Coach Poppy Collection

Coach has never been more popular until they came out with their Poppy collection. I love the "op art glam totes" from their The style of their bags is completely diffrent in this and they added colours and changed the style of the "C". They stick out so much more in person then in pictures!!
They have some "graffiti" totes, which I don't like but I'v noticed those are much more popular then these.

Four give

be kind. cheerful . agreeable. respnsive. caring.and understandingbe your best .dress your best . talk softly. look for the bright side of things.praise people for what they do. dont criticize . them for what they cannot do .if someone does somthing stupid .forgive and forget . –Not mine

I believe that it is always best to forgive and forget. But what to do when it’s constantly forgiven and it continuously repeats itself? Still forgive, but let it be known that it is remembered. Holding grudges blackens the heart, but when one lets it slide too many times then the fool is you.

When I was 16, I came up with a list of the “types of girls” Lets say Brown girls in general without being literal. One in every ten girls has a mind of her own.

1) she has a boyfriend, so she’ll ignore everyone else, choose him over her friends, make it seem like she’s found “the one/soul mate” and writes his name where ever she can! (Until he leaves her, and she becomes a man hater)
2) The pathological liar (that lies out of her nose to fit in with everyone and anyone). Has two faces and will be friends with someone just to talk behind their back and be all hugs and kisses face to face. (Seen that countless times)
3) the problem girl. Over dramatically acts as if the world is against her and nothing goes her way, she will let you know she has problems but when you want to ask what they are she asks to be left alone and then the next time you talk to her she hints out her problems again and refuses once again to share them.
4) The birdbrain. Pretty face nothing upstairs.
5) The shit talker. My personal favorite, a girl that talks about you before she even knows you. Then one day when you meet her, and she wants to be your friend,
6) The internet freak, the one that becomes a totally different person when online and actually has a personality until she gets out into daylight.
7) The one in a million, what’s there to be said, she’s one in a million.
8) The gangster, brown girls who think that they are black. Outside they like to be dressed in hip-hop gear and act like they run their city. They love to threaten guys who “apparently” were looking at her the wrong way and every white person is racist.
9) The innocent ones. The ones that like to act like they don’t know anything, they’ll have cat fights and then act as if they don’t hae a clue. She has no idea what "she was talking about". Also like to use baby language and act like every little thing hurts them (emotionally and physically) and use there baby-tone to empty the guys wallet.

Relax. It’s supposed to be funny!

Imagine one day, our passwords (e-mails, social networks, IM’s, education login’s, basically everything) was taken away from us. I assume the older generation will gladly say “about time”, but I think majority of us literally depend on our computer log inn’s for every detail of our lives. We no longer writing something down to remember it, or something that we need to keep. Forget everyday people, imagine the government.

I don’t know why I’m thinking about this, oh yeah maybe because someone is constantly trying to hack my account. God knows why, considering my emails consist of nothing other then school related stuff or some old pictures from 1985.

All I know is, today I am not a happy camper.

Peace. Love. Harmony

What is about human nature that leaves us discontent with where we're at in life. I’m sure it's more then just feeling discontent, maybe it's a part of a person, but it just seems so magnified now. What’s life without being content, and how does one become content with themselves, it’s like a rollercoaster, one day you feel amazing about your life, the next day you hate it. That can’t be contentment, it’s not stable. Many are always striving for more...... a bigger house, a nicer car, or the highest paying job, more friends, a better mate.
Now innately speaking, their isn’t anything wrong with any of those, and to want to achieve those goals except for when we are striving for these things, we can become so preoccupied and we miss out on life. So why are we not content with what we have? Why does the grass always seem greener on the other side? Why can't we just enjoy the place in life we have been given? Why is the word of high power not enough?Why can’t focus on relationships more then material gain? Why not bring soul fulfillment and not a big paycheck or name and recognition?

It’s like; all we do is anticipating for the next big thing. I feel that contentment is one of the keys to happiness, but achieving it isn’t as easy as it sounds. It’s a spiritual feeling indeeeed!!

Oh joy!

