16 Jun 2011

Memoirs of a blogger


Recently I came across my little lockable red leather five year diary started in 1997 - it does not hold any famous secrets or elaborate confessions instead it is full of poetry of which half is well known and composed by others, some are written by me.....and some I just don't know if I wrote it or not which is quite bizarre but I guess does it really matter?


Time moves on but the emotions of a twenty year old are still there! I am surprised that how vividly I can feel those days again by just looking at the scrawls on the page. Each word describing and expressing the moment.

I am thinking that this diary was sort of a hard back version of my blog today!!!! the medium and technology has changed but the theory is still the same

I will be transferring extracts from the diary to my blog (even though it is a timepiece in itself but I guess the blog may hold out longer than the diary!)
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The first piece I have carefully written across three pages is:
Desiderata by Max Ehrmann.

I have always loved this prose - Desiderata is Latin for "Things to be Desired."

Enjoy x


Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.


If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.


Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.


Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.


Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

further Background information


This poem has an interesting history. According to a well-referenced posting at http://www.fleurdelis.com/desidera.htm, "The author is Max Ehrmann, a poet and lawyer from Terre Haute, Indiana, who lived from 1872 to 1945. It has been reported that ‘Desiderata’ was inspired by an urge that Ehrmann wrote about in his diary: ‘I should like, if I could, to leave a humble gift—a bit of chaste prose that had caught up some noble moods.’
"Around 1959, the Rev. Frederick Kates, the rector of St. Paul’s Church in Baltimore, Maryland, used the poem in a collection of devotional materials he compiled for his congregation. (Some years earlier he had come across a copy of ‘Desiderata.’) At the top of the handout was the notation, ‘Old St. Paul’s Church, Baltimore A.C. 1692.’ (The church was founded in 1692).
"As the material was handed from one friend to another, the authorship became clouded. Copies with the ‘Old St. Paul’s Church’ notation were printed and distributed liberally in the years that followed. It is perhaps understandable that a later publisher would interpret this notation as meaning that the poem itself was found in Old St. Paul’s Church, dated 1692. This notation no doubt added to the charm and historic appeal of the poem, despite the fact that the actual language in the poem suggests a more modern origin.
"The poem was popular prose for the ‘make peace, not war’ movement of the 1960s. When Adlai Stevenson died in 1965, a guest in his home found a copy of ‘Desiderata’ near his bedside and discovered that Stevenson had planned to use it in his Christmas cards. The publicity that followed gave widespread fame to the poem as well as the mistaken relationship to St. Paul’s Church."

11 Jun 2011

Quote of the week for me

" If you postpone the decision you delay the judgement"

 Louise Wigan -  psychotherapist

Courage

Is it possible to have strength without courage? I am sure I have the strength but apparently no courage to go with it. This is a self assessment and am wondering is it possible to work on gaining courage or is it something you are blessed with from birth?
        ~Hanya~

9 Jun 2011

Enrique Iglesias - EUPHORIA TOUR


eu·pho·ri·a   /yuˈfɔriə, -ˈfoʊr-/ Show Spelled
[yoo-fawr-ee-uh, -fohr-] Show IPA
–noun Psychology .
a feeling of happiness, confidence, or well-being sometimes exaggerated in pathological states as mania.
I can definitely say that I was in a state of Euphoria watching Enrique perform his vocals and magnetic moves last night at the Nottingham Arena. An infatuation with this beautiful being has been with me for around ten years. I am still with him from his slightly chubby, mole on the face Bailamos days till now in his sleeker non moled perfectly toned and kill me now smile days.
 
I think I am correct in saying that he seems to have no apparent flaws, I am beginning to suspect that this is how nature intended all men to look  but somewhere through the years of evolution things have drastically gone wrong and we have ended up with a variety of specimen who call themselves men! Thus defining Enrique Iglesias as the finest of the Specimen around today.
 

