niryuu/sni-each-converted huggingface dataset:
I was going to go on a date with a woman but things didn't go as planned. Instead of giving up at the idea of failure I stuck with it and decided to stick with it. After all of this, we're still dating.
Output: It was a pretty cold day for the summertime, couldn't have been more than 60 degrees out when I first stepped outside of my house and towards the car. I was heading to the movies with a friend who had been begging me to go see it for days, although now I can't even fully recall which it was. There wasn't a lot of time for me to think as I was still groggy, so I quickly went back inside to grab a cup of coffee before heading out. Turning on the machine and hearing it whirr to start up I decided that I would also flick on the television real fast just to see what was going on in the world. I honestly can't remember what I saw, as my mind is blurry from the entire thing but I do remember it being quite boring to the point of remarkability, but what did stick out was the traffic alert. We were going to be late to the movie if we didn't leave soon so I quickly grabbed whatever coffee had been finished and rushed out the door having a completely black cup of joe that I didn't even want anymore. My friend was waiting for me at her house when I picked her up and was a bit annoyed that I was late, but I didn't think much of it. Now this is the part that really, really stuck out to me. Right as she got into the car, her daughter quickly ran outside and called her back in. When she came back out she was bright red and told me that she couldn't go, that she had to stay home and didn't want to explain but I was adamant and so she did. Apparently the babysitter couldn't make it in time and so it was all a bust, but instead of letting her feel bad I drove home real quick and picked up a blu-ray of a movie that I figured she would enjoy and drove back to her house. At this point you can probably realize this isn't exactly just a friend, but someone who I had wanted to impress and so when I returned and showed her the blu-ray we watched it together and it was a pretty awesome experience. The entire time all I could think was about how lucky I was to be in this house with her and her family, who seemed to be pretty receptive of me. Anyways, once this was all over instead of leaving she offered for me to stay for dinner and this is the first time I would ever have a meal with her alone as her daughter took a nap right after eating a few minutes earlier. This is so memorable for me because it was the first experience that I had in a romantic setting with this woman who I am now currently dating and I'll never forget it.
I was the Maid of Honor in my best friend's wedding. I stood by her and watched her marry her husband.
Output: Recently, I was the Maid of Honor in my best friend's wedding. This was a very important day. I had never been in a wedding, let alone the Maid of Honor. I had a lot of responsibilities and was very nervous about walking down the aisle. I know that everyone is looking at the bride but I was still anxious about having eyes on me even for a few seconds. We started our day early in the morning with coffee and hair and makeup. We got our hair and makeup done by professionals and it felt very special. My best friend and I chatted about how today was going to be life-changing. I was super excited for her and her husband-to-be. The time came for the ceremony and I walked down the aisle before my best friend. I watched her walk down and had to hold back tears and ugly crying. I took her bouquet when she took the hand of her soon to be future husband. I listened to their vows and I remember how happy they both were. The time came to exchange rings and say "I do." I handed her her new husband's wedding band and it was a very special moment for all of us. It was the most beautiful wedding I have ever been to.
It was 6 months ago happen in my college team. It was an incident happen and removed the wrong person from the team. Then I investigate and find the correct and punish her.
Output: It was 6 months ago happen in my college team. It was an incident happen by our one of the team members. But the coach was remove the persons wrongly from my team. In that day I was busy in some other work. But incident was happen in that day.It created big lose for the team. so they remove but wrong persons. Then I came and ask the persons in my team. They told they are removed. I really shocked to hear this. Then I hear about the incident and then I know they wrongly removed. Then I arrange one meeting for my team. In that meeting I ask who did this. The person did this crime was happy. I really upset to see her face. because They did this crime for money. Then I investigate who gave money to her to do this. I find some clues about that person. Then I notice that person everyday. I told to coach that crime was did by another person. They can't hear my words. Then I told some information and submit some clues. Then They call that persons and investigate him. Then finally they agree that. Then remove her immediately. Then They joins the wrongly removed persons.
Finished moving today and it was painful. My girlfriend is not happy about the split, but I feel much better.
Output: Today completes the my move to a new apartment. It's been a long emotional struggle over the last couple months and the last week for sure. It has come to fruition and my girlfriend in not happy about it. I know it's the right thing to do. I had to protect the kids, I just didn't trust the living situation. But, it has come at a cost with girlfriend and me. She is very emotional about it, lot's of outbursts, getting mad at me. She has been trying to tear down the kids a bit and really doesn't like my son. But, deep down I know it was right, the kids are happy. And I'm excited to get our lives back on track. I'm not sure what will happen with girlfriend and me, but we are trying to work it out. girlfriend is coming around a little bit and I think deep down, she knows this needed to happen. I think she will become even more comfortable with the situation. I feel bad for her, she has so much to process. With her first it's always a struggle and I think her last is just running roughshod over her. The actual move was excruciating! I'm tired, my knees and back hurt and I'm exhausted. It was a week of stairs, boxes, trucks and pain. I hate moving.
