Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The looking glass

The week of July 4 th we spent a week in the hospital. She had to admitted due to her needing to get a pic line place. Along with other complaications that needed to be address. Well, I wasnt a big fan, Imori abslotle love it. She loved the nurses and the doctors. She loved leaving in the middle of the night to go on an adventure with her monkey in the chair, named Wally. 
It's amuzing to see her take a bad sitiution and see the good in it. I want to see the world like she does again.


Monday, August 18, 2014

Extra School Supplies

It is back to school time.
And I just wanted to give you a quick tip to save money throughout the year. And that is to stock up on school supplies. You be supposes what $10 extra can save you during the whole school year with projects, stocking stufer  or just a rainy day. It is always good to have some extras hanging around.

My stock pile includes


  • Glue sticks 
  • Washable markers
  • Colored pencils 
  • Crayons 
  • Posters
  • Computer paper 
  • Erasers
  • Pencils 
  • Pens
  • Rulers 
  • Extra Tool Boxes
  • Folders 
  • Paint 
  • Construction paper
  • Posters







Sunday, August 17, 2014

How do you say goodbye

My brother and I never really got along. Well,thats how I felt until he pass. Today makes two years since he left us. Some nights I cry because I feel like we left things so bad. While other times, I laugh at the good times.  
I know that I am still in denial. I like to think that we are fighting and that he is at my mothers house or visiting some friend for a while and thats why he isn't around. That makes sense to me. Not him dieing at the age of 33. Him not getting married or having any kids or anything like that. That doesnt make sense to me. 
His death makes me  want to scream yolo on the highest mountian. To dance like there is no tomorrow. To make as many memerios as possiable. To be a good friend, to have friends that would comfort my parents like his friends did.
His death makes me want to live like there is no tommorow. 
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