Life of a 26 year old who’s life can’t get so difficult than it already is. Love, Helpful people, confused, you then just think “my head is just going to explode one way or another.”
No matter how much I tried to keep myself together everyday; until one day anxiety starts to kick in, that’s when I know when I start to get so clammy. There’s no way I could stop it from happening; worst part is I’m starting to swell up on my way home on the bus, but it’s hard to show because you know that everyone will stare at you. All you want to do is just get off the bus and run home or just beg the bus to go quicker. Yet you have the most annoying bus driver in history; Mr Grump that’s what I call him, he’s always a grump no matter what it is. Which sets me off completely that he’s going to kick off again or something. As I prayed as he hovered near the bus that I want to get; he wasn’t going to be driving as I saw Norbert I relaxed he was going to be driving the bus, I was like thank god he was going to do it.
As I was going to get on I chocked as I was going to ask for my ticket; as I was trying to keep my tears back, he knew something was up and he said “sit behind me and don’t worry about the ticket.” So I sat down behind his little cab seat behind him. I kept to myself. My phone vibrated I looked up and saw it was Norbert messaged me “you okay? Also you missed your bus stop stay on I’ll take you back round” I replied “sorry. Thank you”
The fact that I missed my stop that showed that I wasn’t really myself at all…..
The questionable thing for teens in this generation is outside what's that? But when I was young I was outside all the time not having to worry about anything.
When we were young the world seemed so old; however now the world is careless and cold, we did what we did years ago and now the generation do what they are told in this life. From 2010 backwards we had the world by our tail; that's when the good would prevail, along with the starships that would set sail and none of us would fail in this life.
Since 2010 onwards things have changed. Things shouldn't of happened not when you're young; we had drawn to whoever that would keep us together, along with the binding by the heavens above and now we have to survive the traveling at the speed of light and love.
When we were young; we adored the fabulous life of freedom of everything when we were young, we got to be the foolish and fearless of not knowing the cost of what we had to pay by letting someone else be strong. That was because we were young.
In the moment of grace; there was a long leap of faith of keeping everyone safe, but when we are young now there's always still going to be more glory stored away. This generation says this is our life; and all the bad things that are happening the government seem to be burning the bridges that we cross over, all we want to see is the firelight and we are the innocent that are getting over the old times. But yet we are young where everything seemed to be what we dreamed everyday; never knowing the cost of what we just paid for the lives, yet we are letting someone else be strong.
When we are young we start to look at ourselves and your will start to look at someone else to find that you recognise you can see yourself. Which makes you wonder when you had taken back what you've been given away but it must of been the last time you had your freedom.
Due to all weekend paperwork everything seems to been gone out of the window. Let me explain.
The worst feeling ever is you don't even know if your the the worst critic about yourself when doing your paperwork or when you have readers who are like really supportive in what you do but then you have the crappy horrible critics. To be honest with you I'm the worst critic to myself than anyone else; but then again I can prove myself, my work and make a success out of it. Yet you have fair few who may think your a fake, you scamming them or something because they are either jealous or that they haven't got anything better to do other than try and rip you to shreds.
Hate those sort of people who want to be successful but actually they just see you as potential threat; because your making a success of yourself one way or another, yet for me I'm just pushing through life and want to do things for myself. In my way of thinking now is no matter how much negativity I'm getting from the critics now; I'm just thinking I don't give a sh*** anymore want to criticise for doing something I want to do, get off your own backside and do something you want to do than criticise other people. If anyone has any ideas on how I can fundraise for children in Nigeria let me know; I'm having great difficulties with the critics trying to shut me down with the fundraising through justgiving, and etc.
Paperwork always paperwork when it comes to blogging more so now as I've got two blogs to write for; double the amount of work to do, double the amount of paperwork to do and you have no idea how hard it is to get one set of paperwork to work. Then the other one you think yeah this would work for the other and yet the one you worked with for so long decides to trip you up at every hurled when you try and do it. Not cool man. You never guess which blog website it is? Ah that's what I thought not Sentebaleblogs but lizzysweeklyblogs.com is doing the whole tripping me up business. That's just because I'm starting from scratch again but coping it from the notebooks. She says then made a complete c*** out of it and had start all over again. You think it's should be easy if you did it the first time around with the other blog….but nooo when it comes to my brain it just has a complete brain fart as it does. After doing it for hours on end thinking it's never going to end. Still haven't finished what I was going to do with the paperwork because I was miffed about the whole fundraising thing I couldn't concentrate on it properly. Will get it done sooner than later. The one rant hustle and bustle advice of blogging that doesn't happen very much.
