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Reality Television

2010-11-01T06:12:00.001-07:00

Is reality television a negative reflection of deteriorating values in society or can it sometimes be a force for social good that challenges stereotypes and negative assumptions?

Explore your personal response to construct an argument for and against the reality genre format/consider genres and sub/hybrids genres and use specific examples to back up your arguments; Aim for 1000 words

Reality television has been appreciated by some, and criticized by others. It can be criticized and appreciated in many ways.

As a nation, we love television. People who don’t watch television seem to be the exception, not the norm. We also seem to love reality television, and the concept of reality TV has expanded beyond the simple drama. There are reality television shows that resemble game shows. In others, people win a prize or get to pursue their dreams such as becoming a fashion designer, chef, or interior decorator. Some of us have dreams in being part of a reality show. Others just love to watch reality television. What is it about this type of program that captivates people?
Perhaps it is the sense that the people on the television are doing something excited. Reality television appears to our sense of adventure. Shows like “Survivor” make us feel like we are watching people do something dangerous and intriguing. That show has the perfect balance of adventure, intrigue and drama, These shows make us feel superior because they are humorous and we feel as if we are in control of the program by watching it and voting through our mobile phones. Other shows make us dream. We watch others get to live their dreams of becoming things. Some desire to be fashion designers. Others dream of marrying someone rich. And still some of us dream of finding love. And still others desire to become dancers, executives, singers, etc. Whatever our personal dreams and desires are, there is probably a reality show out there that we can appeal to that.

However, it is not as simple as that. Many reality tv shows, especially the hybrid programs like, Reality-Talent or Reality-Game can be very dark and insulting. Some create stereotypes and racism and can offend a major part of society or culture. But why are these hybrids so important and have such high ratings? Maybe because everyone has the guilty pleasure of watching others ridicule themselves to the whole audience. It gives us a sense of power and control, or even gives us confidence and security. Reality television is a genre of television that presents supposedly unscripted dramatic or humorous situations, documents actual events, and usually features ordinary people instead of professional actors.
When I say ordinary people, I am afraid I mean it in every sense of the word. The genre has existed in some form or another since the early years of television (primarily with game shows), but has expanded significantly since the series Big Brother first aired in 1999.
Unscripted reality TV has amused surprised and offended millions of viewers through the years. As time changed, so did the contents of the programs, let me explain it to you in greater detail. There's a lot of really stupid ideas out there in the vast expanse of the TV universe and most of them revolve around the so called "reality" TV shows. Next time anything happens in your real life that's similar to anything you see on reality TV, please let me know. TV producers worldwide realized rather early on that "reality" got pretty boring, pretty fast, thus they decided to change the reality TV to something...

There is definitely a reality television subculture, and the networks seem to exploit them. Since we enjoy this type of programming so much, why not overload us with as many reality shows that we can tolerate? This has also caused another subculture. These are the ones that don´t understand the subculture and fail to realize what the charm to these types of shows is. They prefer to go out and live instead of watch others do that. And still, there are those who will watch reality programming but they don´t crave it. To these people it is simply entertaining. They don´t wish they were the ones on television, and they certainly have exciting enough lives.
Reality television has certainly had great negative effects on the societies.

These effects may include: Setting bad examples on people especially children, females can be influenced by some of the characters on reality TV, and people may get hooked on it.
There are so many TV programs related to reality that sets a bad example on people especially children. One effect may be that children tend to pick up acts that they see on television.

If you notice, when you see a child watching cartoons or whatever they usually watch, they begin to pick up the lines that the characters are saying and what they are doing. That is how a child a child learns how to develop their learning in grammar and speech. They also tend to learn things from parents, people around them, and what goes on outside. So from all of these details, a person can tell that a child can pick up things from reality TV. Another effect is that children begin to show bad behaviors like fighting, using vulgarity. For example, on a reality TV show that airs on MTV called “The Real World”, most of the roommates fight a lot and use bad language over the most stupid and unnecessary things due to either misunderstanding or high intake of alcohol.
A second effect may be that females, especially young teens and even adult women can be unconsciously projected by these television shows as objects and can be seen as degrading people. They are often seen in sexual content and nude scenes have also caused a large impact on female dignity.

I conclude that reality television has brought the world some positive points, giving us a slight sense of control and power, rising up our confidence. However, it has done this through the wrong parameters, Mocking innocent and attention seeking individuals that put themselves out on the world-wide television. It has brought out the worst in humanity.

2010-08-05T15:59:00.000-07:00

i will love you forever and ever sean.
sorry

2010-07-20T17:40:00.001-07:00

Anger, Jealousy, Bitterness, Tiredness, Hope, Lust, Love. Its everywhere

2010-06-30T17:21:00.000-07:00

i lost something i cant replace. and i want it back, just how it was a year ago.

2010-06-09T08:02:00.000-07:00

goodbye dear blog

2010-06-08T16:00:00.000-07:00

I can forget about everything if you want me to. but why should we do that? is it worth it? after everything we went through together. I can't stand being treated like some girl you know, because its not like that. i want to feel special again, i want to be wanted. I make you feel special by simple things. It seems like you forgot how to make me feel special. it hurts like hell. But its useless because you dont take in consideration my feelings. So this is the last time im writting on my blog, not for ever. For a while.

...Goodbye

2010-06-05T06:14:00.000-07:00

the only way i can get through you is when you read my blog. I try so hard to talk to you, but it leads to an argument. Im sorry if im so bitter, but you cant expect me to sit back and watch you find someone else. It kills me. You dont understand this because you obviously dont feel the same back, you want to have fun and have the best summer. I understand, but next time think of it before you get into a relationship. I love you so much, and this means i'll let you dicide what you want... I promised you i wouldnt stop talking to you, but your doing it to me.
goodbye

Young hearts burst open wounds bleed fresh

2010-05-30T09:15:00.000-07:00

I don’t mean to close the door, but for the record my heart is sore. You blew through me like bullet holes, and left stains on my sheets and stains on my soul.

Change.

2010-05-13T06:20:00.000-07:00

It's like my head was emptied.Completly. Idon't know what to do anymore...I used to have all my answers, and i used to know what i wanted. A part of me wants you to fight for me, and another part wants just to forget you. I have no idea what im giong to do... Ive never been so confused until now. I need you to prove me its worth getting back. I can't get hurt anymore because of you, it kills me...
I dont know what happened to me

Love syrup

2010-05-04T09:43:00.001-07:00

Time flies softly like a dragonfly. It flows into the wind of emotions, like a fresh alpine river, and my heart sinks like a ship, full of promises and tremor. My hands shake like a rough earthquake when my phone vibrates and your name pops up. When i lay in bed, my heart thumps violently like a volcano ready to errupt hysterically.
I have become a night person. My brain does not switch off, nor enters into REM sleep. I am awake like an owl, viciously searching for my prey... Ready to take off any second 3.2.1..

all i know is that...

