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| Ah so it’s been nearly a bloody week, since I wrote last aye? Well I don’t know what to tell. Ohh ohh fark yes I do! This week has been a brilliant experience. I’ve been doing a bar, RSA, RSG and a bit of Hospitality course all in the one, going over 4days. Brilliant, I tell you brilliant! Sculling beers at bloody 9 30 in the freaking morning on a Tuesday, oh you know Monday mornings it was all theory work but still freaking hilarious. Today though oh by golly, it was amazing. Tuesday may I add, I’d had a few drinks, with my house mate, after getting home from my course, I’m finishing at 2 getting home at 3, because I’m walking, I don’t drive. So I’m pretty bloodied last night, couldn’t even walk to have a bloody cigarette. Today though get in at 9 o’clock, at the RSL where I’m doing my course, learning all my shit so I can serve behind a bar. hehe awesome shit. So get in at 9 o’clock, and there she has got all the farking alcohol lined up at the front of the class. Farking cocktail day today, every cocktail made you have to drink she says. Well bloody oath alright throws them at us then, though you do as well have to be able to make them cocktails, even after a few too many that you have had. Well I’ll tell you, we finished early today, around 12 30, we did, and by golly I was still off my face, still am right this farking minute. It’s been a brilliant week I tell you all. Just amazing! Though I will tell you, there has been one thing missing this week that I know I would have loved to do! And that would have been go and see the beautiful ex girl-friend for her birthday yesterday, or even today. I couldn’t today because my course mates wouldn’t let me walk home haha. But, no, I do, I do; I want to see her so badly!! It was her 21st Tuesday, and man oh man if she would drink I would have loved to invite her to my cocktail day today. I would of aye. Not to mention I also ran out of credit it seems Tuesday, so my bloody god damn text didn’t go through, so I had to send it to her on facebook, as a private message, I was meant to write on her wall, but I was so smashed last night, which it ended up being a private message. Don’t know how that one worked out but hey, what the hell. So wish that I could get her a little something, something, but what the hell do I get? Plus the fact how I don’t even have a job. She has invited me out to the clubs Saturday night, but again I don’t have money, though I have said I will go. Only because I want to see her, I don’t even know if I want to club, plus the fact I also don’t like crowds of people that I do not know, and that is how it will be on Saturday. I’ll go if I can get the money, I know I will, just because it is her, and I still love the little miss to death, and I only want to see her!! She has me whipped this one, never before have I ever been like this, have I ever felt like this. Goodness me, I kinda got side tracked there didn’t I? I started off talking about my bloody wonderful week with my amazing RSA course, and it all turned into a paragraph about the bloody farking angel from above that tied me in a bow, and wrapped me around her little finger with only one word spoken. Fark she didn’t even need to say a word, it was love at first sight and I knew that I needed more, from that every first look. Gezz alright I’m just going to stop now, but by tomorrow afternoon, I’ll be a fully qualified RSA bar assistant! And it’s been the farking best course ever! So bloody easy and fun I tell you all. | | |
| Why must every single woman think that she is unattractive, because she looks at one of those over priced women magazines, with their photo shopped, too skinny, most of them no boobs, or an arse, and nothing to look for in a real woman. I’m sorry, she is still real, just not in the photo; I know she still has a heart – well maybe -, and she still feels, she still can have her heart broken, and she can still fall in love. The real woman is inside. Gorgeous woman stop judging yourself to the constantly dieting, eating a bloody piece of lettuce, while I’m sitting here with a bowl, of deep fried potato gems, further more covered in barbeque sauce. Why do it to yourself? You’re already beautiful. I do not mean, beautiful by covering your face with makeup, that I know that a poor animal has suffered for it. Wearing makeup does NOT automatically make you god damn beautiful, you already were, let me help you with that, and wash it all away. Okay, okay, maybe a little to enhance your already adorable features, but please not over board when it makes you look like a polished kettle pot. But you’re already beautiful; don’t hide your adorable natural look. And just for the sake of speaking, if you are not told every single day that you are beautiful, that doesn’t mean that you aren’t. If I have to I’ll tell every single woman on my facebook, that she is beautiful for a week. While we are on that, yes I personally would love to be told every-day by someone that I’m beautiful, thankyou. You can all start up as soon as you like. You’re beautiful, with your elegant soft skin, mind raging, luscious eyes, which make you weak forcing you to your knees, where you should be, how every word that you say falls perfectly from your lips, and your voice is so beautiful that it makes you breathless, and every word is as breath-taking as its last. Women with you near, I’m helpless, I’m completely devoted to you, and you’re just absolutely irresistible. | | |
| I got a rather disturbing email this morning from Avaaz. org. Never the less I alone and willing signed to become a member maybe 1 and half years ago. But it is not the cause that I was terribly concerned with; I think they try to do wonders of good, and I’m very happy that I did join. It was the horrifying email that they had sent me that sent rage through my very bones, and all through my body. I was in shock for a fraction of a second, and I had to reread the sentence I was on. These emails, “cause” was outlining the soon to be up lift worldwide ban on ivory trading, of the whole elephant population, and potentially wipes out all of Africa's vulnerable elephants. The UN Endangered Species body only meets every 3 years, and now Avaaz have only 3 days left. They believe that the best and only way to save remaining elephants is to support African conservationists. By singing the petition Elephants or Ivory where the petition will be delivered to the UN meeting in Doha: Pieces from the article: Time To Choose: Elephants or Ivory Tanzania and Zambia are lobbying the UN for special exemptions from the ban, but this would send a clear signal to the ivory crime syndicates that international protection is weakening and it's open-season on elephants. Another group of African states have countered by calling to extend the trade ban for 20 years.
