www.kiva.org
Hey everyone, sign up to this site: Kiva. I just did, and in ten minutes I loaned a group of struggling Cambodian women $50 to help with their businesses. Yes, LOANED. It's charity so easy that you can get your damned money BACK (so you can loan it to other poor, struggling third-world business owners). Christ, it's so easy it kind of made me feel sick. What's $50 to me? I just spent $70 on a pair of new jeans that I'm never going to wear because I've decided they're too tight.
Something happened in the last week that left me feeling that the world just took a great big shit on my head. I'm depressed and hurting and sad, but loaning that money put my problems into perspective. I'm STILL depressed and hurt and sad, but now I can look at myself in the greater scheme of things, I guess. There are women around who have things a hell of a lot worse than me. Than all of you reading this.
Hey guys, seriously. You can donate as little as $25. Those Cambodian women need a total of $900, divided between the three of them. If everyone reading this gave $25, how quickly could these people get on their feet? Honestly. It took TEN MINUTES. As long as it takes me to make a cup of tea. Don't buy a new CD for a little while, or maybe you don't need to get those earrings after all. Hell. Go without your assortment of crappy scene mags for two weeks or something. Instead, feel like you've honestly made a difference. When these people earn enough to pay you back, then you can go get that poster of MCR in Twisted, or whatever.
(there's no poster of MCR in this month's Twisted. I check religiously)
This is them. If all else fails, look at that cute little girl in that picture (Yeah, this is me pulling out the big guns, I kinda fail at guilt tripping, don't I?)
I have no desire, still, to post about anything happening in my own life. I'll maybe let some people know what's been happening at some point, for now I'll just be annoyingly cryptic. ~is mysterious
--Cheers, Beck
Something happened in the last week that left me feeling that the world just took a great big shit on my head. I'm depressed and hurting and sad, but loaning that money put my problems into perspective. I'm STILL depressed and hurt and sad, but now I can look at myself in the greater scheme of things, I guess. There are women around who have things a hell of a lot worse than me. Than all of you reading this.
Hey guys, seriously. You can donate as little as $25. Those Cambodian women need a total of $900, divided between the three of them. If everyone reading this gave $25, how quickly could these people get on their feet? Honestly. It took TEN MINUTES. As long as it takes me to make a cup of tea. Don't buy a new CD for a little while, or maybe you don't need to get those earrings after all. Hell. Go without your assortment of crappy scene mags for two weeks or something. Instead, feel like you've honestly made a difference. When these people earn enough to pay you back, then you can go get that poster of MCR in Twisted, or whatever.
(there's no poster of MCR in this month's Twisted. I check religiously)
This is them. If all else fails, look at that cute little girl in that picture (Yeah, this is me pulling out the big guns, I kinda fail at guilt tripping, don't I?)
I have no desire, still, to post about anything happening in my own life. I'll maybe let some people know what's been happening at some point, for now I'll just be annoyingly cryptic. ~is mysterious
--Cheers, Beck