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My favorite ones are Google Translate, Flirting Class, and when the countries run into each other at the store. X3

This makes me cry watching this guy... Them football games

Oh my goodness, it took me forever to find you. T~T Them username changes

Thank you!

Oh my gosh, really?! That was like the most embarrassing thing I have ever done with my singing... Ever... except one other time that's been posted on YouTube but it's in the shadows

Thank you.

and a hey hey to llave~

nothing much chickadoo

My favorite was the "Let It Go" part... In the second one

MOKSHA~!

Today was a day of wanting to do

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But having to do

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and this

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a lot of this

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and sometimes accidentally this

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And now I'm like...



And we weren't even at max capacity today... which is like... ten infants to two teachers (6 weeks to 6 months old). We were at seven... *twitch* And why is a cat's instinct to climb into the open drawer when you're trying to get things out of it...

Continue on, you lovely people you.

Keep looking forward to that day! That is your rain of sunshine through this dark cloud of stressful, homework grief. Oops, I meant to say "ray" of sunshine, but my brain didn't connect till after I wrote the sentence. Decided to keep it. Bawha.

Meanwhile I have to deal with being spit up on, changing diapers, and staff not knowing what the heck they are doinggg. B| Thus is the life of a young adult working college student.

Aw, thank you so much nasirrich. Truth be told, I rewrote this poem at least five or six times. It's really one that I had to mull over multiple times before I declared it fully completed.

*hugs you tightly*

On it, man. *goes to re-add you right after I reply to this* I'm ClassicSnap.

Aw, Laplace. ;~; If there's one thing I learned from all the craziness I went through purposely and not, it's that we can't be perfect. And that's okay. Flaws are beautiful too. If people can't accept them, then they're flawed like us too. Live and learn. It's hard sometimes though, huh.

I would totally go to the store and get the said things and send it to your address, but I might come off as creepy... Heh, heh...

Ugh, that does suck. But yay for meeting your beautiful famous loser man-child whoever he may be! Woo hoo!

Herp derp, I sat here for five minutes figuring out this add quote thing.

*gives you chocolate, milk, a warm blanket, a sappy movie, and a cat to cuddle with* You can do eeeeeet. It's almost oveeeeer. Just four-ish months to goooooo. Be the leaaaaaf. Here, I'll send some good luck from afar.

I have to admit, I was like "Oh goodness, cheesy 80's hair... Lol..." And then he started to sing and I was like "o.o Judged too soon! The feels!"

Anyways....



Even though the song title is Too Much Love Will Kill You... You're not alone. You're awesome. Remember that.

Phew, at least it's on the 8th. Springing forward though...

Aw! Thank you so much Nights! I really appreciate your feedback, thank you~ I'm glad it touched you.

Situation 1: I've gone through sudden loss before, and it was hard. It wasn't immediate family, but he pretty much became my older brother I never really had. I thought he was fine, and then he suddenly passed away, right when he moved out on his own (which was a big step for him, because he got an infection in his leg before I was born and had to get it amputated and had to depend on other people for the longest time for help). He died five days before my birthday, they didn't find him till three days later, my dad received the news the day they found him (which was a Wednesday)... I overheard my Dad talk to clients about a death in the family, but I thought he was talking about my grandparents and that they would tell me soon... My family knelt for family prayer before church, and my dad said "We're sorry that Corey has passed away, but now we know he's with thee and thine angels." I lost it. I ran out of the room. My parents forced me to go to church. Then my dad told me later that my mom wanted to keep it a secret. I got bitter, angry, refused to go to the funeral, and eventually spiraled into depression that's affected me to this day.

