Mom's Bridesmade Speech.

Hello everybody. Before I say a few words, I would like to thank you all for being here today, so that we can support Karen and Nick on their special day.
I have known Karen for 13 years, seems like a long time but with your best friend it can seem like days, with each new day a new experience that we can look back on, laugh at and cherish. I hope that we can look back on this one day too, and Karen and Nick will still be able to remeber how perfect for each other they truly are. Not everyone can find that someone and I know that these two have ..and Karen couldn't have picked a better man. I love you Karen.. and I love you too Nick, and I hope that we can always consider eachother family. So as my family, Id just like us to remeber this one thing.
Taking a walk on the beach, feet in the sand, when the tide rolls in the foot prints wash away as if they never happened.. that is how it is with our pasts, so here is a toast to the future and to Karen and Nicks future together. Thank you... and I love you both. Best of luck.

idk a story.

Everybody says that every story has a happy ending..
Well the way that my life has been going im not thinking that mine wont end that way..
My life has been miserable and i dont think that i will have a happy ending .. Maybe i have done something in a past life to deserve this, but im not so sure of anything anymore.

Your probably wondering what i am talking about so let me fill you in..
See my life used to be great, wonderful, I thought I had everything in the world that anyone could have had and many people were actually envious of my life.. but that was before..

Three months ago..

"Heyyyyyy keshia" I cried not really caring that people in the atrium were all staring at me.
"Ugh, don't do that it embarasses me!" Keshia whined, her face turning the brightest red ever seen.
"I know that it bugs you, that's exactly why I do it to you.. but you love me, don't try to fight the inevitable" I laugh. Keshia and I have been best friends since I can remember and so we both pick on each other a lot. We are best friends unconditionally.
"You are such a jerk sometimes, you know all of those people were looking at me.." she said pointing to the grade twelves on the stairs.
"Who cares keys, maybe they just like what they see.." I laughed at my own joke, I totally thought it was funny. She didn't and I got a good whack for that one.
"Which class do you have next keys?" I questioned, but realized I knew it, "Never mind, upstairs, it just slipped my mind."
"Meet me here after math okay?" she said as she began to walk away. I knew all her classes and she knew mine, true besties!
"I will," I said heading in the opposite direction. Keshia and I have all different classes because she is in an older grade than me, I am grade 10, she's in 11. Although we shared no classes we still managed to see eachother in between each class and hang out after school. We never got to hang out at lunch though. We have two lunches, I had first lunch, and Keshia had second. The only time that we got to hang out at lunch was when I skipped math or she skipped english, which usually ended with her in detention. Keshia was one of those students who was a familiar face in the office, and most teachers knew her. I on the other hand was an under the radar student. Only the teachers that taught me knew me, I was the good kid in our group. The good kid, with the good grades and never in trouble. Keshia and me were so opposite but at the same time we were the exact same, our personalities meshed together like peannut butter and jelly.

a picture i edited

Live Right Now

Time either goes too s.l.o.w or too fast;
learn to enjoy it.
Years from now you’ll regret that you didn’t.

You work to live, not live to work.
Don’t bring your troubles home with you.
Leave your worries at the door.

Tell yourself before you go to bed every night
That you can do ANYTHING,
and you do the best you can.
It will give you the confidence to carry on.

Rely only on yourself.
Expect nothing from others,
but thanks graciously when others do for you.
Then return the favor.

Be generous,
but don’t endanger your pocket.

Don’t over spend.
Life is about the moment,
not the material in it.

Don’t criticize yourself when you look into the mirror..rrorim
Your imperfections are what make you
beautiful.

Pity the HARSH words of others,
for their words
are a window
to seeing into their soul.

Just because you’ve lost,
Doesn’t mean you should stop playing the game.
There are brighter days ahead.


The past is the past;
don’t linger on it. It will only make you unhappy.
Trying to change the past is like
trying…. to….stop….the….rain.

Don’t tell people to do as you say,
not as you do.
Your actions speak LOUDER than your words.

ahah a conversation in class!!

