Before I go any further, let me just offer this:

Don’t get me wrong. I, personally, do not hate sandcastles. I quite like them. I also like this kid. The thing I find funny about it is that, after I laughed at his expression, I then noticed that it looks like he’s been eating sand. I don’t think he really hates sandcastles, I think he loves them, but in a culinary sense. Perhaps his hatred is a front, an excuse for the destruction, then afterwards he’s like, “well, it’s ruined, you won’t mind if I take a piece. Nomnomnom.”

So anyway, on with what I actually meant to say… Tim is on his way home as I type this! YAY! I think he won’t be in the best of moods when he gets in, because his plane from LA to Sydney was delayed by about two hours, so he’s going to miss his connecting flight from Sydney to Brisbane. He had caught an earlier flight from New York to LA, because he was worried about making his LA to Sydney flight. LAX can be a real bitch for connections, because they’re so pedantic and annoying. Plus it’s just a stupid airport (so I’ve heard, from several different people). So I know he’ll be tired and fed up, but I’m just going to be so happy to have him home.

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So, this has been Tim’s journey:

Brisbane -> Tokyo -> Singapore ->London -> Frankfurt -> Paris -> London -> Boston -> New Hampshire -> Boston -> New York -> Philadelphia -> New York -> LA -> Sydney -> Brisbane

All that in three weeks. I think that list is right… It’s just the side trips I’m not 100% sure of.

Chris came over this afternoon and hung out for a while. We watched Little People, Big World (there was a weekend marathon of LPBW on) and talked about things. Then, Noelle arrived and we had to stop talking about her and talk about something else. Just kidding. We still talked about her. Not. Ok. I’m going to stop that doubletalk now. It was a lot of fun hanging out with Chris and Noelle, and Po. We watched the Pilot episode of “Dead Like Me”, and then Chris went home to his Doon but Noelle and I kept watching episode after episode of Dead Like Me. I really like it. The girl looks like she’s about 15, but she has weird, grown-up hands. They’re creepy, but it really fits in with the whole grim reaper theme. It reminds me of one of the radio shows of Ricky, Karl and Steve when they were talking about how they had watched that interview with Michael Jackson, where that guy followed him around and you got to see what his life consisted of. When they asked Karl’s opinion on Michael Jackson, he said, “‘e’s got big ‘ands, ain’t ‘e?” (substitute the extra apostrophes for ‘h’ in case you’re not familiar with his accent). Ricky and Steve laughed at Karl, just one more in a long line of extreme non-sequiturs. I can’t listen to the podcasts without laughing out loud. Sometimes I have to stop what I’m doing so that I can concentrate on not laughing too loud, because when I’m listening to the shows I am at work. It’s my escape from the daily grind (like Gloria Jeans wants to be, but we have a coffee machine in the lunch room at work so why would I go all the way to Gloria Jeans to escape the daily grind, there’s not even one near my work.)

I’m really tired. Here is another funny picture (I find it funny. Actually, I find it hilarious. I’m not sure why. Don’t get mad at me if you don’t find it as amusing as I did):

I think I really like that the thing behind it is so ugly, and the text is small and plain, and you could sort of imagine that kitten saying that. If you’re great at anthropomorphising like I am. Not as great as Karl Pilkington, who apparently saw a bee have a heart attack (because London is so stressful and all). Karl also said that ginger cats are always fat (you never see a skinny ginger cat, according to Karl) because life’s more stressful for them than other cats, because they would get picked on for being ginger. He also said they always look ‘fed up’.

Lauren and Nathan are coming over tomorrow morning to hang out before we go get Tim from the airport. Yay!

We’d all cast nets into the sea. I think that’s what it is. I’m not entirely sure.

Anyway, if wishes did actually come true, I’d be wishing for the book Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer to be released already, and another hundred books in the series available for sale. I’ve just finished reading the third book Eclipse, and I have to now calm the impatient part of my mind that’s saying “I WANT MORE EDWARD AND BELLA, NOW!!!!!!” Because that part of my mind is stupid and demanding.

The funny part about these books is that right about the time I got the first one, I also bought the Vampire Weekend CD. It’s funny because those books are about vampires (hot vampires), and the CD is called Vampire Weekend but it’s not really about Vampires at all. My Chemical Romance makes a better soundtrack to the Twilight series than Vampire Weekend does. Anyway, Vampire Weekend is one of my new favourites. Whoever you are, you should check them out. They’re not for everyone, and chances are that if you listen to Tool and Metallica you’ll only be able to appreciate their ability to use their instruments and not much else, but still, give them a try.

