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Something amazing

What should I write today? Something amazing...

Oh, the ruddy speakers on the PC have finally broken. No music. Gah - well, the radio's on so most of the time it's crappy music. Kiss FM, pas mal. Should switch to Absolute Radio. OMG - just switched to Radio Jackie, and Blue's One Love is on - don't really like that one - like Only Words I Know.

So tired. Was propositioned yesterday, the middle aged English man invited me up "for a cup of tea" - never thought that would happen to me. He wasn't creepy, was quite nice: it was possibly only creepy because he was so old. Was nice looking enough, but, no. Now if that young and delectable French, or the Irish or the Danish guy had invited me in.... oooh, la la! ;)

God, I need to get married. It's become wajib on me all over again. The 5-6 years in purgatory hell were a welcome respite, as far as sexual urges were concerned. Or, rather, intimacy urges. I'm not in it for just sex. I'm in it for the connection, the union and the merging of two halves of a Soul.

Travis: I know you didn't get run over. Please come get me already.

My heart keeps burning when I think of this. Like now. Never felt inside of my body this way. Burn, burn... yup, now it's gone onto the tummy.

Have headache. Should apply for job. Argh. Argh. I hate being on JSA. I hate it. No matter how good looking Vimul is: they will take away my one week's JSA.

Dieu, Aide-moi.

Rihanna feat. Eminem: Love the Way You Lie - good song. So is Ridin' Solo by Jason DeRulo

I miss being in control of myself.

Wait, is that even true? Control is an illusion.

Find this very true, hate being a maladaptive Four most days: http://www.enneagramspectrum.com/styles/style4.htm

Argh... stop procrastinating - take a shower at least, maybe even pray. Then work on SOMETHING!!!!!

Mind, unnumb. Self-love, come pouring forth...

I exist and am therefore special. I release the resistance to my self-love and self-worth. Tap, tap, tap....

xx

I LOVE YOU SUKAINA. YOU LIGHT UP MY LIFE.
I PICKED A RED, RED ROSE JUST FOR YOU.
I THINK YOU ARE VERY SEXY.

From Sukaina to Sukaina :)

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