The day we buried my dear mom in law was one to remember. It was a beautiful day and a gorgeous service. Everyone came to honor her. The service was very nice and personal.
Output: Today we laid my mother in law to rest. The funeral was beautiful and very tasteful. There were so many people there. Friends, family, club members, dancers, neighbors, people from church. I will miss her dearly as she was my best friend for 20 years. I still cannot believe she is gone. Cancer sucks!! Many of the people there made a donation to animal shelters. She was so passionate about animals. She was well loved and will be missed. The service the pastor gave was so elegant and appropriate for the occasion. It will be a day I will remember for a long time. She will never be forgotten. The weather was beautiful. I enjoyed the service. Funerals are often depressing but hers was very nice.
I quit my job two weeks ago and put my family in financial stress. I quit my job because I almost killed someone by mistake.
Output: I quit my job two months ago now, after being so short-staffed and overworked that serious safety issues began to happen. Even though safety issues began to happen more and more, our supervisor simply kept piling on more work. Her boss told her it wasn't important and we could skip doing it, but my supervisor wanted to impress everyone and be "number 1" so she ignored all advice. Whispers began behind her back, the other pharmacists began to worry about their licenses but the pressure just kept mounting. I found the wrong pills in a bottle on the shelf and my supervisor got mad at me, even though I had not filled from that bottle at all that week. Nothing was ever mentioned again and I began to lie awake at 3 in the morning wondering if the wrong medication had gone out unnoticed before or since. This income was so important to my family, the job was so important to my self-worth but I knew if anything happened I would be liable no matter who was truly at fault. My job had been toxic to begin with, my supervisor was abusive and infamous in our company for being a nasty person. My coworkers trained me by yelling at me and then arguing and ranting with each other in Spanish about me. But I persisted, I did not want to let them win. Every morning I hoped I would get in a car wreck serious enough that I could not work for the foreseeable future. I snapped at my husband, I snapped at my child. Every moment not spent at work was filled with crushing dread that I would have to go back in a few hours. My marriage suffered greatly, my self-esteem was trashed. Yet still I kept on. But that one little tablet of Tramadol was enough to snap me out of it. I was terrified, someone with over a decade of experience had mistakenly put a controlled substance into a bottle of blood pressure medication. And no one caught it. The counts of the controlled medication done every day weren't off? That seemed odd to me, every tablet of those is so tightly accounted for that someone either counted wrong or they noticed but didn't have time to deal with the paperwork so they brushed it aside. How many times had it happened before? Why was I being blamed? These questions ate at me and ate at me until I realized I was killing myself for a job that would throw me under the bus even knowing criminal charges could be brought against me when I didn't do anything wrong. So I quit even though now we are relying on food banks and credit to make do.
There I have memories of drowning. I feel very blessed and protected. This conveys to me now god has a different plan for my life.
Output: I still dream about it sometimes. The cold water and bottom of the ocean that my feet just couldn't touch. I still think about the panicked state I was in. My legs completely cramped up and the side of my right torso also cramped and immobile. Couldn't move, couldn't stay afloat. Muscles that weren't cramping up now seizing up because of my more awkward and desperate movements to stay afloat. Taking on water, choking, vision becoming spotty. I remember blacking out on the surface, my mind overwhelmed with panic. But then I remember falling into a comfortable embrace of nothingness. It was so eternally peaceful. I thought to myself, "this is it", I am dead. But I felt a presence echo through me, so deeply that my whole body shook. It said one thing only - "NO".  I woke up a day later in the hospital. I was told I was saved by another surfer who saw me drowning. Even after 26 months I still dream about it, the drowning, the acceptance of death, and the...something else out there. The divine something telling me "no." It's not your time. I feel truly blessed and protected. I now search for the reason why I was saved by god. There must be a reason why I was pulled back.
My boyfriend asked me to move in with him. We were discussing it over dinner at his apartment. We talked about decisions we had to make together like where we would live.
Output: Last night my boyfriend asked me if i want to live with him. I went over to his place so we could talk it over. we grabbed some dinner and talked about it. we talked about where we might live. We also discussed how it would be financially and how we would work that out. I feel as if we covered a lot of ground. I feel like this is a good idea. I think that this can actually work and it has got me excited! i cannot wait to get things in motion. Sometimes in life you just have to jump in feet first! Next weekend we plan on getting the ball rolling. we are going to look for a place in the south west. i really think this is the right move. for me and for him. He is just as excited as I am.
