That's it, I ride on the hood (ok ... I'm even more ride on the hood in my usual). Following my message about my obvious lack of culture, I keep stuff that does interest me to say anything to me before ... and I'm liking. Here, I am very closely the conflict between Oka and Norfolk. Besides, I constantly repeat "Kanesatake" to succeed in the rule as he is in the year after. Moreover, highly disinterested in anything that affects in any way political, I started to learn by heart the ministers yesterday. In fact, I held 2-3 names, but still no idea what they represent. It is my goal for the month.
I read the newspaper thoroughly. I avoid ads, I might want to go get my future read by a spiritual medium. Whatever, it's tempting. Monday, I was shocked but literally out of me. We agree that it does not take much for me out of my hinges, but there I found it appalling, shocking ... "The Taliban are running an Afghan pregnant." So let's see chalice! What's that? What shocks me the most is that the woman is not dead, it's so awful it was executed. 200 lashes and 3 bullets in her head. Pregnant? Beware, beware, I am informed that Pakistan means "Land of the Pure." HA HA HA! The irony, stupidity "sudden" of a people wanting to kill a woman who ALLEGEDLY WIDOW committed adultery. Here I go out I-don't-know-too-where with a desire to save the world and veiled women. We will have someone to answer my question, to debate with me, make me understand things because I do not understand. I can not consent to a people act this way. Where is the law that defends women's right there? "Crimes of Honour". I swear to you whether to delete all the people who committed adultery, there would be world's largest on earth. This mentality makes me shudder. The UN can not do anything? Honestly? I ask because I wonder about the direction of the organization "... to maintain peace and security, develop friendly relations among nations, promoting social progress, better standards of life and increase respect for human rights, man. "Was it so ... it disgusts me.
Well, you know, culture is not for me, I'm mad with rage when I read of the atrocities. I should just read my horoscope.
Otherwise, what about ... um ... it's Friday, I'm very happy. The week went really quickly.
My foot hurts me. I think amputate. But I would be hard to get ahead in life I think. So I'll just wait until it happens. By cons, this morning, thanks to contacts they may have in a hospital for children, someone told someone that someone knows, what makes a someone with the title of physiotherapist I will see. I know she may be busy all day and forget a single employee. I also know that children have priority and I understand that. If I have not heard before leaving, go to the clinic next week. I can walk on it, I could walk fast too ... it hurts, but it's a little uncomfortable with that, you know? So I stopped working my 20 miles a day ... instead of 1 pm, I'm 25 minutes. It's better than a slap in the face.
Well, finally I had an appointment with the physio to 14 pm:
No amputation, but uh, I am slain by physio foot: heel spur or stretching of the plantar fascia overlying the tendon and tendinitis which I do not remember the name. Basically ... my knees are too crooked and I should go to follow up with a physiotherapist. Oh and I miss 20 degrees ... so my feet are normally flexible ...
Well, I still scrap. There is a catch. Mess that I am not able to photorgraphier my pages as the world. The colors are drab, the pictures are blurry ... but hey, this is what gives it anyway.
that, I'm going to scrap it and watch a movie ... oh, it's Friday! Is joy. A big week eventful ending. But hey, nothing happens for nothing and I think I made a good decision.
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