Briahna's Journey

Today marks twenty-one years of living for me, and the very first thought I have on it is... "thank you, God." I took off four days (Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday) to celebrate my day because there has been a lot for me to celebrate and its bigger than just any other day and any other celebration. For starters, everyone doesn't have the ability to reach twenty-one.... and God blessed me with the opportunity to enter into it and see what I am able to do with it. I am typically the youngest in the bunch, therefore, a lot of my friends are already twenty one. I have had the ability to sit back and watch how they handle that age and all the responsibility that comes with it, and I decided to set goals for myself. With being 21, the blessing and the curse of it is that you are now in a time where you can go out and buy just about any and everything. Everything that you have been wanting to get, sneaking to get, probably paying other people to get.... you can now

I have been kind of distracted from my blogging, lately, and I wanted to share why. I picked up another job about a week ago at Amazon that happens to be delivery and sorting overnights. One thing that I can say about a person carrying two jobs is, "KUDOS!" because, it is not an easy thing to do. On every day but Sunday and Monday, I get up and go to one job at 1 am, and end that shift with an hour in between before I have to go to my second job. Lately, I have been experiencing fatigue at its finest because of my adjustment in work hours, and it has been hitting me hard. Not only do I have limitations on what I can do, but there are limitations on when I can do things as well. And, quite frankly, it doesn't bother me that much that I cannot go out how I used to because there is a reason why I am working two jobs in the first place. I do not need to work two jobs, but I choose to because what else do I have better to do this summer? This summer is about establishing m

It's been a long and stressful journey with E, but it has been worth it. I have cried in his arms, found safety in his arms, comfort, relaxation after intimate encounters.... everything that I would search for in a mate, I found in him and that is where my heart lies. I never thought that I would find love again, I guess is what I am trying to say. Although love cannot be perfect and beautiful all the time, I stepped outside of my own naïve self and recognized that the love I wanted and planned with my ex was no longer available for me to have. And, as I stepped into the dating pool back in September, I had no expectations when it came to finding love for a second time because I thought I would never have anything like I had again. And, that is still true to an extent. E and I have been off and on since December, with many difficulties in between, but.... I have grown to love him. This urge to take care of him with every ounce of my being, the willingness to do anything I can

I have been 107-115 lbs. since middle school, and since I last visited my OB/GYN on June 18th, I learned that I am 124 lbs. I have never been in the twenties when it comes to my weight, so I guess you can say I am eating good, lol. For the longest time, I never really had to worry about my weight because I always stayed in between that 107-115 lbs. I didn't care to work out back then, either because I convinced myself that my body was just naturally meant to be skinny. What happened, though? College. It is no longer the freshman fifteen, but the junior SOMETHING because the stress levels that I had my junior year of college caused me to eat, eat, eat. But, although some women would be concerned, I am actually okay with my weight gain. I did not freak out on that scale, I did not go crazy and up and buy a gym membership just to use for a week, nothing of that nature. I tried something new..... I let my body be. Now, if I feel myself getting too far off, I'll start being more

Growing up, my parents pretty much provided my sister and I with all the designer clothes, latest game systems, and latest things in general because they wanted to give us the things that they never had. Therefore, I never really had to want for things too long without my parents getting them if my behavior, grades, and household chores were okay. But, no matter how many pairs of UGGS, all the Polo shirts, Buckle items that I had back in high/middle school... a Michael Kors purse was always the thing that I wanted, but never really got. Once my Christmas lists changed from Bratz dolls to clothes and shoes, I would always write somewhere near the top "Michael Kors", but my parents never got it. They got my UGGS, boots, clothes.... everything else but that purse and since middle school, I was convinced to get one. I just bought myself a Michael Kors yesterday, and it was an accomplishment to me more than you could possibly assume. I worked throughout high school, and most of