Another thing I’d recommend is my new favourite podcast – being the Keith And The Girl podcast. This is something I’ve only recently started listening to – just over the past few weeks. I’ve been downloading episodes at night or on the weekends, and listen to them throughout the day at work. The good thing about this is that I have something awesome to listen to while I work, the bad thing about it is that sometimes I burst out laughing for no apparent reason (from the perspective of my colleagues). I’ve been trying to keep it down to the occasional amused grin or giggle, but sometimes something Keith or Chemda or Patrice or anyone on the show says or does gets the better of me. Sometimes it’s just the news stories that they read out. Also Andy Rooney.

Anyway, I should get to sleep. Work tomorrow, then the day after that, then the day after that, then the day after that. But not the day after that, because that will be Saturday. Holy crap this four-day weekend went fast! Oh, and happy egg day everyone! (for Sunday). And happy birthday mum! (for Sunday). Love you all! I am very tired!

I am going to a lot of different places this year. I think it’s the year of travel for me. For the Chinese, it’s the year of the rat. I was in the Valley on Friday night (last night) and watched the dragon dancing around the tables at one of the Chinese restaurants, and listened to the banging of the gong. I also became mesmerised by the fish in the fish pond fountain in the Chinatown mall. I’m not sure if it’s usually there, but last night there was mist coming out from the top part of the fountain where the uplights are. Also, the water in the bottom part of the fountain, where the fish swim around, looked a bit more cloudy than usual, and there were more coins in there too. I felt sorry for the fish.

Anyway, here is the first of my travels:

Not actually the whole of Western Australia, just Perth. The trip over involves a red-eye flight several hours long. I feel like this should mean that people on the Western Coast would be different that the people of the East Coast of Australia, but I guess that we all started out from similar beginnings, and our beginnings weren’t that long ago.

Tim and I are traveling to San Francisco in May this year. It’s exciting because I’ve never been to America before, and this will be my first experience of traveling with Tim. I think we’ll be fine. Tim got the tickets using his frequent flyer miles, which is awesome, because he could have used his miles to get ONE business class return to San Francisco, but instead he got TWO economy return to San Francisco. We’re also going to Canada:

One leg of the trip will be by train, and one will be by plane. Apparently the train trip from San Francisco up to Vancouver is beautiful. I’m looking forward to it. I think we will get a sleeper cabin. Tim was also saying we could spend a couple of days in Seattle, which’ll be good, too. I checked online at the average temperatures for that time of year. The maximum is 17.5 degrees Celsius, which suits me so perfectly you can’t even imagine. I wouldn’t mind it being even cooler than that. Check out the picture of Canada – there are polar bears on there! I swear that means they exist there in real life. I love them. And the elk (if that’s what they are). Yay! It’s going to be amazing.

And finally, toward the end of the year, Noelle and I are traveling to Europe and the UK. I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am about revisiting Europe, especially when you consider all the people over there I will get to meet up with: Anna, Ben, Simone&Dave, Ruth… I am so psyched! We’re planning on spending time in London (& surrounds), Amsterdam (yay Anna!), Paris (I forgot to remind Noelle about this one :S), Denmark (yay legoland! and the little mermaid!), somewhere in Ireland (maybe Galway?)… and wherever else we have time to go. I’d love to visit Prague, but time constraints may make that difficult. Also the financial aspect… 

That’s it on the travel front. In other news, I have started my new job (the end of this week marked two weeks there). I’m exhausted, but appreciate the plus side. I guess you could say the end justifies the means. I got a new pair of boots today at DFO without worrying that they would break the bank. The fact that they were only $20 should illustrate my point. It felt so good to have my own money. I won’t be able to be this laissez-faire about my pay every week, but for this week it’s pretty nice. I’m going to start my hardcore savings as of next Thursday. Tim has been extremely helpful with this, and I’m glad that my working has been able to take some stress off him as well. I’m infinitely grateful to him for looking after me this entire time. Although it may seem strange, I feel like there is a good side to this entire experience, and that is to be able to know, without doubt or hesitation, that Tim’s love comes without condition. This is an amazing gift. Tim and Matt are currently playing Guitar Hero III, and bemoaning the insensitivity of the red button on our guitar. We had a nice dinner, a yummy dessert, and there is a Po here for entertainment. Life is pretty good.

