Anthony Burgess :: ‘A Clockwork Orange’
This is something to think about. Hmm…
I’ve been smacked with a renewed sense of determination. Yay! Someone just asked about a gap in my résumé in late ‘02. Nevermind that it was the icky dot.com crash… my arm was paralyzed that year. It stunk, paralyzed w/o health insurance. It’s all good, I got better. After 3 months of acupuncture and LOTS of prayer, I was able to stop using a sling. I won’t be in this chair forever, I’ll just need to work real hard and believe. Why didn’t I do that sooner? Well, getting cancer twice, four years apart and all the accompanying surgeries & treatments kinda got in the way - kinda. The Lord is good, he won’t let me down; I’ll get better. ^._^
I thought that stating their first jobs would be a great reminder for me. On the below list I’ve only dated three of the four.
1) Domino’s Pizza Delivery Boy
2) Video Game Store Clerk
3) Philippine teen actor
4) Taco Bell employee
All the guys I’ve dated are now known professionals and über cool. ^.^
Oh, tit for tat? If we don’t count volunteer work, I was assisting a real estate office and studying for a real estate license when I turned 18. Fail, I was sexually harassed by a supervisor/pedophile and I quit the next day. It’s alright, a bunch of tests followed and opened plenty of doors. God has my back.
right back at you. I’ve just censored what I heared people say about me. See, this is why I constantly have my earbuds on and carry extras just in case.
I don’t like hearing people talk about how bad they feel about me, Sure, my current situation stinks but you can help me by not throwing a pity party. Y’all do realize that your handicap is worse than my mine because you’re too set in your ways to see the problem and fix it.
I’ve been working on the research for my diseases and we’ve taken care of two of three deadly and debilitating “incurables.”. It’s not easy or fun but it canbe done. Asking God for an assist doesn’t hurt either. :)
I’ve definitely done something with my life. I’ve actually gone and lived through my childhood autobiography so far. Unlike other girls my age, I didn’t write about a happy little marriage and family to boot. I knew things weren’t going to be perfect; I planned and still plan to make the most of it.
Do you believe in such things? Would you believe if it was in the writing of a 5th grader, her future autobiography? Now that, that 5th grader is grown and most of what she had seen as a child has come to fruition – good & bad? I’m scared, I was that child. I’m praying for some heavenly guidance to help me off of this track leading to a place I am not yet ready for. If there is some fill-in-the-blank option to my story so I may change the ending, Lord, please help me re-route this course.