You know, it’s moments like these that get you to really thinking about it. There are times when life would feel pretty unfair, you know, those days when the SBMA wasn’t the “now” SBMA. But look where SBMA is today. And it’s all because of every single person who helped, every single soul who volunteered, everyone who did not expect for anything in return. Well done, SBMA. Congratulations!
It’s amazing how technology helps us find awesome stores and websites to purchase things we need (and want) in life. You know… The little things like these. What more can you ask for? Wink wink.
Two things were on my mind while I was still on the floor: 1. Did I hit my face? 2. Am I dying?
I don’t know about you, but I cry a lot. I tear up at the weirdest, most shallow things in the world, and some people get weirded out. Sometimes, I even cry at the most random moments and events.
Aging is a privilege. With aging comes experience and wisdom, not to mention senior citizen’s discounts. But with aging also comes the onset of aches, pains and age-related conditions.
A few weeks ago, I turned 27 years old. (Okay, a long overdue post.) I should be proud of that, sure. Not everyone in the world reaches that age, and yes, I am not old… yet. And so, because I have written several similar listicles for Thought Catalog, here’s another one in honor of myself …
Five years ago, I didn’t know what to do with my life. I did not know what I wanted.