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The Complexedness of the Complexedy of Death
I'm still sad. God answered my prayers and still my heart aches. Nibbles found a home Friday, though, a part of me is still expecting that call that says "I'm sorry but she isn't the dog for us." So much so that I haven't deposited the rehoming money that I was given. Feels like a no time is enough for me to stop worrying about that ( Read more... ) -
Aching from rejection
There is this dog, her name is Nibbles. She was sent to a kill shelter because no one wanted her. She was rescued by some unknown man who gave her to Nora. Nora gave her to me because she didn't want her either. So now I have Nibbles. A small 10 lb Schnauzer/Poodle mix who seems inspire words of promise, hope and love in everyone she meets. ( Read more... ) -
Thanking God for all the wonderful things in my life
There are so many reasons that I have to thank God. To look up and smile and say THANKS! Or to be more respectful THANK YOU OH KIND AND GRACIOUS ONE! Ok that was just mocking, but I’m sure someone gets the point.
I have a wonderful family whose crazy, loving, caring, and just all around good people. I’m so thankful that I’m finally able to realize ( Read more... ) -
The Injustice of Life and my Qualms with Cocoa
Before beginning to demonstrate the various injustices that life has thrown my way, I feel it my duty to add this disclaimer: Injustice is a subjective term being that its root word of Justice, is subject to various interpretations. Just take into consideration the so called “Spirit” of the law.
My heart aches and my spirit is disheartened by ( Read more... ) -
It's so easy to run away
Sometimes I ask myself why it is that I stay. I wonder what it is that keeps me here. It’s certainly not closeness because that is something neither Zaria nor I have. Maybe its fear. Fear to say, it’s ok if we’re not really close friends and that I don’t think we should live together. To say, I don’t think we ever really were friends and that ( Read more... ) -
An Ode to the unconstructiveness of poorly constructed constructive critiscism
So there I was, sifting through the pile of papers that contained the efforts of all my English 235 classmates formal workshop of my fiction piece. The group discussion went well overall and I received some valuable feedback regarding what worked about my piece and what didn't. Unfortunately, due to the required assignment of having to write a ( Read more... ) -
Spiralling into a black abyss Mood: Apathetic
Being in control of you life is hard to do. More like, not letting parts of your life control you is hard to do.
I have this small rash on my face, pesorial dermatitis to be exact, well not really exact because I'm almost 100% sure that I spelled it wrong, but that's besides the point. The point is is that its red, near my mouth and big enough ( Read more... ) -
Living for the things that living for is all about
Living is hard to do when there is so much that you're supposed to be living for.
family
friends
success
money
education
yourself
the future
How do you know what's more important and what can be pushed aside? Even temporarily? I sometimes wonder if I've made the right decision by pushing some things back. Like traveling, exploring, winning the lottery ( Read more... ) -
Somewhere far that brings me closer
I feel close. Close to something that seems so far away from me. Something that seems to pull further when I pull harder. I'm not exactly sure what that something is, but it has the look and feel of an everlasting flower on the brink of blooming into something beautiful and magnificent. I feel capable of being that something to that someone who ( Read more... ) -
blantantly cryptic rantings of the undecided
I like to paint my toe nails because they look nice and I want other people to think they look nice too.... I like to go to social gatherings because I want to celebrate with people and I want people to want to celebrate with me too... I put on makeup because I want to look pretty and I want people to think I look pretty too...
When I sit down and ( Read more... )