Life

Well I just found out the news today that my maternal grandmother has died. She died a week ago and she is already buried in Nicaragua. I don't understand why it hurts so much when I never got the chance to meet her. Maybe I knew her and felt her somehow but I think it might be that I just feel terrible for my mom. My mom never got to say her goodbye to her mother and that just breaks my heart. I have this eerie feeling that my grandmother has been around us trying to let us know that she is okay. Lately, the lights have been flickering, turning on and off when that has never happened before in this house. Maybe its her way saying nice to meet you. I hope my grandmother led a great life with all her kids and grandchildren surrounding her. I heard that she might have died from a bad heart which I take as her having tremendous amounts of love to offer. I know that if I would have met her I would have received a lot of that unconditional love. I wish I could have met you but we will meet one day but for now rest in peace grandmother.

Friends

There are good friends and there are bad friends. Why do most of us still hang on to those bad friends? You know that they always let you down and never apologize for it. I'm still hanging on to those bad friends hoping that one day they will change. Tonight proved that will never happen. People always let you down. I always thought if you were nice to people, people would do the same. I guess I was wrong. Although people are not nice to me I shall continue to be nice to the people that actually deserve it. Its time to be a new person.

A Thought.

It is 12:45 am on January 20, 2012. I am 22 years old. As of now I see myself as being kind of old for this world. I have a feeling that when I'm 40 and reading this I'm going to think I was crazy. What is crazy is how life goes by so fast and you don't even notice. It was just 5 years ago that I was a senior in high school and had all the opportunity in the world to do something I have a passion for. Well when you come from the family I come from, passion is not a huge priority as it should be. Follow your dreams because the time might come where you won't be able to.

The First Post

My critical thinking/ethics class brought me to create this blog. Maybe this will be a way to express myself, to show my true self to the world. By writing words on this blog I will be able to create a new world for myself helping me to get out of my head. This WILL be a good thing, although I have heard terrible things about the internet. Lets do it.