Once in a year or so, I end up with these external bumps on myself. Funny thing is, it all comes together at the same time. Last year I had these pimple itchy bumps in my mouth, and this huge (full of puss) pimple on my thigh which would hurt every time I sat. The year before that I got little white bumps on my fingers and my neck was soar for two weeks. Right now, I have a lump under my chest which hurts and there is a pimple inside my eye, so it looks like someone punched me. So excuse my awkward blinking.

Music is an addiction, like marijuana. Okay maybe not like marijuana, but a drug. Drug:”A substance, which when consumed by a person, alters the state of mind of that person, as a result of direct action of the substance on the brain or nervous system.”
Just for sakes, if you consume alcohol, you might feel "better/good”, but this is not because there is a biological require for alcohol, but rather because the alcohol acts on those parts of your brain that attempt to compute what is "better" and what is "worse". Another way to say this is that the feelings generated by alcohol are false feelings, and that although drinking alcohol can make you feel better, you are not really better off, from a biological point of view.
Now music isn't a substance, so according to the strict definition of a drug, it isn't a drug. But it is definitely an addiction. First of all, everything must be done in moderation, not music but everything. Music is something different to every person. People use music to relax, or hype them up, to grieve or to feel good or happy. Music can be spiritual too. Music changes emotions.
I used to listen to music, a lot of it. Every song held a memory, every song made me feel a different emotion and I liked feeling that way. Music helped me in almost every situation. If I was heated or sad, I knew I could listen to something which would change my mood and my mind. It could calm me down, or fire me up. It does relax the mind and distract. I thought I could stop listening to music, anytime I wanted. I tried, but I was wrong, because all I could think about was how I can’t listen to music. Every time I needed comfort or needed to power up my joy I knew I needed music to feel that. It’s a weakness, not a power or control. If today I hear an old song, it still takes me back in time and reminds me of a certain memory attached to that song.

Overtime, I realized how much people depend on music and how unhealthy it is to be addicted to it. It’s not just music, its media. People may not have time to call their Mother, but trust me; they will have time to watch television!!

Do you take this to be your lawfully wedded bag?

I DO!

I hate that every time I show someone this bag, they ask "laptop bag?". No, not a laptop bag!

lash stash bash dash

I studied for hours, and for days now I haven't had the time to do anything but school related stuff. It bores me to sit in front of my computer all day and do all this reading and writing. But enough with the complaining of student, it's a choice you make to go to school, might as well suck it up and do what we have to do.


I'v been really wanting this for awhile now, I don't know why I want it so much. One of these days, I'm going to go to and buy this. It's called Sephora LashStash and it has all these diffrent mascaras. 10 to be specific

Hourglass Superficial Lash
Urban Decay Skyscraper Multi-Benefit Mascara
Korres Abyssinia Oil Volumizing and Strengthening Mascara
Benefit A Little Bit BADGal Lash Mascara
Smashbox Lash DNA
Laura Mercier Thickening and Building Mascara
Fresh Supernova
Sephora Lash Stretcher
Tarte 4 Day Stay Lash Stain
Cargo LashActivator

blah

Today I studied, from 11 AM to 6 AM, with one hour break in the middle. I have issues with my studying habits, mainly because I’m horrible at it. I will spend hours writing out study notes, summarizing all my work. Once I finish writing those notes, I can’t make myself revise them. Oh well, I guess that is my studying.

Can Not F O C U S

I have a test worth 25% of my grade in tomorrow. I am completely blank on all the lectures, so it means I need to hit the books and study. I know that, I realize that I need to study desperately, but I just can’t. I can’t focus on anything. I open my notes to read them, and I don’t even read the first sentence. I feel cursed.

Maybe it’s a sign that I will pass without having to study.

Maybe?

Okay, maybe not.

Think about it

Anxiety and fear strips away courage and makes great performances impossible.
Doubt makes even the best decisions feel difficult and causes procrastination.
Anger rips your focus away from your goals.
Frustration can only serve to make you quit.
Guilt makes it impossible to enjoy any successes you achieve.
Jealousy and envy create dishonesty, hate and corruption.

One down day!

