The article details the deaths of some albinos, including the horrifying death of a 7 month old baby.

My question is this.. if killing this baby will bring you riches, how rich would you have to get to justify the life taken from this child?

How rich would you have to get to justify the child stolen from it's mothers arms?

How rich would you have to get to justify the brother his siblings were denied?

This world is indeed a sorry place, where ignorance is far too prevalent, where money is worth more than lives, where the differences in people are a reason to be ostracized or targeted. A sad place indeed.

Ugh, I feel pathetic. But I don't want anyone to feel bad. I want people to kick me in the ass and force me into things. I mean, not bad things...good things. I don't want pity so I'm going to stop.

I want it to rain real bad. Thunderstorm kind of shit. Lightning I hear crack. Thunder that shakes the house. I love that.

After having read the story below, I think you'll agree, that one dead baby penguin washing up on the beach would sadden you on vacation, but a hundred?  That'll ruin your year.

It is difficult to imagine what must have been going through the heads of Rio de Janeiro beachgoers in recent months as they have seen hundreds of baby penguins wash up onshore dead. At last count, more than 400 penguins, swept from the shores of Patagonia and Antarctica, have been found dead on Rio de Janeiro's beaches, reports the AP's Michael Astor.

Are pollution or overfishing to blame?
Though not an uncommon occurrence -- live and dead penguins are regularly swept in by ocean currents -- officials say it is the first time that they've seen so many dead penguins washing onshore in such a short period of time. While some are suggesting pollution may be to blame for the unprecedented number of deaths, others believe overfishing may have pushed the penguins to swim too far offshore -- leaving them vulnerable to hostile currents.

Another one to pin on climate change?
Erli Costa, a biologist at Federal University, has a different theory: He thinks rapidly fluctuating weather patterns, influenced by climate change, may be altering ocean currents and making the seas more treacherous. Since most of the penguins washing up are young, he postulates that they are babies that had just left their nests in search of food -- and succumbed to the fast-moving currents. If true, this is especially worrisome as it indicates that Rio de Janeiro and other regions can expect to see an increase in such events over the coming years.

Zoos and shelters in Rio de Janeiro have been doing their best to accommodate the arrivals of some live birds, but many are feeling overwhelmed by the sheer number being swept in.

Ahh, I'm sad. :(

Last week we learned that Allen has the 14th's memories implanted inside him, and that he is the necessary host for his revival. This chapter picks up with Allen in shock, just standing there in disbelief. Cross hits him, telling him the conversation will go nowhere if he just stands there.

Allen asks him when the memories were implanted in him, and Cross says probably before the 14th died, though he doesn't know when that was. He explained that the 14th and Mana had a rough life after he tried to kill the Earl because they were always on the run, so the 14th picked whoever was nearby at the time without thinking, and Allen just got unlucky. Cross tells Allen that the memories will eventually wear him away until he becomes the 14th, and says that the signs are already apparent.

Allen questions Mana's love for him, and wonders if it was really for the 14th. Cross tells him that Mana had gone crazy after the 14th died, so it was impossible to tell whether he even remembered the past or not. Cross then hugs Allen and asks him what he would do if he told him he would need to kill someone he loved once he became the 14th.

We don't find out who that "someone" is, but Allen is released and goes to Lenalee, who had fallen asleep. When he puts a blanket on her she wakes up and asks him if he's okay, and he says it's nothing.

Honestly this chapter made me really sad. :( Maybe it's just been a while since I've read something sad in manga, but still. Poor Allen. Really though, I don't have any speculation on who that person he would have to kill might be. Unless he meant it was someone the 14th loved? I have no idea. It's unpredictable, but that's what makes it interesting unlike some other manga I'm reading.

At least, that's what I tell myself.

• I'm not sure if this is funny or obscene or a combination of both.
• I guess its a good thing I've started wearing my glasses more these days... Lauren maybe this will even help you, even though you don't even need glasses :)
• I'm pretty sure they can link anything they want to cancer these days.
• You can really tell my level of maturity because I'm laughing at this article.
• I'm pretty sure this isn't real and is actually out of a James Bond movie.
• Maybe we shouldn't tell Madeline about this one until she doesn't have to fly to see Josh anymore.
• Next they're going to say that money can buy happiness after all.
• What I'm most intrigued by is the accompanying illustration, surprisingly.

