Found out Word Press is too much for me so I am back to blogger with my old link
http://alwaysnumb-me.blogspot.com/
Never Said I was sane did I?
Found out Word Press is too much for me so I am back to blogger with my old link
http://alwaysnumb-me.blogspot.com/
Never Said I was sane did I?
Okie, lately I have been extremly tired no matter how many hours I sleep I have had constant headaches that do not seem to go away no matter how many pain killers I take. I have became so sensitive to alot of things I feel no body wants to hear my out which results my have a lot to say and nobody to listen. My Way of expressing my advice or opinon has become some how aggressive I have been so into details may be that it is why People do not want to listen any more. I have been relying again on mood lifters AKA anti depressants and psyhcological medications which makes me mood swingy and it is extremly addictive which is so bad both ways meaning loose loose situation.
I have become Melancholic, do not feel bad if you dont understand the meaning I did not also I have to look it up it means:
Melancholy:
1. Depression of spirits; a gloomy state continuing a considerable time; deep dejection; gloominess.
2. Great and continued depression of spirits, amounting to mental unsoundness; melancholia.
3. Depressed in spirits; dejected; gloomy dismal.
Which is bad, I have been sleeping well which is something good but my nightmares have become worse. It gives me shavers down my spine when I remember them. I do not know what is wrong with me. Plus I have been PMSing recently which never used to be so sever. I do not know what to do I am always drifting in my thoughts which is not a nice place to be if you did not know and my mind is taking me into places that I rather not be. I have been thinking about the worse case scenarios which is something I was trying to change in Shamel but now he is trying to change is me.
I am afraid cause I am back to medications but I am so depressed and drifting that I do not want to be like that hence I do not want to stop. I should not feel like that in the happiest period in my life which is my engagement or that is the definition of it by everyone around.
I have been abscent minded to the extent that I have burned my lip with my cigerrate so bad that the skin was peeled off. I scratched my allergy when I was drifting that I have carved my skin. I do not know what to do really I should be more helful and supportive to Shamel instead he is taking the energy that he should spend on building our home and buying stuff to making me feel better which makes me feel worse it got to the extent that he took me out to an expensive place to make me feel better and I end up taking about money and loans.
What is wrong with me for freaking’s sake? yes I am a Gemini who are famous for mood swings but that is not mood swings I know my usual mood swings and these are not them.
I do not know what that is? Any clue anyone?
Back in school they used to call me the ice queen cause I never used to cry, no matter how insulted or humiliated I am, you could see how humiliated I am you could see the glass wall forming in my eyes but it never cracks. I was like that. But now a days I cannot stop it whenever I am under pressure I cry like hell. Yes it is true been having pressure like everywhere at home, at work, and through the marriage thing and the fact that my brother is not able to find a job did not really make matters all peachy, but so what???? This has been my life since forever, what is so wrong now?.
What makes matter worse is that I do not cry in front of everyone only in front of Sloppy so I end up making him more worried and responsible and less talkative about his own problems on the basis of “hyia na2sa” or let’s not add insult to injury so what happen is he bottles up inside and walk around like everything is happy and jolly while deep inside it is not which I hate. This is not what partnership should be about, should it?
I know him, he would think that way, he would say let’s postpone talking about this problem till she feels better, let’s not tell her about these news till she feels better and I could go on and on and on and it makes me feel bad. I do not want to cry I want to be like I used to, handle things like a strong mighty creature who thinks that crying is for sissies and wouldn’t solve anything, but I cannot seem to be able to do it.
Any ideas anyone?
I have been thinking about the concept of time so much lately I feel It is passing way too slowly. May be Cause I am waiting for something that I want so much whenever I tell this to someone he or she thinks I am thinking about the sexual part but they could not be more wrong. I can not wait to be with Shamel, Now I have discovered that this is the most right and true decision I took through out my life.
Let me tell you something about me when I was a kid, I always thought I would never to get married, looking for protection and stability in a man give me a break I am more likely to find it in a burglar than in some guy who only wants to marry me for being his sex toy and a free of charge whore.
Well that was what I thought back then, when I grew up I discovered that my personality bits and let’s face it I am no Miss Egypt as well, I have mood swings that could make any person run as far as Mexico so its good I was not interested into marriage and pretty sure that any guy who would know that he would not get sex out of me will not be interested. Till I met him, I was a kid he was a womanizer but for some reason he decided to let me pass his list of sleep and toss. He had feelings for me for years, He waited for three years for me to change my mind during this he watched and talked to me about guys who are interested in me and never was unavailable he always made time for me even when he was the busiest at work or the fuck est at work.
