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Jabroni. The conversation is about a photo he uploaded about his crappy video games :P Argh. And his username for the video games? manu100001 ARGH! HOW unoriginal and lame. I'm even lamer for posting this :P   I think what really pisses me off is the fact he's living his life - completey and entirely UNCHANGED! And he was completely wrong for me and I f ell for the dumbass. And he doesn't even acknowledge my existence. Or that I am too cool for him. Grumble grumble. I am worth more than this crap. I really need to get a life. At least I did yoga today! Jabroni is as jabroni does. He's the jabroni. http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Jabroni&defid=1184851   Younes Sermah haha damn i wasnt there to steal ur kills!! wait i have a pic of my own to upload.. Monday at 13:48 · 1 Imran Lakha You jabroni, lol. Steal my kills... Mate If I had the correct killstreaks then it could have been more... Monday at 13:53 Younes Sermah ‎:D haha yeah yeah that...

There have been two 90s songs that have randomly come up into my consciousness over the past two weeks. Damned good songs. I miss the 90s! I was a kid and thought everything would work out like in the movies :) Missing - Everything but the Girl Embedding not allowed :P Would have been a nice soundtrack to my life a year ago teehee. Thank goodness I am over him. I'm just angry at either him, myself or God that I fell in love with a guy who is a stranger and I have nothing in common with and is not even worth it :P Grumble. Overeating as a result perhaps. I dunno. My emotional memory is becoming short, though. I can't remember things from a a month ago - emotionally. It's a good thing, I'm letting go of old, stuck emotions and being present to what is. In theory. Second song. I love that r&b beat. Just a few songs, of which this is one. The perosn who wrote this song is genius... strumming my pain with his fingers, telling my life with his words... class! ...

I've loved this song for a year but only have just read the lyrics, after sending the song to Tazeen - they're quite intense :) Into The Sun Lyrics Lifehouse Send "Into The Sun" Ringtones to Cell it`s been a while since You last saw me one brakes down and the other one fades These eyes can see the days break Too late for the other's mistakes Sit down laugh thinking what have we done Let me inside Is it all over before it's begun Please give me some time Cause we are running into the sun Getting close to something into the sun You know that we're falling We're falling back into the sun I never meant to let you go Why did I leave maybe we'll never know But I'm a man now broken on the ground I'm in need and I think that it shows All this time we're going nowhere and we know it I was so blind All the lights are leading to where you're going I'm not far behind And now we're running into the...

Sukaina, can you please remember that!!! This is 31st October 2011, NOT 31st October 2010. Re-reading blog posts from last year will of course open up the scabs and make you weep because you feel unlovable, undesirable. And, no, you're not magically getting your phone back after an entire year. Life doesn't work like that.  Worrying about each and every one of your friends isn't really going to change anything for yourself or for them, for the better at least. You're making yourself more sick. Shift this situation. Write here if you must, but then take your shower and then pray and meditate and then go to Wimbledon and finish off the forms. You can buy another chocolate if you like, I don't care. Do anything it takes to bring the joy back into your life. Get back to reality. The joy isn't lost - it's there somewhere. Find it from within. So the music hasn't helped, Dua Iftetah hasn't helped and you don't want to do another energ...

... how can such vile words come off my tongue to easily and such hatred still be inside of me for this man whom they say is my father? I thought I'd gotten better. Apparently not. If I could, if the roles were reversed, I think I would be as uncharitable to him as he is to me now. Eff. Unless it's just my period and my ill health and general frustration making me spew such hatred. But it wouldn't come out if it wasn't there, wasn't real. How much longer do I need to suffer this? And pretend to be a good person, trying to help and heal everyone when I cannot learn my biggest lesson: him and then the rest of my family? Talking to my mother, told her about some random old friend with whom I am no longer in contact and told her that I'm changing so much that so many people are leaving my life and I am replacing them with people who are intellectually and spiritually more aligned with me and that why on Earth would I want people around me who make me fee...

Sometimes you're so physically sick and exhausted that even a blog post is impossible, let alone finishing off work - this better have some Divine plan for the highest good. Sometimes you ask the wrong person for help and the person who you were afraid to speak to, comes through for you. Sometimes you feel so sick that no amount of energy healing is working today. Sometimes you want people to come to your house and then you realise there's no one here to do that. Sometimes you really want something tasty and spicy and wish you'd bought though spicy desi snacks instead of exercising self-control. Sometimes you get really sick that you feel really restless and can't think how to shift it. Sometimes you really like a song, it slides inside you and off of you in smoooooothness - but you still feel sick and miserable. Sometime you wish you had a man who loved you so he could cuddle you right now and make you feel sexy, even though you're on your period an...

I'm going to see if the poem comes out; if it doesn't that's okay My quest for recognition through the other blog has begun to leave a sour taste in my mouth Especially after yesterday's blog I guess I can take a break, if I'm meant to get a job or fame on that basis, there's enough on it for now - but it really wasn't a quest, not all of it, some of it just came out and had to be published *sigh* why do I sound like a freak when I say these things? I've lost it, yesterday I completely lost it and I really dislike that hysterical person, that shadow, the not in control childish, bothered by everything person - why? Because she is the reason why people run away - she is the shadow of who I was last year, she's the saddo who still remembers dates and then repeats them to dear yet abused friends on the phone (yes, Ash, you!) or writes them on the blog Do you wanna know today's date? The text he sent me saying he missed speaking to me and w...