My body shaking longing to be with you

My thoughts unfinished overwhelmed by you

I hear you talking unable to make the connections between sounds and speech

You seem to speak a foreign  language to me

As my thoughts are stop by a mare glance from your eyes your voice scrambling my  mind

You walk away if only for a while

It's still a trial a torture to see if I can survive this seperation

Without your eyes without your voice without you

I can almost hear the gods laughing

As you walk away from me

What did I do to deserve this

strong i look as i may seem, deep down who exactly understands.

honestly ask me who do i trust, who can i trust.

i would say no one, they could turn their backs against me just like that.

i tot this particular someone was someone who i can rely for life. maybe i was too naive, maybe i was too gullible. all i have to  blame is my stupidity.  how can i ever believe such a thing  could happen. how can i be so blinded. now who is on the losing end. ME. no one else but ME.

somehow if i could turn back time and for time to stand still... i dun wan anything else....

i have no idea what i'm talking abt, but i just suck ok...

WORLD'S MOST PATHETIC LOSER!

TSK!!!

go to hell lah, still stay here and blog....

Harrowing.

School! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I hate school, well everyone does but for most people it fades away when school gets going. For me it continues, but I can’t drop out, I’m not the drop out type, I’m not the drop out and go clubbing type. I’m the more hide my feelings and sulk type. It can’t be good for me it’ll probably drive me to insanity but hey! It’s better than being a drop out. Ok, this is depressing me let’s not talk about it.

Today I’m trying to enjoy my last day as a free woman/girl/young lady (well for 10 weeks anyway). By watching the’ L word’  season 2, cleaning my room/s, packing my bag for school and ironing. Ironing is a form of relaxation for me, quiet strange I know, but I love ironing, it makes me fell… so fresh and crisp… like the clothes I’m ironing. Oh, I’m a weird one aren’t I. I’m trying to not think about going to school, avoiding the subject, thought I’m not very good at it. I just got a sudden urge to go furniture shopping, ok, my brain is going crazy. I’m going mad, I just realized I can’t go furniture shopping because I have a sore Achilles tendon. What a coincidence it was fine during the actual holidays now, 17 hours before school starts it plays up, even my body isn’t agree with the prospect of going to school. I’m going to go and do my mum’s ironing and put a new disk of the ‘L word’ into the DVD player. Adieu!

xxange

this idea of sexual purity is ridiculous.  it smacks of treating women like property.  basically, in the islamic world, women exist as mere walking uterus' to produce children.

also, as is pointed out, is there no sense of responsibility for men?  do islamic men consider themselves raving animals that will rape and pillage any woman not in a burkha and escorted by a male relative?

what the hell is wrong with that place?

and the one, presumably, female islamic comment.  i didn't realize veils had tinfoil linings.

as i've pointed out in other posts, the conflict between the middle east and the west is not about religion.  it's about modernity vs. howling barbarism.

I didn't mean to get into my whole psyche problems in this thing. I just meant to say that I'm not happy right now, and that I finished reading the blog of that one person.
Oh, and "that one person"?  If you did read this....I'm not like this all the time.  Just sometimes.  And by sometimes I mean times like now,  and the other times I go into a rage on here.  I'm sorry.  And, yes, I am one of those crazy freaky peoples I said I didn't want you to turn out to be.  I can't put up with me, so you see, the theory is, I couldn't put up with someone else like me.  And, by the way, I loved your blog.  You had me laughing out loud - which hardly ever happens when I'm on the computer.  And, of course, just most of the extremeness of it all was interesting too.  Thanks for writing it all.  And, ummm.....Once you get back from your trip across the country.....Eh, I'll just email you when I'm back, or your on messenger or something...I am so not getting into this right now as well.

But, that's it.
I'm out fools.
Expect me back in, oh, two weeks.
Hopefully I'll have a new outlook on life, will be happy all the time, and won't have flown into some psychotic episode - and I won't be in one of them straight jacket things.
I hope......