Two days ago, I had a dreadful day. Honestly, a bad day! This is how it went: I woke up in the morning and I looked to my right and then my life, just kidding. So I had classes from 8 till 1, I went to school hungry because I’m not a breakfast person and at lunch I was in the cafeteria with friends and I decided to treat my self, so instead of buying a little snack or sandwich, I decided to buy this big meal. I bought pasta and it had some sort of Italian vegetable sauce on it, believe me when I say that it tasted like puke on a plate. I know it is completely horrible to say that about food, but seriously it was awful. I didn’t eat more then a spoon, and it wasn’t just me (incase we’re judging me and saying that I’m a food-snob). My 7 friends sitting around the table all had a bite, it was awful. Lucky for me, I didn’t have to throw it out, as one of my friends finished it. I went to class and the professor returned my marked paper, the paper I worked on for two weeks, the paper that I got read-proof from two other teachers, the paper that I put my heart into, the paper that I was expecting 101% on, that same paper was returned and I flunked. I have never been the one to get upset over grades, but this really made me mad because I knew I deserved better. Considering this paper was 10% of my grade, I really put a lot of effort into it. After class, which ended around 12:45, I called my Dad to pick me up, but my mom said he was in the bathroom and to call back after few minutes. My friend offered to take me home but me being an idiot declined. I called home again, but my dad was gone out. So I thought let me take the bus, but I avoid taking the bus at any cost, and I haven’t taken one in a long time. I text my brother and ask him when his class is over, he says two. I was supposed to be at an elementary school at two to teach for two hours. Considering that this is a professional paid position, I couldn’t be late without a notice. I missed my bus, I texted my brother and let him know that I would wait for him to be done by two. I called the elementary school and let them know that I would be 10 minutes late, because that is how long it takes to get there from my school. I waited, until 2, then 2:10, then 2:20. I was waiting around from 12:45 until 2:20 to get home. Finally after texting my brother about five times, I gave up and called home and asked my Dad to pick me up. I start walking towards the highway and while I was walking a car drove past me and a boy yelled “YOU MUST BE HOT UNDER THERE”. I understand how it must be a joy to make fun of a ninja looking lady, except maybe this day wasn’t the best to be so stupid. I broke down right on that street and I started to cry, because I am a big fat cry baby. Give me joy, give me anger, give me sorrow and I will always give you tears, big or small. So I cried and I walked until I saw my Dad, got into the car and I didn’t say the word. Inside of me, I was mad, mad that I didn’t have my license because somehow it was my dad’s fault that I couldn’t drive a standard car. I missed my teaching hours because I was so late, I came home and I went to bed. Then just got really mad inside, took a two hour nap and I woke up. My brother came home and said sorry and I just smiled and walked away (so proud of myself). Now I am so motivated to learn this standard stick car, so for two days now. I’ve been driving this difficult machine, and I hope to drive it everyday until I get the hang of it. It is such a pain on your self, why not take the easy way out and buy an auto matic car like 99.9% of the population.

Beside the car issue, I’m working on this thing, where I don’t blast off when I’m angry. We call “self-control”!

So cheers to day one!

by Imam Al-Shafi'i

Let days go forth and do as they please
And remain firm when settled is the Decree

Don’t be afraid of what happens by night
For the affairs of this world are not to last

And be a man, strong in the face of calamities
And let your nature be that of kindness and honesty

If your faults become too much in front of the people
And you wish that they were to be concealed,

Then know that kindness covers all faults
And how many faults are kept hidden by kindness!

No sadness lasts forever, nor any happiness
And you shall not remain in poverty, or any luxury

Generosity cannot be hoped from the miserly
For no water exists in the Fire for the thirsty

Your provision will not be lessened due to life’s delays
And it cannot be increased due to your haste

If, in your heart, you possess contentment
Then you and those who possess the world are equal

And for him upon whose horizon death descends,
No earth can offer him protection, nor any sky

Indeed, the earth of God is certainly vast
But if decree descends, then decree is constricted

Let days be the ones that betray you at all times
For no cure can avail a person of death

