Talking to a friend of mine a few days ago I realised I wasn't quite as transparent as I thought. And I somehow came up with this list...
1. I talk too much when I'm nervous or upset. Not so much when I'm happy...
2. I act like I don't care, often when I care very much. I'm sentimental and emotional... but that's usually between me and my pillows!!!
3. I have a very explosive anger, but it dies down very fast.
4. What will hurt me is not that you were mean to me, but that you pretended to be nice.
5. I've always wanted to be a Mom!!! Yeah, I know, most people can't picture me maternal, but I have my moments :D those who really know me would know I suppose... I'm one of those people who could never have an abortion and DON'T tell me that might change when something happens.. I know, for sure... 100% I just could not...
6. I am not capable of initiating expressions of emotion. I love you. But you have to say it first. LOL, I may take a few months to say it after that.
7. My greatest fear is being alone.
8. I went through a 'phase' phase. I was into Metal. I was into RnB. Now I'm indifferent, and I work on whatever sounds good at the moment.
9. I can't tolerate dishonesty. No, I mean you have a right to hide things that you don't wanna talk about and stuff like that. But about others. That's just. UERGH.
10. I have horrible bad boy syndrome... I just have a weakness for them. I suppose when I date good guys I feel like I'm ruining them or something LOL.
11. I am actually single by choice. Commitment and marriage scare me. I may complain a lot but whenever I try a relationship I just start forgetting to call or message and stuff and I am the one who fucks it up.
12. I am very picky with men. This is mostly because most of my friends are guys. People tend to assume the opposite would be true. I've seen to much of men and I think I know my preferences!
13. You will have to wait years to see the real me emerge behind me. I'm very guarded and it is so because I have to be. I will HATE you if I find out you're just in it for the fame and the glory.
Three little wishes...
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I wish I may I wish I might...
I wish I was a lesbian. I wish I could just turn in to one.
"Sorry bratha, I like gurrrrls"
See, the end solution.
Oh I fucking wish it was so easy.
I wish there were answers to all the problems.
FACT: AINT THERE.
I wish I could at least answer all the ringing questions in my head though. They've been circling around my head so long, so much... you'd think my brain was a fucking solar system man.
(Zero gravity! LOL)
I wish people understood that just because I can go out tonight despite having been told something awful or finding out something traumatic. My heart is not made of stone. I simply distract easier, I know and understand how my capabilities work when it comes to thinking about other things. In that sense it's actually equally confusing to me how you can sit at home all day and wallow in self pity and cry all night over something that you cannot solve in such a manner. I don't judge that, it's your way of dealing I suppose, but I just I don't know, I've been there done that and in the long term, at least for me, it just doesn't work. I can cry and laugh 15 minutes later, but it's not completely gone from my heart and soul, quite the opposite, I bury it so deep I too forget about it until one fine day it'll all erupt and the process will begin once more. Yeah, that is a totally different problem altogether.
Wishes… funny thing they are, we wish and we wish against our wish. Lol… but one must wish… I wish people would see the reason I don’t trolley my pain in front of me wherever I go. I have my reasons not to cause other people distress simply because I have difficulties dealing with my life. It’s okay…
It’s okay because at least I don’t carry around extra baggage like jealousy, deceit, resentment and fury. I can be mad as hell because you forgot my birthday, but I’ll blow the steam off and it’ll be okay. I wont pent up and kill you one fine day. It’s not your fault you don’t harbor the same feelings I do and that is okay. You know? Some people just go on meaningless rampages to satisfy this insane pain that really is … going to fade away in time and nothing can accelerate or decelerate that. You must have hope, although it is humanities biggest lie… One must have faith that tomorrow shall be better than today or we can just line up and shoot each other. Hope maybe a word with no real direction but it’s the one force that will save your sanity.
Even those who do not have faith have faith. Atheists have faith in the fact that there is no faith. Nah sounds ridiculous maybe but this is true. They do find comfort in the fact that they will not be judged. I wish people would see that the point is not about whether we have after lives or not, I mean believe what you must but the real point is to behave as though you would be judged. It is not a limitation to have to be a part of a society and to function as you are one… you are not to conform to the idiocies of preference but merely adhere to the live and let live theoretical perspective. I have the strength to move on simply because I know I can. I have belief that some higher power is at work because clearly everything is not in my hands thus I don’t have the urge to control everything around me. At least not today. Been there done that. Best advice: Give up, it’s a lost battle.