Conclusion - I Love Him

8 Jun 2011


My love for my babes  keeps me in place and  it does not allow me to falter or be afraid
it gives me the strength to stand up to all.
My instabilities become stable.
My fears dissolve
My actions are controlled.
I am held down in this love
a love so pure.
I thank Allah for all his blessings.
For all the love I am able to give to these two beings of mine.
For the smiles
The tears
The patience
The fears faced to protect and cherish my two favorites
Hanya

19 May 2011

I love Yusuf Estes



Short Description:

Yusuf Estes is loved very much by young and old alike. They call him the "Funny Shaikh". Children and adults of all faiths delight hearing him entertain while presenting the pure message of Islam. His story “Priests & Preachers Enter Islam” is truly amazing. You laugh and cry at the same time. He was raised in a strong Christian home, educated in Texas and became successful owning music stores, TV shows and used his talents for piano and organ as a music minister while preaching the Bible. His book "Bible: A Closer Look" is online at:BibleIslam.com He served as Delegate to United Nations Peace Summit for Religious Leaders and U.S. Federal chaplain from 1994 until 2000. His lectures in universities, institutions, military and public venues are for all faiths: Muslim, Hindu, Christian and Jewish alike. Many preachers, priests and rabbis have complimented his way of presenting a fresh and enlightening picture of the world's fastest growing religion - Islam. He works to share Islam and its correct message with our youth, new Muslims and others in simple English terms, and he makes it fun and easy to understand, while referring to Quran and teachings of Islam. Shaikh Yusuf brings many new people to Islam using straight talk and humor, while answering many of the harsh attacks against Islam and the Muslims. He makes it fun and easy for all to understand.

Be sure to see the link:
http://yusufestes.blogspot.com/2007/10/background-bio-for-yusuf-estes.html

My vague and lighthearted thoughts on Addictions


The American Society of Addiction Medicine has this definition for Addiction:

Addiction is a primary, chronic disease of brain reward, motivation, memory and related circuitry. Dysfunction in these circuits leads to characteristic biological, psychological, social and spiritual manifestations. This is reflected in the individual pursuing reward and/or relief by substance use and other behaviors. The addiction is characterized by impairment in behavioral control, craving, inability to consistently abstain, and diminished recognition of significant problems with one’s behaviors and interpersonal relationships. Like other chronic diseases, addiction can involve cycles of relapse and remission. Without treatment or engagement in recovery activities, addiction is progressive and can result in disability or premature death.

How easily we use the term addiction yet have we ever considered the make up of our so called addictions?

Does an addiction have to have only a negative impact on your life.... drugs - substances - smoking or can we be addicted to i.e. the smell of fresh flowers in the house?

Can we become addicted to smiling and wanting to constantly smile?

Can we become addicted to behaving in a selfless manner and contributing to society in everyway we possibly can?

My craving and inability to abstain from doing the housework until the reward of a clean and orderly house is reached is now part of my life.....I do sometimes relapse and end up climbing my way through mounds of Ironing and garbage, however is this enough to validate it as an ADDICTION??

I
 have addictions....some good, some bad? I do not want to overcome them as I have them due to the fact that I like them.......and have kept them in my life out of choice....is this contradicting the theory
"The addiction is characterized by impairment in behavioral control, craving, inability to consistently abstain, and diminished recognition of significant problems with one’s behaviors and interpersonal relationships.
Are some of us just born to be addicts? is this withihn our genetic makeup? I certainly believe in the latter.

Once an addict always an addict which does not really give me a choice, but to continue in this addictive manner and hopefully endeavour to take control of my addictions and review the potential hazard they may impose on me is a task on my forever increasing total addictive To do list!

Hanya

4 May 2011

Dear Friend

Dear Friend

You keep asking me these questions about my state of mind.......
my crazy state of mind
I dont have the answers - and if I did would I speak to you of them?
I dont have the energy - and if I did would I use it on you?
I dont even have the time - and if I did would I spend it on you?

You speak of storing regrets
let go
what was not meant to be
was not.....
is not.....
has not.....

and probably wont!
apologies for the bluntness
but I know you will not understand
even though you will think you do
you will always think that you do
but you do not

Hanya

Which way now?

Here I am at the crossroads again
Which way to turn
Is it in my control?
Do I take the first step in the direction I think I should take?
or will I just stand here and wait to be pushed into the direction he wishes me to take?
Life would be so much simpler
If  both options led to the same place

Hanya

Text Message

Tairey siva koei Na tha.......Tairay siva koei nahee.....U are the only one I loved...

reply

Loved?? ok

1 May 2011

boring repetition

ok so here I am back to the same place I was exactly 2 and half years ago..........why has nothing changed?