I haven't been able to write much, and the stuff that I have written I wouldn't show anyone [it scares me more than it would scare you, but I'm still not all that comfortable with it yet].

I finished Middlesex.  It was really good, though the last parts of the book seemed exceedingly unrealistic.  I'd still recommend it, though.  The narrator is really interesting, and the character's change is amazing.

I'm half way through Harry Potter 4 for the third or fourth time.  It's good, duh.

I've been spending less time online.  Less time on YouTube and Facebook and the Ning.  It shouldn't concern me, I should think it's a good thing, but I'm afraid that when I get back to RL I won't really have the I.  I'll just be watching.  After experiencing such a year of true internet addiction, I'm kind of starting to notice what an effect it's had on me.  People don't really know me the way I thought they did, nor do they identify with me in the same way.  They always talk of having no time but I don't believe them.  They could have time if they wanted to; if they tried hard enough.  Maybe it's all just an excuse to not talk to me.

And that's really what it all comes down to.  I haven't spoken to many people, mostly just the same ones over and over.  I'm losing touch with the people who matter most to me and I'm realizing, as if for the first time, that they never really cared, even though it's always crossed my mind.  But now it's hitting, and it's hitting kind of hard.  It'll take work to not feel the compulsion to talk to people who want nothing to do with me.  I'm terrified of it; have been for years.  More than ever I miss school.  At least it kept me busy and my mind occupied.  The routine was nice.  It was constant.  When things were out of wack I could worry about them and TELL someone I was worrying.  During the school year, you know for sure that you're going to see people again.  The summer never grants these positives. 

So I guess I'll just spend the next few weeks waiting for Stanford.  Hopefully that will give me the routine that I need to keep my mind going and keep my attention off of the people that I care about more than anything in the world.  Maybe it will make this change hurt a bit less, but I don't think it will.  I feel like this change has been going non-stop since I graduated elementary school, a whole five years ago.  I'm still trying to find a good crowd, a  great group of people who share my interests and obsessions.  We'll see what happens.

And yeah, this will still end with a smile.

:D

If you think it doesn't matter, think again. Money is cited as one of the most common reasons for break-up. Financial dilemmas can highlight a range of relationship problems.

To love, honour... and share?
The household budget and joint accounts can be testing, from how much to contribute and dividing it fairly to what the money is spent on. How do you ensure neither party feels it's unfair?

'I was earning £20k and my boyfriend £13k; so monthly contributions were split 60 and 40 per cent, which leaves a fairer amount of disposable income. The joint account was used for bills and food shopping. If you're living together, it's a partnership that should not disadvantage one person.'
mistressk

Not everyone is able to 'place' money within a relationship. As relationship expert Paula Hall acknowledges, 'Money is also about our ability to share, compromise, negotiate and commit to another person. If one person behaves differently, it can cause huge problems. Ensure conversations are not just about money, but about the feelings they evoke. If not having a joint account makes you think that your partner is withholding or not committing, talk about those issues - not bank accounts.'

Credit wars
Men often feel money is their domain but what do you do when things get out of hand? As one woman discovered, it's not always easy.

'He hadn't kept up with the second card and debt collectors were ringing. So he panicked and paid off the whole balance with the other card - taking us over our credit limit. He says he didn't want to worry me, that it's a man's job and he feels bad asking me to handle it. I understand, but he isn't any good with money and I am. I'm upset he kept this from me.'
forestchild22

There's little point in burying your head in the sand. But, as Paula says, talking about money is tricky. 'Some people have no problem - it depends on how it was handled in your family. Ask how your partner feels talking about money. Is it a touchy subject; something they were brought up to believe was rude or inappropriate? You need to agree that the conversation is an important one before you embark on it - so if it's awkward, you share the same goal.'

Debt damage
Debt might damage your credit rating - but it can also damage your relationship. How can you prevent it from ruining your daily life?

'We're working, but every penny is going towards debts, household costs and mortgage. We've been through a spate of household disasters and are at a point where we're barely talking to each other because every conversation revolves around trying to pay another bill.'
cassiopeia

For others, the problem is the opposite - yet the stress remains the same.

