Go Hard or Go HOME!

A BOY was stung by a wasp. He ran home and told his Mother, saying, "It hurts me very much but I barely touched it gently."

"That was just why it stung you," said his Mother. "The next time you touch a wasp, grasp it boldly, and it will be soft as silk to your hand, and not in the least bit hurt you."




Whatever you do, do with all your might.

Its November!!!!!!!! The month of many blessings... My 28th birthday is coming up (3 days after my husbands 27th) and we're going to Vegas to celebrate. I cant wait, a vacation is sooo necessary for me right now.

Then, 3 days after my birthday, my youngest sisters 14th birthday will be here. Naturally, she's excited as all hell. I remember that age... thinking that I was grown just because I was a little bit older. Man... if I knew then what I know now... well I'd probably still be the same me.

THEN... the BIGGEST news of all... My goddaughter will be born!! <> She's coming on the 18th if my BFF can hold out that long. I'm definitely a little VERY sad that I wont be able to see her until they get back in May. She's off traveling the worlds many sites and is blessed to celebrate the birth of her second in Israel. BUT, she was still selfish in thinking all this through, and could've just had the baby here instead of ALWAYS thinking of her own needs and wants... GEEESZH! *to those that don't know, I'm joking... and she knows I am* I'm very happy for her, and just as anxious as she is. If anything, I'm anxious for her husband, cuz I know she's been putting him through pure hell the last couple of days weeks  months and it's time for him to get a break. (She's going to kill me when she reads this.)

Anywho... something new has crossed my mind. Well, not really new as I've thought about it alot before, but it's starting to materialize more in my head to go ahead and put the plan in action. I've said before that I want to teach... Well after speaking to different individuals regarding that, I was presented with the opportunity to get my PhD which would in turn give me a "Professor" status. WOAH! ME??? A PROFESSOR??? HOW COOL IS THAT?!?!?! I want to do it. So, I'm sure I need to get going with GMAT and whatever else I need to take to get the ball rolling. See, I've figured out where my motivation comes from... my drive... my ambition, and it's really simple.

When I got pregnant with my daughter at 19, I was written off as a failure. A statistic. And many thought I would succeed at nothing. The sad part about that is that, I've never been that type. EVER. I've always stood up and took the initiative in any situation I was placed in. Nonetheless, people around me (these people are also known as my "family") were pretty certain that the end was near for me, and that I'd reached the end of my ropes. That drove me though... like "Who the hell do yall think you are to tell me I'm going to fail?!?!" So not only did I finish school, I finished with honors and a good job making good money. Not only did I work my job, but I was recognized within my organization as being accomplished and I was promoted in less than 2 years. Not only did I decide to go to grad school, I got it paid for 100% by the company, graduated with a 3.75 GPA, and did it all in a year while working full time and taking care of my daughter BY MYSELF! Do you think ONCE... just ONCE... this same "family" that counted me out, gave me any type of credit for my completion? Not at all. Not even a congrats.

So, yeah... when I do things, I don't just get them done, I make a lasting impression. It hurts to know that people are rooting for you to fail. It hurts BAD... but what do you do? There was no way in the world I was going to walk away with my head hanging down, or succumb to the said status that would have allowed them to be "right". No. I have too much pride for myself. I want too much for my children. So hell, thanks to you assholes who wrote me off when I had my daughter at a young age. Thanks so much for driving me to be better. And thanks even more for showing me how much greater I am than you and even more... Thanks for letting me know how much you SUCK!