21 Apr 2011

Now you have something to say......

You say we have nothing in common.
Really?
Is that so?
Well I have to disappoint you!
We actually do.
No matter how different we are,
we're both human beings
we breathe
we eat
we hurt
we smile
we cry
we're under the same sky
we love
we hate
we have feelings......
Now you have something to say

Hanya

13 Apr 2011

Cant get this song out of my mind - SOMEONE LIKE YOU - Adele

I heard that you're settled down,
That you found a girl and you're married now,
I heard that your dreams came true,
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you,
Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light,
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I had hoped you'd see my face,
And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over,
Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"
Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead, yeah,
You know how the time flies,
Only yesterday was the time of our lives,
We were born and raised in a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days,
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I had hoped you'd see my face,
And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over,
Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"
Nothing compares,
No worries or cares,
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made,
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?
Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"
Nevermind, I'll find someone like you,
I wish nothing but the best for you, too,
Don't forget me, I beg,
I remember you said,
"Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead,"
Sometimes it lasts in love,
But sometimes it hurts instead.

1 Mar 2011

In silence we met


In Silence we met
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget
The spirit deceive
If I should meet thee
after long years
How should I greet thee 
With Silence or tears

18 Jan 2011

Use Somebody

I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces fill the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
 Someone like you and all you know and how you speak
Countless lovers undercover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you Off in the night while you live it up
I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make you notice
Someone like me Someone like me I'm ready now
Someone like you
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
I've been roaming around up
Looking down at all I see

pixie lott

n i a s s u h a y n a h


H aving it all
A nd knowing it all
N ever letting it go
Y ielding as much as i can
A nd holding on

H as me thinking that
U nderstanding
S uch feelings is
S o enlightening so
A s to what point will
I surrender and
N ever to let go

17 Jan 2011

EVERNEVERNEVERNEVERNEVER

looking beyond
afar
in the distance and seeing the smile of wisdom
the smile of love
the twinkle in the eyes
the thoughts lost in a vast sea of illusions
could he?
did he?
does he?
of course he does!
could she?
does she?
did she?
of course she did
then why all this misery?
because we are and always will be the culprit of our own distruction....
can we make it better?
of course we can
but is it too late?
maybe
maybe not
who knows?
he knows and always will
forever and ever
n
ever
n
ever
n
ever
never?
one small mistake can change the result.... always see from each angle not from what it just seems like to you!
love
Hanya

1 Jan 2011

Christmas


Besides the trillions of smaller things, the one thing I missed whilst living abroad in Pakistan was Christmas. I absolutely love Christmas time. My favourite season of the year is winter so combined with the yuletide festivities I could really not ask for anything more. Now don't get me wrong, the holly jolly Christmas season is not about religion for me, and neither is it the massive commercialised coca cola Santa Claus either!

The flavours of Christmas clementines, cinnamon hot teas and spiced apple pies, eating chocolates with no remorse and receiving gifts from neighbours you have never spoken to! I love it for the warmth you feel indoors and how home becomes your sanctuary after a long cold day.

My favourite Christmas memory has to be the one where dad would pack all the kids into the car and drive down Oxford street to show us all the Christmas lights. To this day I like to go and see the Christmas lights! No anar kali or liberty could replace that childhood memory or for that matter even come near. Christmas has nothing to do with my religion and many people around me suggest that celebrating it in any manner is wrong, however the memories linked with the innocence of childhood cant be erased.

27 Nov 2010

G for Gemaal




So proud of Gemaal as his achievements have filled me with contentment, pride and the knowledge that he will be alright - InshaAllah.
Praying to Allah for his success to rise to unimaginable peaks and his dreams fulfilled.
He is surely blessed by his mothers Dua's and love.
Keep on striving: you were the last one in a line of six but are now at number one.
Love Hanya

24 Nov 2010

I Talk

I talk
To no avail

I speak
But no one is listening

I cry
no one to wipe the tears

I yearn
To no effect

I scream
But it is silent

I try
But nothing changes

My pain within is mine alone

My heart beats to no sound

My breath is unsettled

But again nothing

Except empty promises of change
Of Love
Of merry go rounds
With no lights
No music
No horses
No movement
No life
So no Point
Except for a vast space
Filled with empty cold metal

The eeriness
The silence
The cold harsh metal of my life
Is mine for keeps
My yearning will never stop for bright lights music and love
For the warmth Of the enclosure Of arms of love

I talk

to no avail

I write with the plan to avail.