'We are living off our overdraft every month. I find it so depressing, we're not getting on at all. I thought it was because I didn't love him anymore but it could be because of money. I keep things bottled up quite a lot; he says it's only money and doesn't stress like me.'
hayley2005

You might not want to, but it's vital to start a dialogue. 'Money is about value in every sense of the word' says Paula. 'How we spend it reflects our values in life. Is it for spending, saving or helping the world? Do we spend on luxuries or future investments? How much you spend on friends, family and partner also reflects how much you value your relationships. It can be an emotional minefield!'

Money talks... but can you?
Not talking can make things worse, but when can you talk money as a couple? Before it gets too late, for starters...

'Debt ruined my 16-year marriage because my husband couldn't face his £80k debts and failed business. His answer was an affair. Put your marriage first and talk to each other - if your husband won't talk, then take action for your part in the debts anyway.'
twokidsplus1

'We've been together for six months, but we have different ideas about money. I keep on top of bills and never get into debt. My boyfriend ran up huge debts with his ex-wife - they've come out of a 18-year-marriage with nothing. I try to think what he does with his money is up to him, but we're looking at our future and it could cause problems.'
sharon1110

According to Paula, no time is too soon: 'Talk about money from a very early stage. Often, different attitudes to money reflect different attitudes to life. One of you may be a 'live for today' type, while the other is more cautious. The most obvious place you'll see this is in your finances, but the difference in attitude can affect different aspects of the relationship.'

Shared decisions go a long way to making you both feel important in the relationship and can prevent money issues from causing anger and resentment. Treat money like any other problem - don't bottle it up, get a conversation going and find a solution that suits you both.

... and goodnight ...

Here are a few of the new pictures featured this week:

And not in a "oh, I'm a little weepy and the OnStar commercial just made me cry" way but in a "hmmmm I could just slit my throat and all the blood would come running down and it would all be over" way.

I know by writing this everyone is either going to be like "total downer, geez!" or "this lady totally needs help, talk to your doc!" but my doc says either do clomid or do injectables. She put me on prozac last month and I think it actually made it worse. Timing is very important because of my whole having MS thing and my husband being out of town and only available to BD 10 days out of every month. So I'm not sure I have too much of a choice. I need to be pregnant soon because of my brain turning to mush and stuff (oh how I'm trying to be humorous and not depressing).

So ladies and gents, this week is going to be hard. Hold my hand please.

*And the rules of this post are - no comments including the words "be patient" and no asking me if I should just maybe take a break or do something other than clomid. Its my decision for now and its what I'm sticking to.

**All offers of ice cream and girl time will be more than likely accepted this next week.

It's been a long while... I had and still have a block... don't know... I'm just not happy right now. Dear friends and family members have been very supportive and tried helping... you know... the typical questions about what's wrong with me and why do I feel the way I do and then everybody would listen and try to give possible tips on how and where to start to make things better... As much as I still don't feel better, I have to admit that I have some damn good friends. They all know me very well and it's good to feel there is someone out there that cares.

I don't want this blog to be a sort of "sex and the city" thing, so I will leave my sexual life out of it... as well as other details too... but, nevertheless, I still have to admit that you need a lot of ingredients to cook a soup... and sex is just one of them... I don't know, I guess my mental and physical state right now are too confused to be able to even start a normal, logical and interesting thread, post or discussion about... so you might be asking yourselves why on earth am I posting in the first place?! To be perfectly honest, I don't even know that. I feel the need to write and update something that has become a part of me. I don't want to abandon it. So I am trying hard to force myself to react to my current state of depressing lethargy... and yes... I've said it: "depressing"... the bad, nasty word: "depressing"... just three different letters away from another even nastier word: "depression"...

Ester... I didn't forget your birthday baby, I just didn't have the right positive energy to call or message you... so Happy birthday babe:) (I know it's a bit late). And Ale... you're messages are the best! I love you! You seem to sense every low I feel and right at that point you always write me... maga magò. I tried figuring out what that link was you sent me... is that a blog you have? Cause I didn't know where to write to you... it was confusing... you have to explain better... plus, I've also seen the "ma che bontà" video you sent me. I knew it from before... what can I say... Erik couldn't watch it to the end and I found it not creamy enough... I hoped it would stop my craving for chocolate but it didn't. I guess it takes more than that to eliminate my craving.

