2005 singles

since he last said my name. Five years since he broke off a relationship that was undeniably love. At least, that is what I told myself before he shattered my heart and left me to decompose on the ground beneath him. Five years, and I spent every second of it trying to piece myself together, trying to revitalize the poisoned ruins he so kindly rampaged through. I only recovered from these injuries a year ago, when I truly found a new happiness in my life. Five years of healing my wounds, only to be torn open once again by the last person I want to see. I don’t get it. I evaded him for four years straight, not bumping into him once. And that was all while we were in the same jam-packed building. I miraculously graduated high school without a single word spoken to him. Heck, I moved halfway across the world just to escape the memories of my hometown, of him. And now he shows up at my doorstep? Fate, what did I do wrong? “Sorry, I think you have the wrong address.” What is he doing in London anyway? Last I talked to him, he said he wanted to complete his post-secondary education in California. Then again, that was five years ago. Is he visiting? Why would he visit me, his sworn enemy, of all people? I’m sure he’d rather kiss Donald Trump than even think of being in my presence, let alone knock on my door. Wait, what are those behind him? Boxes? Did he bring fifty boxes of bombs to end me once and for all? Or maybe they contain snakes from the Amazon for a slow and painful…

Life after her (there is no life without her) A few hours has passed since she passed away, Dillon still lying beside her, when the nurse came in and said, “I am sorry for you loss but it is time to go”… go but I cannot go she needs me… I need her the nurse told Dillon that she is no longer her anymore and that it is time to go. Dillon leaves the room and was given a box of her things that were on her they gave him the keys to her house and Dillon got in his car and went to her house. Dillon…

Most people believe that being an adult is all about how well you can hide the fact that you are still a kid. To others it 's about raising a family and having bills to pay. When you ask an adult what it is like to be in their shoes, they say "Don 't rush to grow up. Enjoy being a kid because once you are no longer a child you 're going to wish you were one again." According to most adults being an adult is not at all what it seems to be. Here 's what I think. If your road to becoming an adult…

When strength is mentioned, we tend to think of muscular men such as bodybuilders, policemen, or firefighters. However, strength is more than a physical attribute, its other definition from Webster’s dictionary is “Able to withstand great force or pressure.” Nothing brings this to mind more than my grandmother Barbara Allen. Her life was one of the hardest lives to live. Through all of her life she taught me how to be persistent. To press on through life’s many struggles. Then she taught me how…

“Do you need a help with your backpack” the stewardess asked me in British accent. “Pardon”, I said “I didn’t hear you well”. She repeated, but I still didn’t understand what she was trying to say. I started to panic. “If I cannot understand British English, which I learned in the university for 1 year, how I will understand American English”. “How I am going to study in University in America if I don’t understand simple things the stewardess was trying to say, maybe I should get out of the…

Motivation 3.0 is based off of Type I behavior which Pink explains is the motivation to have the opportunity to complete anything with the freedom and do certain things your way. Pink believes we should move more towards motivation 3.0 because it will bring better performances from people. I do agree with pink simply because I can relate this to myself. In a business you have to work according to what they want you to do and their procedures but I find that changing the way you work to fit your…

I believe that every person has their own good sides as well as bad sides. Since I am one of a person, I do have these two sides of it inside of me as well. I will be focusing only on my good sides now. There are three type of good characteristics I have. Of course, there are more. For now, I will tell you just three of it. Three types of the characteristic I have. The first positive characteristic of me is, being friendly to everyone. Which means, I am a friendly person. It doesn’t matter I…

Isabel Marat during a field trip to the Museum of Whimsy, Ben let the cat out of the paper sack and I quickly became old news and back to being just plain, eight-year-old Aiden Greene, boy extraordinaire. After that, I stopped asking Gramps to tell me stories, and I think he was relieved. An air of secrecy closed around him and the details of his life, but I didn’t pry. * * * Then, a few years later, when I was twelve the telephone rang right in the middle of meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and…

Bullying From the moment that I could express any sort of opinion, I, as well as my parents knew that I was going to be a vibrant, and at times very whimsical young lady. I’ve definitely toned down since I was all of three; but, I would soon mature into a girly, goofy and at times overly dramatic, and energetic girl. Summers at my elementary day care were a blast. I had all of the friends that any girl could ask for but sadly all of them weren’t necessarily as true to me as I had hoped. When I…

matter how different their opinion may be. I think that no matter what everyone deserves respect if we are all treated nicely than everyone would be more understanding. So everyday I use these two values the darkness of my life put me through a lot of depression. Knowing that I am not the only person in this world makes it seem a lot brighter and knowing that someone else may be going through what I went through or still going through. I treat everyone with respect knowing that I have had hard…