Hanya

20 Nov 2010

Blog revamp!

Sorry guys if my blog is looking a bit green! it is not ill, I just felt like a change and after trying out
  • black - mysterious
  • Red - sexy
  • Lime Green & Pink - Bold and vivacious
I have in fact returned to a natural and calm colour theme of green and beige which to be honest I guess is what reflects my personality. I like routine and familiarity, I like nature and the serenity of it. I fantasise about being bold, wild and daring but in reality it ain't happened yet! I guess one should never say never so watch this space. 

bye for now
Love and Hugs
Hanya

15 Nov 2010

misunderstood

Coming away from an ordeal of trying to explain my frustrations and not being understood.

Misunderstood for so long, the frustration is infuriating in itself
waiting for him to say the right words and take the lead
Him not hearing my cries
My screams of hurt
My senses turning numb with the effort of trying
Trying to make a point
A point that I have been making for what seems a lifetime
A lifetime of inconsistent love
A lifetime of words
Hours and hours of just words
Is he listening?
Does he care?
Has he ever listened
Has he ever cared?
I know nothing anymore
I want to not care anymore
I want to give up
But can't
I won't

Hanya

1 Nov 2010

Bizarreness

A dream I had last night has had me thinking all day. An incident in my childhood (at the age of about 10 I think) was recalled in the dream and myself and this other person, we spoke about it, the emotions, the unspoken communication felt that many years ago were so strongly apparent in my dream that I woke up in a strange mode of days gone by.

I had always thought that it was only a one sided infatuation, however my dream has enlightened me and showed me that all along he did and has and now he came into my sleep and told me so.

The most bizarre thing was that the encounter in my dream was in the present. I have not seen him for over 20 years yet I knew what he looked like and recognised him by these feelings refreshed.

Bizarre totally bizarre!

Flattery will get you no where


No.
I am not flattering you and I don't want to go anywhere.
I am telling you the truth.
You can't compare yourself with anything.
You are prettier of all.

I Dream

I dream a dream
of laying my head on
the same pillow
of smiling as I watch him
do his thing,
His smile
His stance
His jokes

The eyes; his smiling eyes
My eyes watching him
loving him
feeling him
knowing him
smiling with him

I dream of laying next to him
knowing that his eyes are
loving me
feeling me
knowing me
smiling with me

I dream a dream
only a dream

hanya

3 Oct 2010

TiMeLeSs QuAlItY



  • REMIND ME OF THAT TIME
  • show me that time
  • A TIME GONE BY
  • a time lost but not forgotten
  • A TIME WITH TIMELESS QUALITY
  • a time with all i thought i needed
  • SHOW ME THAT TIME
  • remind me of that time

for a second......

What to a make of it?
His swagger
His look

His Laugh
His manner

His Jovialness
His Craziness

But does he?
Will he?
Is he?

What to make of the outwardly glance?
...the moment of stillness
if only for a second

the beat of my heart
still
if only for a second.......

HANYA

How can one tell?

how can one tell
how one is feeling
if all one's life you have lived a lie
a lie that started with no end in sight
a lie that brought you the good and the sad
a lie that engulfs you with every breath
a lie that you did not tell but it engulfed your life
so now you live a life
  • so false
  • so fake
  • such a farce 
Hanya

Fear


With these feelings, I walk the rope -
Afraid - not of the fall but of the fear of falling
Hanya

maybe it is.....

Crazy as it may be
lonely as it maybe
the love for solitude
is not crazy to me
Peace around me
no one near me
hearing my thoughts
all alone in me
brings me to think
that crazy as it may seem
lonely as it may seem
the love for solitude
is not as crazy as it may seem

Hanya

The Fire is on

Neglected my blog for a very long time but the amount of thoughts I have accumulated should keep me busy for some time. 
I am going through many views, feelings and emotions all day and everyday.
It is time to create and recreate myself from scratch. Falling, brushing down and getting up seems to be the story of my life.
My exterior never gives away my feelings however inside the heat is on and I am on fire. Don't want to smoulder anymore, want to keep it bright and alive.