Is it just me or is everybody in a low at the moment? Is it the pressure in the air? Is it the summer? Is it Berlin? Or is it just me? (Now that was a real pathetic ending to an episode à la Carrie Brashaw)... and yes... I've seen the movie and what can I say... the best diarrheas are made in Mexico, supposedly...

Love,

Ivan

The neighbours are screaming
I can't stop the bleeding
I need to find you
Cos I've lost all my meaning
Of right or wrong
Wrong or right
Out of mind
Or out of sight?

Here on the outside isn't so pretty
The pavement whore doesn't get much pity
Cheap coloured darkness doesn't ease the pain
Now everything's gone and there's nothing left to gain

You can't stop lying
But you can't start trying
I need to get out
Cos my last hope's dying
Right or wrong?
Wrong or right?
Out of mind?
Or out of sight?

Who could have thought there were children animations that can easilly horrify and haunt adults. Whatership Down is a previous animated featurette from Martin Rosen that was animated a little more family friendly, though not very famliy friendly whatership down is somewhat more apealing to the kids than plague dogs. That is not to say that plague dogs is bad, it´s far from being bad. It´s an underated film that probably got shunned for the reason that it seems trojan horsed adult animation for kids but it is way too dark for kids and is very depressing and grim the adults.

The story tells of two dogs that get their chance to escape from the science lab that they are being tested at. The dog, Rowf, has been tested repeatedly how long he can continue to swim when he is thrown in a water tank and half drowns every single time. The other dog, Snitter, has been recently been through some sort of a brain surgery that does not leave him in good mental condition. When they escape they soon realize that the world that snitter remembered is way more cruel than he remembered and they face the fact that they must become wild animals to survive in the wilderness.

The characters are very sympathetic and you do root for them all the way no matter what they´re actions are to survive. The voice actors are good but the sound mixing makes the talent somewhat suffer. The animation is dark yet generic in a small dose here and there, it fits the story wich everyone might not find fascinating and sick(it´s supose to make you feel for these dogs) or depressing(wich it is) and look past the whole point. The ending can leave you thinking both ways but i do not want to be one of those who thinks it´s a good ending when it all leads to what really happens.

This film should mainly be viewed by the people who can handle being depressed for an hour after viewing or for those who want the same tone as Whatership down except a darker, more disturbing atmopshere and story. It´s not a family film or for those who want something entirely generic.

"103 minute version" : ****

Who the hell gave him (my ex-boyfriend) the right to hold my heart? To rip it to shreads? To shag everything in a skirt? and then, to come on msn, and say he still has feelings for me?

So, i did what i had to do, I deleted him from my friends list on bebo, from msn, deleted his number, his messages, everything there is to remind me of him...and then i can move on

It seems to trival and stupid! but this is my heart, something weird and stupid and annoying, and to be perfectly honest, sometimes i forget about it. After a day of working my ass off, i just crawl into bed and sleep, forgetting all about the pain and missery that i make sure no one else can see. That's another reason i've started this blog, because, i don't want anyone to know the real me, what i really think of life and all it' shitty extras (emotions etc.) this is my shield, where i can type and type and type for ages and think someone out there in the world actually cares enough to read it...haha you never know...it maybe you!

Eat my shit stomach fat. I'm killing you.
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Dad got laid off.
He'll be home a lot again until he finds another job.
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I'm not sure what you want with your hands cupped toward the street
Baggage is too heavy, but coins are fine
The more the merrier, in fact
You can save them, you can play with them, but eventually you'll spend them
And they'll be gone
Until you get new coins that'll be used just as easily
And you wont have to think twice, no
Because they'll just sit there waiting to be useful
Something quiet and of value
And you don't care about this kind of weight
It's a weight you can get rid of
God forbid someone offer you something more than just a temporary handful.

Don't you know the saying?
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What is up with my crappy writing?
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xD I forgot I had more than one old livejournal.
Deleted that too.

I keep finding myself all over the internet.
D: Whyyyy am I everywhere?