Dear cancer,

I know a lot of bad, horrible, disgusting words, but even if I put them all together it wouldn’t reflect the hatred I have for you.

You take away too many people for no reason at all. You don’t discriminate… you go after everyone, young and old, healthy and not, and there’s just no rhyme or reason to your madness. You’re mysterious, and while medical research has given us some answers you still remain chillingly mystifying and enigmatic. I feel you all around me and yet you lurk in the shadows, and I find myself waiting in fear to see what you will do and who you will strike next.

You are ugly. Hideous and repulsive, in fact. You don’t only take away the health of a person but you take away their spirit… and that’s quite possibly the meanest thing ever. You’re not swift but disgustingly leisurely about your work. And I hate you for that. You don’t come on your own but you arrive armed with a ridiculous gang of your evil friends, who each pose their own sickly threats… in fact, it’s often not you, disgusting cancer, that does the dirty work… you leave that to your devilish cohorts. You coward.

You never go after just one person. Nooo, cancer, you are much more horrible and vicious than that. You attack one person and then everyone around them suffers too. Your wrath is much too far-reaching. And for that, I loathe you even more.

I hope scientists finally happen upon that one major breakthrough, a cure, where you and your dreadfulness can be wiped out once and for all. You’ll get a taste of your own putrid medicine… and it will be bitter.

You are the most ghastly, horrendous thing that I have ever met in my life, cancer… and you’ll surely remain the ugliest thing I’ll have ever had the unfortunate opportunity of meeting. May you die a slow and torturous death 100 times over.

Hatefully yours,

Jenn

People love to poo poo on the idea of making New Year’s resolutions, but isn’t it the perfect time?! If not on New Year’s, when?

I have a few strange resolutions up my sleeve this year, unconventional goals that I’d like to work on. Sure, quitting smoking, exercising, and eating better are the eternal resolutions on my list every year (only this year I really wanna work on this… I want to have a baby darnit!). But there are also resolutions of a different nature that I am setting. And, as always, I love to share em with you…

So here they are, in no particular order…

Wearing colours. I buy a lot of grey, white and black clothes for no particular reason other than I’ve always liked wearing monochromatic colours. I think it’s time to add some vibrant punch to my ordinary wardrobe. I see more blues and reds in my future.

Peeling my nails. I’ve never been a nail-biter, more because my teeth don’t meet in the front anywhere for me to get a good grip on em. So I peel my nails. There’s something strangely calming about this bad habit (although every so often I grab an edge and peel too low, and wind up with a reeeeally stingy fingertip that makes me have a heartbeat under my nail). But it makes my hands look old and icky and I need to break this ugly habit.

Working out. No, not exercising (but yes, exercising is on the conventional resolution list) but working out of the home. Until I get my office all set up and decorated I need to go to work at cafes, libraries, and public places more just to get myself outta the house. I think it’ll help fuel my creative mojo.

Head mocking. I really need to stop making fun of people… in my head. I don’t know what it is but I go through life making sarcastic comments about people in my head all day long. Whether it’s the choice of clothing or hair style or just a general expression, I mock you in my head. And it’s really not very nice (but I’m extremely funny… if you could hear me).