Wishing wishing… wishing people could see the brighter side of life and not blame each other always. No one is obligated to doing anything. No one can be expected to be anything. Change is inevitable. Acceptance is key… Let go of your regrets, it will not change anything; it will keep you from moving on. For God sake, people are people… we can only be human… there is hardly anything you cannot forgive! Trivial matters are a waste of your time, energy… so just simply grow out of it….
I wish men would understand that a piece of moving metal (be it a bike or a flashy car... or a fucking jet for fucks sake) or a slice of plastic (Visa, MasterCard, HSBC, whatever - and I don't give a shit whether it's blue or gold or platinum or glow in the dark for that matter) does not amount to anything. Demeaning a woman even if she is your ex is not funny and it does not make YOU moralistic to call someone else a slut, calling a good looking guy gay does not make you masculine, calling a talkative guy lame does not make you macho... it just makes me wonder - why should you even care? Especially scorning an ex is pathetic, disrespectful and even scary - are you over her?? Will you say the same about me??? ... And telling me you are a virgin... hell let's not even go there. It should be obvious why it's no turn on. Another thing - lay off the porn lines "You like it baby? Yeah you like it?" ... oh shut up and go away...
More women should stop pressurizing men to be stupid... Show them that respect, honesty is more valued. Accepting his lame excuses when he hits you constantly is not teaching him about respect. He does not acknowledge that he is been given a second chance by someone who loves him - he simply sees you as a pushover piece of meat. I hate to be so brutal, but that’s the honest truth a lot of girls fail to see in cheaters etc. Why put up with disrespect or dishonesty? I wish more women would teach a man the value of good manners, honesty, intelligent conversation and an effort at least towards a sense of humor. That will last you a lifetime, when you're 50 his abs won't matter, his car might decrease in value, he could go bankrupt and maybe he won't be the hotshot he sounded like... but if you can sit down when you're sixty something and still laugh together, now that would amount to something.
In a way I know that’s a bit hypocritical of me to say, but I’ve learnt from experience that excuses are just not worth dishing out.
I wish all my wishes would come true.
No I don’t! LOL
Careful what you wish for they say.
I don’t wish for much… heheh, or don't I now?
I wish I was a lesbian. I wish I could just turn in to one.
"Sorry bratha, I like gurrrrls"
See, the end solution.
Oh I fucking wish it was so easy.
I wish there were answers to all the problems.
FACT: AINT THERE.
I wish I could at least answer all the ringing questions in my head though. They've been circling around my head so long, so much... you'd think my brain was a fucking solar system man.
(Zero gravity! LOL)
I wish people understood that just because I can go out tonight despite having been told something awful or finding out something traumatic. My heart is not made of stone. I simply distract easier, I know and understand how my capabilities work when it comes to thinking about other things. In that sense it's actually equally confusing to me how you can sit at home all day and wallow in self pity and cry all night over something that you cannot solve in such a manner. I don't judge that, it's your way of dealing I suppose, but I just I don't know, I've been there done that and in the long term, at least for me, it just doesn't work. I can cry and laugh 15 minutes later, but it's not completely gone from my heart and soul, quite the opposite, I bury it so deep I too forget about it until one fine day it'll all erupt and the process will begin once more. Yeah, that is a totally different problem altogether.
Wishes… funny thing they are, we wish and we wish against our wish. Lol… but one must wish… I wish people would see the reason I don’t trolley my pain in front of me wherever I go. I have my reasons not to cause other people distress simply because I have difficulties dealing with my life. It’s okay…
It’s okay because at least I don’t carry around extra baggage like jealousy, deceit, resentment and fury. I can be mad as hell because you forgot my birthday, but I’ll blow the steam off and it’ll be okay. I wont pent up and kill you one fine day. It’s not your fault you don’t harbor the same feelings I do and that is okay. You know? Some people just go on meaningless rampages to satisfy this insane pain that really is … going to fade away in time and nothing can accelerate or decelerate that. You must have hope, although it is humanities biggest lie… One must have faith that tomorrow shall be better than today or we can just line up and shoot each other. Hope maybe a word with no real direction but it’s the one force that will save your sanity.
