Today I want to talk about 2 things. One, on how I have failed to be a spiritual being and on how short a time I have left before I leave for Melbourne in June.
I won’t take up much of your time I promise.
They call it a “spiritual self assessment’’ or ‘’ spiritual by choice’’, and this is what I need. When I was born into this sinful world of everything and grew up not knowing the level of irritation around me. Now I have come to realize that, people around me are somewhat a constant irritation. I love being by myself most time the time or doing what I want. But since we are all alone in this world. I do not want to be affected by these little and big irritations. So I want to love all your irritating specimens out there. So, I opted to be spiritual and to remain calm and neutral at all times, which is so difficult to practice with this and that. After my break in May, I would like to be slightly ahead of where I’am now. You must think I’am crazy. Well, the gods must be crazy and therefore I’am crazy. This is something for me. Critics say that I have elevated impartiality to a statement of belief by becoming this different person, or that I’am plain selfish or even off-tangent, claiming that this might not be right. Why, thank you very much, but I usually never listen to you anyway. What is clear is that the meaning of spirituality has changed for since a series of events and one in particular. So everyday I pray in the temple of the night to better myself and to love my enemies (does not help when you were sleeping with one) and to remain calm, for all this is just momentary drama.
Point no. 2. The best news of all. Who’s counting? I’am leaving! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee….and quite ill-prepared actually. On the face of things, I’am really happy to go. I could be a wee bit faint hearted about this. My whole new life. Just thinking about my new home, my new job, new people, new stuff and its all new! I like the sound if that. I will inform you, or even write another blog when its countdown to lift-off!! 10-9-8-7…….!! Not yet not yet. Hold it. But, it’s bit of a risky business, to go without a job, but this is no survivor episode, I’ll find my way around. My best friend Michelle, will support me, I know you will! She is the only that can read my silent inside stories.
Selfish quite of the day:
When I’am working, time is my most valuable asset. Please forgive me for not answering phone calls.
I’am not letting the music stop…so lets danceeeee…
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The 4th time I felt nauseas on Valentines Day- A few weeks back.
4 years ago, I threw up at the sight of some love struck puppy with flowers, prancing about the office and placing her perfectly arranged flowers on her desk and looks at it for a few seconds..looks around and sits smiling to herself….and 4 years now, I feel nauseas at the same sight.
Girl in front of me: Aiyohhh..my boy friend sooooo uselesssss oneee I tell you…sure no flowers he send me today….sure he forget today valentine day….so stupiddddd this guys
Me: Oh. Maybe he’ll send you, maybe he remembers. You never know?
Girl in front of me: No no NO..i know wan…I saw his face this morning….No flower for me today..
Me: I’ll buy you some?
GIFOM: No nelly no.
Aiyaaaa…I sooooo miserableeeeee
Me: Hmmmmm…
3 hours has passed….
A telephone call from the front desk…calling her…'You’ve got something come collect it at the front desk’.
Picture a hop, skip, jump and a prolonged tamed thrilled squeal while she waltzes to the front desk and a little bit of puke in my mouth all at the same time.
GIFOM: Ohhhhh..my stuuupiddd boyfriend…hehehahahahahahah….so sweetttttt ahhhh..i get flowerrrrr woooo…..stupid stupidddd babyyyy….
Me: Kill me kill me kill me kill me….
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I' am so mean. But I also have not updated in here for a while. Look at all of you. Writing away! :)
How may I offer my love to the world today, since it’s my favourite day of the week= Monday!
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The sexuality of four accountants during the day. Eat this playboy mag.
