Friday, July 06, 2007
Today I got board at Peter's class although he is my favorite teacher but eh he kept talking about numbers (Oh my I need help on that) .. Anyways I started drawing shit mmm okay I call it bites of my life, so I sketched some bites of my emotions and stuff ya know quick b4 Peter caught me in action (he was right behind my shoulder watching me thn yelled 2 find a circle on my screen) loool. Anyways, here are my sketch not perfect but original :p enjoy 'em and be warned some of them might represent moments with you in my life grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ....
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Better stop dreaming, cool down and listen to what’s going on in class. According to my mind, school is meant for exchange of ideas, direct speech face to face in a friendly manner and not for hot chili ovrsxd und ndrfckd stuff. What’ s said in English language in the internet is heard by thousands of spindoctors in all nations in the east and the west and not just in a small place by your friends only – that means responsibility for one’s own sayings, being ready for answers and coming out of one’s shell. o.k.
U don't make any sense??? This blog was created for my class in mind therefore I am allowed to post my class material and my thoughts free as they are for I live in a country that allows and gives the freedom of speech !!!
What is sense, what is absurd? Do you know? Tell me?
As for me, each human being is thrown into an indefinable existence and feels first that there is no purpose, indeed nothing at its core. Not until haven found out a way to counter this nothingness by embracing existence each human being defines its own reality. Only after this determination there will be meaningfulness and human being himself will have made what he will be and what makes sense to him. Finally my comment above made sense to me.
Maybe you misconceive, because there are different premises in understanding between us. In this case you are not the one I supposed you should be. Sorry!
But I won’t leave you without explanation Dear Malaika. You know the Swahili language and certainly you know that “Malaika” isn’t just a name like any other but it has a particular meaning. In Swahili tradition “Malaika” represents a kind-hearted angel sitting on your shoulder in order to help you finding the right way. Well and I thought, hoped, imagined that you are nothing else as the “second life” Malaika of Arab Lady. You know her obviously at least by internet. Pass to my Blogspot and you will get the answer. My searching will continue and even if it remains unsuccessful in the end, perhaps it will have had the secondary effect in having done some steps towards peace and enlightenment in the middle east. o.k.
I won’t leave you Malaika, without telling you, that you are an excellent cartoonist. I like the sketches, especially one, two of them. If I should be your stud, I would have them as fancy coloured pictures on the wall.
So carry on with your studies and do best at the exams. Referring to the sad story about your cousin’s dead, I’m so sorry about it. Sometimes even words can kill I believe. But perhaps there will be a reunion in another congenial life.
The comment you didn’t understand is in French language and it refers so the French site of a Muslim girl reporting on Gonu as well. Ciao Ciao and happiness be upon us all.
What is sense, what is absurd? Do you know? Tell me?
As for me, each human being is thrown into an indefinable existence and feels first that there is no purpose, indeed nothing at its core. Not until haven found out a way to counter this nothingness by embracing existence each human being defines its own reality. Only after this determination there will be meaningfulness and human being himself will have made what he will be and what makes sense to him. Finally my comment above made sense to me.
Maybe you misconceive, because there are different premises in understanding between us. In this case you are not the one I supposed you should be. Sorry!
But I won’t leave you without explanation Dear Malaika. You know the Swahili language and certainly you know that “Malaika” isn’t just a name like any other but it has a particular meaning. In Swahili tradition “Malaika” represents a kind-hearted angel sitting on your shoulder in order to help you finding the right way. Well and I thought, hoped, imagined that you are nothing else as the “second life” Malaika of Arab Lady. You know her obviously at least by internet. Pass to my Blogspot and you will get the answer. My searching will continue and even if it remains unsuccessful in the end, perhaps it will have had the secondary effect in having done some steps towards peace and enlightenment in the middle east. o.k.
I won’t leave you Malaika, without telling you, that you are an excellent cartoonist. I like the sketches, especially one, two of them. If I should be your stud, I would have them as fancy coloured pictures on the wall.
So carry on with your studies and do best at the exams. Referring to the sad story about your cousin’s dead, I’m so sorry about it. Sometimes even words can kill I believe. But perhaps there will be a reunion in another congenial life.
The comment you didn’t understand is in French language and it refers so the French site of a Muslim girl reporting on Gonu as well. Ciao Ciao and happiness be upon us all.
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