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Saturday, April 25, 2009

vending of anger
Many things are heavily left on my shoulders. It’s like I’m walking around with a bag filled with rocks on my back. It’s been 3 months and I’ve not gotten a job yet. I’m have almost given up applying. I feel like I’m lost hope of everything. Now a days I wake up not knowing what I should do besides my usual routine which is,

* Wake up
* Wash the dishes
* Shower
* Cook lunch
* Do the laundry (if any)
* Job searching

Other than that I would help my uncle out at his office. But even that is a crime. COME ON! I wake up every freaking morning doing housework. And there’s one freaking lazy ass who comes home, eats, sleeps and that’s all she does. And when I have events on Saturday or if I help my uncle out at his office. My mom calls him and COMPLAINS SCREAMING I don’t do the housework and I sit on my laptop all day. HELLO! Who the hell has been cooking and washing your laundry. Wait maybe they suddenly decided to come to life and wash themselves and the foods just happen to crawl out of the fridge and cook themselves. If that is what you think than HEY! I have nothing to say. And mind you, I go to the my uncle's office when there's no one at home. I repeat NO ONE AT HOME! I don't go to his office every day or every Saturday.

And if the moron is reading this. STOP your fucking threats. You may have mom on your side whenever you find it convenient for yourself. I maybe stupid at the game your playing but believe me will not win. You can threaten me all you want. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH! You go ahead and do whatever you fucking like. From now on you wash and you cook for yourself. Any laundry left on the sofa will be thrown into your room that includes the dishes you use and don’t wash! And to someone else who I very know is reading this. I will come over for 2 weeks under 2 conditions. 1) I have not found a job. 2) I will not eep over cause Tuesday and Friday I have training and end around 9 plus almost 10 PM. And you can keep your money. I’m not hard up for it

~ { 7:25 AM }
reflections of you and me;


Monday, April 13, 2009


Hard Times
In these hard times
Of unreported unemployed voices
Of ignored college graduates
Of desperate youth
As well as desperate old
In these times
Education is overlooked
Pale profit wins over ethics
Our youth gets pushed further
Further away from their hard earned achievements
Further away from their intricate dreams
In these times
Fresh bread is left behind to turn into mold
Experience overtakes knowledge
Education becomes a burden
The educated are the punished
When they should be awarded
Education is no longer counted as experience
Our interactions with one another
Is no longer experience
They become experience (in the eyes of employers) by the documentation of a paycheck
To be qualified
We must be paid to interact with each other
We must be paid to use our knowledge
We must be paid to develop our skills
When in reality
We pay for our education ourselves
And in our education in which we pay
We interact and learn from others without demanding to be paid
In the eyes of the employer
Education is not experience
Eight years of college and achieving a P.H.D.
Is no longer experience
What employers don't realize is...
Education is a full-time job
A full time job that we do not get paid for
Education doesn't employ us
We employ education for ourselves
Yet...education is still not experience
When will they open their eyes and enlighten their minds?
Education should never have to come last
But should always come first
No wonder we are behind
This would I guess sum up what is happening to me. Graduated...but still no job. Somehow what my twin said to me the last time just keeps playing in my head like a broken tape recorder. And it can really drive one crazy and somehow it makes it sound right. Maybe she is right. Maybe I am useless. Maybe I’m good for nothing. EERRR!!! SHUT UP! I’ve got to keep a positive mind. I will get a job soon. I will. I know I will. I didn’t work my ass off for the diploma for nothing…right…..

~ { 1:16 AM }
reflections of you and me;


Thursday, April 2, 2009

long time no update....hiaz....
Wow! Its been awhile since I updated all to sum up everything that happened so…I just turned 23. yes I’m that old. I’ve graduated from school. YES! That is the one of the best bday present I’ve ever gotten. The other bday presents was a Care Bear teddy, the 2nd edition of Twlight: Newmoon a gift from Hafiz, another Sidney Sheldon novel to add to my collection…wee….and a brand new phone. The sad thing was that my eldest sister and bro-in-law forgot it was my bday and how they found out is all thanks to a parking coupon. She only found out when my sister was cutting out the date.

Other than that, right now I’m jobless. It’s a little depressing due to the position, I am at home. My own twin told me that I was useless. So I’m really looking forward to a job now. Even if it’s a temp position I’d take it. At least I would have $$$$. I’ve been going to my uncle’s office doing some quotations and stuff. Pretty cool but confusing with the different prices and the names of productions quoted. But nonetheless its good experience when I get a job. Which I hope is soon.

Oh and another thing sis if you are reading which I’m sure you are. Please stop asking me why I’m not choosing the police force. If you had noticed your little sis has changed. She’s not the tom boy who loves the police force anymore. She has turned into a LADY. Yes I still might go for training and all but that is for my fitness. So ask mom to stop asking me as well. Thank you. As for me being jobless don’t worry I’m looking for a job now.

~ { 7:20 AM }
reflections of you and me;