Friends and DUI drivers.
The moral of the story is make sure you have good friends.
You may think you have great friends but they may be shady and stab you in the back. They may even not care about you as much as you think.
My story involves girls but I still consider my friends but we aren’t as close.
In our younger days we would always go out to the club or to a house party. Everybody wanted to drink and have a good time so it was hard though to designate as a driver. Usually I would volunteer because I don’t like drinking as much. I can still have a good time without some alcohol.
On occasion, I do like to drink and have a good time on special occasions, like my birthday. My friend would get so drunk that sometimes I would have to take them to my own house and take care of them. It got kind of old real fast.
But at the end of the day I did it with love because these are people I considered my best friends.
Then on September 2, a very magical day because it’s my birthday, I want to have a good time and drink with my friends. I asked everybody in the room who was going to drive for me on my birthday.
Everyone gave me a lousy excuse as to why they couldn’t drive; my car is dead, my car does not fit everybody, I don’t want to drive, I want to drink and have fun.
I could not believe it.
These people who I didn’t think twice about being a designated driver to more than once had denied and try to find an excuse and away around being a driver on my birthday.
Guess who had to drive. Me.
Yes I still drove! I drove because it was my birthday and I was not going to let that tear me down.
I still had a good time because my brother decided to come to the rescue and drive for me on my birthday. I could avoided this mistake by just getting a taxi or limo. There are great limo services in town and I decided to drive instead of risking our lives.
Next time I’m in that sort of situation I want to find new friends and I’m going to hire a limo all by myself and my brother.
View here, to see what limo company I’m talking about. Make sure you are safe when you want to drink.
Honeybee can love. Peace.
A common misconception among youngsters in attending school is that the teachers were child prodigies.
Who else but a bookworm, probably in the libraries would grow up to be a teacher anyway?
I tried desperately to explain to my students that the image they had of me as a devotee of books and homework or in my adolescence was a bit out of focus. I could never quite except the notion of having to go to school while the fish were biting. My grades were OK. That’s how my father. , Dabbled in the stock market, describe them. In my sophomore year, something beautiful and exciting happen. Cupid aimed his arrow and struck me squarely in the heart. All at once I enjoy going to school if only to gaze at the lovely face but need the raven in English. My princess sat near the pencil sharpener in that year I sharpened a lot of pencils. Sarah was her name. Sarah would catch me staring at her and smile at me which would give me a fast heartbeat. My first opportunity came one day in the cafeteria line. I looked behind me and there she was. We talked for a little bit and it was nice. There was a fire drill and when it was over we we can’t file into the building. Sarah was in amazement. She was dealing with a handsome smart intelligent man. Look was on my side too. I had a great sophomore year. The more I read the more my confidence grew. It was a great feeling having Sarah and my teacher and my peers respect me and pay attention when I spoke. My grades went up and my father no longer try to avoid me when I brought home my report card.
I continue to read the encyclopedia, packing more and more into my brain. What I failed to proceed was that Sarah all this while was going steady with a junior from a neighboring school. The revelation hit me hard, and for a while I felt like forgetting everything I had learned. I was strongly tempted to invest in hockey sticks instead. How could she lead me on like that? In time I recovered from my ones. Although the original incentive was gone, I continued reading Encyclopedias and reading a lot of books.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
The world is filled with extraordinary things.
People fear what they do not know.
I want those extraordinary things, but I feel trapped in a life where it is just at my reach, but I cannot seem to get to it.
I do now know what is stopping me.
I am doing everything I can to get to those extraordinary things, but I do not know if its fear that is stopping me or if it is me just being impatient.
I’ve always liked things right away so that makes a little sense.
I like rollercoaster’s and I have gone sky diving before, so is it fear?
I have been backstabbed before by someone that I have trusted. And sometimes my parents make me feel bad for not doing as they say. More, they make me feel horrible.
So what is it?
What is holding me back from making thousands of dollars per month?
Is it my job that I hate?
Is it that I am a slow learner and I just need to be more patient?
Or is it that I am in a constant state of frustration because I am a people pleaser and I am not pleasing my parents, whom I love dearly?
I don’t know. And it is slowly killing me.