2010-04-24T12:28:00.001-07:00

the rain brings back so many memories.Flashbacks.Dejá vu. Its so melancholic sitting in my room after a long night, and asking myself why you didnt stay with me? well, i guess you didnt want to. I dont understand the male brain, never did, never will. Sometimes i ask myself why. I guess thats just another life dilemma. However, i couldnt of had a saddest party. Its pretty funny, because all my friends were there, but you? you were there, but not as present as i wished you were. My mind is running in circles, pointless circles. Because i wont know the answer.

I dont want to feel used, i dont want to accept it. Although i've considered it. I dont want to look at you, and ask my self "why?".

I want to be with you, just like before. I want to sit with you, and talk for hours. I want you to comfort me and tell me everything is going to be ok. I want to be loved. I want you to tell me if you do. I wish i could back. I wish i was your favourite girl. I wish i was your favourite style. And i wish you couldnt figure me out.

i wish you held my hand when I was U.P.S.E.T

im so fucking tired of writting about you, and love

2010-04-20T14:14:00.000-07:00

i can't write my feelings here anymore. Because there is nothing to write. Im completly blank

2010-04-15T10:24:00.000-07:00

if you love someone, you want to be with them. No matter what, you'd give everything to see them. I know i've done more than enough, and if its meant to be, things will go back. I've done what i could, now its not me that has to put things back how they were x

2010-04-08T16:12:00.000-07:00

Back, back, back. How fucking far back do you go? fucking hell. i can't believe after everything it just finishes like this. I can't imagine myself without you, especially Sunday mornings when i used to go to your house and cuddle in bed with you and make love to you. I hate it like this. i hate having to accept the fact that you will be meeting other girls, and have intimate moments with them. I hate it that we don't have those moments any more. I want you to hold me and tell me everything is going to be okay, just like before. i want you to want me back, so bad. I wish i could kiss you, and hug you. But i can't. I can't. But other girls can. That hurts me so bad you can't imagine.

I can go far back, when you used to come to my house every day after school, and we used to hang out. It was perfect.

I can't live this way. It feels like my heart has been ripped out from me and crumbled into millions of pieces.

Now i look back, and i remember the stupid fights we had. I wish i could go back, and make things better. Because now i miss it all...And the times we used to all go to the marina, and hang out. The time when we used to go that garden behind Normandia, and make love on the grass. The time when i cooked you your favourite cookies at Christmas?

What about the times where i sneaked out to sleep over at your house?

If i could go back, i would do it all again.

I wish in was enough for you. I wish i could of done things diferently... I wish people believed when i tell them you love me. I wish people didnt judge the whole time... I wish you were still in my school.

Why the hell did this have to happen? i can't believe it yet. I still think your mine. I wish i could fall into a black whole and disappear forever. If only my life could be more like the movies. I've been dedicating so much time for everything, and it was useless. For example, this blog. Which NOBODY reads. i dont care about anything anymore. Let it be. WHat ever comes comes, i can't be bothered. im going to let myself go. im so tired of my fuckign school, friends, parents. i can't take this anymore. Your love made me so fragile. I wasnt like this before meeting you. It brought be so much insanity. But its not your fault. Nor mine. Its love. It makes people crazy...when i heard that i never believed it, but its true. it really does. It gives me so much pleasure seeing you, and being with you. But at the same time, its tearing me apart slowly. Its like someone punched me in the gut when those unpleasent words came out of your mouth. I dont know what im gonna do. I have no idea what lifes gonna bring me. And honestly i dont care anymore. It doesnt even matter, because without you nothing matters anymore.

I just want to be with you... it makes me feel myself again.

Everything in my room, yes because i've spent my Easter holidays locked in my room most of the time, everything reminds me of you. I can't leave the house bc i look out of the car window, i realize that every street we walked, we walked holding hands. When i look at you, i have flash backs of us laughing,arguing,making love, hugging,kissing...

whats the use of saying i love you?(AGAIN)? none. But i'll still say it, because hiding it would be the stupidest thing i could ever do.

I love you with all my heart

2010-04-03T07:59:00.000-07:00

you need me less than i need you

2010-04-03T07:58:00.000-07:00

i can't be without you. it hurts too much.

is there anyone who actually cares?

2010-03-31T14:46:00.000-07:00

i've discovered recently that i suffer from anxiety. Every little thing makes me anxious and stressed out. Also paranoid. I'm trying to learn how to control this, but i find it harder and harder. The worst is, when im alone. I seem to get these anxious attacks, where i clench my jaw, and bite me nails... But it doesn't even matter writing this, because no one even cares. So im starting to deal with it. Everyone is too fucked up to care about other people. The only person who i want to care and make things better for me, is the first one to forget about me.So theres no point talking to anyone about this, except for my blog. I know that here, i wont be judged, shouted at.I dont understand how everyone became so selfish...

your faithful, sara

Melancholic Subway

2010-03-25T11:47:00.000-07:00

I nervously sat. my pupils caressed every unknown face on the sub. suddenly a thin man dragged by, with a metallic stick and a spoon tapping it in a melancholic rhythm. And shouting to the beat; "These messed up people, slaves of society

run through the subway with anxiety,

secretly wishing they were free

like me,

i have nothing to give, nor nothing to lose

so i refuse to be like you"

His voice was harsh, secure and fearless. His bony face glared at nothing. His blind eyes reflected every bitter person's face. For a blind man, he's aware of everything. For a blind man, he sees alot. Probably sees more than any influenced person in this tube. He carried his routine to every tube in the city, trying to start and impossible revolution to in this brainwashed world

Nightmare

2010-03-07T07:49:00.000-08:00

I finally arrived at Heathrow. My 12 hour flight was not a joke. My seat was positioned in such way, where my back made 180º leaning frontwards,oh! and the terrible service of the air hostess. Every time i would reach out to the very far orange button with a nicely drawn figure of a lady (which i guess was representing a hostess) i would have to stretch my arms so highly up that at a certain point, gave me an agonising cramp on my hip. I could not shout out for help, because that would probably create a deadly panic attack a board. So i had to suffer in silence, being tortured by a ridiculous orange button staring down at me.

Then, when i finally heard an angelic voice coming from the speakers,announcing food was going to be served, i felt free and glorious. However, i was introduced to my so called "gourmet" meal, suddenly all my apetite disappeared. I never understood why. Oh Maybe because it looked like the pilot killed a bird whilst flying the plane and served it with some rotten patatoes and dry salad?hmm... Oh well, i gently pushed it away, and terrified looked at the desert. Incredibly, it was a chocolate mousse. It's unbelievable because it's the only thing in the whole world i'm deadly allergic to. I felt i lost the battle of the fittest on board. My life was hanging on a thin string, ready to break.

I tried to calm down, but it wasn't working. So i opened my bag, and engulfed 3 prozacs. Deadly. But would probably put me out of my misery. I prepared myself for the best coma in my life.

Layed sideways, and collapsed.

That night, i had the best sleep of my entire life. Another angel woke me up, and with her soft voice she explained i had to sit and fasten my seat belt because we were going to have a rather rough landing.

I opened my bag again, but the prozacs were gone.

