Wednesday,Jan 31 2007, 09:22:01 PMUG

im getting tired of john picking down on me, not getting any thing done to fix his car enough.... i have to dirve him to work every day, which is eating my gas mileige.plus its making me come home between class, and then today he made me late for gov, becuae he would not get up and get moving...  he has me running around like a dum show monckey. i take him any where, other then where he wants to go, he throw a fit about it. he says to not forget to pick him up, which i have never been late to pick him up, and i only forgot the time ones....

then he had the audacity to say that my karate is taking away us time... when i have been mainly been going when he at work any how, and then just leaving a hour earlier then the mornings MWF, which we are normally just sleep throw any how... i still got to get up and go to class any how.how may i ask is that taking into any us time what so ever?!?!  

he jsut timed because i can not run up there on his luch break and sit around for a hour. there is other thing i need to be doing other then panper his butt all the time... he at work 2-11 at night or  7-4 in the after noon... its not like i can just go up there and hang out with him when he is working!!!

 and when he is at home, he dose not even help me out with much of any thing.... if he wants more us time then he should think about helping me out with MY PAPERS, its not like i can read that will to do it by my self.... that is what takes up more time then going to the Dojo for a hour.....

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Wednesday,Jan 31 2007, 03:36:48 AMone day you a ninja, and the next southerner

one day you a ninja, and the next southerner....

 how often do you think the average person just stops and thinks? 

how often do you just stop and think of what you are doing?

have you ever thought why you doing some thing? have you ever thought if you can change?

when im along, sitting in fount of my computer, i wonder. i wonder why i do the things i do, why go on when you know there is no really point to it all.... but then i remember what some one told me once, not long ago.... you do not work to make money, you work so you can make money to do the things you enjoy... this just made a lot of sense to me when i hared it, because in the end what really goes with you??

i challenge my readers to leave a comment over what their side or story is....

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Monday,Jan 29 2007, 03:17:18 AMwhy i want a degree

I have been home schooled since I was in the 5^th grade. I was home schooled because I am dyslexic. Back when I was going to grade school, people did not really know what dyslexic was. This made it hard for me and the teachers. My mom, after many years of struggling and many tears, finally decided that she would home school me. So from that point on I was home schooled. I was home schooled all the way through high school up to the point of getting in to Collin County Community College. While my brother, who was not born with dyslexia, went threw the public school. I had friends that went to the high school. I saw all the things that the high school kids got to do. I always wanted to be able to experience all those things, I have never regretted being home schooled, I would not be where I am if it was not for my mom’s sacrifice and hard work in home schooling me for all those years. Even though I have no regrets about my past education, when my brother graduated last year, it hit me hard, sure I had felt sadness about it before, but more than anything I wanted to walk across that stage, to have that diploma in my hands, to have every one there to see me, and celebrate  with me. Like most home schooled kids, I never graduated. Some of them might have had a party but, not me. All I did was simply merge into college; it seemed like no one cared that I made it pass high school and into college. That is why I still push on through some classes that I know are my greatest weaknesses. I know that the classes are going to push me around, make me cry, that I’m going to get angry and frustrated that I can not understand something, and that I have to have to rely on others to help me.  That is why I want to graduate, no matter how small the degree is. Although that is not my only reason why I find this degree that I’m working towards so important it is the most important reason to me. There are people in my past that put me down, humiliated me, and said that I would never make it. I want to show them all, I want to teach the world a lesson. I believe that it does not matter who you are, it does not matter what you have as long as you have one person that has been and will be there to stand by your side, to push you through the most difficult parts to what you want to achieve: then there should be nothing to stop you from proving the odds wrong and teaching the world your own lesson.

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Friday,Jan 19 2007, 09:42:15 PMwhat is your name

so i was looking around trying to find a good name for my charater in this story im writing and came across this

John
Mianing: God is gracious
Origin: Hebrew 

Jennifer
Mianing: Fair Phantom
Origin: English

Jeremy
Mianing: God Will Uplift
Origin: Hebrew

Jordan
Mianing: To Flow Down
Origin: Hebrew

Jonathan
Mianing: God has given
Origin: Hebrew

Aisha
Mianing: Prosperous
Origin: Arabic

what dose your name mean?

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Thursday,Jan 18 2007, 12:11:43 AMmoved

im all moved in now... well other then a few things and a cat... but its been 4 days now in the apparment and all alone...

john is at work and school was cancaled becuase of the snow storm... been in side most of the day... Artimis did get to come by and visit and i been setting around and wondering why the energy company sent me a letter asking for more money all ready...

its lonely, depressing, boring and cold (some what) here.... it was nice when John brother and sisster were here. they came over the three day weekend. it would be nice to have frineds over, or some one to talk to other then the wall.... scarey part is... i think that its answering back....

i do have many friends around here and they are not the type to jsut randomly come over though... wish school would pick up, then at least i would have some thing to do other then unpack box and wonder where to put every thing

i hope every one else is having a better time then i am...

watch the Kitty

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