I snagged this from The Dreamy One. I thought it was a nice blog idea, and so did she; since she snagged it from someone else, loll.

I miss…

- My mom telling me not to go around the corner while riding my bike on a Saturday afternoon.

- Jumping in my bed during the middle of the night when I couldn't sleep.

- Going to the skating ring every Friday and buying pickles so big, we had to eat them with two hands.

- Sitting next to my bestfriend during church and passing notes back and forth.

- Playing pencil break.

-Taking school pictures and stealing the little combs provided by the photographers.

- Collecting rocks from the school playground.

- Watching old VHS tapes at my cousins house and waiting for my Aunt to finish her homemade french fries.

- Hugging my big brother.

- Playing games with my niece and nephew.

- Going to my old church.

- The long lunch break during the all day; 3 day bible conventions.

- Collecting movie ticket stubs.

- Going to class.

- Doing homework.

- My mama's home cooked meals.

- My parents telling me to clean my room.

- Talking on the phone with my cousin for hours about video games.

- Writing my first boyfriends name on every single paper I could get my hands on.

- Splash Friday

- Dragging my mom to the neighborhood pool and telling her "just 5 more minutes"

- Basketball practice

- My first car.

- Slamming my book down on the desk when my old history teacher use to fall asleep in mid sentence.

- Paris Coffee and Tenkia Carter; we were 3 da hard way.

- Anticipating my high school graduation.

- Being loved unconditionally.

- Going out on a real date.

- Having sex with strings attached. I miss actually feeling something.

- Writing poetry recited from the heart and not the mind.

- Another Bad Creation

- Fame City

- Astroworld and Waterworld

- Discovery Zone

- Childhood

- Not having a worry in the world.

Whewwww this list can go on and on. I enjoyed writing this very much. I actually dropped a few tears, because I realize how much things have changed in my life and how far I have come.

What do you miss??

So my big sister who is 15 years my senior needs a place to stay until she gets on her feet. I feel bad right now because I don't want her to stay with me. I know it sounds harsh, but I have my reasons. Let me explain.

Now I am technically an only child by my mother and was raised in the house the only child as well. My dad had 2 kids by his first wife whom were both over 12 yrs older than me. I really did not get to know them until I got older, they both got married, had kids and I was living my own life. My brother was murdered in '98 and that left me and my sis. We still did not become close after that. It was not until her and her husband of 11 yrs divorced and she moved back to the States from Germany. She and her 2 kids moved in with my parents and I.

I was stoked my big sis and my babies were going to be there. We all grew close over the years. The kids moved back in with their dad and it seems like everything just went down from there.

You know how its just hard for some people to get back on their feet when they fall down? My sis is one of them. My family and I love her so much and help in any way we can, we just don't know when things will get better.

When I moved out of my parents house and was getting reaady to sign my first lease; I signed a one year 2 bedroom 2 bathroom lease for both me and my sister , because she didn't have anywhere to go. The very next day she changed her mind for a reason I still do not know of and there I was stuck out with the rent and that big ass apartment alone. For an entire year! Hence the reason why I had to get this second job I am at this very second.

She went on to live with a friend for over a year and now the friend wants her out. The friend feels that my sis could have made moves by now and I agree. After I moved from my last place and found my cozy one bedroom one bath dream apartment, now she REALLY needs a place to stay.

I am just disappointed that the woman whom I should be looking up to can't seem 2 get it together. I am the baby sis and people, as well as myself, forget that she is 15 years older than me.

What can I do though? She is family and she needs me. She already said she would be needing to "crash" until August 31st. I pray that it does not take that long, because I cannot do this for longer than that.

Being that the quote of the week is so darn long, I'll just get right into it.


That sounds lovely doesn't it? Sadly, everyone's home isn't this pleasant. I can't say that I had a horrible household growing up. Although, it wasn't as functional as it could've been; my best memories as a child are the moments spent at home. I think that way now that I've experienced the outside world a bit away from home. Problems and issues that I had with my parents could have been alot worse and I recognize that fact. I no longer blame my childhood as an excuse for my present. When I was living there, it was a totally different story, loll. However, even back then when things went on at school or something, I always recited those "I wanna go home" words. So there was indeed some comfort that came from within those four walls. In fact, when I have troubles and worries in my own household being an adult, I will get this sudden urge to go back home and just lay in the bed with my parents. Or just be near them for an extended amount of time and hear them tell me that everything will be alright. Sometimes, I'll stay so long that my dad begins to wonder if I was evicted and did I even still have a home to go to.

I didn't come from a household full of brothers and sisters; it was just me, my mother and my father. I grew up the only child in the home, which had its pros and cons. I wouldn't say that I was smothered with attention and affection, but I can say that I didn't have to worry about sharing it, loll. I probably could've used a little bit more listening ears and "I love yous", but all in all I think I turned out to be a pretty good woman. Well, despite what some may think!

Home is a beautiful place in my opinion. I know there are alot of people out there that will quickly disagree with me. Especially in today's time. All these broken homes, unwanted, abused and molested children, unemployed individuals, domestic violence and so on and so forth. Some might say, that their home isn't the best place on earth to reside and would give anything just to get away. It's not supposed to be like that though, and my prayers go out to the people that suffer within their home. Much respect goes out to the parents still maintaining that healthy household, and keeping up with a place that their kids, family and friends can call a home of joy and love.

I didn't get a chance to go home this weekend, but next weekend I'm packing the overnight and spending some quality time with my folks. Honestly right now, I do wanna go home...