Turns out Aunt Marion didn't send all of the money via Western Union. Jesus wouldn't stiff me like that. I'm shaking my head as I write this as she always purports to be a Christian. When Jesus was allegedly feeding the masses with 5 loaves of bread and 2 fish he didn't say, 'Yo, I'ma keep the 2 fish for myself and y'all can divvy up the rest'... of course not? How is it that I, a heliolater, can see this immodest behaviour?? No wonder I don't have good relations with my family - I don't have the crackhead gene. Next time I speak with Aunt Marion and she asks me one more blasted time if I've prayed, she's going to feel the wrath of Athena. I'm a grown woman. No one tells me what to do unless they exhibit higher power.
Now I've got this fire in me... deep down in my soul. It started out as a hot spot that didn't know where to go. Then slowly it connected with the air and it began to burn. It's using the past as kindling. As I move forward and I look deep inside myself, it's like I'm adding another log to the fire. Being abandoned by my family - drop. Past employers telling me I'm not good enough - drop. Finding out who my real friends are - drop. I've come to a point where the future looks bright and that's because the future is being lit by the fire. My fire... or should I say fi-yah? Heh heh heh.
I sent off my deposit for my TESL course today. It's going to give me a tool to see the world. Talking to my friend Moira who went to Turkey last year to teach English made me see that I too can do the same thing. Guess what? I wanna go to Spain! Que viva Espana!!
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