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Introducing:) The on3 and only Hema!Turning 21 soon.Currently studying in SIM-UOL( Economics and Finance)
Three main wishes: First is to die dancing. Second is to live without any regrets and third is to have this family for ever end ever:)
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Date: Saturday, September 29, 2007 | Time: 2:05 AM
Ha. Time to take a breather, I guess. Though I was still researching on my stupid bio thingy. Though I hate to admit that it was very exciting. It was soo cool to actually know that we share a small percentage of our DNA with reptiles! Damn cool right. It just goes on to show that God created all of us the same damn way. So, we have to treat everyone the same, blah, blah.
That day my mother came back from her work to say that her kindergarten was starting the enrollment for next year. She also said that there is this girl called Susan who has Downs Syndrome who will be starting nursery next year. Then, my mother dropped the bombshell that she was suffering from leukaemia. And, I know for a fact that that is the worst kind of cancer there is. I felt sooo helpless. I have not even seen this girl but I badly want to help her. I want to reach out to her. I feel sooo frustrated that I cannot do anything to make her life, at least a bit more better. I shudder to think about the pain and the suffering she has gone through. WHY MUST SHE SUFFER? There are so many people out there with twisted minds and stoned hearts. So many adults. Why cant they suffer? Those who deserve it? I know that there is whole shit about people frying their asses off in hell. But, that is soo after death. Why should children suffer. For that, I know there is another whole piece of crap about retribution and all.
Dont get me wrong. I believe a lot in that. It is just that I feel sooo frustrated when I BLOODY CANNOT DO ANYTHING TO HELP! If anyone has does a review on the diseases that is pouncing upon the world,they can clearly see that majority of the diseases are due to BLOODY GENETIC FACTORS! The only disease that gives the sufferers exactly what they deserve is AIDS. If you wanna sleep around, then you pay for it. Even in that instance, the babies, who are the poor, innocent bystanders, are at the receiving end too. Damn this world and is injustice. Sorry, damn Mankind and the things they have brought upon themselves and all other things living on Earth.
And the deal with education? I know it is supposed to enlighten and all but when you know more, you lose a bit more of your innocence. And in this world that lacks innocence, all we need now is more education. I hope there will be a day when purity rules the world once more.
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Date: Monday, September 10, 2007 | Time: 4:06 AM
I really do not know what is the deal with poems and myself. I guess I feel that the poems help me to display my feelings better. Fresher and more true. Though I got screwed up by my mother yesterday for composing this totally depressing poem about how a girl commits suicide without being able to cope with the pressures of daily life, poems are my thing. I feel that I can express myself better through poem writing. Now, I am providing evidence as to why I am always writing down poems. Aargh! Too much GP!
Well, anyway, I am back to the peak of my emotional scale. Being tops in GP throughout the school might have done the trick, I guess. Oh, man! I am sooo proud. So, yeah... managed to cast my mind over wider things. We, correction, I tend to be tangled in a web of my own problems, which are sooo petty. When you compare it with the poverty levels in third world countries, atrocities like sisters getting raped by their own brothers and the number of animals being killed for mere pleasure and fashion. ( YES! I AM SOOO FOR THE ANIMALS!) So, I read Chicken Soup for a good cry and a good knock on my head and came across, (once again), a poem that captured my heart, mind and soul.
No Matters What Happens
by Alison Mary Horbes
I remember the world when each day was long,
When the world was a playground and my life a song,
And I fluttered through years with barely a care,
Ignoring the future and what waited there.
School was intriguing and filled with delights.
I played away day times and dreamed away nights.
My parents assured me I had nothing to fear,
And that no matter what happened, they'd always be there.
Little I knew of a world outside home,
Where tragedy, sorrow and murder could roam.
All I saw were blue skies, rainbows and stars.
I looked past destruction of buildings and cars.
As a child, my biggest concern was just me;
I had to be happy, I had to be free.
And if I was content, I would not shed a tear,
And no matter what happened, I still would be here.
But as I grow up, darkness starts to set in;
My bright world has turned into concrete and tin.
I now see the violence I looked past before;
My friends start to die and my heart hits the floor.
Deadly diseases claim people I love,
There are landfills below me, pollution above.
I often think back to when life was a game.
But no matter what happens, it can't be the same.
There are days when I just want to break down and howl,
To give up completely, to throw in the towel,
But I hold my head high and I push my way through.
I have too much to give and so much to do.
And I make a vow that, though it'll be hard,
I'll go on with a smile and play every card.
I'll give all I can, help others and love.
No matter what happens, life will bloom again,
Ad the strength I don't have will come form above.
So come, take my hand, and through darkness we will sail-
If we all join together, we never can fail.
We'll remember to care, remember to feel,
And no matter what happens, our world we will heal.
I hope that anyone who reads this feels as strongly as I do. This is our world, created by God for us to enjoy and not to ruin the beauty of Mother Nature. I have always been a strong believer in my own beliefs and opinions and have never been afraid to showcase those views. I wanna do my part in saving this world. To rephrase what Helen Keller said, We, on our own, certainly cannot save the world. But, we, as an individual, must do the little things that we can do to change the world, even bit, for the better.