I cannot go on like this, staying up for no apparent reason and serving the web aimlessly.
The mid years are finally over.
I need to learn to spray my hair properly and pray that my can of black hair spray will not run out anytime soon. I don't wanna waste money investing in another one.
I was blissfully walking home today and I noticed the people around me.
I saw an elderly man in front of me, carrying plastic bags spilling with packet food, probably for his family. He did not look very strong, but he still persevered and walked home with the love drowned food that he will carry home for his treasured loved ones. He limped slightly whilst holding the seemingly light load that appeared too much for his frail, old body. I was touched by that sight as I thought about him and his family. I imagined his family at home, waiting and poor, and I did not know why but I just had this image of sympathetic poverty.
I don't know. This simple things make me feel like crying. I think too much at times.
I wish everyone could care about the vulnerable and the forsaken.
Why are people that self centered? A smile to a stranger could make his day.
I abhor judgmental people.
Today, I spoke about matters with a friend.
I really do care about her and pray that things will be fine.
I hope we'll be alright and that history will remain just a memory and good lesson obtained. (:
Psalm 27 (Kings James Version)
5For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.
Please read only the KJV because it is the most accurate version.
The NIV is altered and the meaning is completely different.
As mentioned and clearly evident in Revelation.
Revelation 22
18For I testify unto every man that heareth the words of the prophecy of this book, If any man shall add unto these things, God shall add unto him the plagues that are written in this book:
19And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book.
THEY ARE COMPLETELY DISSIMILAR.
It is meant to confuse.
Please do NOT read that.
They only wish to draw people away from Christ.
I have one week to lose enough weight and look the best for the runway show.
I shall watch runway videos now.
Bye!
Oh my gosh and I like, can't stand people like that. Unfeeling acts only italicizes your inhumanity.
And I wish I kinda went to a poly instead.
No one would care about my hair like some bitch and I'll be able to pursue my dreams.
I'll be able to model freely and frequently instead of being bounded by rules and reaching home at like 7 plus everyday with no space of my own.
ARGH. OKAY TOO BAD.
You chose it.
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