2010-02-24T08:34:00.001-08:00

IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS

Queremos uma Mudança em 2010

2010-02-18T09:47:00.000-08:00

Hoje em dia, a Natureza ja não é respeitada como deveria de ser. O mundo esta demasiado ocupado em industrializar-se e numa luta continua sobre quem tem mais poder. Apesar de existirem varios movimentos verdes, vários pulmões já estao fragilizados e especies em via de extinção. Estes movimentos socias ecologicos como a Green Peace,Global 2000, ou Conservation International e entre outros, precisam da nossa ajuda para criarem um mundo melhor e mais saudável para as proximas gerações. Não nos podemos esquecer que os nossos filhos e netos respirarão chumbo em vez de ar puro, e viverão num mundo sujo e poluido.

Acredito que o mundo não toma consciência da gravidade da situação. O nosso planeta já nos avisou várias vezes o quão doente ele esta, como por exemplo; As secas que escassiam a água potável nos paises mais pobres, tremores de terra, e tornados e outros desastres naturais. Inumeras pessoas inucentes perderam a vida,graças ao egoismo dos governos. Se os governos de todo o mundo,agissem em vez de construirem mais centrais nucleares e fabricas industrias poderiamos viver em paz. A nossa sociedade precisa de perceber que, se não agirmos todos conjunto,será demasiado tarde para a terra voltar a respirar e a viver. Julgo que a sociedade precisa de estatisticas para terem consciência do impacto que a humanidade teve na terra. Também, se fossem divulgadas fotografias de catastrofes chocantes no mundo, as pessoas iriam-se preocupar mais. Acredito que, o que poderia realmente mudar o mundo é se educamos desde pequenos o que é o ambiente e a ecologia. As novas gerações devem se preocupar mais que nunca porque elas viverão neste planeta no futuro, e elas poderão fazer a verdadeira diferença.

Concluindo, o alvo principal sáo os Jovens. Se os jovens conseguem perceber que a natureza não é uma brincadeira, poderão melhorar as condições futuras e prevenir mais desastres naturais. È crucial que a sociedade tome consciência do que se esta a passar, e tome provedimentos.

Valentino dios!

2010-02-13T13:15:00.000-08:00

I lay here in February, a month that has nothing to give me. Chocolates,flowers and sweet poems are delivered around Europe and most of the world. Filling up each persons heart with warmth and love. However, for me its not that simple. A Love story? more or less.

I have once delivered my soul and body to someone, but unfortunately you cannot always get what you expect... Sometimes you make such big mistakes, that when they are done there is no turning back. For the last 2 days i have witnessed beautiful big bouquets being given and received. Numerous couples resting their bodies on benches in the park, exchanging long passionate kisses, and lovable words. One or two women crying in a pub and cursing their husbands for being agressive or cheating on them.

What i want to say is, that if you have someone to love, love them unconditionally. There is no time to have fights, and point out each others flaws.Don't forget that sometimes it is too late to tell that one person how much you love them. Or think about the time you have wasted mad at your soulmate for some stupid reason?

Everyone deserves to be loved, and most of all love.

Please don't waste any more time reading this, and make a change. Tell someone how much you caare for them, they can be a friend,family member,boyfriend/girlfriend. Or even someone in the street.

Just stand up, and do something before it is too late for it!

xoxo

How to make your seat neighbour on the plane freak out:

2010-02-05T08:10:00.000-08:00

Ok, i found this on someone's blog. I think its hilarious, so give it a go and feel free to laugh LOL

Funny on Facebook (you gotta love social networks)

How to make your seat neighbour on the plane freak out:
Como meter medo ao passageiro ao seu lado no aviao:
Comment rendre nerveux son voisin de siège dans l'avion ?

1. Take out your laptop
1. Sacar o laptop
1. Sortir son LapTop

2. Open it slowly
2. Abri-lo lentamente
2. L' ouvrir lentement

3. Turn it on
3.Liga-lo
3.Le mettre en marche

4. Be sure the guy is watching
4. Assegurar-se que o vizinho tá a ver
4. S'assurer que le voisin de siège regarde

5. Open INTERNET EXPLORER
5. Abrir INTERNET EXPLORER
5. Ouvrir INTERNET EXPLORER

6. Close your eyes briefly, open them and look to the sky
6. Feche os olhos, volte a abri-los e olhe para o ceú
6. Fermer les yeux brièvement, les ouvrir et regarder vers le ciel

7. Take a deep breath and hit the following link:
7. Inspire profundamente e lance o seguinte link:
7. Inspirer profondément et lancer le lien suivant:

http://www.myit-media.de/the_end.html

8. Watch the guy's face!!!
8. Observe o seu vizinho!!!
8. Observer le visage de son voisin de siège !!

Same landscape, different seasons. THE EFFECTS

2010-02-03T10:20:00.000-08:00

During July, the once green grass turns into millions of hard, thin pale sticks thrusting from within the soil. The whole landscape becomes like a desert colour, fading into innumerous contrasts. Pleading for rain, the grass suffers in silence with the rest of the dehydrated nature. The trees are now dull, skinny, bear and slightly fragile. Their tortuous branches hang down, searching for comfort and water. On the highest branch, there is a lonely hawk. He’s rolling his eyes, searching for an unfortunate lost rat crawling through the dry terrain. Its wings are wide open, and it’s prepared to attack. There was once a lake, stretching out in the middle of the valley. In the past, it covered nearly two thirds of the territory, now it covers nothing. Now the last dirty and muddy puddles were set free by the sun’s power to evaporate every humid state of life in this region. The sun shines brightly on the loam, threatening continuously the environment and the poor creatures that dwell among it. Each passing day, the landscape becomes paler and paler, almost like the skin of a sickly anemic person. Some rough grey lumps may be seen if you look carefully, they’re covered with dry old moss and some weak droughty plants. Beneath these stones, there are a few lonely bushes with nothing to hide from you. Their skeleton exposes itself bear, with no leaves nor fruits to deliver you. Some of their bones are shattered on the floor, a proof of some riot between two starving beasts during a hot summer day.

When April sprouts, the landscape re-generates and heals itself completely. The Terrain mutates into a bright blooming green. The grass becomes thick and tall again, bursting its cells with water. It metamorphoses from a drained desert into a damp tropical paradise. The trunks of the colossal trees coagulate and become bulky and solid. New stems flourish and bond to their mother tree. Velvet like moss thrives onto the branches and covers the trees and gives them a smooth layer. The lake grows and becomes a vast source of life; new streams are formed by the abundance of water flushing fresh every living organism in their way. Colourful carpets of new-born flowers are formed in many areas of the field. The moisty moss has taken over the hard grey rocks; a beautiful coating of tinged green has grown from the compacted stones and glowing blood red roses are crawling sideways onto them. Every living bush is swollen up with beautiful tender leafs and flowering flowers. Some, have burst juicy fruits hanging down from their strong branches. Nature triumphs when spring arrives, all living things are free and glorious. The cool wind blows through the trees, water flushes against the edges of the lake, and every native animal runs through the wilderness, celebrating another season of spring.

reality

2010-01-15T04:08:00.000-08:00

Finally, i feel everything come back together, how its suppose to be. Our old times, flashing back again; but this time, i can feel them,touch and smell them. They feel more real, almost as if im in them again. Through their eyes, i can feel warmth and happiness again, i can remember all the laughter we had when i look into their pupils.