17 Dec 2009

I wish...

i wish upon upon a star
a star so bright so bright so far
so far so close so close i burnt 
i burnt real bad real bad i felt
i felt the skip the skip of my heart
my heart ablaze ablaze with heat
the heat was too much too much for me
for me so true so true for him
for him not so not so
I wish...
aynah x

1 Sept 2009

9 months later


The fact that I am blogging again means that I am returning back to some kind of mental stability and have a little time to myself after going through nine months of physical and emotional turmoil! The newest addition to the family has plonked herself on my lap and is one of the most beautiful bundles of babyness that I have ever been blessed with. Just to recap I have one 13 year old daughter and have now been given a cute little human being to nurture and love once again.
Loving every minute of it and hating the lack of minutes I have in my life to do everything else!
My life flipped inside out for a while and now I am recuperating and prioritising my baby's life to fit into mine, well actually I think it would be right to say for my life to fit into hers!

Her entrance into the world was a shy one however her feisty nature is evolving and her whimpers have turned into screams.
Loving her more each day, falling crazily in love with her every second. I felt a void and now that she is here, she has filled the space and blessed me with good things
Loving you "Ayanah"
- mama -

26 Dec 2008

ab kya?

In the absence, it was working
In the presence it is failing
Now What?

15 Nov 2008

My dear mamoo

a very sad end to a man so gentle so loving and so dear to us all
the regret coated with pain of not doing more for him while he lived and breathed the air we do will journey with us till the end
may Allah grant him a good place and free him from any burdens he carries Inshallah.
so sad for a man so soft
so sad for my dear uncle who has lost his life to such tragic events caused by his own.
an event that no one will forget
an event that will bring tears whenever his sincere and humble smile comes to mind.
Allah un ko Janath Naseeb Karein
Ameen

9 Nov 2008

Ray of Sunshine


My ray of sunshine is currently shining upon the Indian subcontinent, yep two whole weeks and absence always makes the heart grow fonder whenever she is away. I look forward to her return as the nights are bleak without our usual chitter chatter... our long updates via the mobile networks... our concerns addressed across one strong coffee with cream and one Starbucks signature hot chocolate...she'll be back and then I'll be back and then we'll be back...nattering to our delight!

Missing you
Love you
xxx

8 Nov 2008

I am sure

I am not sure about this tainted love
many years of a pretence 
it was just a game
regretting was not my aim 
everlasting grief
not anymore
not today
hanya

6 Nov 2008

Finale...or is it?

"Because sweet friend you and I
are like that red wall, it's a good idea in theory but somehow does not
work"

The GPU event, Docklands, London

A well deserved break with a hidden agenda was taken with my 12 year old modestly dressed daughter, we travelled down to the docklands, booked a very expensive hotel and chilled for 3 blissful days. Now our main purpose was to attend the 2 day Global Peace Unity event held at the Excel, London. My personal unspoken hidden agenda was thick crisp cotton sheets, room service, TV and restaurant food...just the usual really.
50 yards across from the once known Millennium dome aka 02 arena and settled 10 yards away from the river, I felt like I was in a London postcard. My off spring on the other hand pulled back the curtains and said that she was loving the view of the ocean!!! that was sweet, so I didn't really take her near the murky brown swish swishy water of the river Thames.
Anyway we enjoyed attending the conference and I had a bizarre bump in with an old friend that gave me a very pleasant surprise and the dream we shared as as young teenagers had become reality for her, I was in awe of her achievement...it was good
I will blog further about my own personal experience of attending this conference, however just for now I thought that giving you peeps a brief update of my goings on was the right thing to do!

