Before I Forget

My Mum's been going to Reiki classes for a while, and she brought home this poem the other day. She tried to show everyone but she pretty much got ignored, so she's photocopied the sheet of paper and has stuck it around the house. She's even gone as far as sticking it to the front door, so unless you find an open window to climb out of, you're rather forced into reading it. I read it, anyway. I found it quite moving, even if it was a little depressing.

A New Day

This is the beginning of a New Day.

I have been given this day to use as I will.

I can waste it or use it for good.

But what I do today is important because...

I am exchanging a day of my life for it.

When tomorrow comes this day will be gone forever.

Leaving in its place something that I have traded for it.

I want it to be a gain and not a loss.

Good and not evil.

A successful chance to learn.

In order that I shall not regret

The price I paid for it.

The world has officially lost it. I'm being serious. What is wrong with people? My brother has just come back with a girl who I completely despise. She's hurt so many people and messed around with my brother's mind and I swear she had something to do with him getting depressed. Why doesn't he stay away from her? It's just plain common sense! I hate judging people, I really do but this girl is diabolical. I always give people a chance, saying that they do this beause of their upbringing or they do that because that's what their friends do but I know her friends. They're good people. She twists things and AGH it makes me so angry!

When I was little the world was the perfect place. Mummy and Daddy were there and occasionally I would fall out with my brother but apart from that it was fine. Is there an age that people reach and suddenly they turn into complete backstabbing bitches? This girl is moulding my brother into her little helper, and now he's running around after her, after loads of stupid girls because he's too blind to see that they're all using him!

And all these girls look like this, just like this:

Like frikin' barbie dolls.

They're not real people, surely. They've made the world into a place where you're only normal if you're pretty. What happens to everyone else? We get shunned into a corner and left to feel ugly and useless and unloved.

ANGRY. ANGRY. ANGRY.

I met up with my friend Jessica today. I hadn't seen her in about two weeks so we had a lot to catch up with. We went into town, walked through the park and bought chocolate peanuts and strawberry bon-bons. Was just like a typical day meeting her really.

We went back to her house after town and I noticed that Jess' sister looked a little upset.
"Mum and Dad are getting a divorce," she said, looking close to tears.
"A divorce? It's that bad?" replied Jess.
I was then filled in with the details. Apparently Jess' parents had been going through a rough patch. A very big, very unpleasant rough patch. I was surprised that I hadn't known. I thought I knew everything. I mean, I thought I was told everything anyway. It would explain why Jessica has been acting so strangely this last year. She'd stayed so quiet about it all...

Her parents were upstairs at that moment talking it through. After a while, Jess and her sister got called upstairs and they said I could come into the room too (since I was hovering at the door, trying to give everyone space).
"We're not getting a divorce... but we're not happy with each other anymore. We will get a divorce if we can't sort this out," said Jess' Mum. Her eyes were red and puffy and it was obvious they had both been crying. I was really quite moved by it all. Shows I'm not a heartless cow after all. I've never particularly liked Jess' Mum but my heart really went out to her then.

It's strange how much other people's lives can affect you. I feel strangely emotional. And I also don't want to get married now. It's obviously not worth the effort if it ends in tears everytime. It's a good thing then that Rob doesn't want to get married either.