Its been so long!
Huh? Lol
to make me stay!
Ohhhh a song///lol
wtf yu think I ment lol?
Been so long since you typed? Lmfao..
Iunno
lol oh my
loser much ahahahh
jkjk I love u
movie night tonight?
Haha when he said ladies I though he meant us. .:P
And I LOVE YOU TOO! My mom is A moron!
Lol..
Yehh deff movie night..we needa have an alnighter too :)
yeh been forever since we have had one..and yhe she Is but so is mine lol:) im gunna msg her and be like back off MY SISTER bitch tits! Lmfaoo:)
kayy!! Lmfao.. That would be hilarious!! HAHA
and you kno what. We should jump her ..KILL HER ! Lmfao.
Jk:) I wish.. :P
and I kno the last all nighter I had with you you passed out :)
ahahh
I only passed out cuz I was tried lol goddd! Also I sware ill email her tonight u can be right there ill be like listen I have a mother like yu! And shes a fukin loser like yu so FUCK OFF like ugh and ill go ALL out on her! Stupid mother fucker! Lol and yehhh I cant wait for easter CHOCOLATE
also one more thing
VAGINA lmfaoo hahahah that words FUCKED UP haha
lmfao!!! I knew that you were going to say that !! Lmfao.
Your so predicatable..or I just know you.. Lol..:) and man I kno chocolate is the SHIT! Lmfao.. :)
im hungry
lol
lol yeh im hungryy too I got cake in my bag lmfao haha I forgot til NOW! Man im soo bored tho..also we should do a walk tonight, if yu wantt.. Cuz its nice..and I cant wait we should sleep in the livin room so we can watch NEW scary movies all night,, or like veronica mars! Lmfoa as save this note on yur computer lmfao it will be funny to re read later on hahaah
man I would have brought a lunch but I forgot!! Im soo glad that I don’t have any homework.. Lol.
But I think that I am going to bring home one of my books so that I can doodle later on** :) lol.
I love to doodle :) ahah!! But yehh deff we’ll sleep in the living room tonight! Lol...my leg is vibrating!! Haha ..im getting better at typing:) we ROCK :) ahah
lmfao yu where also good at typin! When he is done tlakin im gunna b elike what do we have to do ahahahhha:) haha just to be abitch aandd who texting yu? Miss popularity lmfaoo and yeh ALL NIGHTER
also I hate doodlin I SUCK at it
lmfao!! You do not suck at doodling.. Lol. :)_ you can do some of the good thingies.. :P I don’t even know what I am talkn bout.. Lol:) w/e ahahha and yehh so will I cuz I havent been listening to a DAYMN thing that this guy is saying!! HAHA and I was going through my ebglish book and found soooo many doodles.. Lol. And thomas was like wow you get bored!! Lmfao..
I was like yehh yehh!! Ahah
and just jerrad.. Lol.
Taurean has texted me for like ever.. Lol
and I deff forgot about him till like now!LOL
and you kno what it is good that he hasnt been tlkn to me.. Less drama!! Ahah
lol yeh he was soo much drama he anoterh one I waannna speak my mind too stupied asshole man im sooo boreed..I love facebook hahaha
man I hate CIARA soo much..Idk why..I just do..but mehh im suckin it upp for now..
You hate ciara becuase you still like paddy ..you have for a while.. I don’t know why you like him though..hes such an idiot for what he did to you!!!:@:@:@
and mannn I think I should txt taurean..lol..I think he will get mad:) AHAH
oh well I will..lol
lol ur a bitch ahahahahah! And yheh I guess I do still ike him mehh..im over it lmfaoo
VAGINA
lmfao!! God put me on this earth to piss people off:) lmfao!!
And yehh I hope that he is with megan so that she can get pissed off too:) LOL:) shes a cunt!! Lol..
Man last night I was talkn to jay for like an hour about nothing at all!! Lol..
It was pointless:P
WOW:) >.< hahaha
and mann you still like him..your not over him yet.. Lol
I kno im not over him I just don’t really care ne more a
and cool yu and jay ehh
nice!!!
NOT LIKE THAT!! Lmfao.. I was just talkn about his job..and how I NEED a job!! Lmfao.
Eeekk,..nasty !! Lol :)
but haha you just don’t care cuz you don’t wanna be hurt.. Lol
meh o well Im over this drama,,
lol
good you better be:) hahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But ne ways im outtt this will be a weird note when I save it and read it later :P

a story..

