just when the world says, "give up,"
Hope whispErs, " try it 1 more time."
wEll. dis hardy SoldiEr hEre iS nT abt tO givE up juS yet. n tHe quotE was merely a figuRe of spEech. tHE wOrld din ask mi TO give up...at lEast MY world din.
MY world, in Fact
tOld me tHE same thing Hope did. and rEna is hAppy tO have thOse pple in hEr life.
Well. i'm Nt goiNg tO be upSet ovEr wadEver. Cos wadEver isn't ovEr yet. it's perhAps tHe onli 1 tiny aspEct in my liFe dat isn't gOing smoOthly..wEll..
if tHe ride's sMooth, dIs isN't life rite?
Life's tHe art of dRawin w/o an ErasEr.
jus Dis tiMe perhaps. My uSually-niCe-cutE-n-nEat dRawings havE takEn a tuRn fOr the wOrse..all i hAve tO dO nw is try TO ChangE tHE miStakE into anOthEr art FoRm. LoOk at things From a diFferent aspEct n VOLIA!
ABSTRACT.
guEss wHo's my tEachEr in dat fiEld? u'll nEva guEss. imagInE a whiRlpool of god-nOes-wad-tHe-hEll-is-dat sCribbly ScrawNy patChes of blAck ink On a piEce of papEr. YES. it's actuallie HANDWRITTING. surpRised? dat pErson in my humble opinion hAs attAined tHe ultimate fOrm of ABstract-iSm. try n bEat dat.
but y kant i jus hElp bEing upset? n fOr thOse whO dun noe.
wantin tO cry but NOT being able to SUX BIG TIME.
WE hate it. dIs rubbish fEelin.
let's Walk in The rain togEthEr dEars. cryin cAn rEallie mAke pple fEel better. cos
PerhAps wE neEd to Wash Our eyEs witH tEars onCe in a While, sO dAt wE can viEw lifE wiTh a clEareR viEw.
n REALLIE. cryin mAKes pple fEel betTer. Oh hOw many times must i rEpEat mysElf.
anOtheR little ovEr-thE-countEr pRescriptiOn fOr sadnEss, disappOintmEnts n loss
ICE-CREAM N CHOCOLATES
n Not onli can dEy lift ur spIrits, dEy dO a AmazinG jOb tiPping The weighin ScalE tOo.
dun call mE a gluttOn. i'm an [ explorer of food ]
OHOHOHOHOHOHH...
WOmEn of THe world. dO wad We alWays dO bEst.
SHOP.
dat is DEFINITELY more effectivE than a psycHiatriSt.
but erm.
try nOt tO think Of bills. evErything will bE finE. dat is. till End of tHe mOntH.
WHY. are tHE pple ard mE hAVin similAr prOblems? diffErent frOm me but..oh well..i'll Fret tOo if i'm caugHt in Such a dilEmma.
GERS. wE thinK tOo much SometimEs.
i nOe hw hurtfUl it iS tO hAve tO hAve tO cloSe ur eyEs tO thinGs u Dun wannA sEe but bEing unaBle tO clOse ur hEart tO wad u Dun Wanna FeEl.
yEs. love is heaven but hurts like hell. Wad an irOny.
sO pplE afrAid tO love aRe liviN on Earth. thinkIn oF wheTher wE shld put oursElves in a lifE of hEll jus tO hAve dAt glimpsE of hEaven.
willIam sHakespEar onCe said tHat lovE is a smOke FumEd by sigHs.
"haiX", tHe no. of timEs i'vE hEard dAt is enuFf tO plant 1000 wRinklEs on me.
pErhaps part of loving is Letting gO. dat bEats tHe difficulty Of watchin tHe one u lurve, lurvE some1 elSe. n cry cOs u're fOrced tO smilE n say "i'm happy fOr u".
a cOnclusiOn, i say, is tHe part whEre u get tiRed of thinkiN.
n with dis i sign my nAme.
_explorEr Of fOod_
TIp of tHE day
put "snacking" at tHE top of ur tO-dO-list todae.
dat way..at lEast u'll get 1 thing dOne.
|*RENA GIVES U A HUGGIE. u noe who u are. MY huggs wOrk wondErs tOo.*|