See me for who I am

Every now and then in relationships like friendships of any sort, people make you out to be something your not and vice versa. You want to believe that your friend or spouse or whoever, is everything that you think a person ought to be or that they are just the way you assume and are. Obviously because you are fond of them and share similar insight with them, is why you have this relationship in first place, otherwise if you don’t see eye to eye with a certain person and you don’t share that bond of friendship with them. People get to know each other overtime. Based on your knowledge of that person, you decide if you want to be in that persons company or not. With me, people who know me know that I’m sensitive to certain topics, or what gets me upset or angry.
Once you get to know a person, you know how they are. If they are the “tell it like it is” type, you realize that they will say it weather you like it or not, but that doesn’t mean you don’t like there other qualities or don’t enjoy their company. It just means, you accept them for who they are.
In the beginning, we know how the person is and over time we start to cherry picking in what we want to see in their personality. If a person is outspoken and cold at time, their mates like to see the “good in them” and “look at their oh so pure heart”. As much as I agree with looking at people’s good rather then bad, it does crash. Later, when we’re fighting, it’s like “wait, how can we be fighting about this, doesn’t she know me, and doesn’t she know that I am sensitive to this”. It often happens in marriage and friendships where we only see the good and cling on that, but we don’t see the person as a whole.

If they love their purple blue frogs, then they love their purple blue frogs!!

All I really need to know...I learnt as a child

This is not written by me.

Share everything

Play fair

Don't hit people

Put things back where you found them

Clean up your own mess

Don't take things that aren't yours

Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody

Wash your hands before you eat

Flush

Warm cookies and milk are good for you

Live a balanced life...learn some and think some

Draw and paint and sing

Take a nap every afternoon

When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands and stick together

Be aware of wonder

Remember the little seed in the styrofoam cup

And remember the first work you learned...

The biggest word of all....Look!

I'm not all hate, but....

1- Men who cheat, especially if it’s their wives. It is so cheap, cowardly and disappointing. Those men, should get their private parts cut off or at least be beaten up black-and-blue for bailing out on their wives in the most inhumane fashion.

2- Women who think they are the 'be all, end all', especially a lot of Brown girls, who act too pricey for their own good! Most guys hate 'high-maintenance' or 'over-confidence'. It doesn't matter how hot you may be, unless a guy is willing to get whipped, no one likes that shit, so just be real, and act like a normal, nice human being.

3- People who leave other people improperly. In this universe, whether you are a guy or girl, if you leave someone without really telling them or having an unreasonable reason to leave, you are simply cheating yourself! The fact remains, a person cares for you, to the point of them checking up on you and wanting nothing but your friendship/company, proves they are the winner and not you. You may probably think the following about them: no similar interests, clingy, annoying, too boring, nothing much to say/talk about etc. etc. but still, come what may, they will be there for you, always, putting you first, "What more can anybody expect from another person in life?". When you'll be old and grey, if you have a conscience, you'll look back and say " I wish I would've still had so-and-so in my life, whatever they may be, at least he/she was always there for me.", this my friends, is life. you'll hurt that person, you'll also hurt yourself; for your own sake and for sound logic, if no one is truly troublesome and threatening, they don't deserve to be thrown away, end of story! .

4-how so many people, especially family, think academic education is the greatest thing in the world. Education does not make you a better person, life experience and decisions do; I am not condoning or putting down education, but education, actually brings more knowledge than character, and not the other way around as people believe.

5- Girls who complain about men staring when they are wearing revealing outfits, I mean if you are dress half-naked, do you honestly expect a: straight, red-blooded male to cover his eyes and look away like a little schoolgirl, get serious! Why don't you dress in something more conservative and lady-like then, at least no one will be blamed for looking.

6-Guys who talk about how many chicks they've been with, talking about it for a long time. Especially when you can tell, they haven't gotten that much action as they say they have. Plus, most likely, these are the kind of guys who won't treat a girl decently anyways, so who are they kidding?

Prepare for I do!

My wedding date hasn’t been set as of yet. I’m hoping we’ll have a date by this summer; I want to know when so I can day dream about it. Is it just me, or does it feel like girls talk about weddings almost every other day. That’s what I do in class when I’m bored, I look at wedding things and my friends around me join me and together we’re all smiles and giggles about dresses and halls and rings. I’m not sure if I’m going to have a big wedding, or a simple one. If I can’t afford a visually good looking wedding, then I might as well not have one big. Simple and small does the trick every time, but it would be nice to have a nice wedding too. Oh well, I can only dream but I would hate to be totally broke and on the street after having a huge wedding. Can you imagine, having this amazing wedding and then sitting on the street then next day unsure of weather to mooch off his parents or mine. HAHA!! I love when I imagine these things; as they really do make me laugh.

