I'd Never Leave You :)

I'm taking time out now to tell my beloved blog that i'd never forsake it. Even though Tumblr, and other social networks have taken my time. I'd be forever linked to my blog.

Hope Easter was a blast, mine was :).

P.S Please download Beautiful people- Chris Brown. Its my favorite song right now.

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Characteristics, Diagnosis, Symptoms.

 This picture was stolen from Tumblr, by yours truly a while back, and it seemed funny at the time, then I started pondering on it. Thinking of it, this is completely true, research is going on every minute based on certain characteristics we have.

Don't get me wrong, I do appreciate that research is taking place. I feel it is opening our mind to how our brain works and how much of a "miracle" *in Ben Carson's Voice*  it is. There are certain things our body does and I want to know how the brain sends those signals.

But there are just certain things that are completely redundant and should be seen as a certain characteristic of people, rather than taking prescription drugs to numb them down. I'd give proper examples of certain "syndromes" that time shouldn't be wasted on. I think the time should be used to find the cure of Cancer or something. But even with that you have to give it to them for their findings.

• Restless Leg Syndrome (RLS)- This syndrome is mostly an unconscious movement of the legs, it begins or intensifies during quite wakefulness. This is a characteristic I know many people have, I know my senior sister has it. But it has never been a problem, I remember I tried to mimic her certain times. I know, I knew when she was completely asleep or just resting her eyes (It allowed me to know when and how I'd steal something from her room). Notwithstanding most people suffer from severe RLS, and sometimes sleepless nights occur. For reduced effect Doctors prescribe Dopamine for patients who have severe RLS. READ MORE! 

Now this was really funny. Why would one feel this is a rare disease? If this is a real disease I think the whole of human race suffers from it. I know I never want to get up from my very comfortable bed, but we do get up eventually. The cure to Dysania would be screaming this word to does who feel they have it. "Get the F*** up from that bed, You stink already". I was talking to a friend about this and he said  "If you think you suffer from this #YouAreAWeist". I couldn't stop laughing. But he sure does have a point.

• Tourette Syndrome (TS)- I don't know why, but this is one disorder that fascinate me. Tourette is an inherited neuropsychiatric disorder that is onset from childhood as multiple physical tics and at leats one vocal tic. I was researching online and I found endless stuff on it. An example of this would a little kid having vocal tics and would unconsciously voice out demeaning words like N*****, F*** and so on. READ MORE! I watched an episode of South Park, where the character Eric Cartman found a kid who had TS in the mall. And he was so excited that someone could scream out demeaning words and wouldn't be blamed or criticized, instead pitied. Eric decided from then on he would claim he had TS to escape criticism. At the end Eric found out he really did have TS. It was hilarious. (P.S South Park shouldn't be in no way exposed to kids. It is an adult cartoon and it totally does not put into consideration the purity of kids.)

 Lately people use certain disorders to back up their faults. I know I have done it, I have either been  Bipolar, Schizophrenic or Depressed based on what I was going through at that particular time. But that aside I know there are people who suffer from some of these Mental Disorders, and I can't even imagine how hard they cope. Making awareness of certain disorders can help people out there, and they would in turn seek help. I know for sure that there are certain claims that people have that shouldn't be taken for granted. Disorders are hard on everyone, the family of the acclaimed sick person and even the society as a whole.

People suffering from any form of mental disorder should seek professional help or better still talk to someone (If no one is listening talk to someone else, eventually someone would hear). According to Frantz Fanon who was an acclaimed Psychiatrist, He insists that "Disorders last for months, wage a massive attack on the ego, and almost invariably leave behind a vulnerability virtually visible to the naked eye. In all evidence the future of these patients is compromised." Disregarding my disapproval for the effort put into the research of certain disorders, there are really things which should be done to help people with it. Please research and find out how you can help or if you can reach out to someone who feels alone in life. Life isn't even easy on its own, then imagine how it feels with such burden. Depression, Cutting and life dangering symptoms are really hard to go through and they are worse when one who is facing them are alone.

Anyways, I found this article 26 Strange, Unbelievably Bizarre And Weird Mental Disorders. Its both funny and didactic. You can also do your own research and find things out for your self.

I know for sure that everyone is unique in their own way. There is one thing thats undeniable "I'm a Limited Edition". And so are you. We are special in our own ways.