Even those who do not have faith have faith. Atheists have faith in the fact that there is no faith. Nah sounds ridiculous maybe but this is true. They do find comfort in the fact that they will not be judged. I wish people would see that the point is not about whether we have after lives or not, I mean believe what you must but the real point is to behave as though you would be judged. It is not a limitation to have to be a part of a society and to function as you are one… you are not to conform to the idiocies of preference but merely adhere to the live and let live theoretical perspective. I have the strength to move on simply because I know I can. I have belief that some higher power is at work because clearly everything is not in my hands thus I don’t have the urge to control everything around me. At least not today. Been there done that. Best advice: Give up, it’s a lost battle.
Wishing wishing… wishing people could see the brighter side of life and not blame each other always. No one is obligated to doing anything. No one can be expected to be anything. Change is inevitable. Acceptance is key… Let go of your regrets, it will not change anything; it will keep you from moving on. For God sake, people are people… we can only be human… there is hardly anything you cannot forgive! Trivial matters are a waste of your time, energy… so just simply grow out of it….
I wish men would understand that a piece of moving metal (be it a bike or a flashy car... or a fucking jet for fucks sake) or a slice of plastic (Visa, MasterCard, HSBC, whatever - and I don't give a shit whether it's blue or gold or platinum or glow in the dark for that matter) does not amount to anything. Demeaning a woman even if she is your ex is not funny and it does not make YOU moralistic to call someone else a slut, calling a good looking guy gay does not make you masculine, calling a talkative guy lame does not make you macho... it just makes me wonder - why should you even care? Especially scorning an ex is pathetic, disrespectful and even scary - are you over her?? Will you say the same about me??? ... And telling me you are a virgin... hell let's not even go there. It should be obvious why it's no turn on. Another thing - lay off the porn lines "You like it baby? Yeah you like it?" ... oh shut up and go away...
More women should stop pressurizing men to be stupid... Show them that respect, honesty is more valued. Accepting his lame excuses when he hits you constantly is not teaching him about respect. He does not acknowledge that he is been given a second chance by someone who loves him - he simply sees you as a pushover piece of meat. I hate to be so brutal, but that’s the honest truth a lot of girls fail to see in cheaters etc. Why put up with disrespect or dishonesty? I wish more women would teach a man the value of good manners, honesty, intelligent conversation and an effort at least towards a sense of humor. That will last you a lifetime, when you're 50 his abs won't matter, his car might decrease in value, he could go bankrupt and maybe he won't be the hotshot he sounded like... but if you can sit down when you're sixty something and still laugh together, now that would amount to something.
In a way I know that’s a bit hypocritical of me to say, but I’ve learnt from experience that excuses are just not worth dishing out.
I wish all my wishes would come true.
No I don’t! LOL
Careful what you wish for they say.
I don’t wish for much… heheh, or don't I now?
Legend of Marley
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[Written originally for my law class - hey he was a philosopher! Darn, my whole class thinks I'm whack, the last assignment I chose Legalization of Marijuana, LOL I say if you grew up in Male' its all general knowledge and heck sure makes work plus research, a lot more interesting! :P So yeah.. ENJOY!]
A Historical Influence –Bob Marley: The Legend
Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts; put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live! (Bob Marley)
It could have been said by any man. It could have been said to any person. It was however the words of one small town man who stood up and changed the world. Over 25 years after his death, we are all still singing his songs. The youth of the world wasn’t alive during his glory years but his message is still heard, and his words are still spoken.
February 6th, 1945 Bob Marley was born Robert Nesta Marley in rural Rhoden Hall in the Parish of St. Ann, Jamaica. His mother was a Jamaican teenager and his father a middle-aged captain in the West Indian regiment of the British Army. Marley's parents separated when he was six and soon thereafter Robert moved with his mother to Kingston, joining the wave of rural immigrants that flooded the capital during the 1950s and 1960s. They settled in Trench Town, a west Kingston slum named for the sewer that ran through it.
I don't stand for the black man's side; I don’t stand for the white man's side. I stand for God's side. (Bob Marley)
Bob Marley was a Jamaican singer and songwriter whose name more than anyone represents reggae music, the tenets of Rastafarianism, and the struggle of the economically and politically oppressed. Often he is glorified for (arguably) the wrong reasons. He was a great philosopher and clearly an advocate of natural law; he was a peace activist and a man who contributed in great amounts to society especially the black community at a large.
Marley was joined by Junior Braithwaite and two backup singers to form the Wailing Wailers and recorded on the Coxsone label. The group soon became Kingston celebrities in the summer of 1963 with Simmer Down, a song that both indicted and romanticized the lives of Trench Town toughs, known as "rude boys."