I spontaneously listed my home for sale which ended up working out too fast with a cash sale and a 3 week closing,
Output: Three weeks ago, I woke up with an urge for excitement. I recently got divorced and was ready for big changes in my life. As I lay in bed I wondered what I could do, I felt suffocated for years while married and for the first time in a long time I felt free. Free to do whatever I wanted, I am not getting any younger I thought to myself. I got out of bed and went through my drawer for old diaries, I thought I would relive one of my best memories. Maybe go to six flags or.. as I opened the diary the first page I saw was about some goals I had years ago. In that entry.. travel the world was #2. You see I always wanted to travel the world I but my ex husband put me off of it by telling me we had no money or savings for things like that. As I stood there looking at my old diary I decided that I wanted to make that my number one goal for right NOW! I went downstairs, made myself a cup of coffee and jumped into the shower. I was exited about the possibility of travelling, I could leave everything behind and start over again some place else. My thoughts went everywhere, I wondered which country I would visit first, if I should look for air bnb or stay at a hotel. How much money do I have and where can I get more money from. With my thoughts all over the place. I got out of the shower, got dressed and started my research. I opened my laptop and went on to youtube and the first video I saw was about a could who sold everything and traveled the world for 9 months. As if this was my fate, I took this as a sign that I too should do this. I called up a friend who is a realtor and asked her to list my three bedroom starter home. She was confused and wanted to go out for a drink but I had allot to do and explained to her that I need to sell my furniture and everything inside my house and if we could have coffee at my house anytime she is free. She came over within an hour and thought I was going crazy. She did help me and knew of a family that might be interested in purchasing my house. Over the next few days I spend my time between cleaning, selling and getting organized. The family who were interested in purchasing came to have a look at it while I was still getting organized. The family were in urgent need of a place to live as they were moving from a different state but nothing could have prepared me for selling my house within 3 weeks and with a cash sale.
The morning of my wedding went very well, but it started to thunderstorm at the exact time of my ceremony. We had to bring the whole setup inside, wait for the storm to pass, and then set it all up again. We got married under a rainbow though!
Output: A very significant day in my life in the last few months was my wedding day in June. We had been engaged for almost 9 months, and I had been stressfully planning for the last 9 months. The day before the wedding started off stressful. We had an issue at the rehearsal dinner with our Officiant complaining and not being very supportive of all of the changing circumstances. He made me so mad because he was making the day all about him and how it wasn't easy for him, but it's our big day! I finally snapped, then went outside with my maid of honor to calm down. He finally apologized, then we went home to rest before the big day! The day of the wedding I woke up early because I couldn't sleep from excitement! I went to breakfast and met my bridesmaids and mother there. I could barely eat, but managed to have a biscuit and some eggs. We then went to the salon and it took almost four hours to get all of our hair and makeup done. We had a delicious Thai lunch, which was perfect, because that's some of my favorite food. We then got ready and headed over the venue. It was so crazy hot, so I was standing in front of the fan and putting my feet in ice water to try to stay cool! We got out photos done, behind schedule, but finally it was time to hide inside for the ceremony. People started arriving, but right at the time the ceremony was supposed to start, we had a huge thunderstorm! My husband had to run around getting everyone to help bring chairs inside. Luckily, the weather cleared shortly and we were able to get everything set up again and the ceremony started. It was beautiful, with a rainbow overhead and the bright sun coming out. Overall, it was a very special day and I'm so happy to be married now!
This is entry is about the first day of moving in to the place of my partner, Celia, which also happens to be a move across the country. It goes through the emotions of walking through the door and having her give me the tour to the end of the night.
Output: Wow today was a pretty huge day for me! I am pretty wiped out after all of the activity. I had to wake up early this morning to get onto a plane to fly across the country where I met Celia, my girlfriend. The moving truck was there waiting for me so we went straight to the apartment and got to work unloading boxes. As we worked to unpack and put things away, Celia gave me an unofficial tour of the place. It was the least of my concerns of course but I have to say, it was nice to see that the apartment is cute and comfy. I am honestly looking forward to living here full time, its a really nice place. Celia is the best, too. She made space for all of my belongings and has been being so kind and welcoming. We luckily got finished moving things in pretty fast so after a shower and a little bit of time to relax, Celia offered to take me out around the neighborhood. It was so new and different but I love how everything felt. We stopped in at some cool shops and then went for an early dinner at a nice restaurant that's just down the street from our place. I can't believe that its really "our place" now! Its so exciting. I just can't wait to see where our future is headed from here. After such a busy day though right now its just time to get some rest.
