Sumaira McCloud

I don't know where to start. A lot has changed in this past month. Some for the better, others not so much. But either way I am making it work. This keyboard is already pissing me off, though. stupid Dell computers. I'm at school, not for actual class today, but for career counseling. I need direction. I don't know what I want to do with myself career wise. I love psychology, people, helping people, writing, and teaching. Sounds easy to narrow it down, huh? No. I don't know what I love enough to do every.single.day. I want to be happy with the job I make my career. That's me, the white girl, with the counselor, except she's white at my school, and a lady. I'm sort of nervous to see what this lady suggests for me, after evaluating my interests. Who is to say she's even gonna help? I'll have to wait and see. It's only 1:03 PM right now and my appointment isn't until 3:30 PM. I came early to do paperwork for financial aid, only to

Friends , siblings , co-workers, romantic partners , parents , neighbors , in-laws there's just so many relationships. I wanted to write about relationships, because it's not so much the actual friendship that may give someone trouble. It's the after effect of when two people split ways, and you met someone through someone else's relationship. I'll give many examples. And yes this blog does pertain to romantic relationships. hehehe. So, the most common. Romantical. Is that even a word? I'm going to make it one. When you meet someone through a person you already know, it's great. You bond, you form your own friendship in a way. Sometimes you even start to the love person genuinely for who they are, after all that time you spend together, and you see why your original friend loves this person, too. But then the awful break-up comes.... What do you do from here? You're now stuck in this awkward situation. Do you remain in touch? Do you still

I read this insane article last week that I've been meaning to blog about, but had no time. Listen to this! A woman had a baby in a toilet and didn't even know she was pregnant....! What the HELL? I can't believe that, I won't believe that. She had to have pushed (ew) and how could you not flush? You must have seen the child. And then leaving the poor baby in toilet? :( So sad. I have the article if anyone wants to cry On better note, I want to talk about adoption. I really would love to adopt a child once I'm financially stable/have my own home. I know I have a lot of love to give and many children out there need it. I think I'd prefer to have a little Pakistani girl. I hope that isn't bad, to prefer one race or something over another, I just really want a little girl. Asian and black would be my next preferences. :) this is me when I was three or four, I can't remember. That's my brother behind me :) I was so cute. lol.

Feels like the older we get, the more complicated birthdays become. When we're younger our parents plan stuff and drive us to dinner and it's set to go. You show up, get presents, smile, and eat lots of cake! I'm way past this age, obviously, but now I have issues every year planning. What date? (When will majority friends be able to attend? Day of? Weekend after?) What to do? How to separate people who are no longer friends? Who to invite? Just the close circle of family and friends or every person you adore (and possibly who will gift you) ? Separate family day with friend day? Or no? What the hell do I wear? Do I wanna dress fancy shamncy and pretty or just play it cool with jeans and heels? Do I want to stay in town or go Orlando/Daytona? (This would illuminate many people) How much money will I have by March 3rd anyway? ( BIRTH DATE ) Wish I could just wave a wand and everyone was able to just get along, attend, and buy me presents. Goo

I LOVE MY OWN WRITING! =D ....but want to know what I love more ? When others tell me that they enjoy reading my blogs! I mean, I absolutely love writing, but knowing someone else actually loves reading it, that makes it all the better . It's kind of like when you were about to throw away tons of food you didn't need/want, and then you realize that there's a homeless family or animal nearby that could actually eat it, so you  feel pumped with joy to want to help and give to the people/animals. <3 I realized this passion in the eighth grade. I won a poetry contest and I wasn't even trying. The more I wrote, I saw it was easy to me, natural. So anyone who is 'following' along, I'm really honored that you enjoy my writing. It really makes me smile from ear to ear!    Now, of course there is a reason for tonight's post. RED BOX. dun dun dun.                                                                                                    O

Let's just forget about kids in school who are working extra hard to get into college, with no help from parents, just studying day and night, these kids are boring . Let's make an entire show on teen-mothers. [December 8th, 2009] Sure, maybe the intention was to show other teens how hard it is to raise kids, the fathers don't always stick around, and it's very expensive, BUT realistically did the creators [director is Morgan J Freeman] of the show not realize this TV show will only make young people want to actually be on TV themselves/get paid/have babies. COME ON PEOPLE! I know teens were getting pregnant before this show began, but having a whole show just because you have a child at a young age will send some teens who are lonely, desperate, depressed, unhappy, unloved, "hey, maybe if I had a kid, I could be on a show and be recognized"  kind of message. I hate this show and the one that this originated from, 16 & pregnant. MTV is filled with

