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Life is short

The only certainty in Life is Death.

Is Death a part of Life

Or is Life a part of Death?

Only thing I’m sure of is we lost too many too young

Robbing us of future memories together

While leaving us of past memories.

Life is short

And Death is a friend we don’t want to see soon.

Let’s not fear Death

Or take life for granted.

We should use our time living to the fullest

But take time to reflect on moments passed.

Life is short

But a Life of Regrets is a long Life to live.

So tell your loved ones you love them

Spend your time wisely

And don’t waste your life living in fear

Or being unhappy.

Life is short

So why waste it hating others?

Death is certain

So why not leave a positive Legacy behind?

Time is all that we are given

So why not be a Blessing to the world

Before our time runs out?

 

Vid Lamonte’ Buggs Jr is the author of You Ain’t Until I’m Starving, Getting Out of the Dark: How to Live a Life Full of Success, Wealth, and Happiness, and Vid’s Viddles: Daily Vitamins for the Soul, all available here

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My Most Embarrassing Moments: There’s a Silver Lining After All.

There aren’t many times in my life where I’ve been embarrassed about something. The few times I have usually came due to my dad yelling, “Boy you better get in this house”, in front of my friends.  I never got too embarrassed or angry with my dad, because deep down I knew he was only saving me from some kind of trouble.  Then there was the time when I was in the 11th grade and I was friends with a young lady who was in college.  One night we were talking on the phone and my calling card ran out. I figured she remembered the rule of, “don’t call me after 11 pm”.  I thought I was safe, so I went to shower and get ready for bed; lo and behold, the phone rings.  I picked up but something was odd, my mom didn’t yell, “Who is calling here at this time of night?”  I must’ve got cocky because I didn’t rush off the phone and it was now almost midnight.  All a sudden I hear someone pick up the phone and before I could say goodbye and save face, my mom is on the phone saying, “You know what time it is? Get off this phone.” Silence! I hear a click and I knew deep down I would never talk to Angelica ever again. I was slightly embarrassed but I was more relieved than anything.  Angelica was a freshman at East Carolina University, who I happened to meet while trying to get her number for my friend. She was more interested in me. She knew I was in high school still, she just thought I was a senior, haha.  I never bothered to correct her because 1) what teenage guy is going to pass up a chance to date a college woman. 2) She was going to school 2 1/2 hours away; which is a long distance when you are in HS. Anyway, my mom saved me the having to tell Angelica I didn’t graduate when June came around because I was only going to the 12th grade.

My most embarrassing moment happened when I was in the 7th grade.  My middle school building was two stories and the entire 7th grade was upstairs.  I hated this because the only time we went downstairs was for lunch, gym, our electives (maybe), and to go home.  Any chance I got to go downstairs I would savor it and take my time getting back to class. One of these days, I was asked to take our class attendance down to the main office. “Oh Joy! I am out this joint.”  As I head downstairs, I decide to channel my intra Tom Cruise from “Risky Business”. (Although, I never seen the movie at that point of my life, I did see ads with the clip of Tom Cruise sliding down the banister from the movie).  I jumped on the banister and slide down but there’s one issue, I’m going way too fast.  I try to land on my feet when I touch the ground but my momentum was too fast. I slid half-way the 8th grade hall. I get up everything is great, no one saw me. Then I hear laughing; I look back and see the whole 8th grade class looking and laughing at me. Even the 8th grade teachers were laughing at me.  I just turned and head to the main office.  Good thing was I didn’t have to face the 8th grade class as I went back to my class. Maybe they will forget what they saw. Nope!!

As I went to lunch that day many of the 8th graders got their laughs on at my expense.  When we came back from lunch, my friend has a note for me.  The note read, “Hi Vid, I saw you sliding down the hall this morning, I think you handled it well. I also think you are cute and I would like you to call me…..”  “Hotdog!  I just got a girlfriend off of the most embarrassing moment of my life”.

From that moment, I always looked for the silver-lining in every situation and I hardly get embarrassed because I always see the bigger picture.

 

 

Vid Lamonte’ Buggs Jr is the author of You Ain’t Hungry Until I’m Starving. Copyright© 2016 http://www.vidbuggs.com. Copyright © 2016 http://www.4-U-NiquePublishing.com. Material is copyrighted but free to repost with proper listed credit, including our website addresses.

Relationship Status?: It’s Complicated

Years ago, I joined Facebook to stay in touch with family and friends. Once in a while I’d post a positive message as a “status” update or post a “note”. Remember “notes”? Facebook and I share an on again, off again relationship.  I went private on “the book”, yet, damn Mark keep changing the privacy settings. I can call him Mark right? He and his addicting service understands me more than I understand myself.

How does “FB” know that I know Amber or Tom and suggests them as “Friends who I may know”? Who knew Amber, Tom and I attended the same hospital nursery on the same day we all were born. Amber, Tom and I haven’t seen each other since we were 1-day-olds. Mark how did you know I would love this new product that was invented yesterday? You slick dog, you.

Due to your invasive intrusion into my life, I had to step away from this relationship we share. Twitter was more my liking because I could post my thoughts without questions asked or being “poked”. Has anyone found out what’s the true purpose of a “poke”? Sorry, let me get back on track.

I then fell in love with Instagram. Remember “IG” was only for Iphone users? I was starting an exclusive relationship with Instagram. Until I found out “IG” was cheating on me and getting in the bed with Facebook. Facebook, your acquisition of Instagram was the start of a love triangle.

Mark you have me back. I figure I can use Facebook to promote my books, company, and post “status” and video to make others think. Now you tell me I need an author page (Vid Lamonte’ Buggs Jr.), and a company page (4-U-Nique Publishing) to promote my services and products. (Inserts shameless plug, Go Check Me Out). Very crafty Mark, you have sucked me into having 3 Facebook pages.

Mark, now you have my attention. I will tell you what I see in the Facebook “neighborhood”. As I walk down the street, I see friends who I were once close. These friends are people of different backgrounds and ethnicities. Some people have let their racist and prejudice views come to light in this “neighborhood” due to being able to hide behind a screen. Next, I see those who think they are “holier than thou”, and others who want to be “thugs”. I guess they forget we know who they are.

Across the street are the intellects, and those who are pushing their services, products and businesses. The intellects and the small business owners receive minimal likes and shares. Meanwhile, their next-door neighbors receive hundreds of likes and shares on fight videos and hate speeches they post.

I walk towards my house to post a status update and I see what appears to be a Postal truck. The truck stops near me, someone sends me another game invite! To get to my door, I have to check all of my messages, friend requests (who are these people) and notifications. Most of these notifications are from people who I don’t know. They are just replying to a post I liked.

Damn you Facebook, you are like the drug dealer who keeps supplying us with the product we know isn’t good for us, but we can’t do without.

 

Vid Lamonte’ Buggs Jr is the author of You Ain’t Hungry Until I’m Starving. Copyright© 2016 http://www.vidbuggs.com. Copyright © 2016 http://www.4-U-NiquePublishing.com. Material is copyrighted but free to repost with proper listed credit, including our website addresses.