I am lucky.

Luck is not measured by that which others believe we should be thankful for, but rather the things that make us feel fulfilled. The things in our life which bring contentment. Sometimes they can be that which you would expect someone to feel fortunate for having – a roof over their head, food in their stomach, money in the bank. Sometimes it’s smaller things, such as getting a new video game you’ve been waiting weeks for, or coming home to find someone has cooked you your favourite meal for dinner.

I don’t think of luck as in singular moments – “I got lucky on the pokies!”, but rather a series of events and states of existence that lead you to feel life is not always a difficult, up-hill climb.

Some things that I feel lucky for:

* Living in a place where we can paint the walls if we want to, or put in picture hooks, or rip out the spiky plants in the garden, because we own it!

* Being in love with someone who is in love with me

* Tim’s family – his quiet, thoughtful father; his caring, protective mother; his vibrant, beautiful sister; his funny, skilful brother; their gorgeous, aloof, fluffy cat.

* Having a positive outcome from my spinal surgery

* Having an awesome, weird & wonderful family

* Owning a Napoleon cat, and before him, my wonderful Dinnacat. RIP, Dinna.

* Having a place to go home to in Yamba, our family home, with my amazing mother now living there and enjoying the peace and tranquillity

* Having tickets to San Francisco next May (woohoo!)

* Being able to watch and be part of the process of my beautiful older sister getting married to the love of her life

* Having a seriously cool brother-in-law

* Seeing Rosie making her way in the world (I’m very proud!)

* Having dreams of study, and people who believe in me

* Having Chris as a friend, someone who has known me since I was about 5 years old, and therefore understands a lot about the way I think and feel! I’m so happy for Chris that he has found a Doon, and that they are happy

I have so many other things I could write, but for now I will bask in the warm glow cast by all these thoughts.

Life wasn’t always this good, but it’s worth the pain in the end.

This cat is so cute. It’s from one of those Japanese TV shows, where they show the faces of different people up in the top right-hand corner for some reason.

I needed to be sure I was capable of that which I imagined, but never actually tested. My worth is not dictated by those around me. Love yourself first. You will definitely have enough left for everyone else in your life. It will be easier to tell who is deserving of your love also. You are entitled to make a decision as to who is worth your while. That is your decision and yours alone. But by the same token, you can’t change someone else’s mind or affect or manipulate their decision either.

Nothing that I do to try and force a situation, to try to force something to what I believe is the logical conclusion, is ever going to get it there.

This is a fundamental realisation, one which is strong enough to crawl upon and start learning how to stand upright again. It’s simple, but it’s not something that anyone else can tell you. There are so many things to learn about life which other people will try to tell you, but it’s not until you actually experience it for yourself, make the mistake, and learn from it, that you will really understand.

I know this might sound really wanky to some people, especially those who don’t know what I’ve been going through these past couple of months.

I know there’s something knitting and healing inside, and the healing of this still occasionally aches, but I know that this is the process. This is what needs to happen. The pain, sadness, ill-feelings… they don’t just up and disappear when I feel like I can cope with the world again. And really, I’ve been back in amongst the living for quite some time now.

I love me. I love myself, who I am and who I am not. I love my friends, the people around me who accept me and appreciate me. I love my family, who shaped and moulded who I am. I like idiosyncrasies – things that challenge me, that create lessons for me to learn in my own life.

Melancholy isn’t always a bad thing. I think it’s just like that “Wish You Were Here” song by Pink Floyd. That’s probably a really good melancholy song. Another good melancholy song is “Leif Erikson” by Interpol. And no, they aren’t paying me for all these mentions. Get a real job, GOSH!

These are some good things, separated into the people they belong to (in no particular order):

