I have always had a keen interest in the way of life of the North American Indians. In Canadian schools, we learn so little about the many tribes that once scattered our beautiful country. I mean, we learn just a touch of who they were, how they survived, and all that. But as a child, it always kind of bothered me that a way of life was lost when 'the white men came', and over the years, I have just had this fascination with the culture. Well, to make a long story short, I just came across some ...
Here I am searching my existence In this world Who I am? What is my existence In this world Here I am searching my existence Who I am? This question always resonant in mind Always I am struggling lot i haven't got a clue to get my existence how I search my existence in this world I am searching my existence This question always pinch me like splint of mirror. Here I am searching my existence In ...
I don't know where to start with what life has been doing lately. All I can say is that it has been busy, and truthfully that's all I really want to say. I would love to escape the black hole I'm in at the moment, but it isn't going to happen until I've found another job. I'm still looking hard, but P&G has turned me down and basically said to not apply for any more positions at this time. Talk about a blow to the ego:( I'm still confidant, but in the meantime I need to focus on making ...
with a title like that who can resist? So I have a couple of different things to blog about. I guess I’ll start with the unpleasantness since it’s always better to end things on a good note. I’ve been having some really severe pain where my left ovary is. I have cysts, but I’ve never had any trouble from them before. I have giant ovaries and have had trouble from them forever. I called my doctor today just to visit about it a little bit and see what she thinks I ...
Oh, come on. You said you weren't afraid of anything at all. Or are you? I made a new category. Apparently, the title itself is a warning. And you know that warnings have no use. All my creepy stories shall go here. Freaky tales of emo people bleeding to death and writing goodbye notes in blood on mirrors. Fictitious accounts about people doing crazy things. Stories of the most spectacular balderdash. Yarns I have woven out of foolishness. Ghost stories. Fourth-rate ...
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