Then I discovered my feelings and told him that we should give it a try a week later we were engaged, everyone who knew us could not believe that we took that step two of the most notorious bachelors and commitment phoebe decided to tie the knot to each other does not pass quietly. No freaking Way
Shamel, is very special he has such a beautiful soul, he does anything and everything in his power to make me happy, he looks at me like he is a baby who sees something beautiful for the very same time. He makes me feel like I am special and one of a kind. With him I feel safe and secure, every single time he would be visiting and when he is leaving I stand near the door and watch him go down the stairs and feel the distance grows between us my heart cracks and feel like a kid whose his parents is leaving him behind. I want to run and hang on to his hand and tell him to take me with him. I feel pain and void when we are apart.
When I hold his big hand in mine I feel warmth and true emotions oozing from them. He is one of a kind and I am glad that I can call him mine for the rest of eternity or at least till I am back in the ground (ISA) He is kind and have a pure heart, he is always the big man even if that means that some people think he is too coward to act. He can never hurt someone on purpose even if this person did him grave harm. I am glad I took the step to be with him but time passes by so slowly for us to be together.
When I was a kid and wanted school to begin I would complain to my father that the days are passing so slowly, he would tell me go to “The Garage where you get to fast forward the days” I believed him and tell him let’s go but he would tell me its closed today. Now I wish this garage exists and I would pass those month and a half and be together.
Sloppy, I love you to pieces Big one
Sound Track of the moment
Any Last Requests?
Three women are about to be executed.
One’s a brunette, one’s a redhead, and one’s a blonde.
Two guards brings the brunette forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests.
She says no, and the executioner shouts, “Ready . . . Aim . . .”
Suddenly the brunette yells, “earthquake!!”
Everyone is startled and looks around. She manages to escape.
The angry guards then bring the redhead forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests.
She says no, and the executioner shouts, “Ready . . . Aim . . .”
The redhead then screams, “tornado!!”
Yet again, everyone is startled and looks around. She too escapes execution.
By this point, the blonde had figured out what the others did.
The guards bring her forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests.
She also says no, and the executioner shouts, “Ready . . . Aim . . .”
The blonde shouts, “fire!!”
More rope
There was a virgin who wanted to marry a farmer boy.
One day, she went to his parent’s house for dinner. When they got done eating dinner, they decided to go for a walk through the pasture.
While they were walking, they came upon 2 horses that were mating. She looks at them with wonder because she has never seen anything like this before.
She asks the boy, “What are they doing?”
He says, “They’re making love.”
“Well, what’s that long thing he’s sticking in there?” she asked.
“Oh, uh, that’s his rope,” he answered.
“Well, what are those two round things on the other end?” she asked.
He says, “Those are his knots.”
She says, “Oh, OK, I got it.”
As they continue their stroll, they come to a barn and go in. She looks at him and says, “I want you to make love to me the way those animals were.”
Surprised and excited, the boy agrees.
While they are getting at it all hot and heavy, she grabs his balls and squeezes.
“Whoa, what are you doing?” he shouts.
The girl innocently replies, “I’m untying the knots so I’ll get more rope!”
Pussy On Fire
Colin meets a girl on the street. He says, “Come on, babe, let’s go in the alleyway and get it on. I’ve got fifteen bucks.”
She says, “FIFTEEN bucks? You’re crazy. For fifteen bucks, I’ll let you LOOK at it.”
They go into the alleyway, she pulls down her pants, and he gets down on his knees. But he can’t see anything, because it’s too dark, so he gets out his lighter. He lights his lighter, and he says, “My God, your pubic hair… it’s so curly and thick… it’s BEAUTIFUL.”
She says, “Thank you.”
He says, “You mind if I ask you a personal question?”
She says, “Go ahead.”
He says, “Can you pee through all that hair?”
She says, “Of course.”
He says, “Well, you better start. You’re on fire.”
This one is for Paul cause he got offended with the attack on blondes since Em is blondish
The Tough Question
A blonde and a gentlemen are sitting next to each other on a plane, the gentlemen wanted to exchange small talk with the blonde but she said I am too tired and I want to sleep. So the Gentlmen decided to sweeten the deal a bit he said “We are going to play a game, I am going to ask you a question if you did not know the answer you will give me one dollar and then you ask me a question if I did not know the answer I give you 50 dollars.”