And when i touch one of them, i can feel how perfect those times where.

Today, i can feel it all without having to force myself into imagining how it was before. And thats what makes it so impossible to forget.

capo d'anno

2010-01-01T15:48:00.000-08:00

Another year has gone by,

good bye 2009

xxx

It was an amazing year, just like a rollercoaster.

UuUps and DoWnsSss..

age of aquarius

2009-12-15T14:29:00.000-08:00

1960-2009

Our world is full of hypocrites and opportunists. From politicians,to teachers, from the old lady that sells bread at a higher price than her neighbour and still re-assures us her product is better than the other filthy whore. These little insects, like my old dear friend Leo says and i agree with her, we are all insignificant towards the immensity of out planet and galaxy. People can ask, Who the fuck isSadam Hussein, or Bill Gates? Yes, some made a difference to the humanity,Some for good,others for worst.

But still, what difference does it make when we all hit the dirt?

When we all REST IN PIECE?(thats what they call it)

No difference.

I recall, when in a short period in time, there was a piecefull time.

The age of aquarius, where all alternative people dressed up colourful dresses and

had flowers pinned to their long rough hairs.

The time where these people listened to The Beatles, America, and Bob Dylan

and many others.Many took recreational drugs, and got in touch with their own minds; exploring the world

by a single trip to their souls and nature.

So my thoughts are, What's wrong with the world today? Nobody is happy anymore. All we think about is hate and what is wrong with others. People are doing professions to decieve and steal from each other. Goodness and free help is only in our dreams nowdays. Love and romance is forgotten and classified as sex. Nobody believes in anything else but what they are told. Will this stop or get worse?

X

2009-11-24T15:23:00.001-08:00

He held her soft hand, and promised her she would never die alone; that he'd be always beside her. No matter what the wind would bring them, no matter what happened, they would always have each other, He patiently explained.

She held his hand, and both swinged back onto the fresh green grass. he smiled at her and poked her chubby red lips. Hours seemed minutes, because when they were together, the whole world stopped. Their eyes fixed on each other, sometimes speechless.

No matter what she did, he'd always love her, and respect her. He would never forget to kiss her, and hug her, expecially never forget to say how much he loved her.

and they faded away into the grass, like glass in water, like chocolate melts in the sun. They collided and created ionic bonds between them, bonds that will never be broken.

2009-11-23T13:51:00.000-08:00

Sweet and memorable. The old times @

halfway home

2009-10-29T08:12:00.000-07:00

"The candy girl walked every evening from house to house, selling millions of colourful candy sticks to her neighbours. Sweet and Sour, long and thin or short and thick"

2009-10-28T08:41:00.000-07:00

For you, i would wait what it takes. For you, i'd give up everything. Remember all the times i cried, you where there for me, you hugged me and laughed nervously not knowing what to say. You kissed my forehead, it's a sign of respect.

Im going to miss you everyday, and everynight. No one is ever going to replace you, who ever comes along. I am prepared for your departure, i accept it.

However, i dont accept the fact that you break away from me, without a goodbye kiss, and just harsh words. I can't accept that.

All i want is, for you to spend the rest of your days here with me and your friends. Thats all i ask for.

2009-10-27T08:25:00.001-07:00

you know

its possible

if you love enough,

everything is possible.

or not.

you've broken it more than once,

but i'll always evol you

2009-10-25T14:06:00.000-07:00

i'm not doing it

green velvet grass

2009-10-19T14:40:00.000-07:00

Im madly in love. My whole body trembles when you hold me, and my heart melts when you whisper sweet words in my ear.

I love you baby, i'll always. Forever Sean

the letter

2009-10-12T12:33:00.000-07:00

Dear P,

i am feeling all these strong emotions today. Somehow, the rain makes me feel this way. It makes me think alot, i think about the past and the future. and it hurts me deep inside. Im scared of losing you, because everytime i think of it, my heart starts to pump fast and i have a huge pain pressing on my chest, its agonising. I dont want you to leave me, Ever. It sounds silly saying this, but i can't be happy when im away from you.

I miss you, so much. I just wish things were different, i wish you could stay here with me, and everyone else. I am prepared to leave everything behind for you, but sometimes i question myself; Would you do the same thing for me? i think you would.

I can't be without you. Don't do this to me.

I love you so much, stay with me

Forever yours, Sara

cupcake

2009-09-27T14:19:00.001-07:00

i love you, arsewhole

the art of forgiving

2009-09-22T13:52:00.000-07:00

I thought forgiveness was like forgetting everything and start over. I would of failed moving on if i didn't attempt to face the truth.I had to. I think that after 4 months, i was ready to face you, and the awful truth. I could not continue fakin everything, because there has not been a day where i didnt talk about you, and what you did. In a certain way, i was obsessed with what happened.

The best thing when you move on, is when you face that person and everything that hurt you. All the pain and rage disappears from your heart.

Learn to forgive, it's a lesson you will never learn in school; there is no theory to it, you just have to improvise like eveything in life. I promise you, that when you are ready it will come spontaneously...

Let us die young or let us live forever

2009-09-07T04:24:00.000-07:00

i want to. i wanna live forever, live forever with you.

i'm fighting for this, more than i ever fought for something,

let's go back in time, relive every moment from the start.

Life is a short trip, so hold on while you can.

Tune it up, and live it fast.

Some live it fast, and enjoy the ride

Some take it slow, with no risks

Life is a risk, so take it

If you give up, then its gone. Gone forever.

This is why i'm hoping for the best but expecting the worst

magic

2009-09-03T11:12:00.000-07:00

Dont let it fade away baby,

S.S

ran-do-m

2009-09-01T14:35:00.000-07:00

BIG

colourless

cloud

dropped

colourfull

candy

roof

what

now?

Back to black

2009-09-01T14:20:00.000-07:00

Vooooooooosh. Im back!!!

Its time to start writting again. After all, i did miss this. I've been working at night, so i didnt have the time to write, and during the day i wasnt home.

I had a good summer, not one of my best but it was ok...Beach, Work, Clubs and etc... T'was good T'was...

So...i've been wondering the following; When friendship is real, and truthf

ul no matter what happens, you must learn to forgive. Right? or Wrong?

Im not quite sure...because if that person, has betrayed your trust and broken your heart; how are you supposed to forget it and give her another bloody chance?

Dunno...

Maybe its easy for people to talk, and be all poetic about how a friendship is strong and no matter what happens you must forgive each other.

I dont believe so.I trusted this person like a sister, she betrayed me.

If it happens a second time, it's not her fauult, it would be my fault because i allowed her to get back in my life by FORGIVING her.

And right now, i can't do it.

I can't take the blames for it, if it happens again.

sweet desires

2009-08-05T04:36:00.000-07:00

I fulfill peoples desires, i make their dreams come true. I give them the sweetest treat. It may be cold at the beginning, but after a while it softens and melts away with my custumers heart.

Everyday they come back, crying for more. Sometimes, they even ask for double the pleasure, or even triple.

