........17 Days.......till the birthday!
I thought it was about time I wrote something again..
Whomever said age is just a number was right!? So, what...!
Who cares, right!?
On that note..
Hey, I'll be 28 in 17 days...that seems unbelievable to me.
Feb. 8th...
And, I keep thinking ..wow...two more years till the 'BIG 30'!
I thought I would have done certain things, by the time I reached this age.
Thanks to a little unwelcomed visitor named Crohn's...(it's an intestinal thing folks..in case you're confused.)
You see, she held me back for a few years. But, thankfully, I have destroyed that bitch...so, that means I get to move on with my life. And, it's about time, wouldn't ya say!?
Nice, things in the pipeline for Shazzy, I am happy to say. At last!
Things in life don't happen the perfect way that we would like them too.
And, who wrote the book that says ...YOU MUST be this, that and, the next thing by a certain age, anyway?
So, I need to change the topic for a moment...tangents...are interesting things aren't they..oh yes, what was I about to say. Ah..Yes...
Umm...what is with the dreams I have been having lately. Rats on leashes? Strange eh!? Cats turning into Great danes..? People telling me to look through windows, yet telling me not to touch things. Not sure why people always think they have the right to tell me what to do in my dreams lately. Bloody leave me alone.
I would think by ..27..almost 28..people would stop trying to tell me what to do.
Now, I speak of members of the public sector here. Certain people from the everyday, who make it their business to shove their opinions about my life, in my direction. I would thank you very much to stay out of my space. If I don't invade yours, why come into mine? 28..I feel will be that age where I make some personal 'real' changes.
Speaking of space, and invading..remember that computer game 'Space Invaders', that was a good game, wasn't it?!
Anyway, BIG changes ahead this year..I can feel it.
Time to get back to the roots of all things, Shazzy.
To all the things which make me, me. I won't be afraid to be myself, and drive myself through the darkest roads. I know where I will find the light because, I always find solace when 'he' comes to me each night.
No matter what anyone says I know my own mind. I know where this path will lead me already, even though I am not supposed to.
I cheated a wee bit....I do cheat...at cards don't I, Peggy.
Well, that little girl who used to catch and destroy those pesky spiders for you,
is all grown up.
I need to get myself home again soon, to the place where it all started.
My voice will soon be heard again through the moutains of shadows.
Must all these consuming thoughts remain as memory? Please, say that isn't so.
I ache for that rainy, cold, damp day, to remind me, of where I used to play.
Whomever said age is just a number was right!? So, what...!
Who cares, right!?
On that note..
Hey, I'll be 28 in 17 days...that seems unbelievable to me.
Feb. 8th...
And, I keep thinking ..wow...two more years till the 'BIG 30'!
I thought I would have done certain things, by the time I reached this age.
Thanks to a little unwelcomed visitor named Crohn's...(it's an intestinal thing folks..in case you're confused.)
You see, she held me back for a few years. But, thankfully, I have destroyed that bitch...so, that means I get to move on with my life. And, it's about time, wouldn't ya say!?
Nice, things in the pipeline for Shazzy, I am happy to say. At last!
Things in life don't happen the perfect way that we would like them too.
And, who wrote the book that says ...YOU MUST be this, that and, the next thing by a certain age, anyway?
So, I need to change the topic for a moment...tangents...are interesting things aren't they..oh yes, what was I about to say. Ah..Yes...
Umm...what is with the dreams I have been having lately. Rats on leashes? Strange eh!? Cats turning into Great danes..? People telling me to look through windows, yet telling me not to touch things. Not sure why people always think they have the right to tell me what to do in my dreams lately. Bloody leave me alone.
I would think by ..27..almost 28..people would stop trying to tell me what to do.
Now, I speak of members of the public sector here. Certain people from the everyday, who make it their business to shove their opinions about my life, in my direction. I would thank you very much to stay out of my space. If I don't invade yours, why come into mine? 28..I feel will be that age where I make some personal 'real' changes.
Speaking of space, and invading..remember that computer game 'Space Invaders', that was a good game, wasn't it?!
Anyway, BIG changes ahead this year..I can feel it.
Time to get back to the roots of all things, Shazzy.
To all the things which make me, me. I won't be afraid to be myself, and drive myself through the darkest roads. I know where I will find the light because, I always find solace when 'he' comes to me each night.
No matter what anyone says I know my own mind. I know where this path will lead me already, even though I am not supposed to.
I cheated a wee bit....I do cheat...at cards don't I, Peggy.
Well, that little girl who used to catch and destroy those pesky spiders for you,
is all grown up.
I need to get myself home again soon, to the place where it all started.
My voice will soon be heard again through the moutains of shadows.
Must all these consuming thoughts remain as memory? Please, say that isn't so.
I ache for that rainy, cold, damp day, to remind me, of where I used to play.
posted by SHAZZIE at
1:34:00 AM
3 Comments:
Wow! Happy Birthday to you soon Sharon!!!! You deserve all the best. Btw, no one says you need to be/have done a certain amount of things by a certain age. We make our own paths, at our own pace when we feel right! Happy Soon Birthday again chickity!
~*Sabs*~
sorry I missed it. Yet you look only a teenager. Bon Fete de naissance ! I have had my issues and setbacks in life. In some ways I may have wasted 10-15 years; yet I needed them for my fate. I couldnt move/act/proceed until I could stand and walk.
Here is something I did in a moment of boredom and a little uncertainty.
Miss Cleo or the Medium or Ghost Whisperer ?
One Sunday evening (Oct 23, 2006) I was bored and caught this psychic [ghost whisperer woman], Sue Storm (prob not her birth or marriage name), the angel lady, giving free readings to people who called into the Joe Mazza Radio Show.
Anyone interested in the paranormal as believers or skeptics can judge if they wish.
Here is a long segment to give it context, and I am the caller "Greg from Texas." I certainly don't put my complete confidence in this woman.
The MP3 file to download.
http://www.brightonrock.net/1023061.mp3
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