Four months ago, my wife and I sold our first family home. It was a difficult decision, but it needed to happen because we needed more bedrooms for our growing children.
Output: My wife and I have been living in the same family home for the last ten years. It was our first family home and we purchased it when we were newlyweds. Now that our children are growing up, we needed more bedrooms. We tried to make the current situation work as we are very attached to this first house. It was a difficult decision, but after much deliberation we decided to sell it. This happened about four months ago. We are excited about the new house we are moving into but miss the nostalgic touches of where we reared our children in their younger days. We miss the apple tree outside that we planted ourselves when we first moved in. We miss the marks on the wall where we recorded their height as they grew up. But we try and look forward to the new memories we will be creating in this new home and set our sights on the future. This house has a dining nook where we can imagine many family pizza and movie nights going forward. It also has a fire pit that we can imagine the kids will enjoy having their friends over at as they grow older. It is important to never grow to attached to worldly things as nothing lasts. It is also important to remember that although nothing lasts, nothing is lost. The older I grow the more I realize what this truly means to me.
After four long years of college, my friends and I crossed the finish time. There were no more exams to worry about and no more homework assignments to worry about. We are all ready to start the next chapter in our lives.
Output: Now it was time to figure out what to do after college. I had to start a job hunt. I also had to start networking with people i have ever met in order to get job leads. A job search will no doubt have its ups and downs (and ups, downs, and ups again). To help you navigate the job hunt and, ultimately, land your first job, you’ll need some direction. Get started by asking yourself these questions:What kind of job do i want,do i have work experience. Do i even know the industries I'm going to. Since i have no where to live i had to go back to my parents,i couldn't afford a apartment or just pay house rent or pay other bills ,i had to depend on my parents. Next morning i started looking for jobs in the internet and making applications,Calling friends. After a few weeks i was offered a job in a manufacturing company. A first job is special. There are a couple of reasons for this: the experience is burned in one’s memory, it gives you the practice needed to fulfill other positions, and it teaches you about the value of money. Of course we do jobs around the house when we are young, like cleaning dishes, vacuuming, and doing laundry, but working for others for money gives off a different feeling. It was a cloth manufacturing company. After a few weeks of practicing and getting grip on the work, my supervisor decided that I should work solo because she saw confidence in me, and I was confident as well that I could work by myself because I knew exactly what to do. When I started to work solo, I was given more heavy and hard work such as instead of ticketing price tags on shirts and t-shirts, now I had to ticket price tags on heavy jeans, jackets, school-bags, etc. I also had to pack those items in the boxes depending on the price, weight and size of the items. Once, I packed those items in the boxes by using tap-gun, I also had to put those heavy boxes on pallet and move it by using roller to a place where other employees would lift those boxes and put in trucks, which will send it to the stores. Despite being the youngest employee other employees were very friendly. Whenever i need help they were ready to help me out. After three moths i was promoted to higher position and my salary also increased since i was very hardworking and focused. Life was starting to feel better i had to move from my parents house and rent my apartment,i started also paying my bills is not that easy but i had to struggle and do other par time jobs. I had to also save in order for me to do other courses and grow my career.
We went on a trip to south florida for fishing. Before this trip my mother told me not to take her car we did anyway. We broke down and thought we lost out puppy but we later found her in the car.
Output: We went on a fishing trip in south florida. My mother told me not to take her car as it wasn't ready for the road we didn't listen. Me and my boyfriend and my two brothers were all stuffed in this sedan with our new puppy. We made our way down the highway about 40 miles (It was a 180 mile trip) when my boyfriend points out the heat gauge is going up. Shortly after that the car begins to stall. This is where everything takes a turn. We pull off to the side of the highway in order to check the car. It turns out to be a radiator problem and with no towns for 20 miles in any direction were in trouble. So we are all sitting in the car trying to avoid the heat when we notice "has anyone see the puppy?". This is when things get even worse we couldn't find our puppy we thought she might of ran off into the everglades to the right of us so we start going in the mud looking around. We called her name shaked a box of treats and still can't find her. Then my brother in the car calls us all over and low and behold there's the puppy. She was hiding in between the seats and the trunk to stay cool and somehow she found her way in a spot where none of us could see her! This brings up our moral while we wait for triple a that my grandma had called for us. In the end we never did get to go on that trip with the puppy but we all made it out okay and for what it was it's a memorable little road trip for us.
My ex wanted to give a kitty to my son for his 7th birthday. I said yes, and a little Rag Doll kitty made it's way into my home. Now I have three wonderful cats and I'm happy as can be.