This is what i do, i give them what they always wished for, and everytime they walk away with it, they beg for it too last 4 ever.

-The Icecream Shop

nunca desistas

2009-07-30T12:08:00.000-07:00

Não importa o que se passa

Nunca desistas

Desenvolve o amor do coração

Demasiada energia no teu país

É gasta desenvolvendo a mente

Em vez do amor vindo do coração

Desenvolve a compaixão

Não apenas para os teus amigos

Mas para todos

Desenvolve a compaixão

Trabalha em prol da paz

No teu coração e no mundo

Trabalha para a paz

E digo outra vez

Nunca desistas

Não interessa o que está à tua volta

Nunca desistas

-Dalai lama

humanity

2009-07-27T09:42:00.000-07:00

people standing still.

everywhere, people hearing but not listening.

not knowing where they are crawling to.

drowsy expretionless faces, looking back at eachother.

taking slow steps towards emptyness...

Class Snapshot

2009-07-05T11:42:00.001-07:00

2008/2009

Year 11

rainbows and pots of gold

2009-07-05T11:19:00.001-07:00

Today i feel like writting. However, i have nothing to write about...what should i mention? love? no. Im already sick of writting about that...family? boriiiiing. so... today i'm going to talk about friends, and how the meaning of "friendship" changed over time.

We all i have friends, some more than others. We all trust them, some more than others. We all share our personal feelings with them. What i mean is, that friends change over time. However, memories dont. We all learn that we can only trust two or three out of all of them. And sometimes, you have to learn the hard way...It's bizarre how, the harder you learn, the stronger you become.Trust is something that takes a life time to gain, and seconds to lose. It is when you rely on someone, and you know they won't let you down. Now, i know who i can trust. I know who would and wouldnt let me down. You learn everyday, from simple attitudes who you can really rely on.

i have been told you learn from your mistake(s), and its true.

slow

2009-07-05T09:38:00.000-07:00

-hold up! it's delayed

-what is?

-everything...

-what do you mean?

-i mean that all the lights are moving so slowly...can't you feel it?

-YES! and my body is light, like a feather. And i can feel a gentle breeze caressing my face.

-I love this...

-I love my life

-wow, me too

some pictures, and a clip

2009-07-02T05:23:00.000-07:00

goldy locks

every clap of thunder

2009-07-02T05:14:00.000-07:00

Everytime i see you; flashbacks run through my confused mind, i call them memorable memories. However i can't reffer to you as "mine" anymore. Althgough i wish i could... When it comes to you, i am very selfish, because i dont want to share you with anyone, i want to keep you just for me. I'm not sharing you.

Every mine, ever thine, ever ours

skin-to-skin Part II

2009-06-28T16:10:00.000-07:00

While he rested under the sheets, she delicatly caressed his face with a sense of tenderness. He gently opened his fluorescent green eyes, he held her hand for the very last time. His thoughts made love to her, so passionatly and flammable.

His dry lips kissed her rosy cheeks, he held her between his arms. A tear dropped down her cheek bones, and slid right onto his arm. Confused and worried he glanced back at her, but her eyes were smiling back at him. Surprisingly, they were tears of content.

Both bodies lustfully desired eachother, amorously they made love all morning

monday morning

2009-06-28T15:56:00.000-07:00

Waking up beside the person you love, is a pretty nice way to start of your day...right?What we have is priceless and unique. Last night was unforgettable...I will never lock away our moments spent together. You are rare to find,and great when found.

I love you

memories

2009-06-14T16:21:00.000-07:00

i have a hidden box, with millions of papers,poems and tiny objects. secretly, i search through them when ever i want to. And every small ripped paper, refreshes my memory. I look back, and i remember everything that happened that day, and i smile back at it. But when i fall into reality, i understand it happened, and now its a completly different story.

I remember how we used to laugh, scream and chat about everything...I wish i could go back in time. I wish we could forgive each other, and pretend nothing ever happened. But that is impossible, because it did happen, and now its too late.

we're just dreams of aliens

2009-06-14T16:15:00.000-07:00

Randomly i discovered that we are dreams and desires of floaters. Floaters which float beyond our planet, examining our behaviour and thoughts.

Where did we start off? and why do we exist?

We are manipulated by these creatures, every second of our life.

TODAY is TODAY

2009-06-04T14:46:00.000-07:00

Today, i realised the world is full of whores.

Today, i found out my "best friend" lied to me

Today, i desperatly went to talk to a secret person

Today, she showed me her cute pussy(CAT)

Today, i cried for someone that doesnt give a shit

Today, i orally bought a ticket (without return) to SouthAfrica, for my "best friend"

Today, i realised no one will ever love you the same way i do

Today, i found out my ex boyfriend switched me for a anorexic,ugly,badly-dressed,disgusting whore

Today, i tried not to send some one to the hospital

Today, i ate pasta and i felt sick

Today, i was kissed by a disgusting bitch

Today, i kissed a hot blond

Today, i understood that a player will always be a Player.

Everything that happened to me, made me Stronger.

And i thank you for that

eb enim-nybor (lsciryl)

2009-06-02T13:58:00.000-07:00

It's a good thing, tears never show in the pouring rain
As if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain
There'll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again
Just a sweet pain of watching your back as you walk
As I'm watching you walk away
And now you're gone it's like an echo in my head
And I remember every word you said

It's a cold thing you never know all the ways I tried
It's a hard thing faking a smile when I feel like I'm falling apart inside

For the first time, there's no mercy in your eyes
And the cold wind is hitting my face and you're gone
And you're walking away
And I'm helpless sometimes
Wishing's just no good
Cause you don't see me like I wish you would

please read this

2009-06-01T13:05:00.001-07:00

I know I’ve made a mistake, i am aware of that. I shouldn't of said what i said, not even for joke. It was horrible. I know. It even made me feel terrible, i can imagine you. However, you also did something’s that I didn’t like; Liying, not really cheating; but close.

The different is, I have apologized,But you haven't.

We both screwed it up, not only me, not only you.

With time, i hope things will heal. I am not expecting us to get back, although i'd like that...But i think, we both need time to calm down. And maybe, we can be what we where before everything;Friends. If we hang out like we used to, maybe we can re-build what we lost during these last months; a stable relationship. And I love you, more than a friend. But if you don’t feel the same way, there is nothing I can do about it, but forget everything.

I know this will annoy you, but i hope i made my point.

I love you Sean.

short-story-about-nothing

2009-05-28T13:47:00.000-07:00

My tired feet lingered upon the sidewalk, when a red polo stopped by, with a foggy yet delighted face, grinning back at me graciously.

"Need a lift?"

"Not really...but thanks anyway."

I continued my journey to, nowhere. Slowly, and calmly i walked on, and on. The sidewalk was long, and paved with beautiful intentions that, somehow never took me anywhere. Only to where i am right now; nowhere with no one, but me.

The sky was silver colored, with some rays of light bouncing off my chest, the wind was strong, and the birds chanted along with the rhythm of my heavy footsteps.