Hope you enjoyed my very poor attempt in trying to find the humor in this. I am weird like that, weird things make me happy. But at the same time I hope you would help someone out today. Join NGOs, Charitable organizations that deal with issues I mentioned and more. Talk about it, and talk about the effect such diseases have on the people, family and the society as a whole. You'd feel blessed knowing and helping those who are in need. It might be someone close to you, you might never know.

Aimer!

Dear Mum.

So sunday was mother's day (which everyday is supposed to be), I knew a new post was at hand, but the laziness just couldn't fade away. Now am writing this letter, letting her know its never too late to appreciate her.

Dear Mum,
            I am siting on my bed thinking of all the things you have done for me, and I know God has blessed me for placing me in your arms. I know I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. I love you, you are everything to me. I remember when I was younger and i'd be in the hospital for days, and you'd be by my side. Praying to God to keep me with you and not relenting in faith. I am grateful to you and would forever try to make you proud. You have raised me and my siblings to believe that with God anything is posible, and I want to thank you, because you have never been proven wrong.

I love you mother, and I hope I never get tired of saying it. You have given me stability and you have showered me with the good things of life. Can you remember the day I told you I hated my life and what I have become, and the fact that I have disappointed people and vice versa. You said the most beautiful thing to me, you said if "God hasn't forsaken me, why would I." I thank you everyday, because I know that the things you give me in life, isn't mandatory, but you have gone to great lenghts to making it seem like it was compulsory to have them.

Like every other family, we have gone through our ups and downs, but you try your best to keep us grounded and appreciative of life. I know i'd buy you the world someday, because you deserve it. You deserve all the good things in life and more. I thank you for everyday, for seeing my imperfection as perfection. You look at me everyday with joy, love and kindness. Mum you are the greatest. You have been the glue of this family, keeping us together and striving hard to give us room to reaching our goals. I love you mum, but I know that God loves you more. Thank you.

I can feel you praying for me every minute, I know that's why i have such an abundant life in me. I want you to know that I promise to make you proud, and you'd never a day regret the things you have done for me. I'd straighten my ways, and be more understanding to the difficulties of life. I'd never forsake the ideals you have taught me, and i'd live my life through Christ, just as you taught me. God grant you life, to see what i'd become. Because your values you have imapcted on me and God's will for me, shall never depart from me. Thank you isn't enough to say how grateful i am to you. It really isn't enough. I LOVE YOU Mama, and i'd never for a second doubt your love for me. God be with and keep you for me, because you are My Life, My love.

Yours sincerly,

Hadiza.

I know my mum takes the crown for the "World's greatest Mother", she has been my rock, and I have been extremely grateful for having that bond with her . Have a great day people.

Aimer!

"Can you hear that? That's me smiling y'all"

I was having one of those "My-Life-Sucks" days and I deceided to read a few blogs. I read a post by Vivant.Amour.Rire. and was reffered to "Can you hear that? That's me smiling y'all". It is absolutely a MUST READ. It was so good, I shared it with my mum.

Its amazing how I became "Furiously happy, out of sheer spite" for a whole day, and I felt like rainbows were in my heart and the world was made out of chocolate cake. I know that sounds like an over-the-top exagerration, but its absolutely true. I just had to be part of circle and bring more people in.

Anyways, please click and read on. Its worth it and don't forget to follow up and be FURIOUSLY HAPPY!

Aimer!

Friendship: Awesomeness:)

I opened up my laptop, and as usual the slide show began. Lots of pictures of beautiful people, and then a flood of thoughts and memories started playing in my head. It was sort of a bitter-sweet feeling, because most of these people I hadn't seen in a while or don't even talk to anymore. I could feel my heart beating fast, emotions welling up, and the only thought in my head was "You are blessed, You have an endless list of people in your life". As I was adjusting to the happiness that filled my heart, my very profound human reality hit me, and all I could think of was "half of these people don't even like you". I was overwhelmed with sadness, and then my emotions moved towards indifference. It just felt like too much at that time. Looking for something else to distract me, I started surfing the net.

As time went by, I still couldn't shake off the feeling. Then I decided to face my demons, went to the picture folder, clicked and started going through the pictures one by one, letting my brain assimilate and flood itself with endless memories. I realized my life was filled with bliss at some point and sadness at the other. But still i know that I have had so much fun with people it shocked me. There were actually a lot of great and Awesome (Hence the title) people out there. To me, I see friendship as accorded to those who create it, who live it, who inspire each other, even across boundaries, give each other spirit and encouragement and learn from their collective experience. Friendship is Life. We meet people with differnt behaviors, likes , looks and so on everyday. And they inspire us, even though we talk less with them or of them, or have been hurt by them it was all a learning experience. Whether or not they are still in our lives.