Around 1963 - 66 Marley moved to Delaware working jobs for Chrysler and Dupont. Yet his heart lay back home, where his new wife, Jamaican Rita Anderson, and his old passion the music of the island remained. Thus it was when he returned in 1967 and converted to Rastafarianism that he began the mature stage of his musical career.
Marley reunited with Bunny and Peter Tosh, and together they called themselves The Wailers and began their own record label, Wail 'N' Soul. They abandoned the rude-boy philosophy for the spirituality of Rastafarian beliefs slowing their music under the new “rock steady” influence. A few new bandsmen and song releases later, The Wailers started to gain international recognition and began to record with legends like Bruce Springsteen and Sly & the Family Stone, Eric Clapton – all of whom have played lively roles in the world of political activism.
Although Marley had blended politics and music since the early days of "Simmer Down," as his success grew he became more political. His 1976 song War transcribed a speech of Haile Selassie I, the Ethiopian king upon whom the Rastafarian sect was based. Along with Rastafarian spirituality and mysticism, his lyrics probed the mayhem and civil unrest in Jamaica. Prior to the 1976 elections, partisanship inspired gang war in Trench Town and divided the people against themselves.
By siding with Prime Minister Michael Manley and by singing songs of a political tone Marley angered some Jamaicans. In 1978 fanatic gunmen broke in to Marley's Kingston home during the Jamaican general election campaign. Marley was shot in his upper body and arm, Rita received a head wound, friend Lewis Griffith was seriously wounded as was Don Taylor, but all survived the malicious attack. Marley sought asylum in Jamaica's Blue Mountains after release from hospital however just four days later he performed at the 'Smile Jamaica' festival even though his wounds disabled him from playing the guitar. Afterwards the couple took a well-deserved break of eighteen months away from Jamaica.
When Marley returned to Jamaica in 1978, he performed in the One Love Peace Concert, seeking to improve existing political conflicts. During this show Marley orchestrated a handshake between political opponents Manley and Edward Seaga which was a highly symbolic moment. Marley's activism extended beyond Jamaica, and people from developing nations around the world found hope in his music.
The group's concerts in the late 1970s attracted enormous crowds in West Africa, Latin America, in Europe and the United States. In 1980 Bob Marley & the Wailers had the honor of performing at the independence ceremony when Rhodesia became Zimbabwe. His music became closely associated with the movement toward Black political independence that was then prominent in several African and South American countries. Bob Marley was the first global pop star to emerge from a developing nation – he put Jamaica on the map.
Bob Marley died May 11th 1981 in Miami, Fl. at the age of 36 from cancer that began in his toe and spread throughout his body. The Jamaican government held a national funeral honoring his memory. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1994. In 1996, February 6th was declared a national holiday in Jamaica, all in the honor of the man that touched their hearts and opened their minds – in a time where violence was ruining lives.
Many have varying theories about why Marley believed in what he believed in, some say that he was pro racial-integration because of his mixed roots – “Me only have one ambition, y'know. I only have one thing I really like to see happen. I like to see mankind live together - black, white, Chinese, everyone - that's all”.
"The reservoir of music he has left behind is like an encyclopedia," says Judy Mowatt of the I-Threes. "When you need to refer to a certain situation or crisis, there will always be a Bob Marley song that will relate to it. Bob was a musical prophet."
The man was and continues to be an inspiration, media was the vice and music the method, but the message was clear and well received. There are many activists who quote Bob Marley and The Bob Marley Foundation Ltd. USA is a non-profit 501 organization founded by Rita Marley and the Marley Family in honor of Bob Marley to fulfill his comprehensive vision of social development through advocacy for social change.
"He's taken his place alongside James Brown and Sly Stone as a pervasive influence on r&b", says the American critic, Timothy White, author of the acclaimed Bob Marley biography 'Catch A Fire'. "His music was pure rock, in the sense that it was a public expression of a private truth."
Either way, Bob Marley was the first global pop star to emerge from a third world nation – he put Jamaica on the map. He was more than his music; he was a legend – immortalized by his music and his fans. From the streets of Jamaica, to the whole world – his words are universal, and the truth undeniable.
References :
ACSAP Biographical Dictionary
R. R. Bowker Co., Copyright 1980
ISBN 0-8351-1283-1
A Historical Influence –Bob Marley: The Legend
Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts; put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live! (Bob Marley)
It could have been said by any man. It could have been said to any person. It was however the words of one small town man who stood up and changed the world. Over 25 years after his death, we are all still singing his songs. The youth of the world wasn’t alive during his glory years but his message is still heard, and his words are still spoken.
