Sorry for the different type of post. I just found a really cool list of life hacks that I wanted to show you guys!
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Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts
Thursday, July 9, 2015
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Thursday, May 7, 2015
Non Bookish News
Hey guys, I know I've been really bad at posting. For the whole year. Oops. But I've got a plan. You heard me; I've got a plan!
So about a month ago, I decided I wasn't posting enough and I wasn't on top of my game.
So I turned to handy dandy Google.
So about a month ago, I decided I wasn't posting enough and I wasn't on top of my game.
So I turned to handy dandy Google.
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
My 2015 Goals
I know I'm 2 months late, but hey! Better late than never!
DAILY:
●Read
●Drink Water
●Journal
●Plan For The Next Day
●STICK TO SCHEDULE
●Do The 7 Minute Workout
●Read
●Drink Water
●Journal
●Plan For The Next Day
●STICK TO SCHEDULE
●Do The 7 Minute Workout
WEEKLY:
●Spend A Day Without Using My Phone
●Organize Papers
●Spend A Day Without Using My Phone
●Organize Papers
MONTHLY:
●Finish At Least One Book
●Set Monthly Goals
●Organize A Section Of Our Home
●Finish At Least One Book
●Set Monthly Goals
●Organize A Section Of Our Home
What are your goals for the (not so) new year??
Monday, November 18, 2013
Death, A Sad Thing
Death. It's a sad thing. I didn't know it could hurt so much.
I had lost a couple family members. Really distant family members. So I never felt much. But, yesterday our whole school got an email. Robert, a class clown, a great artist, and a boy who would run in all fours, died, on Saturday around 1 AM.
Even though we were sent an email. I didn't know until I got to school. I opened my car door and two of my friends start screaming,"DO YOU KNOW? DO YOU KNOW?!?!?!" I responded no. And they told me everything.
Robert died in a car crash. Her mom lost control of the car and flipped the car. Robert probably not wearing his seat belt flew out of the car. Died instantly.
My teacher being the way he is talked slowly and calmly. We practically dedicated our day to him. We wrote on the board about him. We wrote letters and drew pictures for his family. And we had no homework.
But, I felt a feeling I never felt before. Grief. It starts in your head. Then goes to your stomach.
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