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What y'all got planned for Christmas and do any of y'all negroes actually celebrate Kwanza?
What y'all got planned for Christmas and do any of y'all negroes actually celebrate Kwanza?
I feel like I need a new laptop already...
I got this one exactly one year ago. :|
Imm0rt4l said:enjoying Halloween and New Years Eve way more.
Anchorman 2 was alright.
What y'all got planned for Christmas and do any of y'all negroes actually celebrate Kwanza?
Was all that marketing for it worth it? It got obnoxious at one point
The info in the OP isn't current?
What y'all got planned for Christmas and do any of y'all negroes actually celebrate Kwanza?
I liked it, but some parts of the story felt like they weren't needed.
Had my laptop for 3+ years and it's still feels good. I only use it sparingly though. The only downside is the battery is all almost dead now.
The percentages of those who celebrate are probably pretty low. I learned more about Kwanzaa from Futurama than anything else.
http://www.comedycentral.com/video-clips/5m1iif/futurama-hermes--kwanzaa-party
I'm guessing it's partying and the alcohol for those two right?
So, I'm in the same boat as Devo with family. My grandfather is currently in the hospital suffering from terminal cancer of the throat and the doctor said that his heart is so weak, that if they were to put him under to do a biopsy, he wouldn't wake up. So all of my family is going down to North Carolina on Christmas Eve to say their final goodbyes as he has made his peace and knows he's going to pass soon. I'm sort in a mixed way about it because while I wasn't particularly close to him, I have fond memories of visiting his place as a kid.
My grandmother passed away back in 2010 and what made it painful was that I was stationed in Korea at the time (Air Force) and my grandmother told the family to to not notify me that she was sick and about to die until after the actual death because "she didn't want me to lose focus with work because of her." I found out on a Saturday morning playing Call of Duty when my little brother sent me a PM on PSN that she had passed and I needed to get in contact with the family. My current girlfriend came to my dorm room and let me use her phone to call my mother who gave me the news. My girlfriend literally held me on the floor like a baby while I cried deeper than anything I had experienced until that point. I now knew what it meant to not have a chance to tell someone you loved goodbye until it was too late.
At the funeral, I was a hot mess. I had been up for 3 days straight flying from Korea to Atlanta to North Carolina and to make matters worse, my grandmother specifically requested I be one of the pallbearers. It's making me teary eyed as I even type this, but let me tell you that carrying that casket with my 7 other brothers to the hearse was one of the most heartbreaking experiences I ever had to go through. My oldest brothers who are both twins, had to coach us to "not drop grandma's casket and be the wall for the rest of the family". Finally after she was buried, I went to my mother's car and slept after being awake for almost 80 hours. After that, I fell into a deep depression that until just last year, I was able to finally break free from. So coming into this last trip to see my grandfather is my way of paying penance to my grandmother for not seeing her and I'm praying that God gives me the strength to make it through this trip and the impending funeral with a stronger frame of mind and heart to see my granddaddy off to his final resting place.
Anyhow, I've had that welling inside of me for a long time and if you read the whole thing, I appreciate the time you took to do so. Thanks BlackGAF. Love you guys.
It once was my favorite Holiday, but as I've gotten older I find myself enjoying Halloween and New Years Eve way more.
So, I'm in the same boat as Devo with family. My grandfather is currently in the hospital suffering from terminal cancer of the throat and the doctor said that his heart is so weak, that if they were to put him under to do a biopsy, he wouldn't wake up. So all of my family is going down to North Carolina on Christmas Eve to say their final goodbyes as he has made his peace and knows he's going to pass soon. I'm sort in a mixed way about it because while I wasn't particularly close to him, I have fond memories of visiting his place as a kid.
My grandmother passed away back in 2010 and what made it painful was that I was stationed in Korea at the time (Air Force) and my grandmother told the family to to not notify me that she was sick and about to die until after the actual death because "she didn't want me to lose focus with work because of her." I found out on a Saturday morning playing Call of Duty when my little brother sent me a PM on PSN that she had passed and I needed to get in contact with the family. My current girlfriend came to my dorm room and let me use her phone to call my mother who gave me the news. My girlfriend literally held me on the floor like a baby while I cried deeper than anything I had experienced until that point. I now knew what it meant to not have a chance to tell someone you loved goodbye until it was too late.
At the funeral, I was a hot mess. I had been up for 3 days straight flying from Korea to Atlanta to North Carolina and to make matters worse, my grandmother specifically requested I be one of the pallbearers. It's making me teary eyed as I even type this, but let me tell you that carrying that casket with my 7 other brothers to the hearse was one of the most heartbreaking experiences I ever had to go through. My oldest brothers who are both twins, had to coach us to "not drop grandma's casket and be the wall for the rest of the family". Finally after she was buried, I went to my mother's car and slept after being awake for almost 80 hours. After that, I fell into a deep depression that until just last year, I was able to finally break free from. So coming into this last trip to see my grandfather is my way of paying penance to my grandmother for not seeing her and I'm praying that God gives me the strength to make it through this trip and the impending funeral with a stronger frame of mind and heart to see my granddaddy off to his final resting place.