For any wedding you’ve got to have the:
· License
· Ring(s)
For a traditional wedding:
· Engagement rings
· Clothing for both groom and bride, wedding dress’s, lingerie, shoes, formal wear and such
· Flowers (bouquets, boutonnieres, corsages and such)
· Hairdresser, makeup, fragrances, mehndi
· Decorations for stage, hall, seating arrangements, centre pieces
· Party favors
· The ceremony, an imam, location, witness’s
· Reception, the hall
· Food, desert, drinks, wedding cake.
· Transportation
· Honeymoon, hotel, travel, accommodation, luggage, spending
· Other things like gifts and stuff!

I enjoyed this!

Seriously

Burst your own bubble son!

I make racist jokes, with all kinds of people who share that humor with me. It’s not funny to some people, and to some, its offensive. To me, it is nothing more then a joke but that’s because I love to joke about almost everything possible. I can begin with the person’s face, move on to personality and end with their mother. It’s a jolly good time mate.

To believe that certain kind of people are inferior in status then yourself, is defined as pride. It is beyond the jokes and stereotypes of cultures, religions. I am a Punjabi Pakistani; I am engaged to a Gujrati, Indian. He speaks another language, and his culture is like my culture, on the exception of his yellow rice and weird spices. We are the same religion, which is what mattered to me. I assumed others might feel slightly awkward about the seldom cultural differences, except it went much beyond that. I can’t speak from his side of the extended family, but as for mine, it was as if I had gotten engaged to a toad. They had nothing but negative comments towards the type of people they are, keeping in mind that they had (and still have not) ever met them. My parents, siblings and I are much more open minded about these matters, we are more concerned of the religion then the race or culture. I’m sure language can be a barrier, except that fact is, that we both speak English. This feeling of looking down upon another culture, country, and race is what racism is. Racism is pride. Pride is evil

The kind of pride that is wrong is the kind when a person feels they are better than others, or that others are not good enough as ones self. That kind of pride is the puffed up kind and that person is just becoming a target for someone else to let all that air out. It's much safer, if nothing else, to stay humble. That is not to say you cannot know you or people similar to you might have a talent and training in some area that others might not have -- math, those dashing good looks, amazing non-stinky food or whatever it may be. But what will keep that pride in check is knowing and understanding that every other person alive has some area they are good in and most of them are areas you are not good in. They are created no different then yourself. And that every single person alive is an 'on purpose' person, and not an accident. In that sense, we are all quite equal, and any sense of pride which makes a person feel he or she is above others is just their own personal ignorance.

This tag was going around facebook awhile back. I did it in my personal journal, so here is the paste to it!

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

1. I love using floss
2. Sometimes I talk to myself.
3. I love sour candies
4. I wish I could sew clothes.
5. I miss Bowmanville
6. When I cry or when I’m hurt. my heart physically aches, sometimes I need to put my hand on my chest to make it feel better.
7. When I was younger, I called the police on my sister once, when we were fighting.
8. I’ve never tried hard in school. My main concern was passing with an average or above grade. 9. I want to perform Hajj or umrah
10. I love cutting people's hair11. I sleep much more comfortable, when the fan is on and faced towards the wall.
12. I feel old now.
13. I worry about my parents death, almost everyday
14. I hate when people indirectly show off
15. When I was younger, I used to eat mud with leafs
16. I can spend hours in my room, not doing a thing.
17. I take a great amount of tension about almost everything (e.g. I have to clean room)
18. I used to read my sisters diary
19. I can't memorize.
20. When babies cry, I feel anxiety and I feel that they are in pain.
21. I wish I was a boy.
22. I wish I had tried weed atleast once.
23. I wish I was one of those girls who knew how to cook and sew and do all that creative artistic stuff.
24. I'm so proud of my 2nd brother for everything he as accomplished.
25. I want a baby

I love you more then life

Everyone lives for and loves themselves. It can’t be said that “I love u more then I love myself” or around that account. It is heard all the time, but it cannot be true. Indicating that one can love a person with all they have, but one will always love them selves just a little bit more. One may sacrifice anything for their loved person, as long as it doesn’t mean sacrificing ones self. It’s simply human nature, its self-defense. People refuse to be with the one they love because they are afraid to get hurt. A husband may separate from his wife if she is a threat to his children, because his children are a part of him. It’s quite disturbing to think of this selfish nature.