Output: An event that was memorable to me recently is getting a new kitty cat. She was a gift for my seven year old son from his father, he cleared it with me first whether he could get the cat as we already have two. I initially was going to say no, but then he told me that it was a Rag Doll kitty, and I had read a lot about how awesome that breed of cat is. The fact that it was a pure bred cat changed my mind as to whether we should get it. My first two cats are rescues, from a kill shelter and from a vet's office, I told myself I had saved two already and I can give this one a good home too. I told him yes, then we had to almost a month for her to be ready to come to our house. When my ex finally brought her over I had no idea how quickly I would fall in love with her. She's the cutest, fluffiest, little kitty ever, and her personality is so easy to like. She's sweet and cuddly, purrs as soon as you touch her or pick her up, and she looks so happy to be pet. She's also super playful, pick up a toy and she comes running and pounces on it, her favorite toys have feathers on them. She runs and jumps through the air so comically that you can't help but laugh at her antics. She's made a huge impact in my home, the other two kitties have been very accepting of her, after the first day hissings. I love my first two cats to pieces, but neither one of them is a lap kitty. New kitty loves to curl up on my lap and be pet. It makes me so happy to have a kitty that likes to snuggle and be close. I'm very happy that I now have three cats in my home, so is my son, as he likes to say he's a crazy cat boy.
The most memorable and significant day of the last few months is my graduation from my PhD. It is significant because I am the first of my family with an advanced degree. I will look to inspire future generations of my family to do the same.
Output: 3 months ago I took a huge step forward in my life. I got awarded my PhD. I was the first in my family to do anything beyond a bachelors degree and i am very proud. My whole family was there supporting me and my nephew thinks its cool that I am a doctor now. I was inspired to keep going to school to become a therapist because I was involved with speech therapy as a kid. I had a lisp and anxiety about speaking. Now i am able to speak confidently and with no nervousness thanks to her. She made a huge impact on my life and I want to give that back. my next step will be finding a job or opening a practice. I am open to work with anyone but would love to focus on young adults having the same issues I did. I feel as though i could make meaningful connections with them. After the ceremony we all went out for dinner. I got a lot of doctor themed cards and my brother bought me a get well soon balloon. I still have not found a career but am only 3 months out of school. Some day soon I hope to have my own practice but time will tell. The future is looking bright, and though I am sad to finally be leaving school, I am happy to start the next chapter in my life.
I went into labor over 72 hours before I had my son. I was in extreme pain. I was finally admitted into the hospital, where I eventually had an emergency C-section, and had my beautiful boy.
Output: As I sit here watching my beautiful newborn son sleep, I'm finally able to reflect on his birth story. What a story! I really wanted to have a natural birth - it was written down on my birth plan and everything. When contractions started at home, they were very sporadic. Over the next 72 hours, I labored slowly at home, practicing every pain management technique I had researched (the bathtub worked best for me). Towards the third day, the pain was intense and the doctor recommended I check into the hospital. As I settled in, the nurses recommended I get an epidural to help manage the pain. As I waited on the epidural, they suddenly ordered an ultrasound. It scared me a little. Was something wrong? Everything looked fine on the screen, to me. When the doctor came in, he gave me the news. My baby had turned from head down to transverse and there wasn't time to try to turn him. The baby monitor showed signs of distress. I had no choice but to have an emergency c-section. They put me to sleep and when I woke up, my husband told me our son was beautiful. I couldn't wait to hold him! It was all worth it when my sweet baby boy was placed in my arms and I was finally able to gaze into his chubby little face. I love him so much!
I came to visit my mother in the hospital during a prolonged and terminal illness. I arrived to find her terrified and hallucinating due to a medication she was given. It was very upsetting to see.
Output: This week I went to the hospital to visit my mother. In the past six weeks, her health has gone in steep decline. She is elderly and had been diagnosed with a terminal illness, but had been coasting along for a couple of years without much deterioration. About six weeks ago, we took her to the ER with what we thought was a mild issue. It was not mild. Her illness went a sudden and steep decline. When I went to visit my mother this week, I heard her yelling before I entered her hospital room. She did not focus on me when I entered the room and she looked terrified. She kept repeating the same nonsense phrase over and over again. Of course, I wanted to do something to comfort her. She seemed fairly unreachable. I finally went to ask for her nurse to come so that we could see if there was a medical intervention that might comfort her. My mother's doctor came to the room and explained that she had been unsettled the previous evening, so she was given a medication. As a result of the medication, she slept last night, all day today, and had recently woke with hallucinations. I am generally a stoic person, but while the doctor was talking, I began crying. I could not seem to stop. I cried during my entire drive home. I thought that I had become desensitized to my mother's health decline, but I found at that moment that I could not handle her clearly suffering. The hospital is steering clear of the medicine that gave her the hallucinations, so I will hopefully not see my mother looking that terrified again.
