Late Last night I was up wondering if things in our life are destined. Was my life really supposed to be my life? Do the good happen to the good or is that something just said to make you do good? Are the lucky ones really just lucky? Are the misfortuned really meant to be misfortuned? I sometimes do believe that things were meant to be but other times, I think it all depends on the way we were raised that lead us to the choices we made which lead us to the life’s we have. However, what about those lucky moment? Was that really a lucky moment? Was that lucky moment really destined for me? Is Destiny real then? I keep going in circles trying to understand this weird world and this thing call life.
So I started reading “The story of my Life” by Helen Keller. This book has opened my mind and has made me wonder and think outside my own box of thoughts. Before I even started reading the book, my first question in mind was… how did she communicate? I asked several people but nothing. So I’m one of those people that couldn’t wait to read the book to find out... So I Google. Google said that she had a teacher Ms. Sullivan that did first help sense things by touching them and then creating the sing for her. She would grab her hand and sign for her and eventually she learned it. WOW! Having one disability, I believe is hard but having two is a major hassle. Especially if it’s sight and hearing the sense you living without. Stories like this make me wonder… Like do blind people have dreams? What if they have been blind since birth and have no image of anything?
Yes, I Google and found out that….
Yes, blind people do have dreams. However, those blind since birth or very early childhood have no visual imagery in their dreams. Instead, they experience a very high percentage of taste, smell, and touch sensations in their dreams. (Also Auditory dreams)
The breakdown is as follows:
There are no visual images in the dreams of those born without any ability to experience visual imagery in waking life.
Individuals who become blind before the age of five seldom experience visual imagery in their dreams.
Those who become sightless between the ages of five and seven may or may not retain some visual imagery.
Most people who lost their vision after age seven continue to experience at least some visual imagery, although its frequency and clarity often fade with time.
So as I informed you guys that my nails were very damage because of the acrylics I been using for years. So for this whole month, I had my natural nails and have been trying to cure them… I have been using the Sally’s Nail Nutrition Green Tea + Bamboo Nail Strengthener. I seen some improvement and it has been working "Okay". Also, since it is spring I been using Springy color nail polishes. These have so far been my favorites…
Kook- A-Mango (left) is a bright orangey with a tint of red. If you don’t like bright color you’re really not going to like this one. But the color really is perfect for spring. Commander inchic (Middle) is a grayish-brownish with a tint of purple polish. I don’t know if it’s just me but it all depends on the lighting different tints reflect on them. I sometimes see it like grayish w/ a tint of purple. Other times they look Brownish with a tint of grey.
Fairy Teal (Right) is a nice cream teal color. The only bad thing about this one is that you have to be real careful when removing the color because it stains your fingers. BAD! Even after nail polish remover and then washing my hand and the color was still on tips of my fingers.
I’ll be looking for more colors and sharing my thoughts on them. For now all I can say is that these colors are amazing and I do get a lot of compliments on them. If you are interested they're about 8 bucks. I got mines at CVS but I'm sure you can find them at any drugstore or anywhere they sell Sally Hansen nail polishes.
BY THE WAY REMEMBER NEVER TO DRINK AND DO UR NAILS...LOL
(Don't worry I fixed it after)
Yesterday, was like any other day woke up a little late…. Ahhh! I was running around getting the kids stuff together for school. They were off this whole week and now they’re going back to school…it hit me like a big bang on the face. “LIKE WOW SCHOOL ALREADY”! As I was wakening them up I couldn’t stop but feeling so bad, I felt like they’re vacation was not long enough. Maybe cause I didn’t take them anywhere special because of work and school. I usually do, it’s usually the beach and a movie… but this week… NOTHING! So bad. But the weather didn’t help either. The rain… yes, it was all the rain fault and that Political science test didn’t help either. I know I’ll make it up to them. At least Easter was fun, with the DVD, their new Justin Bieber CD, and the toys. OMG, why oh why did I get them that CD, it’s going to be constant playing. After getting to the office a little late and seeing some of my co-workers grouchy faces I was like great but after coffee and a minute in the office it all flip. It was actually a good day. Then after work I went to CVS. Oh yeah, and I actually text the EX. That was not smart but it was an impulse I had, but this time was not all that intimate talk about why we broke up that he always always brings up. It was a “Hey, how are you” text and that was it. So that was great. At CVS I got that face scrubber thing that I been seeing in commercial that I wanted to try. I also bought toothpaste for me and the kids kind for the boys. It was able to relax when I got home, I had dinner and washed. It was real chill and then of course I tried out my new face scrub. So far I like it but I’m not sure yet it has only been one use. I added gloss to my nails and went through my hair style book trying to figure out a new hair style, I’m so bored and tired with my old one. I also tried to figure out what brown to use on my hair. I want a chocolate brown without any red tones. Is that even possible??? After reviewing the book for about thirty minutes I realized that I should have read my school book. I have a report due sometime soon and I have not even reviewed the chapter. Again…So bad I know. My brother asked to use my truck as I was going to bed. I said “No”. Why? Cause I usually say “Yes” but I realized by giving him everything I’m not helping him at all. If I keep saying “YES” to all his requests he is never going to get the encouragement to do stuff for himself. As I was going to sleep, I felt horrible. My conscious was like “I should just given him the truck”. But deep down inside I knew I was doing the right thing. How I wish my conscious was so reassuring of that. I eventually knocked out.
Don't dare to be different, dare to be yourself if that doesn't
make you different then something is wrong.”
We all have those days that we feel more different that we already are. But as I’m getting older I realized that I don’t mind it at all. Yeah, I’m different more ways than others, from some of my friends, co-worker and even family members. Like yeah…,
I like watching YouTube ghost videos (even if they might be fake),
Yeah, I like listening to Rock even when I’m wearing my pink heels or my pink lipstick,
Yeah, I listen to rap in the office,
Yeah, I do smell all the food I eat, before I eat it,
Yeah, I sniff myself all the time
(I love my bath body and Victoria secret lotions),
Yeah, I sleep talk,
Yeah, I hate melted cheese but love pizza,
Yeah I’m shy but love talking a lot,
Yeah, I like thug guys and nerd (older) boys,
Yeah, I’m a neat freak (Everything has to be perfect),
And Yeah, I like my cup o’ noodles with sour cream. (TRY IT, it’s good).
Some of you guys might like one but not the other. Its okay if we all like the same things, there would not be enough sour cream and cup o’ noodles for all of us. I remember when I hated talking Spanish because most of my friend only spoke English. Now, I’m proud that I can and I do it more often. My friends even ask me to teach them some words. So be unique, be yourself, its okay. Like they say don’t judge the book by its cover because you might think that my pink lipstick tell you everything about me… but you’re wrong. =]