Sometimes, one can’t help it. I dig lame stuff. Like this:
All I can say is I have been inspired by the events around me; so lame that it’s beginning to e too funny to ignore.
Here’s Wishing you the most pleasant lame day that will prolong you smile into the week to come. Till next Sunday!
Potayto. Potahto. Apart from the spelling in which both are wrong, how does it matter?
But this is not about a spelling lesson. This is a lesson in which I will prove that anything and everything can taste really good with potato. Like broccoli; which by the way can taste really good too with other kind of food.
So here’s something starchy, something simple, something stir fry and still something healthy:
There is just no words. No words to say…
What happened in Manchester yesterday was just horrifying. The attack, a cowardly one. I’m sad, I’m angry and I’m disgusted. It’s appalling and I don’t understand how such a young suicide bomber could bring himself to do the things he did.
The news of the attack hit me right through my gut. I mean..kids! Children! There were lots of children there…innocent, young lives who just wanted to go to a concert and experience a little bit of fun. Those who perished did not deserve death. Absolutely not!
As I read and watched the news, tears just ran down my face. It’s hard for parents…any parents to swallow this barbaric and selfish act. What has this world come to!
My heart goes out to the parents whom as of yesterday still have not heard from their kids nor have received any news of their kids’ whereabouts. My heart bleeds seeing the faces on the young kids who had been unfortunate enough to be at the wrong time and at the wrong place.
There is simply no words to express how I really feel. Rest in peace, angels.
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