February 6th, 1945 Bob Marley was born Robert Nesta Marley in rural Rhoden Hall in the Parish of St. Ann, Jamaica. His mother was a Jamaican teenager and his father a middle-aged captain in the West Indian regiment of the British Army. Marley's parents separated when he was six and soon thereafter Robert moved with his mother to Kingston, joining the wave of rural immigrants that flooded the capital during the 1950s and 1960s. They settled in Trench Town, a west Kingston slum named for the sewer that ran through it.
I don't stand for the black man's side; I don’t stand for the white man's side. I stand for God's side. (Bob Marley)
Bob Marley was a Jamaican singer and songwriter whose name more than anyone represents reggae music, the tenets of Rastafarianism, and the struggle of the economically and politically oppressed. Often he is glorified for (arguably) the wrong reasons. He was a great philosopher and clearly an advocate of natural law; he was a peace activist and a man who contributed in great amounts to society especially the black community at a large.
Marley was joined by Junior Braithwaite and two backup singers to form the Wailing Wailers and recorded on the Coxsone label. The group soon became Kingston celebrities in the summer of 1963 with Simmer Down, a song that both indicted and romanticized the lives of Trench Town toughs, known as "rude boys."
Around 1963 - 66 Marley moved to Delaware working jobs for Chrysler and Dupont. Yet his heart lay back home, where his new wife, Jamaican Rita Anderson, and his old passion the music of the island remained. Thus it was when he returned in 1967 and converted to Rastafarianism that he began the mature stage of his musical career.
Marley reunited with Bunny and Peter Tosh, and together they called themselves The Wailers and began their own record label, Wail 'N' Soul. They abandoned the rude-boy philosophy for the spirituality of Rastafarian beliefs slowing their music under the new “rock steady” influence. A few new bandsmen and song releases later, The Wailers started to gain international recognition and began to record with legends like Bruce Springsteen and Sly & the Family Stone, Eric Clapton – all of whom have played lively roles in the world of political activism.
Although Marley had blended politics and music since the early days of "Simmer Down," as his success grew he became more political. His 1976 song War transcribed a speech of Haile Selassie I, the Ethiopian king upon whom the Rastafarian sect was based. Along with Rastafarian spirituality and mysticism, his lyrics probed the mayhem and civil unrest in Jamaica. Prior to the 1976 elections, partisanship inspired gang war in Trench Town and divided the people against themselves.
By siding with Prime Minister Michael Manley and by singing songs of a political tone Marley angered some Jamaicans. In 1978 fanatic gunmen broke in to Marley's Kingston home during the Jamaican general election campaign. Marley was shot in his upper body and arm, Rita received a head wound, friend Lewis Griffith was seriously wounded as was Don Taylor, but all survived the malicious attack. Marley sought asylum in Jamaica's Blue Mountains after release from hospital however just four days later he performed at the 'Smile Jamaica' festival even though his wounds disabled him from playing the guitar. Afterwards the couple took a well-deserved break of eighteen months away from Jamaica.
When Marley returned to Jamaica in 1978, he performed in the One Love Peace Concert, seeking to improve existing political conflicts. During this show Marley orchestrated a handshake between political opponents Manley and Edward Seaga which was a highly symbolic moment. Marley's activism extended beyond Jamaica, and people from developing nations around the world found hope in his music.
The group's concerts in the late 1970s attracted enormous crowds in West Africa, Latin America, in Europe and the United States. In 1980 Bob Marley & the Wailers had the honor of performing at the independence ceremony when Rhodesia became Zimbabwe. His music became closely associated with the movement toward Black political independence that was then prominent in several African and South American countries. Bob Marley was the first global pop star to emerge from a developing nation – he put Jamaica on the map.
Bob Marley died May 11th 1981 in Miami, Fl. at the age of 36 from cancer that began in his toe and spread throughout his body. The Jamaican government held a national funeral honoring his memory. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1994. In 1996, February 6th was declared a national holiday in Jamaica, all in the honor of the man that touched their hearts and opened their minds – in a time where violence was ruining lives.
Many have varying theories about why Marley believed in what he believed in, some say that he was pro racial-integration because of his mixed roots – “Me only have one ambition, y'know. I only have one thing I really like to see happen. I like to see mankind live together - black, white, Chinese, everyone - that's all”.