Fast forward to today, I am still grieving. I'm still angry sometimes of how my parents handled it and what I did soon afterwards. If I could go back again, I would have gone to his funeral. I would have tried to look on the bright side of things, forgiven, and let go. There's always going to be a gaping hole there and it's going to always hurt. I found out through internet research that he was sick for a very long time, but seemed healthy. He used to be a Black Belt in Karate, and then he became ill and his whole life pretty much crumbled before his eyes. He died of an instant heart-attack and felt no pain. I didn't know that though. I didn't know he was sick. I needed that closure even though I wanted to hide from it for a long, long time. It helped me to lay him to rest and say my goodbyes to him six years after his death.

Your family situation is defiantly not helping out right now, and I am sorry. Yes, you have every right to be pissed at them. They're not respecting you and the children's decision for their mother, the people that were actually an interracial part of her life.

If you can, write out your feelings. You have every right to grieve right now, and feelings are already sore because of the sudden lose. If you feel the need to speak your mind, tell them flat out you do not appreciate to be manipulated and ignored. Don't beat around the bush. This is your mother, the woman who gave you life. You just have every right to be apart of the funeral process as they are as an adult. Yes, you're just barely 18, but you have every right to be apart of this as they do.

All in all, let yourself grieve.

Situation 2: I pretty much had to move away from my family because of manipulating relatives and even parents and siblings. If they're hindering you, causing you grieve and pain, you have every right to not have them involved in your life. It'll probably be for the best. I've seen a lot of improvement in my own life when I separated myself from the toxic environment I grew up in. What I learned is that you can't have control over everything, no matter how much you want to. You just have to trust that eventually things will work out for themselves over time.

I am so sorry you're going through this. I hope the best for you.

Even though you're just venting, and you probably don't know me at all, I'm happy to share a bit of input.

For situation number 1: As a young adult, there's one thing I've always been worried about; Money. I pretty much went back to school with everything I could pack in my little car with $250 to my name, braces still on my teeth, and my car almost broke down at least three or four times. I got lucky though. Things didn't magically happen for me when I got to my destination. I had to work from the bottom up. The point I'm trying to make? I guess what it comes down to is that the more you worry about the money, the more unneeded stress you're going to cause for yourself. You already made a lot on your own, rejoice in that. If people offer to help, take it. Just remember what they did for you, and pay it off when you can so you can be debt free. For the jobs, be patient. Something will open up eventually. If you're willing and able to work two-three different part time jobs, that's a possibility (though I don't recommend it, cause it's super stressful and ew). You pretty much have to do some research and hit the pavement hard. It took me a couple trips around town, ten applications, and three interviews to land a job where I'm at now. You got this, you can do it girl.

For Situation Number 2: I highly recommend you to watch Kiki's Delivery Service. If you've already seen it, good on you. The main character pretty much lost the ability to fly for a while and that was apart of who she was (cause she's a witch in training). So when she couldn't fly, she was discouraged and couldn't understand what was holding her back. Her artist friend said that sometimes she just can't find a reason to paint or reach a road block. She says that sometimes she just has to take a step back and take a breather for a while before she could get back to do what she loved to do again. So relax, take a deep breath, and don't push yourself to make something happen. Just let things flow your way naturally, take a stroll, do some fun exercises, read a book, just something to keep you occupied. Your creative side just needs a break, and it's okay. It doesn't mean you lost the passion, it just means you need some breathing time and it's taking a step down so you can do that.

For Situation Number 3: I think the hardest lesson for me to learn was that people really do care about me, no matter what's going on. I truly had people who loved me and wanted the best for me, but I wouldn't let myself see that. I'm still struggling, but it's getting easier to open up again. People will worry, people will get mad, people will get frustrated, it's what makes them human and that's fine. If they really care about you, they will want to hear what you have to say and help you out. Surely you've helped them before. I'm certain they will be willing to return the favor to you. We can't expect ourselves to be perfect. It'll just cause a lot of anger and grief within ourselves. It's okay to be human, because that's what we are. We will always be learning and growing. There's no such thing as a perfect human being, and if there were, they would be robots.

Pretty much, relax. Take one day at a time. How do you get rid of an elephant in the room? One bite at a time. You got this.