Tsuris and tantrums

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Sunday, November 12, 2006

On inspiration

I was feeling particularly down today.

Had no word from the boyfriend for the past 50 hours or so.

"Its only 2 days," he'd say.

And so I sobbed.

"If something would to happen to me. Nobody wouldn't have noticed."

And I cried and bawled like a child. A horrible mix of raging horrmones.
My monthly period due anytime soon now.

Good things are happening. And only happen when I stop looking.
And it means giving up and leaving it to fate.
Put on a big smile and tell myself that its going to be a great day.

More often that not, its a self fulfilling prophecy.

"I have concentrated all along on building the finest retailing company that we possibly could. Period. Creating a huge personal fortune was never particularly a goal of mine"

Sam Walton, Founder, WAL-MART



Following up to Light a Million Candles Video -

I was watching Indon TV when they televised their weekend dosage of Oprah

I love Oprah.

And they were talking about Child Abuse.

And it was appalling. Immigrant children brought to a first world country in search of a better life.

Instead tortured and made sex slaves. Children. Tweens. 13,14,15.

How can we help this sick sick world.

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