(The fact that I haven't made my good morning Sunday Special Post for this week I've decided to use Sentebaleblogs post just help me out a bit. Just to cover my arse really. Haha not literally guys; just been a paperwork weekend, and I have s new system for Sentebaleblogs I thought hey why not try it out with the lizzysweeklyblogs. Well we all know how that went didn't we? As you have worked out what I'm like on here. Yep compete utter mayhem. Anyways I'll let the kids do the talking now not me. Chow for now)
"Young lives who’s family has no money to send their children to school." – Sentebaleblogs
“I'm Jackson age 7 on the right looking rather cool and really? Really do I have to have my photo taken? Question face along with Ekure really? I rather hide away”
“I'm Tobe I'm 6 years old I will be 7 in December. If my parents didn't come to the home for help I'll just be looking at the pictures and no idea where places are. Fortunately for me I got that chance to change my life. Oh I'm the one next to Jackson reading supposed to be”
“I'm Theresa who's sitting next to Tobe and my annoying funny twin brother Tony who's invading my space as normal. I'm 5 years old I'll be turn 6 in November yet I'll be sharing it with Tony’
“I'm Tony. I'm also 5 and be turning 6 in November along with my twin Theresa; I'm the most outgoing out of the two of us, as you can see in the picture and I am the most cheesiest but I have this special connection if there's something wrong with Theresa I would feel it too. But also she has that special super power too.”
To the start every parent worst nightmare is not being able to provide, support, or even give their children the best start in life. That's what happened to these lovely children; there parents couldn't afford the school fees as it was too expensive for them to pay for the material, uniform and many more. Yet for these awesome guys they are going to school because their parents came to us for help; we've given them the life time of having the best start, achieve the goals that they want to achieve.
Their parents quick thinking and no who to come to for help. We worked with their parents to proved their school fees; to which now they are going to school everyday to be able to learn, and to succeed in life that they want to be when they grow up. There are so many families like our four stars that need our help to get their children into schools to achieve what their parents couldn't achieve.
“See…we need help just to go to school otherwise we end up not being able to read or write or even achieve our dreams of what we want to do in life.” – Promise
“Without your help by donating as much as you can we are able to go to school; meet new friends, learn and a sense of where to belong in the world. If you can donate either through the donate page or through Western Union please follow the links and etc that are listed down below”. – John
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I am writing to inform you about Annabel Inorin and her family. So please don't just skim through the blog/article; just don't think oh everyone dies one day, Annabel never got to see the world.
“My name is Annabel Inorin. I am 11 year old girl from Nigeria in West Africa; I have a medical condition called “Arrhythmias”, this is where my heart is too sick to do anything that everyone else my age does”
I'm writing to inform you that between 31st July 2017 – 6th August 2017 Annabel Inorin has passed away in her sleep with her family around her. Annabel had a medical condition called “Arrhythmias” which is a disease that effected her heart. The doctors and nurses have tried to make everything that they could to make her feel comfortable as much as possible; but due to lack of treatment and medical medicine to help her deal with the disease, her tiny 11 year old body couldn't keep on fighting for much longer. I have huge respect for her family, her parents, her doctors and her nurses who have tried everything to help her feel comfortable and help her to be positive. Yet all the odds were stacking up against them.
I understand how they feel so much; from working with poorly children such like Annabel in the UK, seeing from first hand what certain diseases can do to you. You know that one day they might not going to make it. Each day is a new day and you never know what's going to happen. When I was told the news of Annabel it was well and truly hit home; the fact that I only just started working with this area of Africa, it really did feel like I knew her as I wrote her case few weeks ago. I feel now that I know her very well; can feel her telling me what to write, to make sure her story got told. Also she wanted to make sure that everyone knew that she now in heaven with god.
“I'm with God now mummy and daddy. It's so cool up here. I’m even allowed to run around, play with other children my age, I'm not even getting tired straight away. Guess what I feel more full of beans now than I was; as I'm getting the treatment what I need up here, I do tend to forget and when they remind me to take it easy I'm feeling dreadful. But heyho I'm free. I love you mummy and daddy, I'm watching over you and I may start doing practical jokes on you now dad like you did to me. I miss you both so much and I love you both"
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