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Writer's Block: Fairytale Endings
For me, it would be when I'm an old woman and I just don't give a fuck about anyone, because I've "done this, done that,", I've traveled the world, I have my memorabilia hanged up all over the walls, and my grandkids come over just for my baked goods. -
Writer's Block: First Amendment
An inspiring and clever journalist, Walter Lippmann, once said, "When everyone thinks the same, no one is thinking."
We can't move on as a nation or as a united body of humanity if we tame the rebel. We need crazy people. We needed Marie Curie. We needed Martin Luther King. If we can't speak whats on our mind, our valuable and aesthetic mind, how ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Recipe for Success
This is out you find out:
If I worry too much, I'll fail.
If I get my hopes too high, I'll fail.
If I become very prideful, I'll fail.
If I live in doubt, I'll fail.
How can I not fail?
What's the ingredients for success?
I'll have to fail to find out.
6/28/11
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Writer's Block: National Hugging Day
Mi abuela. She's fighting all sorts of cancer. God bless her heart. I can't wait to hug her again. -
Writer's Block: State of the Union
All my options are those who are dead. It needs to be someone who has done a great deal of traveling, recuperating from failures, educated, open-minded, socially liberal, fiscally conservative, and considers himself/herself a part of the people. Haven't ya all noticed that politicians in Congress have this sort of air about them, that what it takes ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Martin Luther King, Jr. Day
I hope to see my children grew up in a true brotherhood a of man, a bit of a step forward than King. As white and black people may eat together, it would also be nice to see two people of different religions, political affiliations and sexual orientation sit together.
I would like my children to be incredibly awesome- to have an open heart and mind ( Read more... ) -
I bake to speak out.
Baking makes me go "Om." Whenever I have a whip mixer in my hand and a bowl filled with my holy goods of delicious grace and sacred sugars, I can't help but deviate from my normal self. Have I put so much love and effort into a cherished possession of an oven that my continuous therapeutic baking has subscribed me to be immaculate from bitterness ( Read more... ) -
Got Iron?
My anemia has gotten worse, and it really, really sucks.
I can't even jog one measly mile without the need to catch my breath.
My body feels like its made of lead.
Don't go this path. -
White dove.
I used to have a pet dove. I didn't name it, or at least I don't remember if I did. It was back in the 5th grade. I wasn't that sort of a happy kid back then, being reminiscent from all the bullying and whatnot. Well, one night, I was holding in my hand a porcelain of a dove. I'd often stare at it before going to bed. It was meant to be hanged up ( Read more... )