Iker Casillas has grown a beard. None of our opinions on it matter, however, because his mother says she likes it.



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If you have never heard of Señor Casillas (pronounced Cah-thee-yas), he is the goalie of Real Madrid and the captain of the Spanish National Team. He was born on the Taurus/Gemini cusp, and is not a good singer. Black people love him. He doesn't sleep around, and he doesn't speak English. He has had stubble in the past, but this is the first time he's had a beard.

There seems to be a quite a few people on my friend's list who are down on themselves right now. Everyone goes through difficult times, but I think you should know that you're all wonderful people and you deserve happiness.

I got this from one of my women's studies classes. I realize it may seem kind of hokey, but these things really can help you to learn to love and accept yourself.


How to Love Yourself
Louise L. Hay

1. Stop all criticism. Criticism never changes a thing. Refuse to criticize yourself. Accept yourself exactly as you are. Everybody changes. When you criticize yourself, your changes are negative. When you approve of yourself, your changes are positive.

2. Stop scaring yourself. Stop terrorizing yourself with your thoughts. It's a dreadful way to live. Find a mental image that gives you pleasure, and immediately switch your scary thought to a pleasure thought.

3. Be gentle and kind and patient. Be gentle with yourself. Be kind to yourself. Be patient with yourself as you learn the new ways of thinking. Treat yourself as you would someone you really love.

4. Be kind to your mind. Self-hatred is only hating your own thoughts. Don't hate yourself for having the thoughts. Gently change the thoughts.

5. Praise yourself. Criticism breaks the inner spirit. Praise builds it up. Praise yourself as much as you can. Tell yourself how well you are doing with every little thing.

6. Support yourself. Find ways to support yourself. Reach out to friends and allow them to help you. It is being strong to ask for help when you need it.

7. Be loving to your negatives. Acknowledge that you created them to fulfil a need. Now you are finding new, positive ways to fulfil those needs. So, lovingly release the old negative patterns.

8. Take care of your body. Learn about nutrition. What kind of fuel does your body need to have optimum energy and vitality? Learn about exercise. What kind of exercise can you enjoy? Cherish and revere the temple you live in.

9. Mirror work. Look into your own eyes often. Express this growing sense of love you have for yourself. Forgive yourself looking into the mirror. Talk to your parents looking into the mirror. Forgive them, too. At least once a day look into the mirror and say: "I love you, I really love you!".

10. LOVE YOURSELF - DO IT NOW! Don't wait until you get well or lose the weight, or get the new job, or the new relationship.
BEGIN NOW - Do the best you can.

http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/wade_davis_on_endangered_cultures.html

I saw this in a wal-mart parking lot.




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If you're frightened of dying, and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels, freeing you from the Earth.

A simple streak of sunshine passes through
The blinds
To shine light on my wall. It’s straightforward,
Unpretentious.
It isn’t trying to light up the room
But it
Forces me to take note of its presents.
Effortless,
You know. I wonder how such a thing can
Exist.

I remember, at times, a small strip of
Rainbow
On the wall in the house I once lived in.
I was young
And even then I realized that it was
Just light bending.
It wasn’t magic. I knew that there was
No such thing
Although, every now and then you could
Find me
Grasping my hands, whispering a request
To no one
And hoping it was real, but still in the back
Of my mind,
I always knew it would never happen.

As the sun moves in the sky the light
Shrinks.
It is not the sun but the Earth that moves.
Earth
Is not the center of the universe.
The moon
Is the only one that cares, and both are
Overrated.
All the attention the moon gets is from
Witches,
Astronomers, and evil scientists
Trying to blow it up.

The streak has almost vanished. It never
Provided
Much light or warmth, but it was nice to have
Nearby.
I don’t know if I’ll miss it when it does
Go.
It is clear that I had taken it for
Granted
While it was here (like everything).
It’s gone
Now. Time to turn on the artificial
Light.

I’ll have to wait until tomorrow to
See
It again, as long as there aren’t any
Clouds
To block out the sun. For me, light has never been very
dependable.



I actually wrote this about a year ago, but it's still very true, especially recently.

Imma sick lil pickle


At least it's the weekend.

Just waking up in the morning gotta thank god
I dont know but today seems kinda odd
No barking from the dogs, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didnt pig out
Finally got a call from a girl wanna dig out
Hooked it up on later as I hit the do
Thinking will I live, another twenty-fo
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop at a red light
Looking in my mirror not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from kim and she can fuck all night
Called up the homies and Im askin yall
Which court, are yall playin basketball?
Get me on the court and Im trouble
Last week fucked around and got a triple double
Freaking brothers everyway like m.j.
I cant believe, today was a good day

Drove to the pad and hit the showers
Didnt even get no static from the cowards
Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin, didnt even look in a niggaz direction
As I ran the intersection
Went to $hort dogs house, they was watchin yo! mtv raps
Whats the haps on the craps
Shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em
Roll em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break em
With the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
Seven even back do joe
I picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and Im yellin domino
And now I am yelling dominoes
Plus nobody I know got killed in south central l.a.
Today was a good day

Left my niggaz house paid
Picked up a girl been tryin to fuck since the twelve grade
Its ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic
The lakers beat the supersonics
I felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my dick runs deep so deep so deep
Put her ass to sleep
Woke her up around one
She didnt hesitate, to call ice cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and Im coasting
Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her ass off, then I chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didnt even see a berry flashing those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the morning got the fat burger
Even saw the lights of the goodyear blimp
And it read ice cubes a pimp
Drunk as hell but no throwing up
Half way home and my pager still blowing up
Today I didnt even have to use my a.k.
I got to say it was a good day.

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

If You Forget Me-Pablo Neruda

College starts so soon for me. I'm nervous. I know I'm unbelievably unprepared in every way posible.

A new ad by UNICEF Germany sees white kids smearing their faces with mud to show solidarity with African kids without access to education. One kid says: "I'm waiting for my last day in school. Children in Africa are waiting for their first one." Another says: "In Africa, kids don't come to school late, they don't go at all."




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