I have a thousand dollar idea in my grasp that I have been working on for 8 months, but I haven’t made a sale yet. I’ve been learning the system and paying my own money to try and produce thousands, but still nothing.
Maybe I am still doing ok? Again, I do not know.
I am doing this all alone with just a facebook group for support and yet then there is a lack of help.
I will not quit because I have already put so much effort into this, that quitting would make me feel worthless.
I was born to be an entrepreneur!
I want to have control of my life, my money, my business. I want to have control.
I want to wake up whenever I damn well please. (Of course since I will be my own boss I will also have my own schedule or will have to wake up early on occasion.)
I want to be my own boss.
I want to love what I am doing.
I put 8 months into this! I will continue learning each day, little by little.
I will mess up probably a million more times.
I will have to go to an 8-5 job until I succeed in my online business ( so I better pick up the pace)
I WILL SUCCEED IN ALL MY GOALS!!!!
I need to consistently talk to people who are playing the game at a higher level than I am. People that have already achieved what I have not, but what I am currently aiming for. I have to sacrifice some of my time now to achieve what I want in the future. Right now I am typing this at a family party because there is some down time. I have family talking in one room and some more family watching the soccer game in another room . I busted out my laptop and started writing this because I am preparing for my future.
I need to focus on getting a mentor who can guide me through this. This is why I have decided to invest in myself and I joined the GAMECHANGERs ACADAMY. The reason I joined because I feel like the only thing missing is talking to people that are in the same mindset as I am in. I was able to talk to Peter Voogh who is already a millionaire and author of “6 months to 6 figures”. I believe that he will help me through the pathways of power. He has the lifestyle that I am striving for. He has control of this time and is able to travel the world comfortably.
He is able to take a vacation or two if he wants too. He is able to buy any car that he wants, probably with cash. He has control of his time. He does not have wake up every Monday- Friday and work for a boss. He is his boss. He has mastered the equation of money and has not let the equation run his life.
He will hold me accountable and challenge be to be the best version of myself and will not let me off the hook. My standards will rise based on the people that I associate myself with and I plan to associate myself with top successful entrepreneurs.
I believe that that is the direction in which I am suppose to go. I will complete it and this is only phase one of my life.
Follow your dreams.
Sometimes you meet assholes.
You never know when you going to meet them you just do for some reason. It may be karma or it may be a life lesson. Regardless just learn from their experience and move on.
I’ve met my fair share of assholes one of them in particular was a previous boyfriend. We were together for about eight months and I thought I was in love.
He made me feel like I was in love.
At the end of that all he decided to move to Long Beach to pursue his dreams and go to school there. He failed to mention that he was going to leave me behind.
The worst part about it is I told him that I loved him a gets worse because he told me he loved me back. I thought for sure we were going to be together and I was going to move to Long Beach with him.
Boy I was wrong.
The next two days after I told them I love them and after you told me you loved me, he broke up with me.
I cried and cried and cried like any other usual break up. Then one day I looked in the mirror and thought to myself well obviously there’s something wrong there some thing there’s a reason why you left you. I looked at myself from head to toe and realized Damn I got big.
Not too big like obese big, but big where you can notice because I used to be fit and skinny.
About two months after the break up and I realize this I decided to change. I decided to use the break up of the motivation to change my life. I told myself I was going to be the most fit girl anybody has ever seen. I started to see a personal trainer.
My personal trainer tour me to shreds, especially on the first day. Man that was the toughest thing I’ve ever had to do. I’ve never felt better. I looked so good. And guess what?
That person that broke my heart a few months ago tried to come back. I said no way Jose. That’s not his real name ha ha. But I knew my words I knew that I was looking good and that I deserve the best. A year later I’m at the man of my dreams. And we’ve been together ever since.
He is the definition of a true man. He has made me feel like no one else matters to him but me. When he tells me that you love me I believe it by the way that he looks at me, by the way that he treats me, by the way that he respects me and my family.
I don’t know what the future holds but what I know is that right now I am in love with this man and I know I wouldn’t of gotten to him if I didn’t look at myself in the mirror.
Go see my trainer for your transformation to feel confident in your own body and you being control of your life.