Then, i remembered of your stupid dreams and promises. The ones you used to make me before i fell asleep, wrapped around you're strong protective arms. Hoping you'd keep you're promises, never stop loving me.

I came across a rusty bar. Ran in and ordered a tea, to warm my heart up. Went back to the cold outside, and sat on the side walk taking short sips of my tea. Suddenly, the red polo drove pass me AGAIN.

"Need something dear?"

"No...I’m ok."

Was she following me? Probably not.

All I went through with you was forgotten like every little thing I’ve done for you. Forgotten like every drop of rain falling on my cheek bones...Forgotten like a carton of milk wasted everyday by a rich family...Forgotten like kids forgetting their scarf at home on a cold windy day, and when they come back to their caring mothers, it’s too late. Their throat is soaring like hell.

It began pouring little droplets of someone’s tears on me, cold and penetrating into my skin. I stood up, and walked towards the little rusty bar by the road. Out of nowhere, she came up again;

"Hey. What are you doing there?"

"Nothing...I’m just- wondering around."

"Are you sure? Do you need some money?"

"NO. I don’t. Why are you following me around?"
"Im not. I’m just...my name is Conscious, what’s your name?"

From that moment, I realized I haven’t been followed. I just didn’t listen to myself...or to her. The whole time, she was in me, bouncing up and down in my head. I lost my way but found my track again.

And her name was Conscious

2009-05-27T03:36:00.000-07:00

Done so much, received so little in return

There is so much for you to learn

I can't change it,

nor get any benefit.

I've tried everything

but nothing has worked out

Still, with no doubt

I love you

The Class

2009-05-27T03:13:00.000-07:00

It all starte d with a misbehaved class, and a thoughtful man. Kind and tender he tried everything to change them. However, the class never payed him back.

It’s time to recognize what he did for us.He tried to reverse our behavior and attitudes, at last; he was successful.But now, after two years; it’s too late to apologize. Is it?He changed us for good.

And I couldn’t be more thankful.

When you leave, i want you to have in mind you left behind a class that looked up to you, and deep inside we all thank you.

I'll miss all the times,

Sara

Landscape Photos

2009-05-24T07:44:00.001-07:00

By Sara Sandri

Blog? or not to blog?

2009-05-16T04:37:00.000-07:00

Chega a uma altura,que por vezes,em que numa relação fartamos-nos de certas atitudes imaturas. E é por isso que sinto a necessidade de escrever no meu blog "inútil", como já foi descrevido por certas pessoas. E porque escrever num blog? Porque por vezes, quando sentimos a falta de pessoas com um bocado de sensibilidade,e paciência temos que obtar por meios virtuais para escrever o que sentimos. Ou mesmo, Existem pessoas que têem uma dificuldade enorme a expressarem o que sentem.Também, simplesmente porque essas pessoas gostam de escrever, e quando escrevem, sentem-se mais leves, e os problemas que têem encaram-os com mais facilidade. Acho que é uma forma de desabafarem.

Voltando ao tema inicial, quando se gosta muito de uma pessoa somos capazes a aceitar qualquer defeito. Defeitos que por vezes, afectam a mim e aos outros. E qual é o nosso papel?

Assegurar que essa pessoa mude de atitude, mas claro não de personalidade.

Quero que continues o mesmo, mas mudes de comportamento.

2009-05-11T11:15:00.000-07:00

sorry if i annoy you.

Pictures of Lee

2009-05-11T10:42:00.001-07:00

Cassandra-Lee Wiiii

By Me

Equations?Encryptions?Formulae?

2009-05-04T13:52:00.001-07:00

When you love a person this much, you would do anything for that person. You'd die, you'd change, you'd do what ever it takes. You'd make sure no one harms, or steals that individual from you. You'd be prepared to take him to the moon, or across the world to see him smile.

What i feel, is that if he is away more than a day from me; i begin to get impatient and nervous. When you love someone, you cannot keep away from them for long, because you begin to develope lonelyness and soemtimes, anger.

I have never loved someone, the same way i love you. Love? for parents and relatives? thats different. How can i explain it? i could stay all night here trying to write in words, what loving you feels like. But i can't, its encrypted and only my heart can understand it. There is no possible way, for someone else to figure out a formula to solve this love equation. It is up to me, and you to show the world how it really feels like loving someone that would give their life for you.

Its not difficult, just set it free.

how?

2009-04-24T11:04:00.000-07:00

There are so many things i'd like to tell you. But sometimes its difficult. Why? because you seem to get annoyed when i try. And thats why its not ok, cause there's lack of communication.And when theres lack of communication between, things go wrong.
My point of view and feelings are the following;
when i try and tell you i dont like something you do,or say, you turn your back.
when i try and kiss you, or hug you, you pull back. Im not trying to be the victim, because i know you dont do it on purpose, i know you're playing around, but sometimes you forget to hug/kiss me back...
there are certain things i dont like that you take, not because im affraid of taking them, but because im affraid of what can happen to you. I'd die inside if something terrible would happen to you. I care about you, thats why.
To love someone, is to tell them you love them everyday; without them needing to ask you if you do. And if you dont, just tell them and get things cleared out.
I also believe, theres a lack of affection sometimes... We're friends above all, but sometimes it seems we're just that. When i phone you, you're too busy, or you dont have patience for me.
We should talk for once, deeply about this.
I love you more than anything/anyone,and i dont think the right thing to do is to break apart. The problem is, that when something goes wrong, Me and You dont talk about it. So it just grows and tumbles down like a snowball, growing and growing..Until PUFFFF one of us goes crazy.
I'd swollow bumblebees for you (its a figure of speech ok?), and im sorry i lost your BOOK today, i was distracted and i forgot about it in the fields. I just think certain attitudes that you take, aren't correct. You should be more sensitive towards me sometimes, and show you're feelings.
Love,bambina.

Pictures

2009-04-16T15:09:00.000-07:00

Me and Catty ;)

Trippin'

2009-04-16T14:49:00.000-07:00

Lights flashing violently everywhere. Wild bodies dancing actively to the sound of music. The floor vibrating, and my heart pumping all blood to my head, an extraodinary feeling. Every vivid colour slowly, so sloooooowly caressing my enlarged pupils. Every moment seemed a lifetime,to me. As i looked at my watch, hours seemed minutes passing by, like life. Unconsciously my mind flew away like a little bird,into a sky painted of beautiful ideas,and memories. Where clouds where full of peppy dreams and concepts, Where the sun was my Mothers Face, smiling back at me proudly.Suddenly, a storm rushed through and covered my mothers tenderness, and slowly disappeared into the darkness...Then my heart began beating even faster, my eyes where wide open, searching for comfort like a lost light house,on a rocky beach.
I was lost, i began shaking and sweating nervously. Suddenly i was panicking, tears crawled down my cheeks. I was alone. Like when i was born, born alone. Like when i passed away, ALONE.

no title

2009-03-31T13:22:00.000-07:00

Sometimes i feel im not human,perhaps a different living organism. I dont fit in with modern society, i think differently; i dont understand most people.
I dont see problems, i see solutions.
I dont distinguish, i see everyone the same; no matter what skin colour they have, or to what religion they belong. My heart doesnt love, my heart admires and forgives.
My eyes never cry, they simply reflect my soul's mood.
Today, billions of human beings woke up at 06:30 am, rushed to work, smoked a cigarette,drank coffe,argued with their partner, rushed back home at 19:00 pm,sat on the couch,drank beer, and watched football.
Today, millions of women and teenagers spent their day at a temple of consumism,
where H&M and Zara rule. where Mcdonalds and Pans&co. feed new obese generations. In these temples of consumism, restless souls flow in and out, flowing in with banknotes, flowing out with meaningless receites.
The empire is devouring our wallets like a malnutritioned child in Africa, they are taking over our small towns, and turning them into shiny metallic buildings.
This is where i say; i dont fit in.
Empty weak bodies, wasted. They circulate unfullfilled in and out, pale and with they're arms drooping down like ghosts. What ever they purchase, is never enough. They always seem to want something else, Just like in life.
Whenever you want something, and you get it, you have the deep urge to get more,Us humans are all like this. No exceptions.

