Maybe I’m a little too scared to do the things I want to. I’m scared the world will take things before I get to truly enjoy them. I’m scared people will hate what I’ve got to say before the words even leave my mouth. I’m sometimes scared people won’t love me back the way I love them. I’m scared to lose to things I have yet to even receive. I’ve welcomed this nasty fear into my mind and heart and it’s hindered me so very much. Is the world really too much or am I just too much for the world?

I sincerely hope one day God takes my husband and I to help build schools such as these. Props to the people who have made it their career. Their passion has produced a love for the people who are maybe without. Their passion has created a future for the next generations. Their passion is inspiring and uplifting. Their passion is love.

Hello tumblr world,

This weekend has been by far the most techonological weekend I’ve ever encountered. My husband bought me an iPhone4 because, let’s face it, he knows he was the one who dropped my 3GS in that orange juice…he just won’t admit it.

Today, my dad bought me a laptop! My first one ever. I’m so lame, I know. It’s embarrassing. But, I’m excited to announce I now have a new iPhone and a brand new laptop. Go me!

(Also, wanted to throw in my husband that joined the “Android is way better than iPhone” bandwagon, is now thinking about getting an iPhone4. What’s up?!)

Had to throw that in there.

But to be honest, the most eventful part of the weekend was seeing my family come in from California. They have officially moved in and I couldn’t be more excited! I actually got to hug and kiss my grandma today and it felt wonderful. Getting to talk to her, my aunt and my cousins in person is simply bliss.

So grateful and thankful.

So until next time.. try and be both of those more often. ;)

Dear girl who’s mother said she was pretty,

I’m annoyed that you have such an ugly heart attitude. While everyone is encouraging one another and lifting each other up with positive words, you are tearing everyone down with your snide comments and your complicated personality. We all understand that you don’t like some of the things we talk about, tough. Deal with it. Not every conversation has to end with you thinking you’re right. You weren’t. We all just shut up because we were tired of hearing you speak.

I’m also annoyed that you treat people the way you do. You go on about bullying and how it’s such a hot mess, yet you do those exact things. It’s terrible what happens to young ladies who present themselves this way to society. They get shunned. Do you really want to be shunned? Didn’t think so.

To close, I realize your mother told you you were pretty when you were a sweet, innocent little girl. What your mother didn’t know was that you grew up to be Regina George’s clone. Pretty? Yes. Mean? Definitely.

PS: that wasn’t a compliment.

Sincerely,

The girl who’s mother said she was kind