Anyhow, I've had that welling inside of me for a long time and if you read the whole thing, I appreciate the time you took to do so. Thanks BlackGAF. Love you guys.
So, I'm in the same boat as Devo with family. My grandfather is currently in the hospital suffering from terminal cancer of the throat and the doctor said that his heart is so weak, that if they were to put him under to do a biopsy, he wouldn't wake up. So all of my family is going down to North Carolina on Christmas Eve to say their final goodbyes as he has made his peace and knows he's going to pass soon. I'm sort in a mixed way about it because while I wasn't particularly close to him, I have fond memories of visiting his place as a kid.
My grandmother passed away back in 2010 and what made it painful was that I was stationed in Korea at the time (Air Force) and my grandmother told the family to to not notify me that she was sick and about to die until after the actual death because "she didn't want me to lose focus with work because of her." I found out on a Saturday morning playing Call of Duty when my little brother sent me a PM on PSN that she had passed and I needed to get in contact with the family. My current girlfriend came to my dorm room and let me use her phone to call my mother who gave me the news. My girlfriend literally held me on the floor like a baby while I cried deeper than anything I had experienced until that point. I now knew what it meant to not have a chance to tell someone you loved goodbye until it was too late.
At the funeral, I was a hot mess. I had been up for 3 days straight flying from Korea to Atlanta to North Carolina and to make matters worse, my grandmother specifically requested I be one of the pallbearers. It's making me teary eyed as I even type this, but let me tell you that carrying that casket with my 7 other brothers to the hearse was one of the most heartbreaking experiences I ever had to go through. My oldest brothers who are both twins, had to coach us to "not drop grandma's casket and be the wall for the rest of the family". Finally after she was buried, I went to my mother's car and slept after being awake for almost 80 hours. After that, I fell into a deep depression that until just last year, I was able to finally break free from. So coming into this last trip to see my grandfather is my way of paying penance to my grandmother for not seeing her and I'm praying that God gives me the strength to make it through this trip and the impending funeral with a stronger frame of mind and heart to see my granddaddy off to his final resting place.
Anyhow, I've had that welling inside of me for a long time and if you read the whole thing, I appreciate the time you took to do so. Thanks BlackGAF. Love you guys.
Sorry to hear that bra, hang in there.So, I'm in the same boat as Devo with family. .
This made me laugh so hard. The Kwanzaa struggleIn my 28 years I have never heard or seen anyone celebrating Kwanzaa.
Saw american hustle today...
Stay strongSo, I'm in the same boat as Devo with family. My grandfather is currently in the hospital suffering from terminal cancer of the throat and the doctor said that his heart is so weak, that if they were to put him under to do a biopsy, he wouldn't wake up. So all of my family is going down to North Carolina on Christmas Eve to say their final goodbyes as he has made his peace and knows he's going to pass soon. I'm sort in a mixed way about it because while I wasn't particularly close to him, I have fond memories of visiting his place as a kid.
My grandmother passed away back in 2010 and what made it painful was that I was stationed in Korea at the time (Air Force) and my grandmother told the family to to not notify me that she was sick and about to die until after the actual death because "she didn't want me to lose focus with work because of her." I found out on a Saturday morning playing Call of Duty when my little brother sent me a PM on PSN that she had passed and I needed to get in contact with the family. My current girlfriend came to my dorm room and let me use her phone to call my mother who gave me the news. My girlfriend literally held me on the floor like a baby while I cried deeper than anything I had experienced until that point. I now knew what it meant to not have a chance to tell someone you loved goodbye until it was too late.
At the funeral, I was a hot mess. I had been up for 3 days straight flying from Korea to Atlanta to North Carolina and to make matters worse, my grandmother specifically requested I be one of the pallbearers. It's making me teary eyed as I even type this, but let me tell you that carrying that casket with my 7 other brothers to the hearse was one of the most heartbreaking experiences I ever had to go through. My oldest brothers who are both twins, had to coach us to "not drop grandma's casket and be the wall for the rest of the family". Finally after she was buried, I went to my mother's car and slept after being awake for almost 80 hours. After that, I fell into a deep depression that until just last year, I was able to finally break free from. So coming into this last trip to see my grandfather is my way of paying penance to my grandmother for not seeing her and I'm praying that God gives me the strength to make it through this trip and the impending funeral with a stronger frame of mind and heart to see my granddaddy off to his final resting place.
Anyhow, I've had that welling inside of me for a long time and if you read the whole thing, I appreciate the time you took to do so. Thanks BlackGAF. Love you guys.
Sorry to hear that bra, hang in there.
On a happier holiday note, ya'll negroes need to get up on THIS shit:
Best holiday drink by far, I can't even go back to eggnog.
