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Born and raised in the Tri-City area of Albany, NY, an athletic, talented young writer blossomed to become the young women you see today. Writing has always been a passion of mine but dance and running have always been my first loves. I am currently a freshman in college on a Track Scholarship and perusing my career to become a social worker. I'm very humble and down to earth. I'm just Me!

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Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Special Olympics and Life

A few years ago, at the Seattle Special Olympics, nine contestants all physically or mentally disabled, assembled at the starting line for the 100 yard dash.
At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash, but with a relish to run the race to finish and win.All, that is, except one boy who stumbled on the asphalt, tumbled over a couple of times and began to cry. The other eight heard the boy. They slowed down and looked back. Everyone one of them. One girl who had down's syndrome bent down and kissed him and said,"This will make it better." After getting him off the ground, all nine linked arms and walked across the finish line together. Everyone in the stadium stood, and the cheering went on fro several minutes! People who were there are still telling this story believe it or not. Why?
Because deep down we all know one thing.
What matters most in this life is more than winning for ourselves, but in this life helping others to win, even if it means slowing down and changing our own courses!

This is something a lot of people should honestly think about and put into thought.
Regardless of what I'm going through right now,
I will always slow down and change my course for someone else because thats what I do.
I love to help others.
Even if that makes me look like an ass hole!
Its happened.
An ex, close friends, etc.
But who care what they think.
I will continue to be me,
Loving, willing to do anything for anyone regardless of what or how I feel.

If there is anything I can leave you with its this,

I work for the center of disability,.
I don't want praise or people saying,"theres a spot waiting for u in heaven because your helping"them""
Its something I choose to do and love!
People!
I put in time so that I can help others no different from you or I.
I feel people should be more like me.
Strong, and confident within my line of work!!!

Just a thought!
There is no "I" in TEAM!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Work & Life


There is so much work to be done in such little time.
Everyday I struggle to get up and go to work because I'm so used to sleeping in and being waited on hand and foot.
My relationship is falling apart because he moved back to Utica and my best friends I've had since high school , we're not talking.
Things are somewhat stressful.
Feelings are mixed up and I don't know what to do.
I was told that an institution isn't a place but a state of mind, meaning
you can in trapped in your own mind thoughts emotions etc.
I work for the Center of Disability.
That place isn't an institution but a home to them.
A place where they can call home and feel safe.
Not have to be different.
In my eyes they are not but they are people just as you and I.
I need a vacation!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Love Lost

I try to talk to you, But I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forver stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... But I'll never know And its safe to say it okay that way. Because now that I sit here and think about it, I never knew you! Meeting you was fate, Becoming your friend was a choice, But falling in love with you I had no control over!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Personalties

"Only strong personalties can endure history, the weak ones extinguish from it, but a man/women, people must be big enough to admit their mistakes, as well as flaws, and be smart enough to profit from it and become a stronger person."
-RubyRoo

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Love App. Story of My Life


The worst thing is holding on to someone who doesn't want to be held on to.
Don't fall for someone unless they're willing to catch you.
The thing about falling in love is that if you do it right you'll never hit the ground.
LIFE IS TO SHORT TO BE ANYTHING BUT HAPPY!
So KISS slow,
LOVE deeply,
And forgive quickly.
Take chances and never have regrets.
Forget the past but remember what it taught you.
Sometimes you have to smile and pretend everything's okay,
Hold back tears
And walk away.
If you want to see the rainbow you must first walk through the rain,
And if you want true love,
You must go though the pain!

To Me, when I love someone...
I commit myself without guarantee,
I give myself completely to the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person.
Love is an act of faith,
And whoever is of little faith is of little love ...
Basically right now I'm just going through it...
Sleepless nights,
Tears,
Everything that was said in this Note is so true and accurate to my life...
Heres something,
I know loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart.
Joy from being with you, being filled with an emotion so deep and tender that no other feeling can compare.
Pain from knowing that I'm so in love, that I'm more vulnerable than I've ever have been for anyone in life.
The fact that giving your all to someone and them having the power to hurt you!
Scary.
I feel like...
{sigh}
You know what I used to say,
"Love is for females who want to get their feeling hurt and taken advantage of"
Sadly I feel like that now...
Story of my life!

I honestly feel that falling in love with someone isn't always going to be easy...
Anger...
Tears...
Laughter...
But it's when you want to be together despite it all.
That's when you truly love another.
I'm sure of it!
At lease
I Hope

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

The Ideal Man/Good Man

Unfortunately, the ideal man is difficult to find.

How do you know the perfect man anyway?
Can you tell by book, magazines, movies, radio.
What is it...?
Perfection is an ideal situation where everything is just the way it should be . . .
WRONG!
Maybe in a fairytale.
Now, as for myself,
I want a man who is strong, powerful, and dominant, yet have a sensitive side.
A man who is honest and blunt but always keeps my feelings at best interest.
My grams used to say:
"No man is worth your tears Nadina, but once you find one who is, he won't make you cry"
I'm starting to get what she meant.
I believe that God made woman beautiful and foolish; beautiful, that man might love her; and foolish, that she might love him.
Funny accusation right?
A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears.
What does that mean?
It mean a man what something beautiful and can fall in love instantly.
Men love and want beautiful things.
It's nature.
Women on the other hand,
Can be..."Persuaded"
A man can say  anything from,"Your are my everything, My world, An Angel sent from heaven, an image made from the heavens"
To,
"I love You"
WHOA right?
Never really thought of it in those terms.
I feel the word,"Woman", was taken out of man; not out of his head to top him, nor out of his feet to be trampled underfoot; but out of his side to be equal to him, under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be loved.
Thats Ideal.
A man who knows that is an IDEAL MAN.
Everything and more.
An image made from the lord himself to bless me and show me that there is a MAN who is made for me.
My IDEAL Man!
For a women who is love
I leave you with this:
"If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't love you. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't miss you. But I did, I do, and I will"
The Ideal Man

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Admire

I've always admire what I really don't understand. in other words, One who asks a question, is a fool for five minutes; on the other hand one who does not ask a question remains a fool forever. Make since right! I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end.