I moved from Denver to Houston to be with my girlfriend. It was a very stressful experience and took a lot of time.
Output: I recently moved to Houston, TX from Denver, CO to be with my now girlfriend. It was overall a very nerve wracking experience and I was very unsure how everything would play out. Suffice to say, I was taking a big risk. I think that it was a really difficult thing to do, but I wanted to do it because it was something I believed in. I was nervous the entire time. I took an uber to the train station in Downtown Denver and then the train to the airport. I was several hours early, but I had to wait forever because there were so many people flying that day. It took about 2 hours to get through TSA and to my terminal. I then tried everything I could to stay calm until my plane. It was delayed by a couple of hours and we didn't end up flying until around 9PM. I landed at 11AM, and was ecstatic to see my girlfriend. We got my luggage and left. I felt like the journey was finally over and I'm glad I made the decision I did. We drove to her house and on the way got Whataburger, which was delicious. I had never had it before.
We got married with our children and my grandparents present. It was a good day overall, though it wasnt all I expected/
Output: My husband, George, and I were married six months ago. We had a very small wedding with only our children and my grandparents attending. George has two daughters that are five and eight. And, I have one daughter that is eight and one son who is four. My son Ryan is a very active and curious little boy. We were married in a gazebo at a park. The park was filled beautiful gardens and a lake with a water feature in the middle. Our wedding day was on a beautiful summer day. During the ceremony the local ducks decided to join us. The ducks made a mess on the floor of the gazebo. As we were saying our vows, Ryan noticed the ducks and decided to check them out. He dashed to the area of the gazebo, where the ducks were. As he ran toward them, he slipped and fell in the duck's poop and tripped over my grandmother's feet, soiling her shoes. By that time the ducks decided to leave and they waddled towards the lake. When Ryan got up from tripping over my grandmother's feet, he chased after the ducks. By this time we saw Ryan chasing the ducks and going towards the lake. George and I stopped saying our vows to each other and chased after Ryan. But, it was too late to catch him before he got to the lake. To our dismay, Ryan fell in the lake. Thank goodness the water was not deep at the edge and we were able to get to him safely. After all the drama, we went back to the Gazabo and continued saying our vows. Our wedding day was a good day overall although, it was not what I expected.
My son returned from a military deployment. We had a big coming home party for him. The night ended badly, with drunkenness and physical fighting.
Output: My son returned from a military deployment after spending a year in Cuba. We had a large "coming home" party for him. The whole family, except for a couple people, showed up. We had a great time, until some of our relatives got very intoxicated. I felt so bad for my son to have to witness this on his day of celebration. The weather was nice. We had a barbecue and grilled various meats. Some of the relatives brought food also. What should have been a great day, turned into chaos. Several of our family members are alcoholics. People started arguing and getting loud. My son's father behaved the worst. He started a fight, and the police were called. He ended up going to jail. He was being charged with serious assault. Even to this day, some of our family members do not speak to each other. It really affected our holiday gatherings this year. Some of our relative did not show up for Thanksgiving or Christmas. I doubt if we will ever have a celebration again that involves alcohol.
I discovered a product at costco that offered tremendous hope for my medical issue. It is a special kind of cheese with a special kind of ingredient. It provided massive relief from this aforementioned medical issue, and my body was able to return to normal after consuming it.
Output: I've been dealing with a chronic, "incurable" medical condition for around 16 years, but recently, I've discovered something that might be a potential cure. They say food is the best medicine, and I found, perhaps serendpitiously, a product at Costco that provided great relief from this medical condition, which can now be classified as parasitic infection according to my recent blood work results. It happened roughly 2 months ago, but I will describe in detail what the product is and why it helps my condition. Looking at it from a broader perspective, this event was magnificent and a relief, as it offers tremendous hope for the future, and for others that may have similar woes. Whilst browsing for cheeses in the cheese isle at costco, there was a particular brand that stood out to me. It said, "New York Extra Sharp Cheddar Cheese" on the package label. What is so special about New York extra sharp cheddar cheese, I thought. I've tried so many cheddar cheese brands before, but with little to no benefit. It turns out that this particular one uses annatto as a food coloring. In general food coloring is regarded as detrimental to one's health, but annatto is unique. It doubles both as a spice and a food coloring agent. The spice is mild and not usually detectable by our bodies. After eating this cheese, something special happened. The parasites that have been plaguing me for decades started imploding and there was a mass exodus that I do not wish to describe in detail, but it involved running to the bathroom 30-40 times in the span of 5 hours. But why? Why did this agent work when so many other expensive medical treatments and anti-parasitic medicines have failed in the past? In this case, the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. All the individual components of the cheese are important. Annatto is an anti-parasitic agent according to the medical literature. It offers numerous benefits in terms of health and is a relatively common spice used in cooking. Combined with the minuscule amount of milk sugar in the cheese, often referred to as whey, the overall effect is synergistic.