It's either the truth, or nothing.

Keep questioning yourself on every thought you have until you reach a universal truth. If things do not connect, there has to be a reason. Get the facts, keep your personal interests out, and think about people around you and each living creature (including a tree as even a tree has rings that will tell the seasons it had no water) that can get affected by your slight wrong assumption. After building one self with truth (no personal interest), either one will not preach, or will preach the right - From the natural truth! Book of nature is ONE; still everyone preaches it in their own verses!
Imagine how depressed nature itself would get after knowing the truth of human intentions!

“Hi my name is Nagalot, and I am a hater” “Hi Nag-a-lot”

As I get older, I hate people more and more. What’s not to hate? People are rude, aggravating, stingy, smelly, shallow, untrustworthy, dishonest, unreliable, defensive, stupid, boring, irritating, egocentric, cruel, unpredictable, nosy, backstabbers, frontstabbers, and opinionated, immature, harsh, cocky, braggers, unreliable, selfish, annoying, obnoxious and so unfunny.

I hate people. I hate the way people think and act. I can’t find further terms to say that I just don’t like people.

I hate the way people seek for compliments, if we want to compliment you. Trust me, we will. If we didn’t, it means we don’t want to. Go cry to your husband and mother for compliments!

It’s funny when people suggest on their IM’s screen names that they do not want to talk to anyone because they are either busy or angry or upset or having a good time with their BFF. If that is the issue, turn your instant messenger off so no one can so called “bother you”. You’re an attention seeker, you want people to message you and ask you what’s wrong. You want people to notice that you have a life because you are busy. Shut up!

About two to three years ago, my younger brother pointed out to me that I use the word “like” all the time, in every sentence. At first I got defensive like a person; until he continuously pointed it out everytime I said it. “like I so don’t do that, like come on, why would he like, even like say that”. Then I started to notice it on myself and controlled it. Now I can’t help but notice when people say “like” all the time. They sound stupid. Now I’m working on controlling my “you know’s”

When people pretend that they are so educated because they’re in post secondary education and that High school drop out’s losers. I attend both University and College because I take courses from both, except that I notice that College students assume that they could never do University because it’s “oh so hard” and University students think that they are some diamonds and that college students could not possibly handle their work load. First of all, I find university easier, because college is much more work and hands on. Second, people who go to private schools and learn a whole new language and rules and regulations of a religion, That’s difficult education, yet they get no credit for it. Education isn’t about grades or workload or career. Sorry to burst your bubble but your not special.

I am sick and I am tired of people who are over the age of eleven, ok maybe even twelve, pretending to me a cartoon fictional character. You are not a tweety bird, or snow white because those are cartoons. Tweety bird is a yellow bird, you look nothing like her, you don’t even sound like her, and trust me no one thinks you’re that cute anyways. Stop wasting your money and time to convince the world that you are some unexciting cartoon. It’s like saying “I am beyonce, so please call me beyonce and buy me things that beyonce would wear”. Atleast beyonce is a real human being, unlike tweety bird and God knows who else! I have a classmate who named her self “BIR” (pseudonym) because apparently “bir” is a name of some cartoon and apparently this girl is parallel to that cartoon character. It’s as if they are identical twins. That cartoon is green, an alien and ugly. She probably spends tons of money getting all these labels for her phone, laptop, key chains, and shirts because her name is “BIR”

I hate when people call each other a stalker or a lurker, nosy, no-life. What is your reason for being on websites like facebook and myspace and the 100 others? So you can “stalk” other people. Don’t sit there and say I’m on so and so, for the reason that I can talk to my friends and see pictures and communicate. Actually, you can do that on your IM, and if your friend wants to show you a picture they can send that their as well. On these websites, you look at people and people look at you. Your nosy but can’t admit it. You want to know what people are upto and what they’re doing or what’s new in their life. Then you go all “tehehe you’re stalking me”. Relax moron, your doing the same thing. If your so cool and busy to go “stalk” other people. Then you should just ask the person in real life or email to show you a whole album of their birthday party and their status in life.