Human beings are totally and completely Awesome. I know i have enjoyed every single day of my 21 years and its because people were involved. I know i have some pretty uber cool friends, that make it their lives goal to make me happy and sometimes its totally unintentional. In my brain is a lifetime of endless bitter-sweet memories. To me that is God's personal gift to me, and I would not have it any better.

So this post is dedicated to everyone I have met, you have impacted my life greatly even without you knowing it. I Love you, whether we are still friends or not. And I thank the Lord everyday for you, and I hope He keeps putting smiles on your face, just as you did mine. God Bless!

Here are a few Friendship quotes, for you to ponder on and appreciate the people around you

True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it be lost."
- Charles Caleb Colton

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."
- Anais Nin

"My friends are my estate."
- Emily Dickinson

 Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour. For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up."
- Bible: Ecclesiastes

Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival."
- C. S. Lewis

Life is totally beautiful, and its that way because people are in it. I doubt you'd enjoy an Island alone if there was no one to share it with. Have a blessed weekend.

Aimer!

African Dawn.

(Guitar Music)

It was dawn. The little village which had danced half the night away to the sound of the drums was slowly awakening. The shephards dressed in rags were driving their flocks down to the valley to the sound of their flutes. The young girls, carrying their water pots on their heads, wound their way in single file to the well. In a marabout's compound a group of children were chanting in unison verses from the Koran.

(Guitar Music)

It was dawn. The combat between day and night. Exhausted from the struggle the night slowly breathed its last sigh. A few rays of the sun heralding the victory of daylight hovered timid and pale on the horizon while the last stars slipped under a bank of clouds the color of flame trees in flower.

(Guitar Music)

It was dawn . And there at the edge of the vast, purple-contoured plain was the silhouette of a man bent over as he cleared the ground: the silhouette of Naman, the peasant farmer. Everytime he wielded his hoe, a frieghtened flock of birds flew up and swiftly made their way to the peaceful banks of the Jobila, the great Niger river. His grey cotton trousers, soaked in dew, brushed the grass on either side. Sweating, untiring, constantly bent, he skillfully worked with his hoe for his seeds had to be sown before the next rains.

(Kora Music)

It was dawn. Dawn was still breaking. The millet birds flitted among te foliage announcing the coming day. A child carrying over his shoulder a small bag of arrows was running out of breath along the damp track over the plain in the direction of Naman. "Brother Naman," he called, "the head of the village wants you under the palaver tree".

(Kora Music)

Surprised at such an early summons, Naman laid down his hoe and walked towards the village which now shone in the glow of the rising sun. The elders, looking more solemn than ever, were already seated. Beside them was a man in uniform, a district guard quietly smoking his pipe unperturbed.

(Kora Music)

Naman sat down on a sheepskin. The griot of the village head stood up to convey to the assembly the elders' decision: "The whites have sent a district guard to request that a man from the village be sent to fight in the war in their country. After deliberating, the elders have decided to send the young man who best represents our race so that he can prove to the white man the courage which we Mandingos have always been known for."

(Guitar Music)

Naman, whose imposing build and muscular frame were the subject of nightly songs by the young girls of the village, was chosen unanimously. Gentle Kadia, his young wife, distraught by the news, suddenly stopped her pounding, placed the mortar under the granary, and without saying a word, shut herself up in her hut to weep in muffled sobs over her misfortune. Since death had taken her first husband, she could not believe that the whites would take Naman in whom she had placed all her hopes.

(Guitar Music)

The next morning, inspite of her tears and lamnations, the solemn beat of the war drums accompanied Naman to the little village harbour where he boarded a barge headed for the district capital. That night, instead of dancing in the open as usual, the young girls came to keep watch in Naman's antechamber where they told their tales around a wood fire until morning.

(Guitar Music)

Several months went by without news from Naman. Little Kadia became so worried she went to consult the fetish priest in their neighbouring village. Even the elders met in secret counsel on the subject, but nothing came of it.

(Kora Music)

At last one day a letter arrived addressed to Kadia. Concerned about he husband's situation she left that night and after walking for many long hours arrived  in the district capital where a translator read her letter.

Naman was in North Africa in good health and was asking for news of the harvest, the fishing festival, the dances, the palaver tree and the village...