"The reservoir of music he has left behind is like an encyclopedia," says Judy Mowatt of the I-Threes. "When you need to refer to a certain situation or crisis, there will always be a Bob Marley song that will relate to it. Bob was a musical prophet."
The man was and continues to be an inspiration, media was the vice and music the method, but the message was clear and well received. There are many activists who quote Bob Marley and The Bob Marley Foundation Ltd. USA is a non-profit 501 organization founded by Rita Marley and the Marley Family in honor of Bob Marley to fulfill his comprehensive vision of social development through advocacy for social change.
"He's taken his place alongside James Brown and Sly Stone as a pervasive influence on r&b", says the American critic, Timothy White, author of the acclaimed Bob Marley biography 'Catch A Fire'. "His music was pure rock, in the sense that it was a public expression of a private truth."
Either way, Bob Marley was the first global pop star to emerge from a third world nation – he put Jamaica on the map. He was more than his music; he was a legend – immortalized by his music and his fans. From the streets of Jamaica, to the whole world – his words are universal, and the truth undeniable.
References :
ACSAP Biographical Dictionary
R. R. Bowker Co., Copyright 1980
ISBN 0-8351-1283-1
Show them the light...
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Early hours of today, I have crawled back into a whole from within which I do not particularly wish to extradite myself. So I shall remain here. And reflect on the lack of light...
A friend of mine commented on vanity today. To an extent it did irritate me, although I pretended to be in her favor - that too simply because I was too tired to be a bitch. So what if someone has a lot of profile pictures or display pictures, who cares? Could be that she enjoys playing around with pictures , yeah maybe she is trying to snag a hot guy... so what, is that like a crime? And what business is it of me or my friends anyway? Both of us do the same thing... hypocritical eh? Well...
I have a lot of pictures of me in my files... I like to 'switcheroo' them around on msn from time to time... it's not because I particularly like myself, its because I have a fascination with photography and shit like that and no one else will let me edit their pictures and display my works... so I think of me as my own canvas... :S in the sense, there's no one to complain eh?
The lack of light in everyone's light I suppose.
And then you have these stupid forums and groups and shit where Maldivians post their neighbors pictures. Good lord, it's like Desperate HomeBoys. All these people who don't get no action or wish they were anything like these chicks post shit about the most well known chicks in Male'... The fuck??? Get a life, seriously... Chicks who write about chicks are the most pathetic of them all. It's all male propaganda to put women 'in their place' you know, people died for you to have the fucking right to fucking vote and you just want to drive us back to kitchens and aprons and being a fucking "garbage can" for men to rid themselves of their bodily fluids???
Thats so fucking lame... you should be fighting for the right to wear whatever you want, do whatever you want and for men to not have the right to say a fucking thing because certainly they have their right to do so. Instead you whores do nothing but fuck around and bitch about anyone who is confident enough to not be a hypocrite to society. You can sit home if you please, I respect that but no one is better than anyone on any level so do not be that low... sure you have the right to speak your mind but what good are you doing if you are not doing so intelligently? You're playing right into the hands of all the men who label us and stereotype us. Be yourself, and accept differences and live your life, let live everyone else their lives as well.
There is so much wrong in Maldives!
A friend of mine commented on vanity today. To an extent it did irritate me, although I pretended to be in her favor - that too simply because I was too tired to be a bitch. So what if someone has a lot of profile pictures or display pictures, who cares? Could be that she enjoys playing around with pictures , yeah maybe she is trying to snag a hot guy... so what, is that like a crime? And what business is it of me or my friends anyway? Both of us do the same thing... hypocritical eh? Well...
I have a lot of pictures of me in my files... I like to 'switcheroo' them around on msn from time to time... it's not because I particularly like myself, its because I have a fascination with photography and shit like that and no one else will let me edit their pictures and display my works... so I think of me as my own canvas... :S in the sense, there's no one to complain eh?
The lack of light in everyone's light I suppose.
And then you have these stupid forums and groups and shit where Maldivians post their neighbors pictures. Good lord, it's like Desperate HomeBoys. All these people who don't get no action or wish they were anything like these chicks post shit about the most well known chicks in Male'... The fuck??? Get a life, seriously... Chicks who write about chicks are the most pathetic of them all. It's all male propaganda to put women 'in their place' you know, people died for you to have the fucking right to fucking vote and you just want to drive us back to kitchens and aprons and being a fucking "garbage can" for men to rid themselves of their bodily fluids???