When you’re giving me one word answers that means you’re mad at me. I’m sorry but I don’t have the patients to sit here and listen to you say “ok” after everything I say. Just tell me you’re mad at me and the reason so I can apologize and we can move on. I am not your husband or boyfriend.

I hate when people disgust on something and then do it them selves. People will always say I hate negative people, but they hate on people them selves. I hate how hypocrite people are. If you hate something, keep it to your self. We are not interested!

Shut up, this is my blog!

I love that I can say that I don’t hate anyone. Not even one person, I may dislike people, not even the whole them, maybe certain things and habits about them. It’s a good feeling to not feel hate towards someone else. It’s a freer world

All this learning....

This wasn't written by me (Obviously). I'v read this a hundred times, but I like re reading it anyways! The ones I didn't like, I took them out.

I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.
I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back.
I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
I've learned that it's not what you have in your life, but who you have in your life that counts. I've learned that you can get by on charm for about 15 minutes. After that, you'd better know something.
I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best others can do, but to the best you can do.
I've learned that it's not what happens to people that's important. It's what they do about it. I've learned that no matter how thin you slice it, there are always two sides.
I've learned that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
I've learned that it's a lot easier to react than it is to think.
I've learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.
I've learned that you can keep going long after you think you can't.
I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
I've learned that either you control your attitude or it controls you.
I've learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
I've learned that learning to forgive takes practice.
I've learned that there are people who love you dearly, but just don't know how to show it.
I've learned that money is a lousy way of keeping score.
I've learned that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.
I've learned that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up.
I've learned that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
I've learned that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.
I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
I've learned that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.
I've learned that you should never tell a child her dreams are unlikely or outlandish. Few things are more humiliating, and what a tragedy it would be if she believed it.
I've learned that your family won't always be there for you. It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families aren't biological.
I've learned that no matter how good a friend someone is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.
I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
I've learned that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.
I've learned that sometimes you have to put the individual ahead of their actions.
I've learned that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
I've learned that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.
I've learned that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different. I've learned that no matter how you try to protect your children, they will eventually get hurt and you will hurt in the process.
I've learned that there are many ways of falling and staying in love.
I've learned that no matter the consequences, those who are honest with themselves, get farther in life.
I've learned that many things can be powered by the mind, the trick is self-control.
I've learned that no matter how many friends you have, if you are their pillar, you will feel lonely and lost at the times you need them most.
I've learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.
I've learned that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.
I've learned that writing, as well as talking, can ease emotional pains.
I've learned that the paradigm we live in is not all that is offered to us.
I've learned that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.
I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon. I've learned that although the word "love" can have many different meaning, it loses value when overly used. I've learned that it's hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting people's feelings and standing up for what you believe.

There you have it folks, young love, full of promise, full of hope, ignorant of reality.

For the Muslims who say “I didn’t mean to fall in love, it just happened”. No it did not just happen. You made it happen idiot!
Girls want boyfriends so that she can have their attention. Any attention to her is better than no attention. The difference between the need for love and the need for attention is that the former does it passively. In some cases, girl feels insecure about herself. Her self-esteem is low and so she relies on the boy to make her feel good about herself. The root of falling into the trap of peer-pressures, popularity contests, the need to be wanted and loved, and to have attention, is insecurity. This also applies to the bored girl. This insecurity basically comes from not knowing your purpose of life.

Also, it is ironical that parents react as if there is a death in the family when their daughter engages in a girlfriend-boyfriend relationship. But when it is the son who is in a similar or worse position, the same parents are completely calm. They feel that the boy is just having fun and fooling around before he can settle down and marry and then the idiot (who is the boy) will become a saint. It is as if the daughter alone carries the honor of the family. That’s not following the religion, that’s following your cultural respect. I’m sure that that aunty who is their Grandfather’s brother’s wife’s sister will not think so greatly of your daughter.
We all make mistakes. But I think once we understand our mistake, or why it is or was wrong, it prevents us from repeating it. If we go on not knowing why it’s wrong, we are bound to repeat it again on the first chance we get.

You feel me?