(Balafon)

That night the old women of the village allowed the young Kadia to attend their traditional evening palaver in the compound of the their most senior member. The village head, overjoyed at the news, offered a huge banquet to all the beggars in the neighbourhood.

(Balafon)

Several months went by once more abd everyone became anxious again for there was still no news of Naman. Kadia was planning on going to consult the fetish priest again when she received a second letter. After Corsica and Italy Naman was now in Germany and was proud of having been decorated.

(Balafon)

The next time it was just a card which said that Naman had been taken prisoner by the Germans. This news threw the village into consternation. The elders held counsel and decided that henceforth Naman was authorized to dance the Douga, the sacred dance of the vulture, reserved for those who had performed an exceptional feat, the dance of the Mandingo emperors whose every step represents a period in the history of Mali. Kadia found consolation in seeing her husban raised to the dignity of a national hero.

(Guitar Music)

Time went by.... One year follwed the next... Naman was still in Germany. He no longer wrote.

(Guitar Music)

One day the head of the village received word from Dakar that Naman would soon be home. Immediately the drums began to beat. They danced and sang until dawn. The young girls composed new songs to welcome him for the old ones dedicated to him made no mention of the Douga, that famous dance of the Mandingos.

(Drums)

But one month later Corporal Moussa, a great friend of Naman's sent this tragic letter to Kadia: "It was dawn. We were at Tiaroye-sur-Mer. In the course of a major dispute between us and our white chiefs in Dakar, a bullet struck Naman. He lies in Senegalese soil."

(Guitar Music)

In fact it was dawn. The first rays of the sun lightly brushing the surafce of the sea tipped the little foam-flecked waves with gold. Stirred by the breeze the palm trees gently bent their trunks towards the ocean as if sickened by this morning's battle. The noisy flocks of crows cawed to the neighbourhood the news of the tradegy which had bloodied the dawn at Tiaroye..... And in the scorched blue of the sky, right above the body of Naman, a gigantic vulture slowly hovered. It seemed to say to him: "Naman! You have not danced the dance that bears my name. Others will dance it."

(Kora Music)

                                                                                                           - By Keita Fodeba

This poem has an undeniable pedagogical value. It is clear, we view things clearly here. It is a meticulous account that develops with every line. Understanding this poem is not only an intellectual act, but also a political one. You identify yourself as an African in this poem. Stating our challenges, our hopes, our approach and readiness to fight. There shouldn't be an African who will not understand the message in this poem. Naman a hero, who gets gunned down by the police when he gets home. It happened with Setif in 1945, and it is happening presently in this new and modern generation.

Africans are atributed with the lack of heroism, but know different. We are strong, heroes in our own different ways. One day our silence shall be our strenght. Just delve deeper and see how Naman relates to you presently.

Aimer!

Nigerians and their Misplaced Priorities.

Its such an irony, that the most brilliant and hard working people in the world, can also be the the most ignorant and passive towards their surroundings. Nigeria has a huge list of problems and i doubt i'd be able to list them all in a week. We do the most absurd and unforgiveable things, and all we as Nigerian do is either retaliate barbarically or leave a comment and move on. We talk endlessly about our problems and still do nothing.

I know things are going to change soon, people are getting angry especially the youths. We have choosen not ignore so much anymore. Our leaders are getiing calous and irritating as days go by. Presently, we are close to  the election of a new president and still there isn't one person i'd give my vote to. Even if i do vote, it won't count. Whoever has been able to bribe election officials still wins. What hapens in Nigeria actually baffles me. We either blame everything on corruption or being colonized by the British. But no Nigerian has gotten up and said we did this all on our own, and let things get to far.

There are a couple of things i intend to discuss, begining with polictical parties. How many people know what the mandate of our political parties are. What do they stand for? What is PDP,ACN, APGA and the rest advocating for? No one knows and we are still not bothered about it. All we know is PDP is and always be a ruling party and the rest are just minions who are hoping and praying to overthrow their master. Why can't we have parties like the British or U.S, where you know what it means to either be a Liberal, Democrat, Conservative, Republican and so on. Why can't INEC disban political parties that yhave no ideology? Presently in Nigeria we have over 30 political parties. And not one Nigerian knows more than four of them. What are we doing really?

