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Name: Emily
Birthday: 3/17/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: Just hangin out with friends, writing music, playing guitar, and....the JIBBLEYS!!!!!!! ;-)
Expertise: good at..singing, guitar..oboe..hopefully i am just at a mind block right now, cuz maybe there are more things im good at :-/
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Website: visit my website
Member Since:
3/27/2004
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| Wake. Up.
I am currently experiencing the effects of hurricane Isaac. Devastating or not, the gulf coast is definitely being affected in in some way, shape or form. Some have lost trees and, as result, have lost vehicles. Some have lost homes due to tornadoes. Some have lost pets. A large majority of us though, have simply experienced an hour, sixty minutes, 3,600 seconds of power outage. As a result of that misfortune, some may have had to go without their iPhones or iPads for the entirety of an hour. Some of us EVEN were unable to watch our favorite MTV or TLC reality show. As a result, some have been forced to wait an entire week to find out when snooki is having her baby, when the Duggers are conceiving their next child, and what new drama the housewives of New Jersey may have to bring to the table. Some of us were unable to heat up our recently purchased microwaveable item from aisle 12 of our local Walmart.
These are the problems we Americans are experiencing in these two days, which have seemed like an eternity.
Now, let's talk about the current issues that people are dealing with in Sub-Saharan Africa.
Considering their lack of modern technology and power, they are unable to post Facebook statuses which would aid in voicing their complaints.
While we are losing mintes of our favorite TV shows, mothers are losing sons, daughters, and husbands due to malnutrition and numerous deficiencies.
Millions of people's loved ones are dying on a DAILY basis. Not because of a natural disaster, but simply because that is what they call life.
While we are experiencing a couple of days wondering what foods to eat without the help of our beloved stovetops, People in Africa wonder if they will receive their daily spoonfuls of rice or not.
While some of us are thankful for a natural disaster in that it is providing a few extra days off from school, people in Africa wonder if they will ever experience the fulfillment of having an educated mind.
While we are wondering when we will be able to drive our Volvos and Hondas again, they are wondering if they will be able to walk tomorrow due to the blisters and sores on their feet.
In conclusion, next time we feel the urge to complain about our 'woes,' let's humble our minds and put ourselves in the shoes of those less fortunate all around the world.
- Em
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| Today is my Uncle Scott's birthday.
We went and ate lunch with him in Long Beach.
He began to tell me about how his late wife, Gigi, touched one particular student's life as a teacher. He was a rebel- defiant and angry about life. All of her fellow teachers told her not to even bother trying with him- that he was no good, a bad seed.
One day in class, this student drew a naked woman on his desk and wrote a very graphic poem on top of it- including details about my aunt.
She, of course, reprimanded him and made him clean off the desk. But instead of an office referral, she talked to him after class. She told him that, although what he did was wrong, it was obvious through his poem that he had talent. She had his poem published in a journal. His life turned around completely after she did that. All he needed was some love. To feel a sense of value and appreciation. He needed his soul to be watered.
After telling me this story, Scott immediately burst into tears in the middle of the restaurant. My heart sank into my stomach. My face grew hot, my limbs weak, and my mind perplexed. It was surreal. I never see my uncle cry. He proceeded to say, after his unexpected outburst, "I love that story... But it's a hard day to talk about her." She died on this day, his birthday, ten years ago."
It is moments like this that make me realize the value of life. Of love. Of what this is all about.
-Em. | | |
| Would really love to feel some semblance of happiness again. or at least contentedness.
All I have are momentary distractions that create the illusion of happiness.
I have this twisted idea that a road trip or a thermos of coffee.. or sleep will do something to fix it. I think.. "maybe these extra five or ten minutes of laying flat on my stomach with my eyes closed this morning will make my soul stop aching when i stand up to face the day."
My smiles are forced and ingenuine. My conversations are surface level and empty. My motions are lackadaisical.
2012, please make 2011 disappear. I'd like my smile back.
-Em. | | |
| Watched a documentary on water tonight that opened my eyes to a lot:
The keys to a pure and happy life = love and gratitude.
Also, new mantra:
"discontentment > complacency" | | |
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