Till Kingdom Come

"Memory is a dangerous thing, As long as there is no past, these memories don't last, There is a price for remembering One end, is another beginning." ---ME


All of us have this perfect picture of our lives and how we would like it to be. The decisions we make today are based on a better, brighter, richer, nicer tomorrow. However, the mistakes or failings are a direct result of losing track of that picture of tomorrow. There has been a lot of soul searching, fact finding and inward analysis by the Drama Queen in the past few weeks.
She has realised that her being a drama queen, is in fact, A FACT!!
Big Big achievement on my part. "APPLAUSE PLEASE" Hah! There she is doing it again...Looking for attention.
EEW this is turning into a Bridget Jones diary...I can assure you this is, in no way, an attempt to imitate Ms Jones. Anyway, she never wrote it online for the whole world to see. But then again, she wasn't a drama queen...Hmmm come to think of it, she is a bit of it.
Ok back to the topic. ME.
This is where I confess and make determinations for the future. The much publicized (mostly by me) break-up left me feeling helpless, hopeless and brainless. My heart had taken over my grey cells. Very bad condition. I can only blame myself though, for not keep my head on my shoulders. What I did instead was shoved it up my arse!!!
Today, I decided to run, like a coward. I decided to quit the programme that offers me this luxury of visiting countries and maybe, just maybe (if I worked hard enough) become a good and successful journalist. Why? Because I had become Butthead...(haven't found beavis yet...and thank god for that). It took a blast from the past to whip me into shape.
An old friend, one of my oldest friends, called from home. It amazing what miracles lie in little conversations with someone who has known you for your entire existence.
I finally heard the call of the earth and pulled my head out of my butt and suddenly there was light...haha
So my determination is to work hard on the programme (which I am not good at) and make sure I have that villa by the sea in Portugal and that dream car.
Just remembered Alfred Lord Tennysons The Brooke
"Men will come, and men will go, but I go on forever."

I will survive...this time, is mine.