home; I was hurt because I thought my relationship with Dr. McClain was better than that and she hadn’t even considered to ask us what happened on Friday night. But on the contrary, the God I serve is much more powerful and will always make a way out of no way. By the grace of GOD and GOD ONLY, Miss Christine—God bless her---cleared up this enormous miss understanding and at 8:33 this morning I was given a second chance. Hallelujah!!!!!
We all have definitely learned out lesson….no more STUPID dorm parties; we just have to leave off campus! I do have a few people I plan to talk to:
- Dr. Maddox: I don’t really know the man but he was cosigning on every thing and I just want to know how stupid he feels now
- Ms. Smith: I really don’t know this lady either, and I thought she was cool, but I over heard here calling the mentors who were involved immature---and CLEARLY she does not know the complete story and DEFINETLY does not know me and I really don’t appreciate the unfair assumption and I really don’t appreciate her bad mouthing me to other professors even if she did not mention my name specifically!!
- Mr. Pittman: I got mad beef with him and I can’t wait to catch his ass in the lobby of Lee Smith Dormitory. He is suspect to get a piece of my mind!
But let me go… I got a little steam off! This measly $400 ain't worth this much drama. I am determined to mind my business for the week and a half I have left and hopefully get something constructive done.
ONE LOVE
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| Why must good things always go bad? I'm working as a mentor for the STARS/DNIMAS progrram here at NSU this summer and of course its a whole lot of work...for the students anyway! So tonight they try to unwind; it was #3 of some parties they have been having over at Charles Smith Dormitory, it was however the first of the trio I was able to be present at. IT wasn't that serious, just some young bucks trying to have a little fun amist alot of tedious nonsense work. BUSTED! the party was shut down and they have no coed next week. The whole happening was hilarious to me because when the man walked in the door they were all throwing out stupid statements--like don't interupt our study session or all we was doin was studying chemistry-- to his smart remarks. I feel sorry for the chumps because really are not having any fun with this program. I really just hope this little mishaps don't escalade to something serious concerning their scholarships and what not. They really are a pretty coll bunch.
I may as well comment on my personal life-----I have really began to exept the simple truth...I really don't need to be in any type of relationship right now. I move too much and too often to be ME in a relationship. Although I try to hide my feelings, ESPECIALLY when I'm hurt, this drama is taking its toll on me. I am so easily attached to people but I continually have to separate from them, and no matter how much I try to deny my true feelings eventually the truth surfaces and I have to deal with it. And quite frankly, I can't handle---or maybe I should say I don't want to handle---the pain anymore. How I am going to go about this particular process is yet to be known.
ONE LOVE | | |
| So I still have not took the time to figure out how to make my web page look nice...hell I haven't even taken the time out to write in a while. I have had a lot of drama going on and I been holding it in but I guess I may as well get some of it off my chest.
I am back in Norfolk working as a mentor (for real!!!) for the pathway to stars/DNIMAS summer program. Its similar to my upward bound RA job, except I get paid half as much, but I do pretty much nothing. I really wnated this job so I could have a chance to get some research experieince with my advisor.
So my summer this far has been so emotional. I EVEN STARTED WRITING POETRY...a first and probablly only time for me. I am still with Tommie--the love of my life---or so I thought he was. Our relationship has been bumpy as hell! We barely spent any time together and when we weren't together we were arguing. First of all, we are like comeplete opposites. He comes from the "hard-knock-I-had-to-earn-eveything-I-got" life, and I come from the "you-are-blessed-but-you-will-always-earn-what-you-recieve" life. We both are family oriented however most of his family is in jail for or either known for selling drugs. My family is we eat together every sunday after we all get out of church...complete opposite ends of the spectrum. Somehow we ended up head over heals in love with one another and we have been together for 1 yr and about 6 o 7 months.He is wonderful despite his thug-ish presentation, I actually liked his thugishness in highschool becuase I was respected even more! But now we've grown so much as individuals---I'm not perfect and innocent, but I am much more mature than him...He's always fighting(with people who have guns) so of course he had to cop him a gun, he's talking about quitting baseball (the other love of his life) and if he quits baseball he more than likely will not return to school. he got a good paying summer job where he really doesn't do anything, but yet I recently discovered he's doing some other thingson the side, too. I suspected it, but its one of those things that you ignore in hopes that it is not true. That truely broke my heart. I also went through his cell phone---something I hardly ever do, but when I do its not becuase I want to find dirt, but just becuase I need something to do---and I found some text messages that I did not appreciate. But I didn't really care what the girls were texting but when I scrolled through the sent items list I wanted to scream. SO I tried to adult about it...I called the girls, BUT NOT to get all ghetto with them and cuss them out, but to simply find our if it really was Tommie they were talking to or if one of his boys was using his phone---Lesson #1= always be optimistic. Of course they tried to get ignorant with me or at least two of them did. SO when I tried to confess and tell him what went down, he wants to carry on miscellaneous conversations with his step father---a dope dealer--- which is when I learned that he also was on the block. I didn't ever get a chance to tlel him about the other crap, because I was so astonished with that new bit of info. It really broke my heart, because we talked about it all the time about how he would never do that because he seen so many of his family members mess their lives up like that and how he had so many dreams and goals...he even promised me he would never be the swerver!
What I have come to realize is that ---Lesson #2...distance is not good for any relationship , depsite what people tell you. Lesson #3... if you know you are not going to spend a lot of time in your current residence, don't let yourself fall in love which completely coincides with Lesson #4...love will happen no matter how much you try to aviod it or deny it which brings me to Lesson #5... learn to be flexible and learn to deal with feelings and not let thme consume you. It definetly takes time, but you grow as an individual every time you undergo change. So Lesson #6 is... trust in God, I personally know that despite my sinful nature and even when I neglect Him, he will never put more on me than I can bear, and he will always be there for you even when you think you don't need Him!
I need to go to sleep so I can get up for "work" tomorrow!LOL! Hope fully I didn't bore you to death, and I swear I am going to learn how to make my page pretty or at least a little more interesting! And maybe I'll put a little of my poetry on here!
ONE LOVE! | | |
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