So, I'm in the same boat as Devo with family. My grandfather is currently in the hospital suffering from terminal cancer of the throat and the doctor said that his heart is so weak, that if they were to put him under to do a biopsy, he wouldn't wake up. So all of my family is going down to North Carolina on Christmas Eve to say their final goodbyes as he has made his peace and knows he's going to pass soon. I'm sort in a mixed way about it because while I wasn't particularly close to him, I have fond memories of visiting his place as a kid.
My grandmother passed away back in 2010 and what made it painful was that I was stationed in Korea at the time (Air Force) and my grandmother told the family to to not notify me that she was sick and about to die until after the actual death because "she didn't want me to lose focus with work because of her." I found out on a Saturday morning playing Call of Duty when my little brother sent me a PM on PSN that she had passed and I needed to get in contact with the family. My current girlfriend came to my dorm room and let me use her phone to call my mother who gave me the news. My girlfriend literally held me on the floor like a baby while I cried deeper than anything I had experienced until that point. I now knew what it meant to not have a chance to tell someone you loved goodbye until it was too late.
At the funeral, I was a hot mess. I had been up for 3 days straight flying from Korea to Atlanta to North Carolina and to make matters worse, my grandmother specifically requested I be one of the pallbearers. It's making me teary eyed as I even type this, but let me tell you that carrying that casket with my 7 other brothers to the hearse was one of the most heartbreaking experiences I ever had to go through. My oldest brothers who are both twins, had to coach us to "not drop grandma's casket and be the wall for the rest of the family". Finally after she was buried, I went to my mother's car and slept after being awake for almost 80 hours. After that, I fell into a deep depression that until just last year, I was able to finally break free from. So coming into this last trip to see my grandfather is my way of paying penance to my grandmother for not seeing her and I'm praying that God gives me the strength to make it through this trip and the impending funeral with a stronger frame of mind and heart to see my granddaddy off to his final resting place.
Anyhow, I've had that welling inside of me for a long time and if you read the whole thing, I appreciate the time you took to do so. Thanks BlackGAF. Love you guys.
So, I'm in the same boat as Devo with family. My grandfather is currently in the hospital suffering from terminal cancer of the throat and the doctor said that his heart is so weak, that if they were to put him under to do a biopsy, he wouldn't wake up. So all of my family is going down to North Carolina on Christmas Eve to say their final goodbyes as he has made his peace and knows he's going to pass soon. I'm sort in a mixed way about it because while I wasn't particularly close to him, I have fond memories of visiting his place as a kid.
My grandmother passed away back in 2010 and what made it painful was that I was stationed in Korea at the time (Air Force) and my grandmother told the family to to not notify me that she was sick and about to die until after the actual death because "she didn't want me to lose focus with work because of her." I found out on a Saturday morning playing Call of Duty when my little brother sent me a PM on PSN that she had passed and I needed to get in contact with the family. My current girlfriend came to my dorm room and let me use her phone to call my mother who gave me the news. My girlfriend literally held me on the floor like a baby while I cried deeper than anything I had experienced until that point. I now knew what it meant to not have a chance to tell someone you loved goodbye until it was too late.
At the funeral, I was a hot mess. I had been up for 3 days straight flying from Korea to Atlanta to North Carolina and to make matters worse, my grandmother specifically requested I be one of the pallbearers. It's making me teary eyed as I even type this, but let me tell you that carrying that casket with my 7 other brothers to the hearse was one of the most heartbreaking experiences I ever had to go through. My oldest brothers who are both twins, had to coach us to "not drop grandma's casket and be the wall for the rest of the family". Finally after she was buried, I went to my mother's car and slept after being awake for almost 80 hours. After that, I fell into a deep depression that until just last year, I was able to finally break free from. So coming into this last trip to see my grandfather is my way of paying penance to my grandmother for not seeing her and I'm praying that God gives me the strength to make it through this trip and the impending funeral with a stronger frame of mind and heart to see my granddaddy off to his final resting place.
Anyhow, I've had that welling inside of me for a long time and if you read the whole thing, I appreciate the time you took to do so. Thanks BlackGAF. Love you guys.
In my 28 years I have never heard or seen anyone celebrating Kwanzaa.
I like how all black people suppose to know about Kwanzaa.
nobody does! Everything i remember about Kwanzaa I learned from Futurama, and I'm pretty sure they made most of that up. I don't remember the robot part at ALL.
While we're on the subject, someone more talented with photoshop than me should make a "Kwanzaa-fy your avatar" thread.
it would be a hit, and you know it.
I like how all black people suppose to know about Kwanzaa.
nobody does! Everything i remember about Kwanzaa I learned from Futurama, and I'm pretty sure they made most of that up. I don't remember the robot part at ALL.
While we're on the subject, someone more talented with photoshop than me should make a "Kwanzaa-fy your avatar" thread.
it would be a hit, and you know it.
I feel bad that my teachers had to explain this fraudulent ass holiday in class.
It as done last year, and about 90% treated it as a joke. Its a horrible holiday but I dont want to see it openly mocked either.