The members of New Religion had been discussing escritura new songs for a new album. The members of The Devil Wants Peace happened to be in town on tour, so they decided to pay their friends a visit. Paul was not his usual self. He hadn't been himself since his beloved Husky, Yukon, passed away. Paul still had Nunavut, but Yukon was his "four-legged best friend". He had that gray and white Husky for thirteen years. Now he was gone. To make matters worse, Paul was in a relationship, and he was miserable. He let out a long, audible sigh. "Is there something wrong, Paul?" Erin asked with concern. He said, "Everything." Peter said, "I don't like seeing tu so sad, Paul. It's like seeing a clown without makeup." Paul shuddered. "Please don't compare me to a clown." Carl asked, "Are tu still sad about Yukon?" Paul said, "Yes, but there's more. I'm in a relationship, and I'm miserable." Lola asked, "Are tu having problems with Rosa?" He said, "No, she's a nice girl and all, but I just don't like romance." Stan asked, "Why are tu in a romantic relationship, then?" Paul said, "My mother wants me to be in a romantic relationship. She wants me to get married and have children. She always dreamed of one día being a grandmother. I'd hate to let her down." John said, "Paul, it's good that tu amor your mother, but it's not good that tu think tu have to live the life she wants tu to, especially if you're miserable. You're an adult. tu have your own life now." Paul said, "I also don't know how to break it off with Rosa without hurting her." Peter said, "You should go to her and tell her that tu want to end things with her. Say it in your own words. She may feel hurt, but it'll hurt her even más if tu lie to her." Erin said, "Peter's right. tu can't keep doing something that makes tu miserable." Paul said, "I'm scared. Can someone go with me?" John said, "I'll go." Paul said, "Thank you, John."
I haven't written any artículos on my fan club in a while. I felt like escritura a eulogy about my dog, Fluffy. Fluffy was my segundo female dog. I remember when I got her. My aunt and uncle and I were visiting with my grandmother's sister in Florida. One of her neighbors happened to be breeding Smooth collie puppies. I took one of them inicial with me, and I named her Fluffy for the sake of being ironic. She was the most vocal of all the perros I've had. She was also very motherly. When we adopted Roxy, my Pit Bull, Fluffy accepted the pup as her own. She did the same with my Rottweiler, Stone, and with my newest dog, River. When my first dog, Diesel, passed away, Fluffy grieved más than the other dogs, save for Sadie, my Labrador. Fluffy grieved really hard when we lost Sadie a año ago. Fluffy was really smart, too. She knew hundreds of words and phrases, and I cannot possibly name all of them. I miss her very much, and so does everyone else. I'll never forget her. May she rest in peace.
It was close to Christmas. The members of New Religion decided to go spend time was their families. Sadly, Erin's grandmother passed away. It was devastating for Erin. When New Religion picked up their tour, many people wanted to interview Erin. Lola said, "She lost a loved one. How do tu think she's doing?!" Carl said, "Erin needs time to mourn her grandmother. She doesn't need a microphone in her face." Paul said, "She's been through so much. Leave her alone!" Erin thanked her friends for standing up for her. She later said, "I now know how Paul McCartney felt after John Lennon got shot." Lola hugged her. Things did get better for Erin with time. She lost so many she loved, but she kept going and never gave up.
No Stable Place
Aside from Uncle Bob, the only other family members who paid me any mind were my grandparents. My grandfather passed away about a año and a half after my father's untimely death. My grandmother lived until I started high school. When she was alive, I could always go to her with a problem. Every time I would have a bad día at school, I would go to her. She would say, "Tell me what's wrong, John." I would tell her what was wrong, and she would make everything better. When she passed away when I started high school, I was devastated. Now I had no one to go to when I had a bad day. That's when my record listening became más frequent. Other than my dog, Beatle, it was my only fuente of comfort. I really missed having a person to talk to. I missed having someone who listened to me. When he wasn't working, I could call Uncle Bob and talk to him, but it wasn't the same. Grandma seemed to have an answer for everything. Nobody else seemed to have that gift.
Aside from Uncle Bob, the only other family members who paid me any mind were my grandparents. My grandfather passed away about a año and a half after my father's untimely death. My grandmother lived until I started high school. When she was alive, I could always go to her with a problem. Every time I would have a bad día at school, I would go to her. She would say, "Tell me what's wrong, John." I would tell her what was wrong, and she would make everything better. When she passed away when I started high school, I was devastated. Now I had no one to go to when I had a bad day. That's when my record listening became más frequent. Other than my dog, Beatle, it was my only fuente of comfort. I really missed having a person to talk to. I missed having someone who listened to me. When he wasn't working, I could call Uncle Bob and talk to him, but it wasn't the same. Grandma seemed to have an answer for everything. Nobody else seemed to have that gift.