I LOVE YOU

2009-03-26T12:15:00.001-07:00

Baaaaaaaby

i love you so much :)

S&S

2009-03-19T11:04:00.000-07:00

Today, today i gave my best. I tried every way to make it work, successfully i failed.
I tried, at least i tried and i held tight to the rope,and pulled with all my possible strength.
Fail.You Failed.I Failed.
A chance? ANOTHER fucking chance? you're kidding me (laughing out loud), how many times have i given you the chance to change? to change the way you talk to me? to change the way you look at other girls? to change the fact of me not being in your priority list. I loved you more than anything, but hey; dont get me wrong. I still like you, and alot.
I know you, quite well. I know how sweet and nice you can be; i just dont know why you're not being it.
Remember the frist day we stayed late at school? we were the last peple at school that day, it was only me and you. no one else...
when we layed on the grass behind the music room, talking about everything and looking up into the dim sky.
an when you came to my house, that same day. I will never forget the way you looked at me, and the way you held my hands at the bar when i skipped maths for you.
Oh. and that time i pretended i was sick in History, and i ran to the bar to meet you, and you came with me to the papelaria. I layed on the bed, and you sat next to me... we just talked and stayed together, like real friends.
Our feelings grew,from day to day; so did we. Our friendship turned into real love and intense deisre. And from that day, when we sat on my bed everything changed.
Now imagine. Stop and think.
What you never layed next to me that night in the playground, next to gabbys building? when i had the Safari and we layed back looking at the stars and everyone else was playing on the slides. What if my french teacher didnt have the meeting that day, when we stayed late at school? Maybe nothing of this would of happened.
Cause i wouldnt of stayed with you and you wouldnt of come with me home.
What if i didnt kiss you when you where laying on my bed?
Imagine that.
Imagine you, without me.
Positive or Negative?
Do you Smile, or do you look confused?
I dont need to tell you what i feel.
That day was amazing for me, and you know how much you're important to me.

You'll always be my Silly Billy,and i'll be your Bambina @
ti amo, piu di tutto.

S&S

skin-to-skin

2009-03-17T12:46:00.000-07:00

He touched her voluptuous body for the first time, his lips lightly caressed her smooth skin. His hands embraced her, and with a sense of passion, clothes burst into the air and now their bodies where skin-to-skin. Her hands felt his strong torso, suddenly both protoplasms felt warmth and comfort, two attached shapes rolling from one side to another, every atom strongly attached and fixed together began increasing the room's temperature. Their figures perfectly fitted, like a puzzle. As he slid through the red sheets, and tickled her legs she set his heart ablaze with her piercing brown eyes, and a unique smile. Her long brown hair spread over the white pillows, while he smooched her body.

-Her nails scratched his back, hard and roughly and pulled his coiled up super curly hair.
-He nibbled her ear softly,and whispered lovely words into her.
-Intensly, she kissed his neck and wrapped her legs around him.

She desperatly wanted him to want her, and needed him to need her.
But this wasn't written in their destiny, he was too rebellios for her, and she was too proud for love. But with her eyes closed, it was him she was thinking of (secretly).

"We can't live together, we can't live without"

rien de rien

2009-03-11T11:57:00.000-07:00

have you ever felt so hurt with something, your mind can't stop thinking of it? and at night, when you're finally in your cozy corner, where you were told you'd always feel fine and protected, when all these feelings keep on tormenting you?
I'm hurt. I'm disappointed. I'm frustrated. I'm tired.
and i wish i never got myself in this...
Now, lets be rational. How can i end this without someone getting hurt?
tears wont stop creeping down my cheeks.
All the memories i have, i smile back on them, because i know it was good til it lasted, but now?
What have i got? whats left of us? us both? both of us.
nothing.

Close up to Carnival, Photos by me

2009-03-02T10:44:00.001-08:00

Sequences By Leo

2009-02-19T11:28:00.001-08:00

Its called...INNOCENCE

2009-02-16T13:02:00.000-08:00

Between the dangerously dry Tora Bora Mountain, lays a forgotten village. A village which lays in the border Afghanistan, next to Pakistan. In this village, children run innocently through the bazzares and Flee markets.All these kindred running around fanatically, waving and shooting ripped footballs, and between these groups of kids, lays Belour. A young boy, coming from a rich family background, he's a Pashtun.
After smelling all the aromtaic spices,and strong scented incences, Belour raced home. His house, large and iluminated with gold statues at the entrance, his eyes glimmered and he slowly paced through the colossal front gate.
Sitting on the olive tree, a younger boy waved and grinned grasciously at Belour. It was Omaid, his servant. Omaid is a Shitah coming from a Hazara tribe,this makes him seem inferior towards all Pashtun society...

Belour and Omaid have been friends, since they where born. However, Omaid cannot have the previlge to attend classes with Belour or sit at the table with him, his hazaran blood doesnt allow such thing. Instead, Omaid had his own favela with his granfather outside the mansion. Omaid's dinner is served cold,before Belour's and his family; this gives him time to prepare the Pashtun's family dinner.
Every sunday at dawn, Belour and Omaid sit on the roof watching the Aurora rising up, iluminating all Islamic neighbour contries, from The Afghan border, to the Pakistan fronties. They observed this shining light like a fat kid watched television in the States. Omaid gazed at the sky, concentrated and thinking. While Belour looked at him foolishly.
Omaid; "Have you ever thought of how the world was formed?"
Belour; "Hum...they all say it was Allah, the great god of everything. His Profet,Maumet helped him out.They teach this at my school, its quite boring"
Omaid; "i dont mind if you explain it to me", Omaid smile curiously.
Belour; "ohh, are you sure? what if i tell you a story?"
Omaid; "YES!great Belour, Tashakor Tashakor master."

The Story Belour fabled, was called "The man and the Pearls"

Once, before our granparents where born, There was a man named Feda,which means Sacrifice,Omaid. This man, had a lovely woman and they were madly in love with eachother.

Theyr love was immortal. Feda and his wife Khaterah(desire) where unfairly poor and lived in a dangerous and unfriendly neighbourhood next to the old flee market.