Over 20 years ago, the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species (CITES) passed a worldwide ban on ivory trading. Poaching fell, and ivory prices slumped. But poor enforcement coupled with ‘experimental one-off sales', like the one Tanzania and Zambia are seeking, drove poaching up and turned illegal trade into a lucrative business -- poachers can launder their illegal ivory with the legal stockpiles.
Now, despite the worldwide ban, each year over 30,000 elephants are gunned down and their tusks hacked off by poachers with axes and chainsaws. If Tanzania and Zambia are successful in exploiting the loophole, this awful trade could get much worse. Across the world's cultures and throughout our history elephants have been revered in religions and have captured our imagination -- Babar, Dumbo, Ganesh, Airavata, Erawan. But today these beautiful and highly intelligent creatures are being annihilated. As long as there is demand for ivory, poaching and smuggling will happen, but this week we have a chance to protect them and crush the ivory criminals' profits
As long as there is demand for ivory, elephants are at risk from poaching and smuggling! Only we can stop it. | | |
| Okay let’s put this all behind, everything I ever said is completely irrelevant. Things are going to start changing for the better; I don’t know I can just feel it. Life is going to start looking bright again, and is going to seem to have some meaning towards it. I forgive you mother earth, for doing all the things you do; I see now why you did what you did before. ‘Cause now I cherish her even more, then I did before and I realised just how much she really does mean to me. And I cannot justify my memory, it held such a poor image of her, she is oh so much more exquisite when she is standing right in front of you. My memory does not serve its justice at all, and I am ashamed at how she was left in my mind. I really shouldn’t continue on her and her beauty for that will only lead onto everything else that is just so perfect of her. Like her drug like perfume that just radiates off her. No! I should stop. All I will say is that I could never be any happier that she has fallen back into my life, and I being so daft to think that I could ever go on living life without her in it. But never the less she is here again, and nothing is ever going to change that, I will not let it, forever and always! She is stuck with me; she will never lose me again. I believe that nothing could bring me down at the moment, nothing. I’m in a rather happy place, it’s peaceful and it’s quiet, relaxing and refreshing, and I’m enjoying this feeling quite a lot. I feel as high a kite, and as light as a feather. So be sure to know that I am free now; I go where I want when I want. Don’t be to alarmed I will stay in the one place, but I’ll be forever constantly moving, flowing through and to people, but I’ll be sure to know where home is, and who home is, and home is where my heart is. I feel like I’ve already been and come home from my holiday, I do not feel I need one at all now. Everything feels just so RIGHT! It’s almost perfect. It’s a rather fast change from only trying to drink myself numb only a few days ago, but it all seems to be falling into place again. To add to my ongoing realisations I finally realised that you can’t drink your heart drunk, to heal, because you only wind up still broken in the morning, and now with a terrible headache. Plus it’s apparently not too good for your liver, uh who knew? Everything just seems so clear now, and what once use to be a rather long dark tunnel, now seems to be quite short, and seems to have a really bright light at the end of it to. So who knew, who thought that it all could change so quickly? I surely didn’t think that it possibly could, I didn’t think that it ever would change, but it has, and I’ve never been happier. I feel high and so light, I feel like I could fly. | | |
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