We celebrated my mom's birthday together this year and I really wanted to make her feel special. She told us that was the first time someone bought her a cake and did a celebration for her. We heard that and we were in tears together.
Output: Today I was thinking back to mom's birthday. It was about five weeks ago now, but it still brings a smile to my face when I think about it. I still can't believe that we pulled off the surprise party! Things got a little sketchy when she said she wan't really feeling like going out to dinner, but they came full circle when I worked my puppy dog eye magic and she went any way. I still got it. When we got to our usual restaurant we walked in as usual but the hostess said they were expecting a large party so we'd have to sit in the back side of the restaurant. When we turned the corner - BAM - there was the whole family, just for mom! It was awesome to see the love that we all have for her and for her to be the star of the show for once. Her face was glowing and so were ours. We spent hours together at the restaurant with everyone that we love and then they brought the cake out... mom's favorite too. Ice cream cake! That's when the tears started flowing. She whispered in my ear that she never had a party for herself. She was always the one throwing parties. So needless to stay the tears poured down my face right along with her. Man do I love this woman. I can only hope to be half the woman she is.
I came up with the realization that i can save money by making my own nicotine e-liquid versus buying it at the store. It is much cheaper. I'm also excited about taking it up as a hobby.
Output: Last month i found a great way to save money on my vaping hobby. I usually buy my e-juice from the vape store but, i found out recently that you can make it yourself. It is rather cheap compared to buying a 20 dollar bottle in the store. It costs me about one to two dollars to make a 30ml bottle of vape liquid. I also find it pretty healthier compared to smoking cigarettes as, i know what i'm vaping. It's only four ingredients (PF, VG, nicotine, and concentrated flavor) compared to whatever is inside cigarettes. Not only does mixing up a batch of this stuff save me time and money, i enjoy doing it. I was just so surprised that i haven't heard of other people doing the DIY ejuice making. So, this was a striking realization. It's fun to browse all the flavors that you can mix/make. Now i know why there are so many vape shops opening everywhere, it's because people are buying these 20 dollar bottles and it's highly profitable to the owners but, little do the the customers know it's just a simple blend of 4 ingredients. Propylene Glycol, Vegetable Glycol, Nicotine, and Artificial flavoring. Now i don't know about you but, i think that sounds much more healthier in comparison to standard cigarettes. These days you never know what kind of stuff is put into cigarettes. I once heard there was rocket fuel added.
Earlier this summer, my fiance and I went to a cheese festival. His mother decided to meet us there to spend the day with us. Many things went wrong, but it was very memorable and a bonding experience.
Output: The most memorable event for me in the last few months was going to a cheese festival. My fiance's mom wanted to come visit us that weekend but we had already had plans to go to this festival. She decided that she would come with us as well. It was so hot outside, in the upper 80s. The event was outdoors, on the streets, with no respite from the sun. This made it challenging for vendors to keep their cheeses cold and stocked. The event drew a bigger crowd than they had imagined. Many vendors started selling out of their most popular items within the first few hours. We found a small cafe that had a table available after being told that it would be over an hour wait at the location we originally planned to eat at. We quickly realized why the cafe was so empty. The food was like something they would serve at Fyre Festival. The Caesar salad was just a few pieces of lettuce and dressing. We could complain, but we were just so relieved to be inside and out of the heat. Later, we found humor in the conditions of the food we ordered. This is a found memory for me because I do not often get to spend time with my future mother in law, so it was nice to have time to bond.
My Dad got dementia after living with my parents and children for 3 years. We moved out on bad terms. Then he passed away while we were not in contact.
Output: My Dad passed away... I miss him every day. I regret not talking to him the last few months of his life. I should have took into consideration more what was going on with him and been more understanding. It was a big mistake on my part. My Dad was a kind and loving man, and I feel like I let him down. He never got to meet my daughter after she was born. The most memorable event was the last time I saw him, we drove off in the van and he was just sitting in his wheelchair in the driveway, glaring at us. He was happy that we were leaving because he thought we were overreacting about what he had done and said. He started to get REALLY mean to my 2.5 year old son and would say terrible things to him when he wouldn't listen. I'll never forget his facec as we drove off. I think about it all the time. I wish I could tell him that I'm sorry and that I love him. I was so shocked when I got the phone call. We visit his grave in Redmond all the time, but now it's almost winter so we will have to wait a bit. He meant so much to my son, now Malakai says "Grandpa is in the stars!". It breaks my heart. We were not expecting him to pass so suddenly, he had a heat failure. I wish I could have been thee with my Mom when it happened, she was all alone.
