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Reading: The Falls, Joyce Carol Oates.
Feeling: A little anxious, its that pre-exams period and I just think/feel/know that a lot rides on me doing well this time.
Made a friend at work, happy about that.
Tired of reading those blogs, looking for a new demographic to conquer.
Discovered this, what a load of laughs.
A friend is getting married tomorrow back at home….joy and great joy at that.
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
Resentment is weak and lowers your self-esteem.
Resentment or grudges do no harm to the person against whom you hold these feelings but every day and every night of your life, they are eating at you.
Norman Vincent Peale
You gave him an opportunity of showing greatness of character and he did not seize it. He will never forgive you for that.
one bad day…a little set back and then a burst of fun and enjoyment and then back to square one and the vicious cycle continues as such… I found out that a friend of mine is going back home this past weekend and for some reason I will really miss her though I’m sure we shall continue to talk just as often…I pray!
In your heart have you ever been happy but something keeps cutting and leaving you cold inside?
You left and I cried
I pulled away and inside I died
I’m feeling quite despondent at this point in time- I want to go home and lie down and have my Mummy rub my head and tell me that it will be all ok,even when I know it might not be. I want release, I need it,I crave it- false affirmation right now couldn’t be better you know! Its too much for a little girl you know!
In BSF, we are doing the study of Christ’s last week and this week, was the bit where HE goes into the garden to pray just before HE goes to be killed for you and I. At the point where HE says HE is so filled with sorrow unto the point of death- I wondered to myself what was God doing at that point in Heaven? Did HE cry, Did HE look, what did HE feel, you know? The agony of it all and the pain as a parent.. Yikes
This Saturday is World Homophobic Awareness Day or something like that! Before coming to SA, this would have been a joke but not any more…. This classmate of mine that I was so sure is a man, a small man with a soft voice but one nevertheless, then one day he gives his name as Regina something or other! shock! I honestly wanted for the ground to open me up.