The blonde looked at him and said “You are on”. The Gentlemen looked at her and asked her “Who invented the telephone?” The blonde puzzled looked at him and put her hand in her purse got out one dollar and gave it to him.
She then said “Now its your turn, What goes up a mountain with two legs and come down with three?”
The gentlemen kept on thinking, got out his laptop, googled the question, called up his friends and nothing, he was unable to come up with the answer, during which of course the blonde went into the deep sleep she wanted. Then just as the plane was about to land the gentlemen woke up the blonde and told her “I give up” he reached into his wallet got out 50 Dollars and give it to the blonde, who then turned around and started gathering her stuff.
The gentlemen stopped her and said “Hey, I need to know the answer to the question”
The blonde puzzled looked at him reached into her purse got out one dollar and said innocently “How the hell should I know”
Have you ever got the feeling that you are completely isolated and nothing is coming in or out? You are completely and utterly trapped.
When something happens and it makes you feel that you are unaware of everything and everyone around you, the good or the bad. It is not a nice feeling, it has always got to me. When someone or something has leverage on me and I discover it too late. When the panic and the loose of control starts to rise and there is nothing you can do about it but stand, watch, and feel the feeling inside you grows bigger and bigger till it consumes your insides. It’s very bad to feel like that after you felt that you are all strong and mighty, you had a hardship, you handled it well or at least you thought so and nothing bad came out of it, no tails is attached to be bitten. Or again that is what you thought.
Then in one tragic moment, whether a meeting, a call, a look, a sentence you feel it all fall on you and you feel inside a gigantic plastic cube with no doors or windows you feel you are even unaware of the surroundings, the people, the calls, the meetings, anything. You even wonder how can you be breathing if you feel there is not air nothing is coming in and nothing is coming out. It’s a horrible feeling.
You suddenly realize that you are in a grip of something bigger than you are and this something could crash you simply cause it can and it only doesn’t cause it’s un-willing, It does not want to do that just yet, what is simply stopping it is the desire or the lack of it or “Not Feeling like Doing It Right Now” as I like to put it.
Let’s just sum it and say it is not pretty. May the plastic cube crash down soon. Or at least let’s hope so.
Moment’s soundTrack
Yes, Ladies and Gents been busy like fuck with a lot of things in the past days home shit, work shit, normal shit, good lovey descovery distractions and so on and forth.
I am writing this post as a thank you for my beautiful other happy Shamel or Sloppy like the blogsphere like to call him, Without him I would have worn the white backward shirt long time ago or join my creater long time ago, whether his goofy laugh, his irritable correction of my single conversation his soul and the way he looks at me like I am something from another world makes anything else worth a while.
Please reader do not envies us we have passed through a lot of shit to be here and just be happy for us if you do this you will be the proud owner of a wedding invitation with a nice menu and good females and males guests to stare at while eating except me and Shamel of course and if any one was caught red handed starring at anyone of us we would be forced to make him or her throw up the good food and be kicked out and banned from being a friend for life with such crazy and amusing couple such as ourselves. As for the big Q why I changed to word Press was challanged by a lot of idiots that I am too idiotic o do it and my response is
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Never Tired “Miss those days”
Hey what’s up, how do you do? I think I know you
I think I’ve met you way before I ever saw you.
When constellations knocked my door, my intuition,
I felt the light of something more, like a recognition.
Settle down, settle down, can you feel me?
Turn around, turn around, look who’s waiting here for you,
I’m not going anywhere, I’m never tired.
Turn around, look around, tell me can you see my face?
Tell me can you hear my voice? I’m never tired.
And as the butterflies arrived, I got the feeling
of planets working to align, with a subtle meaning.
When this electric feeling comes, like flowers falling,
Like heaven dancing in the sun, I wanna take it all in.
Settle down, settle down, can you feel me?
And when I think I’m done, it haunts me again
It takes me back, cuz it’s
not what I became, a face without a name.
Never Tired – Bad Apple
Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my somach, I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Just what God needs, one more victim
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Got a kick for a dog, beggin for love
Gotta have my sufferingso that I can have my cross
I know a cat named easter, he says will you ever learn
Youre just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird
Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start my own religion
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains
Please be
Save me
I cry
Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Where are those angels when you need them
Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains