At the gym
Hmmmmm... it's been a long time since I've updated. Well, long time for Luana, neway.
I hung out w/ Dylan yesterday. He's moving in w/ his dad 2 W. Palm b/c his mom n step-dad r moving to Milwakee (spl?) or something for a job. Then he's going to UF. Ya know, I was really, genuinely, truly sad to say goodbye to him yesterday. And it's not like we hung out all the time even when we lived in the same neighborhood, or talked on the phone all the time, or nething. But I'm REALLY gonna miss this kid. I mean REALLY! He's THE kindest, sweetest, most giving and WILLING person I've ever met. AND he's a guy. AND he's NOT GAY! I asked him to clone himself so that I could have one of him for myselfsince he already has a gf (who btw, treats him like shit) and I like him platonically only. LoL. I can honestly say that he is one of my best friends in this lifetime.
Lifetime, lifetime... I've been doing some pretty unconventional thingsin therapy. Hypnosis, past-life review,and today tarot cards! Yes,all of these things have therapeutic value and work even for nonbelievers or skeptics or those who say "prove it"(like myself). Either way, even if an individual is "making it up" u go w/ the 1st thing that pops in ur head... so obviously it's from YOUR head, YOUR creation, YOUR unconscious, that protects our concsious minds from memories of deep dispair nd pain.
So in MY Lifetimes that I saw I was a little girl in Holland or Norway or Germany or something. And I had grass on my roof. REALLY! LoL! No joke! Then I suddently flipped to being a gogo girl in the 70s! THEN the really scary one... the Holocaust one. That one was insanely real. I could feel the coldness, my stomaqch ached. It was so vivid. I thought I could even SMELL the exhaust from the trains.
Hmm... that still doesn't make me a "believer." I'm a pretty creative person and coulda come ^ w/ that on my own. BUT, it was still a worthwhile experience that helped me learn a bit more about myself.
Today I did tarrot cards. It was so freakin' cool! And again, this is all YOUR OWN interpretation of what you see in the cards. The "dealer" so to speak, just guides you along saying "this could mean... this coupled w/ this represents...." It's not like those TV psychics in the adds who tell u ur whole damn life story by just looking @ pretty lil pictures.
************IF U READ NOTHING ELSE IN THIS ENTRY READ THIS!!!**************
Ok something else...if ne1 does not know that the Canadian Seal Hunt is, let me spell it out for ya...
Assholes clubbing little innocent bby seals in the head, hooking them, and skinning them. 60% of the time they hook and skin while the poor baby is still alive and like 10% of the alive ones are stil CONSCIOUS! It's a "sport" or whatever, but they break a shitload of whatever organization regulates gamingand hunting rules. I'll be posting an entry JUST about this later on b/c I thihnk this is an atrocity and when I saw the footage made me sick to my stomach and I was cr5ying and kicking the fucking wall. NEway, I REALLY URGE YOU TO GOOGLE "CANADA BABY SEALS" OR "CANADA SEAL HUNT" and view the powerpoint presentation. Then sign the petition. But be warned... you may need a puke bucket and punching bag handy.
Hmmm...can't say much else terribly exciting has been going on. I can't wait to go back to school. I had a productive day writing to Ms. Blonder, thanking her for bio and how it changed my view on the world. LoL. And I chose which class of Joe's I wanted to take. I went w/ Human Sexuality b/c it is under "selected topics" and I liked the time slot for it. And it meets twice a week, and ANY class that gives me the opurtunity to see the brilliant and maniacal (spl?) Joseph Vlah twice a week rather than one, is taking the cake.
Later.
P.S. SIGN THE PETITION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hung out w/ Dylan yesterday. He's moving in w/ his dad 2 W. Palm b/c his mom n step-dad r moving to Milwakee (spl?) or something for a job. Then he's going to UF. Ya know, I was really, genuinely, truly sad to say goodbye to him yesterday. And it's not like we hung out all the time even when we lived in the same neighborhood, or talked on the phone all the time, or nething. But I'm REALLY gonna miss this kid. I mean REALLY! He's THE kindest, sweetest, most giving and WILLING person I've ever met. AND he's a guy. AND he's NOT GAY! I asked him to clone himself so that I could have one of him for myselfsince he already has a gf (who btw, treats him like shit) and I like him platonically only. LoL. I can honestly say that he is one of my best friends in this lifetime.
Lifetime, lifetime... I've been doing some pretty unconventional thingsin therapy. Hypnosis, past-life review,and today tarot cards! Yes,all of these things have therapeutic value and work even for nonbelievers or skeptics or those who say "prove it"(like myself). Either way, even if an individual is "making it up" u go w/ the 1st thing that pops in ur head... so obviously it's from YOUR head, YOUR creation, YOUR unconscious, that protects our concsious minds from memories of deep dispair nd pain.
So in MY Lifetimes that I saw I was a little girl in Holland or Norway or Germany or something. And I had grass on my roof. REALLY! LoL! No joke! Then I suddently flipped to being a gogo girl in the 70s! THEN the really scary one... the Holocaust one. That one was insanely real. I could feel the coldness, my stomaqch ached. It was so vivid. I thought I could even SMELL the exhaust from the trains.
Hmm... that still doesn't make me a "believer." I'm a pretty creative person and coulda come ^ w/ that on my own. BUT, it was still a worthwhile experience that helped me learn a bit more about myself.
Today I did tarrot cards. It was so freakin' cool! And again, this is all YOUR OWN interpretation of what you see in the cards. The "dealer" so to speak, just guides you along saying "this could mean... this coupled w/ this represents...." It's not like those TV psychics in the adds who tell u ur whole damn life story by just looking @ pretty lil pictures.
************IF U READ NOTHING ELSE IN THIS ENTRY READ THIS!!!**************
Ok something else...if ne1 does not know that the Canadian Seal Hunt is, let me spell it out for ya...
Assholes clubbing little innocent bby seals in the head, hooking them, and skinning them. 60% of the time they hook and skin while the poor baby is still alive and like 10% of the alive ones are stil CONSCIOUS! It's a "sport" or whatever, but they break a shitload of whatever organization regulates gamingand hunting rules. I'll be posting an entry JUST about this later on b/c I thihnk this is an atrocity and when I saw the footage made me sick to my stomach and I was cr5ying and kicking the fucking wall. NEway, I REALLY URGE YOU TO GOOGLE "CANADA BABY SEALS" OR "CANADA SEAL HUNT" and view the powerpoint presentation. Then sign the petition. But be warned... you may need a puke bucket and punching bag handy.
Hmmm...can't say much else terribly exciting has been going on. I can't wait to go back to school. I had a productive day writing to Ms. Blonder, thanking her for bio and how it changed my view on the world. LoL. And I chose which class of Joe's I wanted to take. I went w/ Human Sexuality b/c it is under "selected topics" and I liked the time slot for it. And it meets twice a week, and ANY class that gives me the opurtunity to see the brilliant and maniacal (spl?) Joseph Vlah twice a week rather than one, is taking the cake.
Later.
P.S. SIGN THE PETITION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!