“Make declarative sentences from these words,” declares Mr. Golden
1. contains a universe
2. sand, concrete, horizon
3. I dream
4. blue, clear
My brain contains a universe
I dream in Spanish of white sand beaches
The ground I walk on is hard concrete
but between the tall buildings, on a clear day,
I can still see the blue horizon.
“Maria, you are a poet,” declares Mr. Golden
~Judith Ortiz Cofer
Why do people seem to assume that I am the one with the issue(s) and that my outlook on life is truly xyz just from a random thought? A random thought that may not necessarily be mine. Sometimes I feel that I could be perceived as such a negative person from what I write. Your thoughts?
You are right, sometimes you can be perceived as a negative person.
From what you write, people can also draw that you are very artistic, you love poetry, you hate people, you love your land and you really want to do something about it, and above all, you love yourself.
I think you look at life tooo closely. You easily get deeply involved into some things which many people will just let go. And it is very true to an extend that you think [the] world revolves around you. (I know you are mad at me for saying all this).
But if you ask for my opinion, I just like you the way you are! :)
Enjoy life!
What makes you certain that I am mad at you for saying all this?
I was certain because I would be mad if someone would say that about me (that I just think about myself, in a way), you know. So I thought you would be mad too :)
I don’t know why we know the right thing to do but continue to do the opposite, sometimes. I guess it’s the fact that we let our feelings guide us. you know what? it’s not necessarily feelings . They should find a word for that thing that makes us do something that is known to be wrong. sometimes it’s a belief or a feeling or something we cannot describe …said someone 3am btitfalsaf.
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it’s the devil within …that’s what it’s called said me!
(I swear I thought I had a category called ‘WHATeverrrr”)
I know there is something I have to do …I just forgot what it is. sometimes I have that problem. I forget. although some may consider forgetfulness a blessing in some way or another. but whatever.
and today, like everyday, I will forget where I parked my car this morning …
and, like almost every day, I will take my shoes off once I get inside it and will drive barefoot. I like that feeling.
and, like every night, I will brush my teeth before I go to sleep.
and, like every night, I will feel like having milk* right before going to sleep and just right after brushing my teeth. but I won’t.
and, I will make sure my alarm is set. and I will set my phone to silent
and, like every night, I will reflect on today.
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*milk: used instead since my little nieces and nephews visit my site.
C R A V I N G S You know that feeling of wanting to passionately taste something despite knowing that you cannot fully have it? You know that you cannot have it and that it will never be yours, but you feel this sensation of wanting to just have a quick taste of it? Even if it’s just a sample..a trial version of ‘it’ to sort of fulfill that craving of wanting it? Well, I don’t know why…but I kinda like this feeling… (I wrote this here last Feb and I still kinda like this feeling, along with the feeling of peeing after holding it in for some busy 7+ hours… reminds me of what I once described the feeling of being at the gun range after a friend asked how liberating it felt: actually, never mind. maybe later.)
Hilarious, no? She was emailing some guy in Spain today named Jesus. “I was like Good day Jesus…hahahahahahaha” I also let a big laugh out … that was hilarious, I thought… ” I was about to say send my regards to God. It was weird. seriously. He should consider renaming himself to something else. someone a little low profile, like Noah” hahaha :D
What did I mean? I would do the impossible to figure out what I meant by CTOAT when I chose it as a title. seriously, I know it meant something at the time… an acronym … cannot remember…and I think I want to remember. Rihab, if you’re reading this and you remember, then let me know.
Being me. me: beesan, your kids have to stop reading my site…I feel like I cannot be myself anymore. Beesan: yourself doesn’t have to be graphic as usual
Rihab: why can’t you be yourself? let them get to know their wacky aunt
Shallow Obsessions shoes, perfume, my eyebrows, avocados, seafood
By the way, I am starting to get sick of the fake message behind the ‘art.’ bekkaffi ya! (means enough, eh!)
you are not fat… in fact, you’re sickeningly skinny. you’re bones. no curves. nothing. you’re just sticks. and that’s gross. I haven’t hated in a while, so I’m here to hate skinny people who always, and i mean, ALWAYS are complaining about their weight. oh, I have to lose weight.! Oh I am fat! oh my butt is too big! oh, my belly is huge! oh, I should go on a diet! bla. bla. bla.
oh, I have an idea.. why don’t you make it a daily afternoon and midnight habit to order a f***ing quarter pounder with extra cheese, ok?! maybe then you’ll stop looking like a toothpick!
I don’t know about all those people out there …but I am the type who prefers the J Lo look to the Olive Oyle look, you know!
(p.s. I don’t think I’ve ever complained about my weight on this site. at least I hope not! haha! but I do have an obsession with one body part of mine!)
- I hate T-mobile’s exchange policy … I don’t like receiving refurbished phones…you spend 300$+ on a phone only to have something go wrong few months later, which of course forces you to send it back, for which you get a used phone that - in most cases - turns out to have a defect in it … and the cycle continues…
- If I am to base my opinion off my personal experience with the few French people I’ve met so far, I’d say that the whole nation is the epitome of rude. (another thing, French women aren’t that pretty either! my personal opinion of course )
- How do people measure ‘excellent’ and ‘oh so good’… people continue to suggest ‘excellent’ and ‘oh so good’ places to dine in … and when I go, I’m totally disgusted. Seriously, by what measure? (same measure as my opinion of French women, perhaps? ;)
- What’s considered ‘too much work’ and ’swamped with work’?
- Why do they tend to forget to reset my maintenance alerts every time I go for an oil change? It’s annoying!
- I HATE ,hate, hate, absolutely hate snakes. The sight of one makes me pee in my pants (literally!)
- I love cilantro!
The other day, as I was waiting for Finkelstein to begin his speech, a note taped to the back of a chair in front of me grabbed my attention. I leaned forward and (out of thrill and curiosity) snatched the note and began reading … “In a world where a book is judged by its cover, what would yours say?”
In light of the most recent events in… yes! Gaza, I was just wondering how Victory is defined …
Anybody?
Thanks in advance,
-Iman.
Reading Zait o Za3tar’s comment kinda makes me wonder why some (i.e., Palestinians) were destined to be occupied, oppressed, humiliated …
why some (over 1 billion people) were destined to be poor …
The notion - which some would/do argue - of live miserably (while maintaining your faith) in this temporary world so you can enjoy the forever and eternal hereafter sometimes doesn’t make much sense to me!
I love singing. I do it for myself. Actually it helped me a lot in building my self-esteem. It’s a long story, but what’s important here is that I just love singing. I think it’s amazing to be able to do things in your life that you enjoy and love and find yourself into. But that’s all. I don’t want to be labeled as a singer or anything. Seriously I wouldn’t want to. I am not taking the whole thing seriously, if I do it wont be fun anymore…if you know what I mean said a friend when I asked her if she would ever consider going public with her songs/music.
What do you find yourself (with)in…
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