I feel that very small acts on one person's part could translate into tremendous help/benefit to someone else.
Perhaps you can look beyond yourself today and try, just for a second, see what you can do, to many someone's life just that tiny bit better today.
... and perhaps you can tell me what I could do, to help bring one more smile to your day.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Good evening, reader.
How are you going? I probably haven't heard from you in awhile. Send me an email. I want to hear from you, but sometimes it is hard keeping in touch with everyone. People tend to be busy, which is why I hesitate getting in touch with people, yourself included, probably.
Hope to talk to you soon.
Regards,
Kei
Hope to talk to you soon.
Regards,
Kei
Monday, November 23, 2009
Nov 23, '09
Missing you like crazy just thinking about having you gone.
They told me it gets easier with time. It doesn't.
I wish it didn't have to come to this.
They told me it gets easier with time. It doesn't.
I wish it didn't have to come to this.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Nov 29, '09
Sometimes it's not that unbearable. Sometimes you can even crack a smile over it.
But when the world stops around you and there is a quiet moment late at night, in the dark of your room, you remember. You remember how much it hurt, you remember the pain. The images, the words, the memories.
... and then you look down at your chest, and you see your heart still bleeding.
But when the world stops around you and there is a quiet moment late at night, in the dark of your room, you remember. You remember how much it hurt, you remember the pain. The images, the words, the memories.
... and then you look down at your chest, and you see your heart still bleeding.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Nov 21, 09
"When I can't feel you, I have learned to reach out just the same
When I can't hear you, I know you still hear every word I pray
And I want you more than I want to live another day
And as I wait for you maybe I'm made more faithful"
- Brooke Fraser
When I can't hear you, I know you still hear every word I pray
And I want you more than I want to live another day
And as I wait for you maybe I'm made more faithful"
- Brooke Fraser
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Encouragement in the form of 2 flat whites and a good conversation.
I thank God for pulling me out of two low moods today.
Every time someone or something pulls me out means one less time in the hole.
Thanks =)
Every time someone or something pulls me out means one less time in the hole.
Thanks =)
Sunday, November 8, 2009
8/11/09 for 13/11/09.
The 2009 International To Write Love on Her Arm Day (TWLOHA) in on Nov 13. TWLOHA is a non-profit movement dedicated to helping the millions of people out there battling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide.
In support of this, on Nov 13, thousands of people around the world will be writing "LOVE" on their arms in support and to help raise awareness of this potentially deadly illness.
For more information, see:
http://www.twloha.com
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/event.php?eid=131785654130&index=1%20
You never know, you could be supporting a friend or family member.
And if you it's you that needs the support, I'll be there supporting you (probably unknowingly), as will thousands of other people in the world.
Because dying's just not worth it.
In support of this, on Nov 13, thousands of people around the world will be writing "LOVE" on their arms in support and to help raise awareness of this potentially deadly illness.
For more information, see:
http://www.twloha.com
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/event.php?eid=131785654130&index=1%20
You never know, you could be supporting a friend or family member.
And if you it's you that needs the support, I'll be there supporting you (probably unknowingly), as will thousands of other people in the world.
Because dying's just not worth it.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Nov 5, '09
Facebook is having some strange functions these days.
E.g. I'm not really getting this "like" of statuses. What does it exactly mean? I think I had a ranting status and I got a few "likes". Does that mean they are glad I am ranting or that they feel like ranting too?
E.g. "Suggesting friends" for friends because they only have x friends. That's the most ridiculous thing ever. Seriously. As if Facebook friends are real.
I'm not complaining though. I just think it's strange. The creators of Facebook must have their own reasons, I'm sure, but I don't get them.
It is Friday tomorrow. Yay, yay and YAY.
E.g. I'm not really getting this "like" of statuses. What does it exactly mean? I think I had a ranting status and I got a few "likes". Does that mean they are glad I am ranting or that they feel like ranting too?
E.g. "Suggesting friends" for friends because they only have x friends. That's the most ridiculous thing ever. Seriously. As if Facebook friends are real.
I'm not complaining though. I just think it's strange. The creators of Facebook must have their own reasons, I'm sure, but I don't get them.
It is Friday tomorrow. Yay, yay and YAY.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Cup Day, '09.
I had waited for this day for a long time. Ever since probably around Queen's Birthday earlier this year.
It was a good day. Paid no attention to horses, but after a few conversations I've had with my housemate, maybe I should try my luck next year. Hm, shouldn't be greedy.
Caught up with a few friends. Had some good conversations. Had a good dinner at a place I'd never tried before in Fitzroy. Oh, and had the best ride home ever. There was just the right amount moisture in the air from after the rain and just a slight breeze. Fantastic.
Back to work tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after that. Sighhhhhhh.
Christmas, Christmas, please come sooner.
It was a good day. Paid no attention to horses, but after a few conversations I've had with my housemate, maybe I should try my luck next year. Hm, shouldn't be greedy.
Caught up with a few friends. Had some good conversations. Had a good dinner at a place I'd never tried before in Fitzroy. Oh, and had the best ride home ever. There was just the right amount moisture in the air from after the rain and just a slight breeze. Fantastic.
Back to work tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after that. Sighhhhhhh.
Christmas, Christmas, please come sooner.
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