Thats so fucking lame... you should be fighting for the right to wear whatever you want, do whatever you want and for men to not have the right to say a fucking thing because certainly they have their right to do so. Instead you whores do nothing but fuck around and bitch about anyone who is confident enough to not be a hypocrite to society. You can sit home if you please, I respect that but no one is better than anyone on any level so do not be that low... sure you have the right to speak your mind but what good are you doing if you are not doing so intelligently? You're playing right into the hands of all the men who label us and stereotype us. Be yourself, and accept differences and live your life, let live everyone else their lives as well.
There is so much wrong in Maldives!
Dedication
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Altruism is selfless concern for the welfare of others.
To my friendly neighboorhood altruist... my ganster... my substitute husband... my saikalu taxi driver... my buri balan dhaa partu... my beshtee :)
I am not quite sure what prompted this sudden blog... but it's dedicated to a friend who hardly ever if at all reads my blog... crazy huh? Some one who has been there for me regardless of consequences, someone who understands me when I don't make any sense to myself...
He is a friend whose friendship I once compromised, and will always regret doing so...
He knows my flaws, and he still makes me feel wonderful. Nothing in life is predictable, and we are both self declared cynics... but atleast - thank you for all the memories, and for the countless times you have offered a shoulder...
It is so strange how we met, and I know I hurt you by the choice I made back then, but looking back today - it is the best choice I have ever made. I remember clearly how I had to BEG and PLEAD for you to make an exception and keep our friendship standing, I don't know how I got it through your thick skull but I'm glad it did somehow!!! See, infatuation is just a phase... as friends we've lasted years now...
Of all the memories though, one I will never forget, whether it ever becomes tested or not, I remember asking you whether you would make a sacrifice for me as large to save me, if [something happened]... and I remember what you said... What [that guy] said that night...
Can't think of anyone else who would even contemplate such a thing. Somehow I know that you would keep to your word... A man of honor right? Hehehe... The rare breed.
Touched me pretty deep
Thank God for you :)
PS: Good guys don't finish last, believe me - someday you'll realise I'm right. Life cannot be that cruel.
To my friendly neighboorhood altruist... my ganster... my substitute husband... my saikalu taxi driver... my buri balan dhaa partu... my beshtee :)
I am not quite sure what prompted this sudden blog... but it's dedicated to a friend who hardly ever if at all reads my blog... crazy huh? Some one who has been there for me regardless of consequences, someone who understands me when I don't make any sense to myself...
He is a friend whose friendship I once compromised, and will always regret doing so...
He knows my flaws, and he still makes me feel wonderful. Nothing in life is predictable, and we are both self declared cynics... but atleast - thank you for all the memories, and for the countless times you have offered a shoulder...
It is so strange how we met, and I know I hurt you by the choice I made back then, but looking back today - it is the best choice I have ever made. I remember clearly how I had to BEG and PLEAD for you to make an exception and keep our friendship standing, I don't know how I got it through your thick skull but I'm glad it did somehow!!! See, infatuation is just a phase... as friends we've lasted years now...
Of all the memories though, one I will never forget, whether it ever becomes tested or not, I remember asking you whether you would make a sacrifice for me as large to save me, if [something happened]... and I remember what you said... What [that guy] said that night...
Can't think of anyone else who would even contemplate such a thing. Somehow I know that you would keep to your word... A man of honor right? Hehehe... The rare breed.
Touched me pretty deep
Thank God for you :)
PS: Good guys don't finish last, believe me - someday you'll realise I'm right. Life cannot be that cruel.
Colourblinddddddd
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Pink fades to blue, spirals to green... fades purple...
Trippy...
My screen saver you idiot!
Jeez :P. I can't write a fucking thing here without some people 'fearing I turned to the dark side'. Oh get a life, there is a certain level to stupidity (although a very interesting thing it may be) that one should definitely concentrate on NOT exceeding.
Sigh...
I have so much work from Coll :S --> :( --> :'( ...
I'm thinking I should change my bloggie name to Mary Jane :P ; then I'll be really labelled as a pot head... a pot head with a potty mouth... stupid English slangs...
You notice how people don't use words that are more than two syllables long...What used to be an indication of education and intelligence; now is noted to be prudish, arrogand - you get labelled a SNOB for using proper language.
