Friday, October 26, 2012

Crazy Little Thing Called Love?

I woke up with a severe headache this morning. My left eye hurt too and I can only think of a good remedy. Pain reliever. I hope it will subside the pain.

Frustration over not able to use my crafty machine makes me so upset but that never or ever can stop my work at home. Well who else will do it right? We don't have a maid.

OTHER NEWS:

XL Foods in the news again today as usual the news is about e.coli. The tester or the "experimenter" shown on television news doesn't even use gloves while he keeps holding on to the "specimen." It's strange. Anyway the story goes that 71 degrees C wont even kill the e.coli. OMG! Don't you know what is HOT and what is COLD? Looks like some people don't know how to cook.

I know so many people would like the rare or medium rare beef you know with blood flowing from its meat. Goodness sake why don't you just watch Twilight okay? The next sequel will be coming soon at your favorite theatre. Looks like Kristen Stewart alias "Bella" has recovered from the "rape scene honeymoon and bloody laborious maternity."

Many blogwriters in the blogworld are disappointed about that Twilight novel and movies. I am disappointed too because too many teens are so in love with the characters of the movie as if it's really a love story but it's not. It's a remarkably story of manipulation, hypnotism, deceit and over-powering an innocent mind of a girl with a disability. That's what it is. That's what Bella portrays in the hands of Edward, the dracula who is hundred years older than his wife. Mind you watch "Bram Stoker's Dracula" and you'll be amazed on how that Mila (Wynona Ryder) beat dracula at the last end.

Oh well, teens nowadays are so easy to be manipulated by a crazy little thing called LOVE. Love that they don't even know the true definition.

Finding your loved ones through Bachelor and Bachelorette on TV is such a big no for those who are really looking for true love. If you happen to be a viewer of those sex shows you don't want to be a receiver of red roses. Since they use red rose as a symbol of being chosen by the bachelor or bachelorette I found red roses as a symbol of lust.  Millions  of people will think the same that roses are no longer a sacred flower.

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