Return with a twist

Okay... hormones give it a rest and let me get back to MY normal psychotic day to day routine... it isn't happening, I can't set myself free from a huge bubble gum bubble I seem to have fallen into and sunk in so deep that it has enclosed around me and yes it can be sweet and pink and all things nice but I have lost all control.
I can't
eat
sleep
think
work
chat
dress
comb
tidy
organise
drink
puff
shake
jump
caffeinate
chase
laugh
instead it has all been replaced with
crave
cry
sleep
tire
watch
weep
cry
sleep
crave
tire
eat
not eat
crave
tire
sleep
yawn
cry
not much fun really - I have many many supporters around me but I have to ask myself, how useful are these supporters? I mean I ask my much loved sibling to make me spaghetti bolognese...easy enough really but this is where the madness starts!!!!
I have a vision - spaghetti Bolognese
I think about the taste of that vision
all is good!!!
I sit down at the dining table
she used egg spaghetti, why I ask myself why o why??? therefore it was flat....it did not look like my vision!!! she also added mushrooms (which I have loved from the age of three) BUT NOT ANYMORE!!!! this is what I have been trying to warn everyone about...DO NOT USE YOUR INITIATIVE...if I have said spaghetti Bolognese then that's it - not mushrooms....not egg spaghetti!!!!!! just the vision and the taste that I associated with that vision!!!! eesh......

13 Sept 2008

forgiven and forgotten

forgive and
forget,
forgave, i think
but not forgotten
please forgive,
and forget
you have to...
forgive and forget
you have to now!
for your sake
for my sake
for her sake
for it's sake
aynah

Emerald city...here I come!


WHAT A FRIGHTFUL WEEK I'VE HAD!
a week full of curiosity, contemplation, anticipation and lots of talking!
Once again I reach crossroads and the decision to be made will impact my whole life from this day forward. I am hoping that I have placed my foot on the correct path and that this path will lead me to as near to the emerald city as I can get, of course like Dorothy the wizard behind the curtain may be small and not so great as perceived by the people of OZ but hey the yellow brick road was fun and adventurous and gave the experiences that she would never have experienced in her black and white hometown. Unfortunately I have no ruby shoes so there will be no going back to Kansas but I do have my friends full of courage,brains and love around me wishing me well and walking by me every step.
I think that I've done good and even though it was a shock to me, I shall stick with it through thick and thin and know that I will grow to adore this new part of my life that has discretely crept in but has now been welcomed with an open heart and mind.
to all those that have advised, questioned and held my hand... x x x

5 Sept 2008

aNiMaLs...

I wish I was wiser than the hooting owl
cleverer than the sly fox
stronger than the black stallion
smaller than the bear
quirkier than the pelican
swifter than the llama
faster than the cheetah
and more mellow than the raging bull!!!!
a known taurean on my block!
I need to stop comparing myself to animals!!!!
Planning a visit to London Zoo in October, what's the matter with me today? animals are
on the mind! I think I need to lay my head on a pillow that is softer than lambs wool!
and there I go again...

1 Sept 2008

Forever Friends


How long is a piece of string? That is the question that comes to mind when somebody asks me how I am? I want to shout back "I don't know" because that's the answer in my head, but what comes out is "I'm fine". Now that is not far from the truth really because I am usually
Frantic-Irate-Neurotic-Emotional
but hey they hear the word fine and move onto the talking about the weather and work blah blah blah. However there are always the exceptions, the pals who know just by looking at the angle of the glint in my eye that things are not quite touching the tips of the happiest place in town!

They understand and cherish the different angles at wish I flutter and sympathise with my state of affairs rather than judging my errors and predicting that I will accumulate further errors before learning from my so called mistakes. In actual fact i believe that they do not ever refer to such acts as mistakes but actions of impulse and necessary acts of defiance against a system in which I refuse to participate. These selected few are called my friends! In that respect I do not have many friends but the few I do have I cherish from somewhere deep in my heart forever.

It's Pink, Sleek and shiny!

It's pink, sleek and shiny! I have been waiting for some time now for the arrival of my new and exciting gadget... I have not had one of these before and I know that it will give me day's and nights of sheer pleasure!

I have always wanted one of these - to be able to use it in the privacy of my own home as well as when I am travelling and this will so use up all the spare time I currently have in my life...oh yes this is gonna help me feel so much better as it will access all areas and it is of course"top of the range". It has cost me a bob or two but hey why compromise for something less effective? the more attachments the more creative I can be!

I'll ensure that it is charged up so anywhere I go I can just pop it into it's bag and use it as and when I please... I am actually using it right now, kinda have to balance it on my knees as I am used to the tabletop kind but I'm sure I'll get use to it!

Yes you have guessed ... I have received my new laptop... oh yes yes yes!!!