When I saw Joe Biden do this, it made me laugh for some reason… I dunno.
you laughed because you were unable to process the smoothness exhibited here
You better cuff yo bitch, Uncle Joe just stepped out the whip
Joe Biden is a real nigga, dawg
It’s Mr. Steal Yo Girl…yes Uncle Joe.
it’s safe the say not only do we have the freshest president, but uncle joey can hold the crib down too.
I am so sorry for everythings. I wasn’t seeing your perspective through this. I was being selfish. I wouldn’t want to make the woman who I love to be with a man she doesn’t feel the same for. I’m sorry for asking you stay with me. Real love is about sacrifices. I really love you, and I am not going to hold you down or make you feel guilty for doing whats right for you. You truly love him, and as much as I wish you had those same feelings for me, you don’t. I’m sorry about everything. I’m glad I found you, and when you are ready to come back to me, I will be ready. This is the hardest thing I have ever done. You mean more to me than anything in the world, and letting you go is a shot in heart and soul. But I wants you to be happy. So thank you. Thank you for showing me how to love. And although I am sobbing while writing this, i know its the right thing to do. I love you more than anything Zain. That’s always been true, but unfortunately you don’t feel the same, and that means because I love you I have to let you be happy. Even if it’s not with me. I’m sorry for pressuring you to do things with me that you may have wanted to save for him, or someone else, but I never lied when I said I wish I lost it to you. I wish more than anything. It feels like I did. Because that would mean that I lost it to someone who I truly loved. I will be here when you are ready to come back, but until then, I will miss you like fucking crazzzzyyyyyyy. Thank you Zain. Thank you for everything.
|Jeff:||The State Bar has suspended my license. They found out my college degree was less than legitimate.|
|Prof. Duncan:||I thought you had a Bachelor’s from Columbia.|
|Jeff:||Now I have to get one from America|
but I feel I need a place to cast my thoughts so I can finally think straight. The following going to be posted is very personal so confidentiality is appreciated, which makes me glad that I only have 14 followers.
So over the past semester I found the most awesome girl in my life. Things started out shaky, because I didn’t think I was ready for a relationship, but this girl, as cliche as it sounds, taught me what it really means to care for someone. We have been going out since September, and things have just been spectacular. She and I have been living together the whole semester, and could not spend more than a night apart without feeling empty. In short, I loved her.
But don’t get me wrong, we have had some rocky moments too. Most due because of my end. But now it seems like we are at the biggest test in our relationship, and I’m just not certain that we will get through it this time.
See, we kind of rushed into our relationship, seeing as she just got out of one in August, right before she came CMC, due to them not being able to last a long distance relationship with her ex in London. A month or so ago, she told me that she still had some feelings for her ex, and that she doesn’t now how it will be when they both go back to Jordan over winter break; if she will still want a relationship with him. She told me she was extremely sorry for putting me through this and that she feels disgusted with herself, but it’s something she must find out.
Of course, with the lack of experience that I have, I did not know what to do. Luckily, we both share a strong support group of friends, and they helped us stay together strong throughout the semester.
Now that the semester is over, she is in Jordan, and we are still a couple, I can not help but be worried. Being on the other side of the world with her ex who still has feelings for her, and she still having feelings for him, I have discovered new things about myself. I realized that I can hardly breath with out her, and since we have been living together for so long, every single aspect of my day involved her, and now reminds me of her. I miss her sooooo much, and the thought of us not being together by next semester kills me inside. I have not gone a single day without cryings since she has been in Jordan. I imagine this is really what a broken heart feels like. The time difference is terribly inconvenient (we are 11 hours behind), and when I am awake, she is either sleep or going out with friends (who usually include the ex in that group), and because I recently moved to West Covina, I have no friends in my area. So communication has not been the best. When I do talk to her over phone or skype, it is usually short. Same with texting.
Don’t get me wrong, I do trust her. But her feelings is just something that she can’t control, and this isn’t the first time that this has happened to me. I sit around the house all day thinking about her, or looking at my phone waiting for a text from her. I miss her more than anything, and my heart cries just to be with her. It feel like there is a heavy rock in my chest causing me to reminisce on all of our good times and to cry because I may possibly never get the chance to do them with her again. I am in love with her. But I am not sure she feels the same way. The only thing I can think of doing is staying strong and hope for the best. If there is any other opinions or ideas that anyone has, I would love to read them in my inbox. Things seem as if they are at their worst. I just hope I can hold her again come January.
A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked. “Who would like this $20 bill?”
Hands started going up. He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you - but first, let me do this.”
He proceeded to crumple the 20 dollar note up. He then asked. “Who still wants it?” Still the hands were up in the air.
“Well,” he replied, “what if I do this?” He dropped it on the
ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. “Now, who still wants it?”
Still the hands went into the air.
“My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No
matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless; but no matter what happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value.
Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still
priceless to those who love you. The worth of our lives comes, not in what we do or who we know, but by …WHO WE ARE.
You are special - don’t ever forget it.”
So who the hell did he give the 20 to?