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forever bestfriends.


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Campaign: Your Life. Our Stage.
 
208 Reviews
Added: 6/1/2009 10:28 PM PT
Last Modified: 6/2/2009 9:11 AM PT
 
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One day there used to be two best friends, they were inseperable, they were like one soul. For some reason they're took two different roads and they stopped talking. I never heard about my best friend until yesterday, 6 years later, walking down the street I saw his mother. I said hello and I asked about my best friend. In that moment her eyes got filled with water and she looked into my eyes and said. "he died yesterday." I didn't know what to say, she keeped looking at me, and i finally took the courage of asking how he died. She invited me to her house, as I got there she offered me to sit down in the living room where i spent my childhood at. We always played at his house, me and my best friend. I sat down and she began to tell me the sad story. Around two years ago he was diagnosed with a weird sickness, his cure was to recive every month a blood transplant for 3 months but, remember that his blood type was really rare? yes, i remember, just like you.... We looked for blood donors and finally we found a man that was willing to do it. Your friend, if you remember, was very stubborn, and he didn't want to receive blood from him. He said, he only wanted to get the blood from you but he didn't want us to go looking for you, every night he would say: don't look for him, I'm sure that tomorrow she will come. Months passed by and every night he would sit down in that exact chair you're sitting at now and he would pray for you to remember him and come visit him the next morning. Like that he ended his life, on his last night of life, he was really sick, and smiling he told me: mother of mine, I know that soon my friend will come, ask her why she took so long and give her that note I left on my drawer. She got up and came back and she gave me the note. It said, My friend, I knew you will finally come, it took you a while but that doesn't matter. What is important is that you came. I'm waiting for you somewhere else, I hope it takes you a while to get here, but I still want to tell you that every night I will pray for you and from the sky I will be taking care of you, my best friend. Oh, by the way, do you remember why we got so distant? yes, it was because I didn't want to let you borrow my new basketball, haha, those were the good days. We were unseperable. well I want to tell you that I want you to have it and I hope you love it. I love you, you friend forever. "Don't let your pride take more than your heart. Friendship is like the ocean, you can see the beginning but never the end."

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Oops she did it again.


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Campaign: Holiday Memories
 
207 Reviews
Added: 11/26/2008 11:37 AM PT
Last Modified: 1/31/2009 9:08 AM PT
 
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Wild Christmas break at Puerto Rico.

Most of my christmas breaks I spend them at Puerto Rico with my family and I always have a lot of fun. We're always reunited for the holidays since we all live so seperate from eachother at Florida. My Junior year of highschool I went to Puerto Rico to spend the holidays with them and I was so excited. Two days before Christmas I arrived and there was a block party by my aunts house. It was going to be very formal and a nice way to begin the holidays. The party was a blast we were all getting ready to leave in different cars and my uncle couldn't find his video camera, he went crazy and he started arguing and blaming my cousin because she had the video camera for a while, he started looking for it everywhere and for a second we all thought he lost it, he goes to his car and looks at the car and finds it and says,"OH YEAH! I put in there earlier tonight while the party was on." [yeah he was drunk!] we all laguhed and started leaving my cousin decided to get a ride with me and my aunt because she wanted to talk to me,my aunt was okay with taking her home,so her dad [still drunk] was driving the car in front of us driving in crazy ways he couldn't keep the car straight, my aunt was following him because we were going to drop my cousing there and our stuff was at their house. My uncle still drunks decided to stop at my aunts house to drop me off because he claimed that I was in the car the whole time and I was with my aunt. So we end up doing a whole giant circle to get their house because my uncle wasn't thinking at all. We get to their house and walk the little hill to get to the door [the ground was slippery from the rain earlier in the night] and from not being crareful my aunt, my cousin, and me fell in the ground! We finally got inside to get out stuff and change from now having wet butts, my aunt and me say our goodbyes to finally drive to our house. Again, we weren't careful and we fell again HARD! when we finally arrived home i was exhausted from falling so much. I finally got a good nights sleep and was sore in the morning. Christmas at Puerto Rico always brings unexpected suprises especially falling. I can't wait to go this Winter break. =D

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My aunt [Maria], my cousin [Yari] and me -we especialize in falling.
Be yourself and study hard.