Feda had one wish, to live in a better situation with his love, but this wasnt possible because their economical situation didnt help them much.

So everynight, Feda prayed to Allah on his knees, to become rich. And from his richness, provide money to all needed ones, and expecially to bring a better life in all Afghanistan including his Wife,Khaterah.

One long night, Feda had a dream. A surrealistic dream in which he sat on the floor of an empty room, with a crystal jar in his left hand.

Then suddenly, Allah's voice speaks to Feda, he is giving him a chance to become rich, only one chance though.

"You will be given all Islamic treasure and goods, if everynight you're tears fill up that shiny crystal jar, i promise you Feda. From pain and Sacrifice comes, Pleasure and Desire"

Every night, for 46 weeks Feda filled up the cup, for his Master, Allah.

Then, one night Feda found himself sitting on a Collossal Diamond Mountain, with his dead wife laying in his strong arms, and a bloody knife on his other hand. The Crystal Jar was full, and Allah had given Feda what he wanted, Richness.

Omaid sat Confused,by now the sun was up high in the sky.

Belour; "So Omaid, did you like the Story?!"

Omaid; "I just dont understand why he killed his wife..."

Belour Laughed, "He killed Khaterah so his tears would finally fill up the crystal jar"

Omaid; "why couldnt he just cut onions?his tears would fill it up aswell!

Parents!!!

2009-02-16T11:40:00.000-08:00

Have you ever been tempted to spit on someones face,when they are touching that specific nerve that makes you loose your mind? what if that person is you're relative?
Or even, lets be more specific.

YOUR MOTHER/FATHER.

Scene 1;I have to admit I'm a very bad tempered person, but in most cases its my mother or father that provoke a general break down at home.

Scene 1; i am sitting on the Computer, writting in my Blog,Chatting to my friends, or EVEN doing my homework/studying, when SUDDENLY my dear peace full mother,comes shouthing in the room, Almost giving me a heart attack. And what for? just to scream in my ear; WE ARE GOING TO TAKE THE BIN TO THE BINSPOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10.. BREATH Sara...BREATH

"Yes mother".

Scene 2; 07:20am- Sara Wakes up moody, but her sweet father doesnt help much. She slowly paces to the bathroom, then back to her warm room. Her bare feet roughy slide through the ceramic floor, almost painful. Then, out of nowhere, a Agonising headache stings Sara's left part of her brain, she delicatly feels her head, and carries on dressing herself and preparing the books for school.
THEN,abruptly her dad steps in, without knocking on the door, or calling her, WHILE sara is STILL dressing herself, just to remember her to turn off the light from the entrance...and why the hell do we keep on the light? BECAUSE my disturbed mother is paranoid that burglers come in the house during our gentle sleep...Now explain me HOW can a LIGHT STOP burglers from coming in the house?!

Exactly, i think the same way.

Scene 3; Sara's friends, Cassandra stays over the night, and the day after they both wake up at 07:00am. They both trot to the bus stop, however before Sara leaves the house, her Mother insists on the fact that Sara HAS TO text her/phone her when they get on the bus. Now, Sara's academic life is very busy, and she has not the time to fool around sending text messages to her worrying mother at home, while she could be relaxing on the bus before a very hard-working day at school... So Sara forgets. She forgets to text her mother saying they are already on the bus, safe and sound...and what does her mother do? PHONE CASSANDRA DESPERATLY(almost having a panic attack.)

Now, is it normal to GROUND your daughter for that? I DONT THINK SO

Feel free to spit on them when you feel like it

Emotions

2009-02-14T08:09:00.000-08:00

Have you ever wondered why we have emotions? i make myself this question everyday. I have been searching throughout the web, but i still can't figure it out. What i CAN understand is that its all linked with out behaviour,mind and thoughts. But still, WHY?
Why do we have to be unhappy? or joyful?
Why do we have to be agitated? or bored?
Why do we have to cry? or smile?
Why do we have to love? or hate someone?
Why when we fall in love, our mind is always focused on that person/thing, although we think its not? Unconsciously we are always thinking of that, and this brings us emotions;

Sadness
Love

Happiness

Remorse
Disgust

Disappointment

Optimism

and FEAR...

Well fear is what i wanted to discuss right now. What is fear? and Why do we come across this feeling often in our lives? Fear is and emotional response to threats and danger. Basically its a survival mechanism,when certain negative stimulus(Provocation) like PAIN.

S.Valentines!

2009-02-14T02:05:00.000-08:00

13/02/09
Yesterday Leonor and Kathy sent me a love letter, i was so amazed and curious. My love for them is immortal. My world revolves around them,and without Leonor i wouldn't have any fags...so i guess she's my saviour!!! Ohhh and today, Kathy saved me, and Leonor from the Evil Bug,that Renata distributed with the roses...oh how it was jolly fun! And of course, my baby gave me a rose :)

Think-ing

2009-02-09T12:18:00.000-08:00

Today, i finally understood how our mind functions. Well, to be honest i did have a vague idea of how our unconscious was powerful, and could manipulate our attitudes towards others,and mainly ourselves.Sometimes, in a simple every-day argument our personality is overtaken by our Ego. But wait a minute, what is an Ego or the Ego? well...it's is a bit complicated to understand,but here it goes; Our Ego is like a second person inside us,which sometimes gains control over our deep thoughts,says, and personality when we become vulnerable during emotional situations.Controlling our ego is difficult, it may take a day, or a lifetime to start regulating our emotional impulse.

Us humans, tend to be negative towards all life problems. When we are confronted with an obstacle, we aim letting ourselves down and be pessimists, but hey this doesn't happen for no reason...Our world becomes colourless and dull,we drift our conceptions to a more catastrophic situation,although it isn't. We think of the obstacle being worst than what it is, we gather all fragments of feelings, "why did it happen to me?", "why now?!", or even "what did i do wrong?", all these questions are irrelevant. There is only one simple answer to these inquiries, and the explanation lays in your hands. And this is where you say;
Everything happens for a reason

l.i.f.e

2009-02-09T11:21:00.000-08:00

Sometimes, when i'm really anxious, i feel like an atom, and i can feel all of the incredible pressure and forces we have yet to understand, and my core is so tighly held together it's painful. This pressure will never release, there will always be electrons holding in my protons. i feel this not only emotionally, but physically. my chest gets so tight. does anyone ever wish they could be a field, with very tall and thin grass, does anyone ever imagine lying down in a field and having their body melt and diffuse into a giant pool that becomes the field in the afternoon sun?

Im completly aware of the fact that loving someone at my age, is a temporary scene of life. Many see it as a hobby,others as a new way of experimenting things, but I see it as a valuable gift from above,and yet from our inner feelings,our soul. My life had a drastic change ever since i got with him,somehow he filled my spaces, and i filled his. Our lifes matched perfectly, like Tetris. Our love flawless.However, sometimes in life we need a change, a transition. Like Seasons; our love bloomed gently and discretly in spring...our summer was blazing and lustful,but now Outumn has begun. Then suddenly Winter got us by surprise! Everything froze, our passion fell asleep beneath the bitter snow, and was forgotten for ever.