What if someone spoke in the finest Dhivehi prose?? With all the harubas and shit?? You'd think they were mad. Now the funny, intellectuals seem to speak in the lowest. scum of the earth kind of language simply to prove that they are people of the people. How silly... whats the point of all that education then? Where has the value of language gone to??? Where along the lines did the tables turn to sounding like an idiot making you cool???
The media player in my head is stuck on 'Save Tonight by Eye Eye Cherry' with 'No Woman No Cry - Jonathan Butler', 'Mary Jane Shoes - Fergie Ft Rita Marley', 'Snow -RHCP'... Yeah... Those songies... :)
Trippy...
My screen saver you idiot!
Jeez :P. I can't write a fucking thing here without some people 'fearing I turned to the dark side'. Oh get a life, there is a certain level to stupidity (although a very interesting thing it may be) that one should definitely concentrate on NOT exceeding.
Sigh...
I have so much work from Coll :S --> :( --> :'( ...
I'm thinking I should change my bloggie name to Mary Jane :P ; then I'll be really labelled as a pot head... a pot head with a potty mouth... stupid English slangs...
You notice how people don't use words that are more than two syllables long...What used to be an indication of education and intelligence; now is noted to be prudish, arrogand - you get labelled a SNOB for using proper language.
What if someone spoke in the finest Dhivehi prose?? With all the harubas and shit?? You'd think they were mad. Now the funny, intellectuals seem to speak in the lowest. scum of the earth kind of language simply to prove that they are people of the people. How silly... whats the point of all that education then? Where has the value of language gone to??? Where along the lines did the tables turn to sounding like an idiot making you cool???
The media player in my head is stuck on 'Save Tonight by Eye Eye Cherry' with 'No Woman No Cry - Jonathan Butler', 'Mary Jane Shoes - Fergie Ft Rita Marley', 'Snow -RHCP'... Yeah... Those songies... :)
Slightly Out Of Focus...
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I'm trying really hard not to concentrate on all the shit in my life.
Yet I hear all my friends talking about lotsa shit happening to them...
Sucks... Feel like I'm in a toilet bowl and every body's got the CHOLERA!
This is that weird point in life when you are really wondering what the heck you are doing. What is there to look forward to, you wonder. Lots you're told. But man... do I have a haaard time believing that... Everyday has becoming so fucking routine. I like hanging out with my friends, I don't have anything against college and all, but there's gotta be more than this? Is there?
If not, why the heck am I bothering with all of this anyway?
I just... GRRR I don't know, it's depressing enough to watch people you care about going through stuff, and just about everyone I know is. Makes me think too much. Am all pessimistic at the moment.
I swear, I'm giving off vibes so negative, its making my neighbors suicidal!
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I'm not a big FWD mail fan in fact I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize to all the friends who sent these sweet but seriously cheesy FWD mails, I did read and appreciate the thought before I deleted them :P.. seriously, there was no end to it thats why!!! But this part of this thing.. yeah, worth taking a note of :)
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. (and it's not even their fault most of the time - they are only human after all...)
You'll fight with your best friend. (sometimes a lot, sometimes not at all)
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. (it does happen and often you don't really realize how deep the scars go)
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. (probably more than once; for me at least...and you will thank God for the memories...)
Yet I hear all my friends talking about lotsa shit happening to them...
Sucks... Feel like I'm in a toilet bowl and every body's got the CHOLERA!
This is that weird point in life when you are really wondering what the heck you are doing. What is there to look forward to, you wonder. Lots you're told. But man... do I have a haaard time believing that... Everyday has becoming so fucking routine. I like hanging out with my friends, I don't have anything against college and all, but there's gotta be more than this? Is there?
If not, why the heck am I bothering with all of this anyway?
I just... GRRR I don't know, it's depressing enough to watch people you care about going through stuff, and just about everyone I know is. Makes me think too much. Am all pessimistic at the moment.
I swear, I'm giving off vibes so negative, its making my neighbors suicidal!
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I'm not a big FWD mail fan in fact I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize to all the friends who sent these sweet but seriously cheesy FWD mails, I did read and appreciate the thought before I deleted them :P.. seriously, there was no end to it thats why!!! But this part of this thing.. yeah, worth taking a note of :)
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. (and it's not even their fault most of the time - they are only human after all...)
You'll fight with your best friend. (sometimes a lot, sometimes not at all)
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. (it does happen and often you don't really realize how deep the scars go)
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. (probably more than once; for me at least...and you will thank God for the memories...)
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