So back off of sugar I go

This is why I've been getting breakouts on my chest... Damn you pcos

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Do you ever wonder why it is we love? Why is it that we were masses to love deeply, to love truly, to love without reservations and in such a manner that when that object of our love and affection is taken from us that we feel as if our world is coming to an end. That pain we feel, that real tangible pain stays with you for years and sometimes you cannot help but wonder why love in the first place?  Would it not just be better to never love so that you never have to feel that sort of pain.

The thing is we were not made to do anything other than to love and be loved.  I pity everyone who had ever lost a loved one or who has suffered a heartbreak or any other type of loss. I wish I could say that it gets easier, it does in a way yes it does but in other ways it still rips it you apart every so often.

Today is my day and in the next month or so there shall be many more days like this.

Happy birthday

I've fallen and I can't...

Well you get the picture.

Truth be told I did fall on Sunday, flat on my back, down some stairs and have been in pain ever since.

Two days bed rest, the problem being that I cannot find a good position to lie in or sit in for that matter. At the moment my neck is hurting more than my back is and its driving me crazy.

I should be using this time to study. On the final year of my degree and it is critical that my grades go up. Last year was made of bare passes, truth be told I was just happy to pass but this year I know I have got to do better.

It's hard studying when you are going through yet another emotional rollercoaster ride. But really, the time has come for me to put on my big girl panties and carry on, time enough to think about your hopeless existence when you have that piece of paper in your hands.

Hmmmm two posts in one month, perhaps I'm making a comeback or not

Tentatively pokes head in

Wow I have been a naughty girl being away so long. Pity I don't know if I am sticking around or just doing a yearly flyby.

Turmoil and again more turmoil in my life. I was just re reading some posts and realise that that path I embarked upon 4 years ago has always been a rocky one, full of twists and bumps and of some major upheavals that make me wonder who am I that I willingly put myself through this time and again.

I'm still alive, that's the single most amazing thing about this. I really did not expect to be, especially after that December. Ah well but so it goes.

I've not only made my bed but laid down in it and then proceeded to set it ablaze.

I shall take the scraps and take them willingly because the alternative...

Words go here

I wonder if I have the words or the wherewithal to try to continue this blog or any blog. Its been two years and a lot has happened, the question is however, is how much of it do I want to discuss. "shrugs"

For anyone interested

Breaking my temporary exile from this blog to bring to you the following from a site called Healthline...yes Tracey Rose bugged me enough to come put it up. I actually have not clicked the link so here's hoping its legit 0.O

Your readers / followers may be interested in Healthline's free live expert Q&A session on October 24th at 11am PST (2pm EST).

Users can register, submit their questions & learn more at: The Q&A will be broadcasted from the same URL. If for any reason users cannot attend the event, they can still submit their questions & return to the same URL starting October 28th to see the recorded version of the broadcast.

This thing on?

Still alive...

Makes sense when you think about it

The reason that my moods have stopped cycling is because I've been slowly sinking into depression. No more roller coaster rides for me, oh no, instead lets go gently into that abyss and sit huddled in a corner until things shift and I can see the light again.

Apparently when depressed I speak in cliches....oh joy joy feckin joy

xkcd does it again

Break in transmission

It seems that once I have stopped cycling and have settled down into a more "normal" state of being that the words dry up.

There is nothing more to say, there are no issues that I need to work out loud, so there is merely silence on the blog front. Who knows when next I shall need this space.

Until next manic mental moment...