Noelle: she is effervescent, happy, beautiful, FUN! She knows all the best Napoleon, SuperTroopers & Jack Handey quotes, plus some others that we made up
Rosie: She has zero tact, and can wear her pjyamas down to the store. Woot! Also she swears a lot, which I pretend to hate but find secretly amusing.
Lauren: She has a perfect tone of voice and facial expressions for telling secrets. She is incredibly creative with a high degree of talent
Nathan: he is made of angles and has buddy holly glasses. He introduces me to all my favourite bands. He knows a lot of random things.
John: His grandma called him just to tell him that he looked like Chris Rock, only white. His mannerisms are hilariously endearing
Kirra: She is an awesome human being. She buys great presents. She cries when she laughs, and has a mean V addiction
Chris I: he’s not afraid to admit to following what could be considered nerdy pursuits. He likes Tim Burton and has Star Wars action figures.
Robert: Is generous and reliable, not to mention laugh-out-loud funny. He also looks like a CGI character and answers all my stupid questions, and introduced me to angry german kid (LOL!)
Clare: She’s passionate & idealistic. Sometimes overzealous, but always with her heart in the right place.
Chris R: He’s like a recurring dream… every so often he just appears in a whirl of parties and craziness then slowly fades back into the woodwork.
Maria: worked with really odd people, and can do unreal impersonations.
Patience: She’s crazy, hyperactive and a grate singer (get it? haha! boom tish!)
The people across the road: sing loudly and off-tune to some music I didn’t know existed, and prevent me from being able to concentrate on this blog entry. Come to think of it, that’s not such a good thing.

Sorry everyone else who was not included on this because of the terrible noise coming from the house across the road, I love you all!

My left arm has a bruise on the shoulder that hasn’t come up yet, that i’m assuming is something i’ve done when i was drunk. But I didn’t know it was there until dad hit me on the shoulder at dinner tonight.

Dinner was good. Rosie started off angry & emo but then warmed to us and by the end of the meal she was actually laughing along with the rest of us, especially after Noelle told the fishface story.

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I am in TV LOVE with Marco from 4400. I wish he was a real person. I mean his character, because it’s not like he’s a cartoon or something. Even if he was a real person, it’s not like it would make the slightest difference anyway. Also, I’m insane.

Sometimes I think that I am just so different from other girls my age that there’s no way we will ever relate to each other. If that is true, then who can I relate to? It certainly feels true sometimes. Some things I understand about girls my age, things I also go through, such as self-consciousness, crushes, and maybe even shallowness. But these things for me are only temporary states of mind, tiny inconsistencies that breeze through my life now and again. What I don’t understand is how other girls my age take it to the next level… why? Why do you hate your body so much you avoid looking in the mirror when you undress to have a shower? Why do you go all out to get a guy, pretend to be someone that you’re not, so he’ll like you? In the end you just realise that you don’t even like the guy, and he doesn’t like you for who you are because from the start you weren’t yourself. And why, why, why, why do you try to make other people feel low because they don’t look like you, don’t want to look like you, and don’t care if they’re not wearing the right brand of clothes or the right shade of make up? That is the thing I hate the most. Superficiality and shallowness when it hurts other people.

I always look in the mirror when I’m naked, even when I’m having a ‘fat’ day. (I’ve been having a few of them since christmas). I would even go so far as to say I like looking in the mirror. I like me, knowing that this body is mine. I can do whatever I like to personalise it, dye my hair, get a tattoo… It’s entirely up to me. Why hurt yourself with negative self-talk that just compounds your insecurities? The little voice inside your head that tells you that you’re not worth it, not good enough etc, is controlled by you. If you want to, you can make it turn around and say you are worth it, you are good enough, you’re everything you need to be. It’s like programming a computer, but no one seems to know this because they think they deserve this kind of negativity and self-loathing.

I never pretend to be someone I’m not to get a guy. I love being me, just waiting to see if there is someone else who loves me being me… it’s not narciscism, it’s simply common sense. I don’t love myself so much that it impedes on my ability to love other people. I love all my friends, my family, and some people I only know as acquaintances. Maybe I’ll get to know them better this year and I can love them as friends too.

I never, ever pay people out in search of a way to make me feel better about myself. That is the most illogical thing I have ever heard. How is that ever going to make you feel better about yourself? you’re just going to feel guilty for being such a bitch.

I’m not normal. I don’t care that other people don’t wear cool clothes, or make up, or don’t talk the ‘right’ way. Who are these people that I’m not like? that I can’t relate to? Their lives must be so sad.

Well, to begin with I didn’t really think I’d do this survey thing. But, now I feel a bit less inhibited (mostly due to the fact that summer storm did it) so here goes…

1. Full name:

Cassandra (I think I might have already put this up in the second entry of my diary…)

2. Nicknames:

cassava, melon, cassju, anna-may (as in ‘anime’)

3. Age:

18

4. Birth date:

23 April 1983

5. Zodiac sign:

Taurus. I am so stubborn, apparently… I guess that’s true ^_^

6. Location:

Yamba, a small fishing town on north coast nsw, Australia, between Byron Bay and Coffs Harbour.

