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I think I can do some of these later. It’s my new boredom/bad mood ass kicker. I ask myself what I would really rather be doing and try real hard to do it. It’s not 100% effective but it is much better than doing nothing. You might also like
CRISTINA: “There’s a club. The Dead Dads Club. And you can’t be in it until you’re in it. You can try to understand, you can sympathize. But until you feel that loss… My dad died when I was nine. George, I’m really sorry you had to join the club.” From Grey’s Anatomy You might also like
I turn on some music (Omar Faruk Tekbilek – One Truth Album), take out the coldest Diet Pepsi in the fridge and close my eyes and am amazingly moved to a different place in the world. My own world, where I don’t change diapers, where I still have a high rolling career and where the breeze is fresh and the sun shines softly and you can hear the waves in the background. You might also like
I realized that 90% of my life is in the virtual world. My job is in another country hundreds of miles away, so are my friends and my family. I live for email, sms and other forms of electronic communication. I feel happy when I see that my inbox is not empty and get depressed when I hit the refresh button and it stares me in the face “0 new messages”. I check my mobile phone a hundred times a day to make sure that I have not missed calls or messages. It is sad isn’t it? But then I think again, what if I were in a country all alone and had none of these forms of communication and realize I am grateful. I am thankful that I can call my family using Skype, that I can chat for hours with my mum on Google Talk and not worry about a phone bill, that I have a job that is flexible enough for me to be able to work in a different country and time zone. I miss my tribe, I miss everyone terribly, I miss the little things, the nonsense, the silly outings, the morning coffee break with my friends at work, the annoying inability to park anywhere near work and having to walk 10 minutes from my car to the office, I miss being able to drive, I miss my best friend of 10 years who also happened to work in the cubicle next to me, I miss my sister; who by complete chance used to work in a different company but in the same building. I miss my mother waking me up at dawn to pray and then to share a morning nescafe in bed to talk and gossip and laugh loudly until my sister woke up and got mad at us for being so loud. I miss the fact that I am pregnant and all the people that I wanted to share it with are so far away. I miss the fact that the grocery nearest to the house not only knew me by name but also knew my entire family too. I hate the fact that I know when the home phone rings it is never for me, I hate the fact that I can’t jump into my car and drive fast enough an leave any worries on the tarmac behind me. And then I think again, I am grateful and thankful for family and friends who even though I am so far away still care and love me, who find the time in their busy schedules to make sure I am ok, for the long distance phone calls that make my day most wonderful, for the tidbits of gossip that still make me feel a part of their lives, for calling me when they need to share news, or laugh or even (God forbid) cry. I am grateful for the little girl on the way who has no idea that waiting for her is the sweetest thing on earth, and that Mummy and Daddy really can’t wait to see her, hold her and spoil her rotten. I apologize for being so personal and sad in this post, but I guess I needed to let off some steam. You might also like
Last week we were driving by and saw a car burst into flames and in seconds the firetrucks were there and put it all out. It really is hot here. You might also like
I feel sorry for the little girls who are growing up in this day and age. I am not a TV person at all but I’ve been recently hooked on Ugly Betty, and when you think about it how much do we really think about appearances in life. It seems to me that everything is about how it looks. I remember seeing the Dove Evolution ad and thinking year, our perception of beauty really is warped, and then saw this ad on eating disorders And then yesterday a scary documentary on the size double zero models. As if a size zero is not freaky enough. I am not fat but I was never thin in my life I’ve always fluctuated between average and “could loose a few pounds” but going shopping now makes me feel “must loose a hundred pounds” every time. Everything is designed to fit super thin women and look good on only them. I would love to think women are mature enough to ignore this kind of negative affirmations, but unfortunately even the most intelligent women get sucked in. And then you have the latest craze of beauty pageants in Egypt and the music videos with too good to be true measurements. Ok, I understand the sensationalism behind it, I get it, I really do. What I don’t get, is where are all the smart and amazingly interesting and successful women? Instead of thinkers, philosophers and scientists young girls are all becoming little model wannabes. As human being we need balance to live, once that balance is disturbed everything becomes lopsided. Fashion and beauty and looking good will always be a part of any girl’s life, we are what we are and we love to look great but should it really be everything? You might also like
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