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Monday, 20 February 2012

  • I had just came from church. The father had given our family a blessing . On the way home I told my sister I needed to buy groceries. We passed by the complex. Three fire trucks. I told her maybe we should check it out. We went to the store. It stirred in me. 
    We get home. Our next door neighbor's place destroyed by fire. I don't know how many people lived there. But it must be a lot. The fire trucks were beginning to leave. We go inside our place. It reeks of smoke. Water from the fire hoses on the kitchen floor. All our possessions. Our home. All in tact. Flames a mere feet away. 

    The neighbors must be in shock. They didn't seem upset in the least. Mom praying and thanking the almighty for his mercy on our family.


    Indeed. Mercy. Our home and possessions spared. Everything we worked for. Our material possessions. Why? Someone really is looking over us. I can't explain it. I am grateful. I know it sounds selfish since the neighbors lost everything while everything of ours remained. 

    My clothes, my electronics. My sister's wedding dress. 

    I don't question it. If my faith had been faltering, now it is sturdy. 

Sunday, 22 January 2012

  • Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two

    It feels like I'm holding too much in my head. There are over-arching thoughts and impressions that leave me in awe at what the mind is truly capable of.
    Thoughts from the half marathon have erupted and spawned sons and ageless daughters. Fuck I'm sounding like a panic! At the Disco song.

    It took a day like Wednesday to tune in to my emotions again. Yes it was filled with awesome goodness but my visit to the park served to truly fuse my feelings with my day. I sat at the park bench and tried to gain inspiration from nature to write my poem. The sun was shining, guiding my poem. I decided to write about the night after my first date with Vanessa.

    Specifically when I woke up to the sun shining on her naked body. That image will be in my head for a while and it was so beautiful I had to make it the focus of my poem. The real challenge being discrete about describing the glorious image of a beautiful nude girl after hot sex. Thank you sun for making it so vibrant

    It was also my fathers birthday that day. I hate not being able to wish him well. His very mention causes tension within my family. Yes he was a bad person but I'm still torn because he has matured. I attribute my coldness and lack of feelings partly because of him.
    I didn't expect to get so emotional so soon, especially knowing what my day had in store. Nature brought it out, and for a second I thought my emotions would overwhelm me. However I know that I am strong and that although I felt overwhelmed, god has instilled in me an innate strength to fortify me.

    This rotates another gear in my head that churns an even bigger thought inside. I toy with the idea of a holy order, and today it feels like maybe my thoughts are headed in the right direction. Even if they aren't it's ok since it's all part of the learning process, something to do with god's almighty fist of fate

Tuesday, 17 January 2012

  • NEWFIES SOUNDS LIKE ROOFIES

    I encountered two men from Newfoundland at work the other day. I overheard them talking and knew in an instant that it was the ol Newfie accent. It took the power of over ten thousand suns to stop myself from laughing.

    I really should have asked them what they were doing in Houston. It's just so random. I remember when Nikita told me she was moving to Newfoundland. I didn't believe her at all. It's been a little more than 5 years since I've seen her. I miss talking to her. Literally, thank God she signed into AIM on Sunday. She was destined to know I met Newfies!

    Hmm last time we talked a full conversation was maybe last May? Yes it was. I told her about my mess. After her brother passed she's put up so many walls. I hope she is doing well.

Monday, 16 January 2012

  • 13.1

    My strategy for the half-marathon hasn't strayed from my previous strategies, albeit a little slower.

    Mile 1 and 2: run pace I want to keep for entire run
    Mile 3-8: zombie mode, rely on brain to keep the pace I established the first two miles. Lots and lots of (in?)coherent thoughts
    Mile 9-10: Regroup. Drink Gatorade to replenish electrolytes. Pick up the pace because it just has to be sub 8 minutes! Why are my legs hurting
    Mile 11 and 12: mini zombie mode. runner's high and take that stupid grin off my face
    Mile 13: fuck almost done. this is for the glory!!!! 

    I should really jot all these thoughts down. I had a good train of thought and I'd rather not let it get derailed

    It's good to be a part of this again. Runners are always upbeat. I attribute it to the endorphins released when running. I really want this momentum to continue. I must sign up for more races. If I do three more big races before the end of the year, I'm getting my wings. It is decided

    Really tempted to do the race in Hawaii. SAVE SAVE SAVE

Monday, 09 January 2012

  • Viva La White Girl

    Bothered by white girls from relationships past today

    Ran smack dab into Rachel :/
    I was dripping wet and everything
    Although it must have been more awkward for her since she ran into Nick right afterwards.

    I don't even know why I responded to Kate's text. And how the hell did she know who I was involved with last semester?? She has no business knowing my business. Yes bitch rub your "happiness" all in my face. I couldn't care less

    I realized how I managed to get over that train wreck so quickly. I am not proud of that chapter in my life but I've learned to not make the same string of mistakes. However what sucks is that what I learned about getting over Kate is completely different this time around. Nothing applies.
    All I know is girls be crazy, which I can deal with, but then they don't want to deal with me. 

    I cannot wait for Lent so I can do the much needed spiritual evaluation of myself again.

    This semester will be good in every other aspect :)

    I overheard the word galoshes today. I forgot that word even existed

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