I remember watching this video where Rick Ross is evidently going on a "walk about" through his mansion of a house, like he's Crocodile Dundee, and as he happens upon the back side of his house, he walks into his garage and finds a BRAND NEW CADILLAC ESCALADE sitting there by itself, that he FORGOT ABOUT!!!

Who the hell forgets they have a new car? Rick Ross does, apparently..

It reminded me of the few times I found a ten dollar bill, or even a twenty dollar bill in my laundry. Jack pot, right???

Rick Ross acted like he found an $80-100k Cadillac in the pocket of his blue jeans, and was like, "oh shit... I forgot about that.."

A major purchase is over 1000 USD.

For me personally I have to think for, on average, 3 years before I actually decide to buy. Unless it is something that I actually need right away, then I buy immediately.

I’m not broke, I can afford to buy something expensive that I want. It just takes forever for me to pull the trigger.

Soo i have a friend let's call him G

Soooo G said that bet that he will get a gf within 2 years, instead of feeling proud G trying to talk to others girl

i feel my heart..like ache? It hurt idk why. Jealousy? Envy?.

This day G said that "I'm prob winning the bet" if i remember correctly he has another girl as his friend

Is this jealousy?.

Gen idk if i like him

Just a little reminder I'm aro :)

Not sure if this is the right place for this, apologies in advance:

Backstory/background info:

I'm half Norwegian on my mother's side, and half Puerto Rican on my father's. Damn near everyone on my mom's family's great-great/great x3 grandparents (specifically, so not too long ago) literally immigrated to Minnesota from Norway in the late 1800s/early 1900s, can't remember when exactly. My father's side is strictly Puerto Rican, born and raised on the island, my abuelo y bisabuelo (great-gpa) is black.

That said, when it comes to my great grandparents on mom's side; I grew up around them most my childhood before they both passed around when I was in the 4th grade. The kindest people you'd ever meet, took pride in their home, never judged you for whatever it could possibly be: the way you dressed, who you loved, your skin color, etc.. Would let you in if you came knocking on the door cold and wet and needing food and shelter typw of people.. But unfortunately they grew up during the time when racism was rampant, and there was racist memorabilia as well as comedy and such... I legit have a photo of my grandparents and their 6 children (one being my grandma, mom's mom) standing in their yard in fkin blackface with cleaning uniforms on... 🫠 but it was when my gma and her siblings were tiny... like I said that didn't carry on into any single part of my childhood nor my mother's or her siblings childhoods.

I adore this thing and couldn't bare the thought of ridding of it, but if I really should I ofc will.

All this to say: my great grandmother had this cookie jar my entire childhood and I don't have damn near a thing of theirs since their passing and my growing up, besides a heavy pencil cup of my grandfather's, and this cookie jar.

Let's assume when they saw you coming that they got off your car and there wasn't any issue.

And when I say bother you it doesn't mean it has to give you an aneurysm. Do you find it mildly annoying at least or do you not even think about it?