ER = NO

trag-e-dy - a dramatic composition,dealing with a serious or somber theme, typically that of a great person destined through a flaw of character or conflict with some overpowering force, as fate or society, to downfall or destruction. Tragedy can happen in many forms, I never thought I would experience anything of this nature- well at least not yet cuz I’m only twenty tree. For the past month I have been experiencing discomfort on my chest, like a heavy feeling, you know the feeling you get when you are nervous or anxious? That one, now imagine that feeling doesn’t go away… ANNOYING!! So I did what I do best and overlooked it cuz it wasn’t really effecting me extremely…oh no no no the body catches up with yo ass. When I woke up on early the next morning I took one deep breath and I thought it was going to be my final, I felt a prickly pain on my chest that travelled all around my chest area. First thing I did was call kenza and tell her to come to the rescue, we talked about it and she influenced me to go to the hospital. EWWWWWW I HATE the ER we knew it was going to be a waiting game but we went anyway. I registered got my vitals down, they asked me if i ever spent the night at the hospital and I waited. A lil bit into the wait the pain got worse; it almost certainly thought hey I’m at the hospital WHY NOT. I curled up into a ball and couldn’t help but start crying tears just kept falling on the ground. I made kenza promise NOT to call our mummi cuz there was no need to shock her but she snuck away from me and did nonetheless. When mummi got there, she babied me some more, then she yelled at the nurses which made them push my chart from #9 to #2 I had to get a chest xrays done, they hooked me up a bunch of wires to do a stress test and I cried throughout the entire process because I wanted to know what the hell was wrong with me. To end the story the Doc ended up telling me it is in fact stress related, I need to take care of me, look out for me, take it easy at work and just relaaaaaaaaaaaaax he said here take this *slipped a pill under my tongue* 20 min later I couldn’t tell you what happened if my life depended on it lol I was KNOCKED THA F*&$# OUT. Throughout this messed up journey, it had brought me close to certain people old/new, people I had no idea genuinely cared…really did care, I’m so thankful for the amazing souls around me, it truly means a lot and thank you for all the prayers :) Vacation soon?!?? I THINK YES. Love yous, Neb

Day 13 in a blind world.

Note from andy To: The 5 ppl that read this blog on a daily basis: I understand this may not be the most popular topic/post – but I believe awareness is the key; it leads to decision making... let me explain (you have to know about it to have an opinion about it..ri? once that opinion is formed it's your choice what your going to do.. if any thing at all) If you had no clue that this was going on before... you are now aware. --------- In North America it’s quite easy to tune out the rest of the world... and be blind to the fact that others face more challenges on a day to day basis then what kind of coffee to order @ Starbucks. Today marks the 13th day since Israel invaded the Gaza Strip. May the lives of the people be spared while the Leaders construct a new cease fire plan.. (reported death toll 700+).learn more here - in Q&A format. while writing this post I was reminded this quote: An eye for an eye will make the whole world blind - Gandhi photo credits: boston.com view more photos here Andy

I'm not the type to read long posts, thick books, long emails, long texts or long comments, i'm just too ADD'ed out to stay focused. For some reason i always read Janine's blog, shes a breath of fresh air, shes smart, she speaks how i think with less cussing and even if she writes 17 pages you best believe ima read that shit :) I was getting my daily dose from her blog and came across this post... "Over it... There comes a point in your life when you should no longer have to jump through flaming hoops to have a friendship with someone. Friendships are important, but you get to a point where you are either going to accept a person for who they are or you are not. To constantly be testing the strength of a bond is exhaustive and unnecessary. If I love you and I say you're my peoples...you're my peoples. I will have your back and if you need me, I'll be there. I'm not one of those people who has to be enmeshed in every aspect of my friends' lives. I think the best way to preserve a friendship is when the opposite of that is true. I'm lucky enough to have found girlfriends who understand the type of person I am and love me anyway. I offer them the same. And we offer this to each other, without condition, in spite of the fact that there are things about each of us that one or the other may not like or approve of. The idea of being a friend as long as the other person meets my strict standards is ludicrous and juvenile. The world isn't made up of people who do what you'd do or say what you'd say at every minute of the day. To expect such a thing would be like expecting to look into the face of a stranger and see your face reflected back. Narcissicism at its finest. I'm not perfect. Far from it. But I don't expect my friends to be any more or any less than who they are. Even if I deserved better treatment. When you didn't show up to my birthday dinner because you were visiting a sick friend in the hospital I could overlook that, even though common courtesy dictates a phone call to advise when you're going to be late or absent, but in the grand scheme of things...not a huge deal. When I missed the first 20 minutes of 'Wanted' because you couldn't tear yourself away from your phone over a situation there was no way for you to resolve in that moment. If it weren't for the fact that I had your ticket, I'd have gone in without you. But, ultimately, I overlooked that, too. But you? It seems like every chance you get you hijack the friendship threatening to terminate it if I don't behave a certain way. I don't have the time or the energy or the wherewithall to deal with that type of high school bullshit. Maybe we'll be friends...maybe we won't be any more than acquaintances. At this point, either way, I'm over it. "- Janine