I agree the national anthem is a huge deal. What I don't agree with is how many people are hating on Christina Aguilera for making a mistake . The lyric was suposed to be, "O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming" She obviously was nervous, because as the world has now heard, she sang, "What so proudly we watched at the twilight's last reaming" First of all, atleast she sang it live! Secondly, she just proved to us that she is human, too. We all make mistakes people! Yes, hers may have been a little dissappointing because it was the national anthem, but cut her some slack--she was in front of millions of people! I don't even care for her music that much. I just don't like it when we all think we have the right to sit and talk shit, as if we could do it better. I mean if you could, then do it! If not, don't talk shit. It was an honest mistake and I feel that she patched it up pretty well.... Besides, think about wh

If you're anything like me, you hate doing what the law says, because you rather not follow. Whether I do or don't won't affect the government or police, ect, it's going to affect me. If I speed then I could possibly get a ticket. Who wins? Them . I have to pay, or I possibly won't have a license. Seat belts. When I first started driving I never began the car until everyone was buckled in. I don't know what the hell happend to me about eight months ago, but I was on some "fuck this law, fuck that law, I'm doing what I want to do, I don't need to do ____ ect" and one of these included not wearing a belt anymore. I seriously don't know what joy I got out of it, except I felt that I wasn't obeying the law, resulting in me feeling as some sort of rebel in a small way. It's a small act, a quick decision, with a big consequence. Basically I'm dumb for not wearing it those eight months. I could have gotten into a wreck and

So I decided to put together some ideas for people who want to buy someone something, but don't know what to get. There's always the bear and candy and choclate, but these things get old, fast. Flowers are sweet, but flowers die. Why not get someone something a little longer lasting that is a little useful or meaningful? My favorite: Personalized calender from Walgreens  or CVS  (although I prefer Walgreens for many reasons) It's only $19.99 for an 8x11 and $9.99 for a small desk one. You can choose twelve photos of your choice and select which month you'd like each picture to go to. I've done this in the past for two people and they loved it. My mom was one of those people, and she is keeping hers even after it's done with. Coffee drinker? Better yet, coffee-at-home-drinker? You can also personalize a mug ! I got one for my dad, two birthdays ago and he loved it! He uses it to this day. It was a family picture, but I cropped it and only put him and me becau

This show takes no intelligence to follow.  First of all these Italian Americans are way too tan. I don’t know if I’m hating or just jealous. I was once the girl who promised I’d never watch this show, I was anti-jersey shore because EVERYONE and their mama was so indulged in it. But that was the only reason I didn't want to see it. Now? I do watch it. Thanks to Donald and Thursday day offs. Why? It’s hilarious, and quite easy to dislike some of them from the personalities they display. These young adults are getting paid for having sex, fighting, and clubbing! I don’t think I’d ever want to display these acts on TV for the world to see….but hey! If that’s the way you roll then keep-on-rollin!  I want to say that this show is one of those that dies out after a few seasons, but it’s hard for me to be confident in that guess because their already on season three, and there’s many of us that keep watching.  It’s so entertaining (especially if you’re bored!) so who knows, maybe it

I don't get it! Everyone's in such a damn rush to get somewhere, that they practically asking to get hit! I was driving home today, (earlier than intended, thanks to won't-say-any-names) and as I tried to make my way into the far right lane, some preoccupied asshole almost swerved and hit me while trying to jump into the left lane! There was plenty of lane left for him to slowly make his way, but NO, he was in some panic rush and almost killed me =( Okay, okay, he didn't almost kill me, but he could have! I think ever since I stopped texting and driving I'm actually observing the road much MORE, because I notice other drivers, (while I'm in traffic) doing multiple things from eating, make-up, reading, hitting kids, and texting that it's like driving is the distraction. Vehicles are not light. If you're going 40-55 MPH and you're operating this huge metal machine and you suddenly collide because your bagel fell or your mascara drops in your lap, do

I wish I had enough money to where I only had to work ten hours a week, if that. I want security. I would love to work because I wanted to, not because I had to. I once had this....when I was sixteen. =D I want to be this: I'm here, at Comcast, where majority of my time is spent. (sad, I know) I got here at 6 AM and I won't be leaving til 10 pm. No, I didn't work the whole time. I clocked out from my normal shift at 2:30PM and now I'm on this 'break' until 6pm. I've gone to the local Town Center, I've ate an amazing Chick-fila southwest salad (highly recommended, $5.95) and now I'm sitting here, bored. Blogging. Thinking. Wishing I could sleep. Sigh. I'm going to make a list of pet peeves. 1) Tardyness . I can't stand when people are always late. I'm very, very punctual. When someone close to me is always running behind, I think I almost want to leave them behind. Ha ha. I wish I was like this in high school. I would have saved lo