I know our political leaders choose not to make this country a better place, so they would have more vetos at campaign rallies. All you here is "when i get into seat of government i would make better roads, create better jobs, constant power and more blah blah blah", and we Nigerians would go and cheer them, giving them praises and reassurance. Are we not tired of this broken record? Has anyone in the crowd asked what where  does in power on behalf of that political party doing for the four years when they got in?. Is there any proof of your previous works towards any of our communities? These are valuable questions that need to be answered.

Recently Akwa Ibom State went through a clash of political parties. Apparently the ruling party of the state (PDP), went for their normal campaign rallies and they crossed path ACN. PDP decided that killing 9 ACN members would be a bold step in showing who was the underdog and holder of the state. ACN decided to retaliate and burnt down over 1000 cars in the state secretariat including privately owned cars. There was no comment at all from the executiveor legistlative branch of our country. This scenario can't happen in certain parts of the world. What stops GEJ from suspending both candidates from running in this election. Lives and properties were lost, and we Nigerians as ignorant and stupidly swayed decided to burn down government owned cars. Choosing to ignore the fact that, the funds used to getting these properties was gotten from hard working Nigerians and our nations wealth.

Its totally sad what happens here. I recently went to Eket A.K.A  Mobil City. A local government in Akwa Ibom state. The weather is totally beautiful there, with sand and the ocean close by, but the city has nothing to write home about. In a city that is filled with natural resources nothing has been done to develop it. Why can't the state demand that Mobli develop the city? It is obvious that this can not be done like this in other countries. Instead Mobil has paid off government officials, cheifs and so on to keep quite, while they siphone and stal away our heritage. We ar smart people and we know we can do better, but we pick out the easy road and go blind for a meager money being dropped on our laps.

There is a huge percentage of graduates pumped in everyday into the society. There are still no jobs to keep them busy, so crime rates starts gets hugher. Even going to school can be a real drag, because you know that what ever it is you are studying might not get you a job. The only professions that are there to explore is eiter Politics, Petroleum, Music and going into the movie industry. They are less inventions, no one wants to be a farmer. Everyone wants to get connections to government officials to stay afloat here. And the work force has chosen to discriminate using ageism. If you are not a certain age and have no/ little working experience you can't get a job. Nothing significant is happening. I wonder everyday, what stops the government in bringing industries like Nike to invest in the Nigerian society. Imagine having a job that pays easily and regularly. All they have to do is make Nigeria a safe place and give venues for industries to gain profit. We have gotten so used to thinking that Nigeria has a lot of issues to deal with, but thinking about them deeply you get to realise that it is and was that easy to fix it.

We enjoy celebrating the rich and famous for their mundane behavior, and those in high places open up their mouths and confess to corruption. Nothing is done about it, therefore giving th world a chance to take us out with hurtful comments. I doubt there isn't any corrupt free government, but ours is totally different because we embrace and exault it openly. There is absolutely nothing great about choices. We are becoming a disgrace and we still don't have eloquent people to represent our country to the rest of the world. I think the last eloquent President we had was Gowon, and that has been over 2 decades now. Where are all those who went to good schools and know what they are doing?  Our president and his wife have choosen to belittle us with thier constant showoff of stupidity. Its bad enough we had Obasanjo for 6 years and even after he left his seat, i can bet you he still doesn't have any clue on the meaning of "Globalization". Its saddening thinking about what we have become. Everyday i pray that i never reject my heritage and am hoping thnigs change so my future generations would be proud to be Nigerian.

I love my country, but we need something new. We need change, and this won't happen unless people get up and say something. I am saying something and i hope to be one of the forerunners that would be part of the necesarry change that needs to happen here and now. I am slowly getting a migrane from the anger and thinking of these topics. I hope you have the same views, Nigeria needs to get out of  its 'stagnant' Zone and, into moving forward. Its never too late to begin, Libya, Egypt and Tunisia have taught us that.

Aimer!

Life: Is it Basic?

Haven't done this in quite a while. I decided to fix a couple of things and make this blog into something i'd love doing. Anyways going back to the topic at hand. I woke up this morning to some really bad news. Someone i knew had died. Her name Nabila Saidu. I knew her, really did. My first and close encounter with her, was quite great. I had an asthmatic attack and she saw me on the stairs of my dorm, and she went to get help. She then went to great lenghts to look for me the next day, to check how i was doing. And i thought to myself, that was completely selfless. Then we became good friends, and all of a sudden our friendship went down hill. The sort of stuff that happens when you really don't know someone so well, and you are not even willing to try.