7. Place of birth:

Manly, Sydney, Australia

8. Hair color:

dark brown/auburn… but I dyed it. Natural colour is blonde.

9. Eye color:

light blue. I was told that all babies are born with blue eyes, and that they change into whatever colour later on. But what about asian or black babies? Also, did you know that the gene for blue eyes is recessive? I wonder why so many people have blue eyes…

10. Height:

5′10″

11. Piercings, tattoos:

I have pierced ears. Got them done when I was four, and never let them close up.

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12. Music type:

My music taste is quite eclectic. I like a lot of different music. Although, just because I like a song from one genre doesn’t mean I’ll like all of them.

13. Bands/Groups:

Um… The bands/artists I have favourite songs from are Coldplay, Kelis, Ben Harper, Alex Lloyd, Sunk Loto, TLC, All Saints, Craig David, Nelly Furtado, Mandy Moore (^_^), silverchair, sugar ray, natalie imbruglia, Jennifer Lopez, Mya, Fuel, Pink, Cafe Del Mar (that topped off the list of some very poppy groups!), Ben Lee, powderfinger, Nine Inch Nails

14. Songs:

I’m like a bird – Nelly Furtado
No Scrubs – TLC
Steal my kisses – Ben Harper
Emotion Sickness – Silverchair

15. Books:

My favourite book of all time is Habibi, by Naomi Shihab Nye. Others are Memoirs of a Geisha by um… can’t remember now , The Hundred Secret Senses by Amy Tan, the Tomorrow series by John Marsden, The Postman by David Brin (the book is much, much better than the movie), and I’m starting to read the Harry Potter series, which seems interesting.

16. Comics:

Um… I just read the comics in the newspaper when I get the chance… and the ones in the tv guide on sundays. I like the charicatures drawn of politicians and famous people, and I also like the comics in mad magazine.

17. Comic characters:

ah… um… from the manga ‘ah my goddess’ i like urd and skuld…. and from ranma 1/2 I like ranma and that guy that turns into a pig.

18. Quality in the same sex:

sense of humour, insanity, happy, fun… friendly ^_^, tolerant.

19. Quality in the opposite sex:

probably the same as for the same sex… Only thing I can really say I have is shallowness. You kinda get sick of superficiality real quick.

20. Hobbies:

Reading, drawing, writing poetry, swimming, going to the beach, making things… smiling… kayaking… ^_^

21. Cereal:

if I have to eat cereal (I’m rarely in the mood for it) I eat weet-bix. Nine out of ten nutritionists recommend kids eat weet-bix. Do you think their advertising campaign is working?

22. Day of the week:

I like Friday, cause that’s when I get paid. And it’s also when everybody is in a good mood because it’s the end of the week. People are more relaxed on friday afternoons.

23. Month:

December ^_^

24. Season:

Summer. I kind of have a backwards way of thinking. You’d think that when it’s hot, you’d wish for the cold months, and when it’s cold, you’d wish for the hot months. Well, in summer, summer is my favourite season. In winter, winter is my favourite season. I guess you could say I’m just happy with whatever season it is ^_^

25. Holiday:

Christmas! I love Christmas! It’s my favourite time of the whole year. Even though the past few christmases have been horrible (last christmas I had a breakdown, christmas before that I was practically a skeleton from not eating, and christmas before that mum and dad had a huge fight), I still look forward to it with the excitement and anticipation I had when I was little. I love going to Grafton to go Christmas Shopping. I love the tradition of getting one new christmas decoration each, every year. I love going to the beach on Christmas day. I love seeing family and friends together in one huge group. I love the feeling in the air and the smells and the emotions etc… ^_^

26. Cartoon:

Simpsons. No contest. There might have been a contest if anime was mentioned… but the simpsons is the best cartoon ever. I love homer, he’s my favourite. I love the episode where he squeezes a penny and it goes up into his arm and marge goes “oh homer, not again. Don’t take ’squeeze every penny’ so literally” lol. so stupid. but if anime had been included, I would say neon genesis evangelion first of all, or cardcaptors, or magic knight rayearth…

27. Pizza toppings:

BBQ meatlovers pizza, but only from pizza hut. I don’t like bbq meatlovers from other stores. If I have to get a pizza from other stores, gimme one with everything, except those little fish. anchovies… yeah that’s them. I don’t want any o’ dem.

28. Animal(s):

I love monkeys. They are the best. I love cats too, especially big cats like tigers and panthers and… cheetahs and stuff.

