The future can be bad.

Going away present

 So far all throughout this year there has been one problem that keeps tugging at me, a problem that I cannot fix without the selfish thought of myself. The fact that my girlfriend is moving at the end of this year to go live with her mother. Countless of times she has tried to go up and there has always been something holding her back such as school and stuff but when she told me about this I told her to go, even though I would miss her so much I could not bare she has been amazing to me even though sometimes I give her a hard time she keeps coming back. All I wan is to see her smile but I know that when the day when she will have to move comes there will be nothing in the world I can do to stop her from sheding a tear, something I do not want to see, all I want is for her to be happy but the thought of not being with her to make her feel better would kill me.

Can not describe the feels I feels.

Beauty

The general population of the world now a days believe and worry about the wrong things. Beauty to me is how someone can project themselves to another person using only words. Sometimes people wake up every day and look in the mirror and do their makeup for an hour to tell themselves that they are beautiful but that is not beautiful. Beautiful is what is in your heart and soul and generaly beauty is making someone else happy. There is more to people than what meets the eye. wake up every day and just find a way to make someone else happy because words can carry farther than sight.

Like swearing in different symbols &%$#

Shopping with women.

On Saturday morning I woke up at 8 which for a weekend is early for me on a weekend and cought the bus down to the station waited 20 minutes and was an my way toward Zillmere station. At Zillmere station I had to follow my gilfriends directions to get to the bus station. She told me to go up the road to the shops and catch the 330 bus. A few minutes later the 330 arrived and so I let my girlfriend know that I was on my way. 

After not long I was the only one left on the bus and the bus driver stopped and asked me where I was going. My girlfriend told me to catch the wrong bus. So I had to cross thr road and catch the bus back the other way.

In between the thing

I hate writing blogs blogs suck and they need to be gone forever. Back in the 90's or whenever Myspace was still around the creator of facebook was sick of creating a blog that no one read or really liked so he created Facebook.