It still hasn't dawned on me that she is dead, am still hoping its a practical joke. I haven't had someone close to me die. Am hoping not. God knows i have too much of  a weak heart for such sadness. But then again, all am thinking of is how her family, loved ones, even friends are taking such tradegy. I don't even want to think about it deeply. Death is saddening, i still don't think that is a good enough word to express what death does to people. Its beyond terrible. No one has lived their life to the fullest to be comfortable with death. Let alone a child who still has a lot of things to do on this earth.

Life isn't Basic at all. Its hard really hard. Half of the time, you don't know or think you are doing it right. You still have hopes and dreams everyday you wake up. Its just not enough time to do all you have planned to do. I have had the opportunity to cross out some ideas on my bucket list, but it is still not enough. I want to live longer and do more things. I think the best way to enjoy life is to be happy, and do things according to God's word. I am scared of death, i really am. Either it be me or someone else, the idea just puts me to tears.

Anyways i think everyone should enjoy each day like its their last, i know that line is soooo much of a cliche but its really true. Nothing lasts, we have seen that in our everyday lives. Even our expectations and anticipations don't last. We look for something new to excite us everyday. And that is basically how life is. We all move on. I have been reading comments on Twitter on her death, everyone has their opinion on her death. But the highest poll is people should be nicer to people. Half of the people who are saying that are not even half as nice. Am totally not a hypocrite, but i know deep down i wasn't as nice to her as i should have been. But that is just by the way. I feel everyone has their own way of acting, we all choose the paths we want to follow. So the rest we actually do leave to God to judge.

I really do HOPE  Nabila is in a better place. This world of ours has become really cruel. It gets worse day after day. All i can do is pray for my family, loved ones and friends, and ask The Almighty to send down his grace and protect us all. I am grateful i am alive, and so should everyone. Life is tooooo short.

R.I.P Nabila.

Aimer!

Truth

Today In History.

February 27th 1980 (Robert Mugabe's ZANU-PF wins elections in Zimbabwe) 1981- (Paul McCartney & Stevie Wonder Record Ebony & Ivory) 1992- (Tiger Woods, 16, becomes youngest PGA golfer in 35 years).


Is there anything like being truthful? I doubt that, we either lie to ourselves or l lie to someone. I decided to find out if anyone feels they have been completely honest in a space of time. Everyone I asked around me came up with 'Ermmmmm' as their first words, which I see as giving the brain a minute or two to process the situation and outcome of being totally truthful or just completely inventing another lie. I think we are programmed to lie, either to be nice/ protect the feelings of someone or evade the 'questions' about our flaws. I can't be completely truthful, I know I can't. A little white lie and those big lies (that needs constant thinking to cover your tracks) I have told it all. As a Sagittarius, who is perceived to be blunt and straight forward it's just not in me.

Don't get me wrong, I am blunt and straight forward (iThink). But my own problem (and a whole lot if people) is dwelling in it, not as to say I keep lying. But when I do tell a lie, I can feel its claws on my skin. I'd keep pondering if I could have done things differently. It eventually gets to a point when I use it as a basis to analyze all my past mistakes. A lot of questions get stuck in my head, jumbled up, and then it starts to weigh me down. Sometimes I want to be completely honest, but then again I start to wonder 'who wants to hear the complete truth anyways? Would life be easier if there wasn't the invention of lying? Do people want to know if they are really fat, stupid, ugly or completely redundant? Do we want to be truthful and then tagged as being rude? I completely doubt that. My little brother said one day after I had found out about the string of lies he had been feeding me 'A little lie makes the world go round'. Does that make any sense? Is he right? For a child who is just 13 to have such a response to life, is that a good thing or evidence that our world is degrading into a mist of insanity. I still can't answer any of these questions.

All I can say is, right now with the way I look at my life and my mistakes; I can't say I won't tell a lie here and there. But all I want to live by is SIMPLICITY; the idea is being simple in my mind to avoid less complication. I want to be free; everyone wants to be free of all their burdens. To me, this is just my first step into a life of complete and utter freedom. Anyways have a beautiful day.

Aimer!

My First

I read a couple of good blogs today and I decided I'd start mine. I'd be home for two months, so what the hell.. I'd use this means to while away the boredom and anger. Can't believe I had to defer my final semester in Uni, because of my health. Anyways, moving on to lighter things. Am so sure I'd be the only one reading this and hopefully Miss Mac. She is the only one I can trust with this little secret of mine. Not sure I want people reading my thoughts just yet. Anyways there will be more sequetial posts from me.

Aimer!