Things we Take for Granted

Hey y'all:)

Its Thursday October 17th, 2012. Wanna hear that in French? Ok, well, if you insist:

Jeudi le dix-sept octobre, deux-mille-douze.

Pretty swagtastic right?

I should be studying for my history test right now but I couldn't resist.
So.
What's on my mind? Hmmm...

I was at the hospital for a doctor's appointment, right? It was one I've never been to before. When i was buying a snack, I noticed a guy walking up to the counter girl and talking to her. I'm a human being, not Mother Teresa, so my judgmental mind thought, "Ugh. Employees aren't supposed to talk to their boyfriends during their shifts!!! OMG!" but then I noticed something. This dude, he had a small goatee, looked pretty normal, except for one thing. He had no arms. I immediately sucked in my breath fast. He was a normal hospital patient and just knew the girl that way!". I felt terrible.

We take so many things for granted. After me and my family(that's 10 arms) sat down, we noticed that guy had some food too. See, one sleeve was almost completely empty, but the other was a stump. He picked up the utensil with the stump and continued eating. The weirdest feeling came into my stomach, a sick, regretful, depressing feeling. Don't comment and tell me "What r u talking abt? I thank God(or whoever u believe created the Earth) for my arms every day!". Because none of us do. We just don't appreciate the things we have. We're always looking towards the next biggest thing to get us fame, power, money, or likableness. But things like arms, legs,etc. are things we never think about.

Later, when going to pick something up, i passed the prosthetic section, and saw a cowboy boot and a ballet slipper made into the shape of a leg. It was for younger kids who needed prosthetic legs. It just about broke my heart

Chew on that.

I got to go.

Au revoir,
Irene

Hey chicas:)

Hey:)
Vas happenin? It's a Saturday afternoon of a three day weekend and I am waiting for my mother to kindly exit the restroom so we can depart to the mall and go to Armani Exchange to return my jeans. I decided I might as well sit my lazy butt in front of the computer while I'm waiting.
It's getting difficult for me to write properly, I keep using textese. "Keep using what?"you say, confused. Textese is texting language, like abbreviating (ex:LOL/JK), leaving out the vowels in a word(ex:cmptr), or using letters as words(ex:u,r). Studies actually prove kids can't spell as well because of texting. Wow, BlogSpot is rlly old-It doesn't recognize he word TEXTING. LOL. Or, well, I use LNL, which is a One Direction thing. BUT I promised myself I wouldn't talk about my fangirling over One Direction since that middle-aged woman scrolling through may not be a fan. So. Yeah.

I'm gonna watch The Vow at home today with my mom, we've been wanting to watch it forever! Yay! BTW, what's the big deal over Channing Tatum? He's an obsession lots of girls at my school have.

You guys know Freddie Combs? Amazing dude. Watch him below.

If you couldn't watch: He is an amazing singer, and he is a minister. He was 920 pounds in 2009 and almost died. Now he is 540 lbs, and in a weelchair, but very much alive. He came out, and openly talked bout his obesity, and sand Wind Beneath My Wings like never before. He's kinda like Susan Boyle. Watch her below.

Susan was not the most attractive of the bunch, and received judgement for that. You can hear boos as she walks on, but once she starts singing, she appears as a beautiful angel.

Freddie, Susan-You both are amazing and lovely, and people who judge you define themselves that way.

Moral: Don't judge people. It doesn't define them, it defines you. 

Peace, chicas.

-Irene