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The music of our hearts is the life that we live. It guides our choices, and negotiates our desires. Don't fight the rhythm's attraction, don't try to mediate it's direction. You cannot advise the melody or predict where it may inflect, so don't fade out before the final verse. Don't settle until you reach the top of the charts.

So! recently i have developed a strong love for thrift stores, i have always loved flea markets and such . but back in singapore, there are no stores like savers or goodwill where you can hunt for treasures for less that 5 bucks. so yea! i have been going crazy at a savers near my school and found some pretty awesome sweaters!! woooo also i am able to shop at the kids section and i found a really cute light pink unicorn t shirt . 2 bucks? HELL YEAAAHH~~

haha and tomorrow i shall expand on my expedition and explore the bowels of Goodwill OUTLET in boston where i hear everything goes for 1.50 ... holy chicken pie. i can't wait to see what i'm able to find! wheeeeeeee !

yes, i know .. this is just waaaayy too random. but meeehh !
haha okay i'm off
lisa

Though I am one person, at times I am stronger than the me in certain points in the past and the future, so let me take advantage of my temporary strength and voice out to say it's okay...

to feel alone, because it's just a feeling and you never really are. and if you really do, drink hot chocolate, hot soup, take a hot shower. hot stuff melts away the loneliness like the sun melts away the ice.

to feel homesick, because it's not really a sickness, thank goodness,

to not be the best person at Tetris, because if you were, i would be worried about you.. what are you doing with your life ?!!

to not be the best artist in the world ever, because there is no point comparing your art to others, love what you discover daily and you'll never cease to grow.

to desire to be loved, everyone does, and in time it'll come.

to fall, there are always rocks and cracks on the ground, it's bound to happen. just pick yourself up and keep on moving.

to make mistakes, because are you a robot ? i didn't think so.

to be not as pretty as that other girl, because as corny as it sounds, it's whats on the inside that REALLY counts.

to be lacking in good attributes, because attributes can be adopted.

to be you, because you are you and you are one of a kind.

I know this doesn't apply to everyone but i'm sure everyone can relate to at least one of my "it's okay".
This world is tough and we are all just people but as people we have to be strong enough to rough out life's storms, and if you're having a bad day, i'm not going to say, "i'm sorry to hear that" because my pity won't do you any good, but instead know that it's okay, as long as you are breathing, as long as you have an inch of strength, hope, love left in your heart, it's okay, you're okay. i hope that i'm not sounding overly corny, but if anything, this blog is just a sounding board for me to come back to if i ever feel not okay and hopefully i'll be able to get myself up ~~ yeshhh.
i hope you have have a great weekend !

love lisa ~

"Our mission is to improve public safety through... Recidivism reduction strategies". < An excerpt from the IST class I took today. I think it is a custody oriented statement. (Custody = Prison Guards).
How did I get here? Prison guards? What am I doing in prison?!
O.O
Ever since I became a nurse, it has been a dream of mine to become a traveling nurse. Just didn't expect to end up working in Prison Healthcare... I can't complain about this assignment. I mean, the work is fairly easy for a RN and the pay is great.
So... They have been covering the topic of sexual harassment, and Prison Rape. As the correctional officer explained our expected roles in these situations, I noticed that my mind couldn't help but wonder... How long would I last as an inmate? What if I decided to rob a bank. How much, and how many times would I regret it? While contemplating my possible incarcerated future, the educator flipped to a slide explaining the characteristic of an inmate at the highest risk of being raped. It was a nicely arranged description of me... Very unsettling to say the least :/

Well I'm trying to figure out how to write a blog. Maybe I should write a story... or journal my thoughts... Meh, nobody wants to hear THOSE crazy things. Guess I'm just not a very interesting guy. IDK but I know I should at least talk about SOMEThing ABDL, so here goes (I apoligise for the wait).
Anyways, so I arrived back at my hotel, and noticed a protective draw sheet on the bed, under the bottom flat sheet. So... was that a normal protective measure that they take for everyone, or did they catch on (I am now going to make a poll so go vote :o)