29. School subject:

Although I’ve been out of school a while, my favourite subjects were english and French. I also liked art, though I never got very good grades in art because I was constantly being compared to my older sister, and she’s like… the next picasso or something, but without all that crazy stuff he did.

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30. Have pets:

yes. I have one cat called Dinna, one goldfish called redkelp, two shubunkins called Jen and Shu Lien. And there are two cats that live here that are sort of mine… Mother and Baby. Baby is the daughter of Mother. Mother had five babies behind the couch in my room, and baby was the only one that survived.

31. Have a “boyfriend/girlfriend:”

nope, not right at the moment. I don’t really need one either… well I might, but not for the sake of being able to say “yes I have a boyfriend”. If I meet a guy I like, that likes me back, then I’m not against a relationship ^_^

32. Smoke:

nope.

33. Drink:

sometimes, but I find I become insecure and melancholy when I drink, whereas if i don’t drink I’m hyper and happy and all that good stuff.

34. Do drugs:

nopes.

35. Have siblings:

yes. I have an older sister, Lauren who is 19, and a younger sister, Rosie, who is 13.

36. Sleep with stuffed animals:

no. I used to, but it seemed pointless as I always kicked them off the bed while I was asleep anyway. I had a hello kitty and this really old koala that nanny bought me before she died (at the expo 1988)

37. Prefer being hot or cold:

really, you’d have to refer back to the season question. I like being hot when it’s hot, and cold when it’s cold. I adapt very well.

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38. One pillow or more:

one pillow. My pillow is about 30 years old… my nan made it ^_^ it’s the best pillow ever.

39. Being here or there:

here. I’m quite happy where I am. Sometimes I think I’d rather be there, but I know I can always go there if I want to.

40. Pencil or pen:

pen is best for drawing and writing. a lot of people like pencils for sketching, but pens are better for me ^_^

41. Be deaf or blind:

deaf. I couldn’t live without sight. Besides, you can always learn to lipread, and you can watch other people talking and figure out what they’re saying lol. Plus, if you’re at a party or a club, and you’re dancing, the music is pumping anyway so I figure you’d be able to pick up the vibrations through the floor.

42. Snow or rain:

snow! I love snow. Ever since I went to Perisher-Smiggens when I was in yr 6… I was a natural at skiing, and snow was just soo… cool!

42. Chocolate milk or plain:

chocolate ^_^ oh, except for on cereal. I have to have plain. Imagine chocolate milk on weet-bix!

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43. What was/will be the best day of your life?

best day so far was… when I found out I didn’t have to have a spinal fusion operation… yay!

44. Confide a fairly deep secret that you can share:

um… something I haven’t told anyone… Well, I used to be an army cadet… lol. that’s not really a secret is it?

45. Are you ticklish?

yes, on every inch of my entire body. even my hands, and ears, and face.. lol.

46. Who do you consider to be “cool?”

ah come on… cool? how passé. Like I said before – I think snow is cool, but snow isn’t human. I think my cat is cool – yeah, he’s really aloof. way cool man.

47. What would you believe is the most important factor in life?

Love. All you need is love. ^_^ Tolerance comes along with love, as does everything else. Love is the most important factor. Is it even a factor? I don’t know.

ok, ok, i admit it. i am weird, crazy, confusing… but i’m also vibrant, beautiful and funny ^_^ does that make up for it? I thought I’d put this quote in this entry, because most people get pissed off when you give yourself compliments. They say “hmph. she LOVES herself.” like that’s a bad thing! I love myself, yes i do. I’m sure you love yourself too, but you’d never tell anyone. I love my skin. it’s always so clear and soft and smooth… and it tans easily. Thank you skin! Majority of the people reading this now would be officially freaked out. Give me a break kids! i’m in a weird mood. I also like my eyes. They’re huge, and they sparkle and they’re such a nice colour… hehehe… maybe i should just stop the self-affirmations for a little while ^_^.

Anyways, here’s the quote I mentioned earlier in this entry ^_^ it’s from nelson mandela.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are born to make manifest the Glory of God that is within us. It’s not in some of us, it’s in everyone, and as we let our own light shine, we consciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

Nelson Mandela, June 1997

So, there you have it. If you’re atheist/agnostic, it’s still relevant, because the parts about God aren’t really all that important.

Anyways, enuffa dat from me for now. I’m gonna go have a nice warm shower… nighty nights ^_^