Showing posts with label age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label age. Show all posts

happiness

sometimes when entering a relationship, whether it is a friendship or dating, people tend to forget about themselves and put the other person(s) first. its a good attribute not to be a selfish person but you also cant be selfless. its not healthy to concern yourself with  someone else to the point that you forget about you. i am guilty of this and many people i know are guilty of the same thing. over the years i have learned to focus on me more, i think it has to deal with age and self love. as you get older and grow into your own you are no longer worried about what other people are thinking of you so you are no longer trying to please them. when you stop focusing on pleasing other people then you can focus on you and loving yourself. self love is something that takes time. it is a process and unless you love yourself one hundred percent you can never be happy. you cant make someone else happy if you are not happy. unhappy people succumb to low antics. 

random post... but for some reason i just had to get it out..its all over the place and probably makes no sense. 

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lost virginity

it seems as though during the summer is when people, especially young folks lose their virginity the most... don't know what it is but it happens. the summer i lost my virginity was the summer i was going from the ninth grade to the tenth grade. i remember it was about six days before my fifteenth birthday, heres my story:

he and i have known each other for most of our lives,we grew up together when we first met i was five and he was ten (yes we known each other that long). i started to become attracted to him when i was about eleven (hormones started acting up, period was about to start) but i never really said or did anything about it. i remember my mom used to tell me to stay away from him (we lived three doors down from one another) because he was too old and a trouble maker. when i got older around thirteen, fourteen it got worst. my balls grew bigger and he was a lot more blatant with his approach towards me.  he always watched me from his window, he would come to my school after the day was over and walk back or take the bus with me back home, bought me things here and there, etc. at that time it was just talking and harmless flirting, nothing major. he was in high school and i was still in junior high. he started dating this girl named debora... she hated me and i never knew why but thinking back i guess it was because she knew that i was after her boyfriend (well at the time i didnt know i was after him just liked him)
fast forward to a year and some months later... it was the summer of 2003 and i was getting ready to head to the 10th grade. he and i had started dating but it was nothing too serious at least for me because i was no fool i knew he was talking to other females as i other guys, we were in two different age groups. by the time august came around we had been dating for three maybe four months... for some reason that summer the tension between he and i was high.. and i was hot.... the day i lost my virginity was six days before my fifteenth birthday. i still remember it like it was yesterday. anyway we had been flirting heavy the entire week. spending more time at his house than usual, he taking me different places, going out together away from the neighborhood more than we usually do. not even taking age into consideration like we did before.. we really wasn't even think about the age difference at this point. the day before i lost my virginity for some reason i was super A. i went to his house and kind of just through myself on him. i couldn't even believe that i came at him like that, i mean i never kissed anyone until that day and i was surprised with myself. anyway after about an hour of foundling, kissing,and alot of  touching i jumped up and i went home. the next day came my mom had left for work around seven like she usually do, i let her out gave her a kiss and went back to bed. i am deep in my sleep and around 11 oclock i hear a knock out my door. my bedroom window faced the front of apt complex so i can see whoever was at my door. i peaked through my blinds and there he was. in my head i am like oh sh*t but i got up fixed my hair real quick and opened the door. he came up with some b.s excuse that he wanted to borrow a pen and phonebook. i gave it to him and went back to bed. an hour later he comes back admits that it was phony and that he wanted to see me. so i let him in, we sitting there talking and chilling and out of nowhere he starts kissing me, the young me done forgot what we did the day before and i couldnt remember how to kiss. he is tugging at my clothes and i was like whoa back up. no sooner had i said that i was just like you might as well go for it you been eyeing this guy for years so i did... he was gentle but i never expected losing my virginity would feel like that. it was so much pain and so much blood. i remember he had to keep bringing me back to him and he had to keep grabbing me because i kept running off the bed, at one point i was half way off the bed, my entire top half of my body was hanging off. i don't even think we had sex for ten minutes. i jumped up out of the bed walked really slowly to the bathroom and took a long hot shower. 

the day i lost my virginity was one of the worst days ever... never again
in all honesty i wish i never would of had sex that day at that time, but i would never change who i had sex with

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When Life Hits

It’s weird because it took a conversation I had today with my biology teacher for me to realize what I have been feeling inside for a while and for me to understand what my mother has been telling me. Point blank simple there is no reason to rush. No reason to rush life. No reason to rush getting older. Everything will happen in due time and before you know it you blink an eye and you are a grown person, hopefully your own person making grown people decisions. You have bills to pay and important decisions to make. You have to work 9-5 there is no calling mommy or asking daddy for help. So why was I always in a rush to grow up? I am twenty now facing twenty one in a couple of months and I am starting to get scared. To be honest as soon as January 1, 2009 came around I started getting scared. Thinking about my birthday that is around the corner really gives me anxiety attacks. Just thinking about officially being on my own, finally legal (not like over 18 legal but damn I’m 21 legal) the thought scares the shit out of me. I will be done with school soon so I will be forced to face the real world. Force to do things on my own. Now when we all live with parents we like to think we are grown, come in whenever we want, trying to prove to our parents that we can do it. But then it comes to a point where you have to prove to yourself that you can do it. You have to prove to yourself that you can make it on your own? And that time for me is vastly approaching. I know I can do it but the question now is, do I want to do it. Time is flying by too quick.. I was just a kid.. Going to elementary school being a little bad ass… I miss the days when I wasn’t really held responsible for my behavior, now I am held responsible for everything I do and every decision I make. It scares me but you know what I AM READY!!!

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