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Campaign: Best and Worst of Back To School
 
432 Reviews
Added: 9/16/2008 1:50 PM PT
Last Modified: 9/16/2008 1:50 PM PT
 
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School. It's my senior year in highschool and let me tell you my years in high school have been a blast. My opinions always are to just be yourself because if you're not yourself you will never find true friends, and true friends are what help you get by in high school; give you support, help, and love. I've made some crazy memories while meeting the people I now call my best friends and I was pressured into doing things that I don't regret doing but weren't my best choices but I've learned from them to never do them again. Don't skip, talk back to teachers, take advantange of others, fight, start problems, make fun of other, talk behind friends back, ect.. the list can keep going. My best friend I met her in class I was a lonely freshman who trying to act "cool" and I decided to sit on top of the desks and the desk moved forward and I feel on my butt right in front of the girl I was trying to act "cool" for and she laughed right in front of my face and while she tried to help me get back up on my feet she fell too! I couldn't believe that had happend to me, after all the crazy-ness we are the best of best friend. We have made some terrible mistakes that we will never regret but we have learned to never do them again. My best tips are to be yourself, sit in front of the class [no matter how cool is it to you to sit in the back - it's not], study hard, join clubs/sport, be honest, and be honest to yourself, and everything will fall into place after that. High school isn't that hard and you will have so much fun just being yourself.

A Mother and Daughter at WAR.


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Campaign: Mother-Daughter Wardrobe Contest
 
372 Reviews
Added: 8/12/2008 2:51 PM PT
Last Modified: 8/13/2008 7:09 AM PT
 
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Now we and my mom have had this problem for a long time. She's 35 and I'm 17. Sometimes we have the same style of clothing but then at other we have the exact oppsite sence of style. Now for me fashion is something I love and I make it my world sometimes. So, when it comes to shopping we have one too many problems. We both like to shop any where that isn't that expensive (like Wal Mart, Kmart, JcPenny, or Sears). Usually we go shopping together which I have no problem with (I love my mom) and everytime we go to any store that I like but she doesn't she get mad, always starts saying "I'm not going in there" or "I won't pay for anything" but either way I walk in the store. I might start looking at the t-shirt, sweaters, jeans, anything and she's right behind me watching me with an angry face that I went in the store even though she won't buy me anything. I start trying on clothes and while I'm trying them on she's in another part of that same store looking at the dresses, shirts, and jeans. She never wants to admit it but she does like the clothes at the stores. So when I see her looking at shirts and wanting to try it on I rub it on her face and she just laughs. 

Now lately, my moms fashion is coming back in style and we both adore skinny jeans and low flats. So we're always heading to Payless to look at any of the new flats. One problem is me and my mom don't have the same shoe sizes which to me that doesn't matter I still make my feet fit on a 6.5-7 shoe size when I'm a 7.5 shoe size, which is incredible how my feet fit in her flats or heels. Second when I like some sort of flat they don't have on my size they only have it on her's or vice versa. The first time I wore one of her heels the heel broke and she was so furious at me. Later I stretch out another favorite pair of heels, so lately I have decided to completely STOP wearing her flats. 

Now when it comes to jeans that's another problem. My mom is the type of women that has to go shopping all day. She can go to 2 types of mall and all the stores around for 1 pair of jeans. She is very picky when it comes to jeans. And unfortunetly I have the same problem. We might like probably 5 pair of jeans or even more but when we try them on we don't even like 1 pair of jeans. We try on every single pair of jeans in the store and leave empty handed because we didn't like anything. Problem huh?

Another thing is our shirts to go out. I love holter tops, tank tops, and t-shirts. I'm always looking at those, which makes her want to look at them too. Having the same size with shirts comes as a good benifit but as a bad one too. Usually I have no problem if she borrows one of my shirts when she has nothing to wear at work EXCEPT for when I want to wear the same one. It drives me crazy because even though is my shirt she says "Oh well I put it on first." So I get so angry at her that I do the same thing to her at times. We're always arguing about who's shirt it was really at first. We can stay at it for hours until we decide to say "Who likes it more?" Isn't that what you call a war? 

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