Your mind is like a parachute, It doesn't work if it's not open.

We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorns have roses. You decide.

The worst battles we have to fight are between what we know and what we feel.

Sometimes the most important lessons, are the ones we end up learning the hard way.


Friday, May 18, 2012

THREE TRUTHS AND A LIE


Author's Note: I wrote this paragraph about how my middle name is combined between my mom's name and my dad's name. I worked on trying not to write run on sentences because I have been.  

My middle name is combined between my mom’s name and my dad’s name. Well before I was born my parents didn’t want to know if I was a boy or a girl so they had to decide on a boy’s name and a girl’s name. Well the boys name was the easiest they took my dad’s dads name Curtis and my mom’s dad’s name Paul and said if I was a boy my name would be Curtis Paul. Well they had some weird girl names picked out to but settled on Morgan but couldn’t think of a middle name that would work, and apparently one day my dad was on his way to work and thought about the middle name Carol. He was thinking about it and used the first three letters of my mom’s name Kar for Karen and the last three of his ale for Dale. So my name was Morgan Karale and it’s combined between my mom’s name and my dad’s name. Well no one in my family can spell my middle name because it’s not the generic way to spell it. But the nice part is, is that I’m not the only person in my family with a weird middle name. My older cousin Taylor has a weird middle name too. Her middle name is Frances after my uncles grandma, and we all call her Frank because of it. So weird middle names are common in my family apparently and you know what we really don’t care because we like our names it’s not like we had any say in it.   

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