I went on a camping trip with my family and friends to Perris Lake. The heat was was awful and I will never forget that. I did enjoy being my friends and family and making memories.
Output: Me and my wife are suburbanites and never really leave the house on hot summer days. But we do get together with friends because we like them so much. Our friends are avid campers and invited us to go with them over the weekend in the middle of summer. Of course we accepted and we looked at each other when we got home and wondered what supplies we might need. We had no idea what to bring nor what to expect. So we did the best we could considering we didn't even have sleeping bags much less a tent. We arrived at the campsite where our friends were already. The place was serene and had a good atmosphere but the heat was unbearablly hot. There was no place to hide from the heat. We didn't move much during the day at all and hoping that the sun would go down quicker than usual. We took short hikes around the campground just to see what type of facilities were there. Not much in the form of relief from the heat. Well the sun finally went down and then we had to deal with the mosquitoes. I hate mosquitoes. Fortunately we did bring insect repellant and our friends saw that we were a bit frustrated about the whole thing. Our friends started a bonfire and that was wonderful. That took away the mosquitoes and was warming the coolness of the night. We drank beer and told stories of our past and then had a good time from that point on. I am glad it lasted only two days because I just am not cut out to be a big time camper like my friends. Me and my wife were surprised at the empathy that our friends took on us. I felt that they had been in the same position when they first started out camping as well. Me and my wife learned a lot about ourselves and our friends during that lost weekend of our lives. We cherish our friends even more now and next time will be prepared to tackle the campsite.
I learned about food foraging from self-study, reading and videos. This expanded myself and my understanding of the world around me.
Output: About 6 months ago I learned how to forage for food. It has been an eye opening experience. I had no idea that there was so much food all around us that we simply pass by every day. It is kind of shocking to learn that there is so much plenty all around and yet we live in deprivation. I learned about it after I watched a video on it. It really opened my eyes and showed me something new. I did a bunch of reading and research which prepared me to go into the parks around me and find things. There is lots of food in the local parks in big cities. There is even stuff growing in the sidewalk planters. Things we call "weeds" are actually nutritious and delicious plants. I have grown alot since I woke up to all this. My horizons have expanded. My consciousness has increased. My self-reliance and self-trust has gone up. It has been a great experience. I would not trade what I learned for anything.
While driving home me and a few friends saw a UFO! We stopped and filmed it with other people before losing site of it. We dont know what it was and the footage of it has been seen by thousands of people.
Output: Three months ago, myself and two friends were coming home after dinner and drinks at our favorite restaurant. We were driving down the road through the the wooded area when we saw bright lights off in the distance. These lights were so blinding that we had to pull over. We got out to investigate because there are no buildings or facilities in that part of town. Just when we got out we saw a disc shaped object lift off from where the lights were shining. We couldn't believe what we saw and quickly took out our phones to capture the moment. The object kicked up wind as it took to the air but their was an eerie silence emitting from it. It hovered in the air for about thirty seconds before jetting off over the horizon at speeds that don't seem possible. The wind died back down as the UFO left our sight. We all just stood in disbelieve at what we witnessed. We uploaded the video to social media and my friend managed to stream a bit of the ship live on Instagram. The footage garnered so much attention and views from people all around the world. Many people in the comments thought it was a hoax but we told them that it was all real. Eventually the videos were all taken down from all of our pages. It seems some people don't want the truth to come out just yet.
This entry is about an experience i had recently in school. It is about how I am feeling and how I handled this situation.
Output: At the beginning of the school year in September, 4 months ago, I learned I had a new teacher for Algebra. His name was Mr. Bolton. Although he looked quite young, he claims he has been teaching math for 15 years. I have always been very good at math, so I was looking forward to learning a lot in this class. Of course the first few weeks easy because most of the material was review. However, Mr. Bolton insisted that everything been done exactly as he wanted it. For example, we had to right our name in the upper right hand corner of each assignment. If it was not written there he would take of points. In about the middle of October, when we started getting into the new material, things took a turn for the worse. Mr. Bolton insisted that the students were required to show the work for how we solved the problems. He would not except the fact that this is old fashioned way of doing things. Students today are have lived their entire lives in the digital age. When there is something to know, we use our cells phones to search for the answer. That's how we did the work, it can't be written down. If the answer is correct, that all you need. Well, Mr. Bolton kept taking off points for not showing the work, and by Thanksgiving, my average in the class was 47! Since I have always been an honor student, I know the problem was Mr. Bolton, not me. So I told Mom about it. She called the Principal, and got me transferred to another class.