Mittwoch, 31. Dezember 2008
Recipe for a Happy New Year
Take twelve fine, full-grown months; see that these are thoroughly free from old memories of bitterness, rancor and hate, cleanse them completely from every clinging spite; pick off all specks of pettiness and littleness; in short, see that these months are freed from all the past—have them fresh and clean as when they first came from the great storehouse of Time. Cut these months into thirty or thirty-one equal parts. Do not attempt to make up the whole batch at one time (so many persons spoil the entire lot this way) but prepare one day at a time.
Into each day put equal parts of faith, patience, courage, work (some people omit this ingredient and so spoil the flavor of the rest), hope, fidelity, liberality, kindness, rest (leaving this out is like leaving the oil out of the salad dressing— don’t do it), prayer, meditation, and one well-selected resolution. Put in about one teaspoonful of good spirits, a dash of fun, a pinch of folly, a sprinkling of play, and a heaping cupful of good humor.
Mittwoch, 24. Dezember 2008
X-mas
First of all:
Merry Christmas! :)
Today I even got a Christmas Card from my mother ... She doesn't understand why I threw her out of my life, but she wishes me merry christmas and that I'm happy and bla bla bla. Understanding was never her olympic discipline ... Don't really know how to react or if I should react at all.
I phoned with my Grandma then. It's kind of weird. She will visit my mothers house like every year, as my uncle and his girlfriend do. They will have dinner together and then my mum will go in the living room and will put some music on (Roy Black - Christmas CD). Then she will ring the bell and everybody will enter the room. They will all stand in front of the christmas tree and will sing or pretend to sing or just listen to the music. Grandma will cry cause she misses my Grandpa. After that they will all sit down on the couch. and my mother will give the first gift to my youngest sister. she will get her gifts one after the other. then the next oldest person gets her gifts the same way. and so it goes on.
I can't really believe that I won't be there tonight ...
Sonntag, 21. Dezember 2008
Freitag, 12. Dezember 2008
Thoughts
I posted the following as a comment on this blog entry.
Sometimes it's just a few words that makes the donut inedible or a little argument or a little disagreement. And you get thrown away. If this is just or not, it doesn't matter. It happens every day and every single one of us.
Sometimes it takes a bit more. I'm not sure what my father would do when I was gay. He wouldn't be happy, that's for sure. Would he throw me away?
What would it take for a mother to throw her daughter away? Minor flaws? Huge fights and arguments?
What would it take for me to throw the people I love away? What if I do that and then regret it? Can I pick them out of the bin? And will that relationship still taste the same?
Sometimes it's just a few words that makes the donut inedible or a little argument or a little disagreement. And you get thrown away. If this is just or not, it doesn't matter. It happens every day and every single one of us.
Sometimes it takes a bit more. I'm not sure what my father would do when I was gay. He wouldn't be happy, that's for sure. Would he throw me away?
What would it take for a mother to throw her daughter away? Minor flaws? Huge fights and arguments?
What would it take for me to throw the people I love away? What if I do that and then regret it? Can I pick them out of the bin? And will that relationship still taste the same?
Montag, 8. Dezember 2008
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!
My best friend Steph got herself a tongue piercing today. I just can't let her be on her own *sigh* she always gets stupid ideas :D
I didn't see it yet but I will, Friday, we'll have dinner together. IF she'll be able to eat at all :D
I want my book. Thalia fuck you, I want my book *whining*
I didn't see it yet but I will, Friday, we'll have dinner together. IF she'll be able to eat at all :D
I want my book. Thalia fuck you, I want my book *whining*
Sonntag, 7. Dezember 2008
Mittwoch, 3. Dezember 2008
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