"Jaded Thursdays"
It was a regular Thursday for me. I woke up and Mom wasn’t home. I didn’t know where she was, but I knew she would be back . . . sooner or later. My brothers and I got ready for school and carried on as usual. I was a troubled, out-spoken kid then, thinking the lifestyle I had adapted to was normal. But it wasn’t. I discovered that later on in the day when they called me away from my seventh grade class and asked me if I could please go to the principal’s office. As I walked to the office, my mind was in a race with my feet, trying to figure out what offence I had committed this time. But before my mind could catch up, I was there, knocking on the door of her office.
The door opened, revealing my mother, drowning in a pool of her own tears and sadness, as well as two people whom I did not recognize. I took a seat and began realizing the situation I was in. As the tears began to break me down, I realized it was happening again, only this time it was as if I was more aware of it happening, and the reasons behind it. I was being taken away from my mother once again; I was being ripped from the clutches that had nurtured me from the stage of infancy. The two people turned out to be the reapers of my fate, sent by their mother agency, the Children’s Aid Society. They began to explain how they had received a phone call from a doctor the night before. That previous night, my mother had decided to dip into an old habit; she dipped herself right into an overdose. I shattered, like a mirror, into pieces. The disappointment overwhelmed my heart to the point of gasping breaths. Choking on my own tears, I walked to my locker to retrieve my belongings. I was going for a ride with the male of the two reapers who were in the office. He was taking me to my new home for the next chapter of my life. It was a long, quiet ride. A time to think.

Let us zoom out a little bit, and take a look at life beforehand. I was the poor kid. So what? I had friends, and a sarcastic, mean sense of humour. I was the kid in public school who was suspended many times. The kid who hated authority. So every time I was in trouble, I’d fight it, like a self-employed lawyer. It never got me anywhere, but it provided a bit of fun. Everyone thought it was awesome that I had the "guts" to say what I did. But back in that office, I could see the hurt in her eyes. I could feel the hurt inside myself; it was one of the most uncomfortable environments to be in. I had someone telling me that my life was going to totally change from here on out. After the "taking" and "distribution" of my brothers and me, I knew "The Man" had won his case. I no longer felt that bit of excitement and joy I once did. I was left broken, bloodied, and bruised. I was a wounded lion, with nothing left but the rest of his days. And I hated it. I hated them. I hated everyone. It was about this time that I stopped discussing my emotions, feelings, and basic opinions with those around me, because I felt no one cared to listen. Besides, no one would understand.
Being taken away from my mother at the age of twelve caused a ripple effect in the ocean I had called life. Its waves altered and disrupted my destined path in new ways. Being moved to somewhere new, where I had to adapt to a new environment, new people, and a new life changed me. I met new people who, otherwise, I never would have met. These people have impacted my life in good and bad ways, helping to create who I am. Some in good ways and some ways bad. I have a very dark perception of life, and an overall hatred of the whole idea of what our lives are and what they are going to be. But, like everyone, I have my ways of coping with the loss and the rioting emotions. There are positive ripples also, as odd as that seems. For example, I am planning on attending college, getting a good career, and helping kids who are going through the same things I was and am going through. I believe that I can really make a difference in some kid’s life, or at least, so I hope.
It was a regular Thursday, but that Thursday would change me forever. Now, I’m just me, being me, and that’s all anyone can really do. In hindsight, my situation was a horrible time for me, and still cuts at my soul. But it has painted a brighter future for me, granted me more opportunities, and the friends I have made since are remarkable people. They have all been the artist’s hands in molding what I am today, and who I’ll be in the future. I will go on facing yesterday with a frown, today with a grimace, and tomorrow with a smile.