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Crimes against humanity

I’ve done it again haven’t I? Left you all wondering where I had run off too… Well don’t worry, I am still here and really I’ve been here the whole time, I’ve just not written anything in a while. I’ve just been having another one of my breaks from the Internet, I find it extremely relaxing and I can come back to reality and not get too ‘In over my head’ about my blog. So lately I’ve been reading the Penguin book ‘crimes against humanity’ written by Geoffrey Robertson.


I love a good history book, especially one like this, I don’t know what but I end up happier after I have finished reading a good non fictional book as a-posed to a fictional book. Yes fictional books are great, please throw some more fantasy at me but I would love some more of that factual stuff.

So basically this is just a small update post, to let you all know that I have not jumped in a rocket to mars, that was not me attempting to crash land over Russia the other day and I’ve just been at home reading this book and I am up to chapter 12 of the first draft of my book.

I will be visiting my family soon as well, not saying when because of obvious stalkers, but I would like some suggestions of books to buy when I do go and visit, there are a lot of neat secondhand book stores around Adelaide.

Rubys Notes – Chapter 1 part 1 edited

For those of you who are wondering, I posted my first draft copy, of my first chapter, of my first novel and for the first time. That is a lot of firsts. http://allworldissues.com/2012/12/05/rubys-notes-chapter-1-draft-thoughts/

I asked people for constructive criticism (yes good and bad) one thing you need to realize if you want to publish your work – you need to seek the criticism, and face the music – otherwise how are you going to improve and make it better?

Last night I spent a bit of time editing it (old school paper and pen style)

book edit pic

here is some of the edited copy – And for those who are wondering ALL my work IS in fact Copyrighted. So don’t be thieving ;)

Being a school teacher wasn’t all it had cracked up to be. Sure there were a few perks, seeing the smiles on those children’s faces every time I entered the room, just as easily they smiled when it was time to pack their bags and go home, teaching them all about how the world works… How much they actually listen to is a different story. My name is Ruby, Ruby Kensington but you can call me Miss K.

I’m not married, I don’t even have a boyfriend, I don’t have children of my own and I don’t have any friends. No I am not a weirdo or maybe I am. You can decide that for yourself. I’m going to tell you a story about how I ended up in the position I am in.

June 28th 8:40pm. 1993

It was the 90’s and I was fresh out of law school, already I had already received my first job offer. I was desperate, so I went for it not knowing quite what I was getting myself into. We had arranged to meet at 9am the next day to discuss what the job involves, the only problem was that I did not know who I was meeting or why. I had received the phone call out of the blue, and the person I had spoken to did not go into any detail about the job, they just gave me a time and the address of where I would be meeting my ‘potential employer.’ When you are a lawyer, you don’t think too much about those types of phone calls – although I would have preferred to pick the location myself.

That night I had a group date with my best friends Chloe and Sandra.

They had been my friends since we were in law school. Chloe had long blond hair with colors running through it, pinks, purples, blues and oranges. She was short, maybe 5’2 and she was very socially awkward. When Chloe was younger she really wanted to be a hairdresser, but her mum forced her into attending law school. Chloe didn’t want to upset her mother, so, she used her talents with hair as a side business as a way to make some extra cash. Now Sandra on the other hand was the complete opposite. Sandra was a girl of status in the law industry – as her dad was a lawyer. She was tall with luscious tanned legs that go for miles. Sandra had dark hair and dark eyes, with a European look to her plus she was really skinny and everything about her screamed sexy. Sandra always had all the guys pining over her like little puppies, even though she turned them all down.

As the night progressed I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched. You know the type of feeling you get when you think there is someone who just won’t stop staring at you? The hairs on the back of your neck stand up and cold shivers run down your spine, as if someone had ‘just walked over your grave’ as they say. That’s the feeling I had now, so I decided to call it a night with my friends and walk home.

As I was walking I started to feel dizzy, queasy even… did I really drink that much? A few minutes passed by and I couldn’t bring myself to walk any further. I hailed the first cab I saw and jumped in. My house was about a 10 minute walk away from our favorite hangout but I just couldn’t bear to walk any longer. The taxi drive made me feel worse. I wasn’t even sure if I was even in a taxi anymore and I just passed out.

3D Ultrasound, Award post and so and so with a bit of such and such

Last night I logged on to find that I had been nominated for of the same awards. So I would just like to take some time to thank these people before I continue.

Firstly http://radaronelson.wordpress.com/ for their blog Seasons Of Insanity

You always have the most interesting posts to read and I never get bored when I read them. Although I must say I am sorry for never showing you that I have read them. Much like my presence in real life at the moment, the appreciation I should show for my friends gets left in bed when I wake up because my mind gets clouded with lots of other thoughts. My favourite post you have written recently is this one http://radaronelson.wordpress.com/2012/10/15/psycho-chick-magnet/

It’s just a tad naughty ;) and I must admit I like the naughty posts (giggle)

Secondly http://mittenskittens.wordpress.com/ For their blog Mittens Blog Stop

Every time I visit your blog to see something new, I see something extravagant and well written, exciting and enjoyable to read. I am always waiting to see the next post to come up. My favourite post you have written recently is http://mittenskittens.wordpress.com/2012/10/13/i-wasnt-neurotic-enough-before/ not only because it is well written, but because it is written in a sense that it can relate to almost everyone using wordpress. I think that is a wonderful thing being able to relate to your readers.

“When someone likes 8 of your posts in 20 seconds, are they the fastest readers in the world, or did they line up all the posts in individual tabs, read them all, then go back and click like like like? …Or are they just faking it in the hopes you’ll come check their blog out? Hmm. This happened to me once. Yeah man, I knew what you were up to! I win! The prize is the honour of being neurotic.”

This bit is my favourite because it happens so often. I think it might be because they read it in individual tabs and I just hope it isn’t because they would like to get noticed by spamming our inboxes with many ‘likes.’

So with that I must move on to all the different questions I should answer.

Mittens has asked me these questions

  1. Does Spongebob Square pants creep you out a little bit now you’re older?

2. What is your favourite kind of big cat?

Snow Leopard
3. What’s your personal favourite post on your blog?

Oh well that would easily be http://allworldissues.com/2012/09/05/my-personal-struggle-as-a-self-proclaimed-writer/
4. Who do you wish would make a wordpress account and follow you?

Katy Perry, because I think she would have some pretty unique things to write about.
5. What’s your dream job and nightmare job?

My dream job was being a mother (which I have now) and my nightmare job is working as a poop cleaner
6. What is your favourite kind of tea?

Twinning’s Lemon scented Black Tea
7. What is your biggest achievement (in your eyes)?

Writing the first couple of chapters of my novel
8. How many blogs do you run? Or just one?

Just 1
9. Favourite band or singer or song?

That’s a hard one ill skip this one
10. Would you rather be a part of the Brady Bunch or the Addams Family?

Addams Family

Now time for Seasons questions

1. Your favourite colour – Blue

2. Your favourite animal – Tiger

3. Your favourite non-alcoholic drink – Coffee

4. Facebook or Twitter – Facebook :/ Unfortunately

5. Your favourite pattern – I agree with Seasons here, the pattern 8 J

6. Do you prefer getting or giving presents? – Giving, always

7. Your favourite number? – Agreed 69 ;P

8. Your favourite day of the week? – I don’t have a favourite

9. Your favourite flower? – Lotus

10. What is your passion? – Writing, music, art and being a mum


Now that I have answered all those questions and you know a little more about me time for my nominees







So far

I can’t think of my own questions, so feel free to answer any of the ones I answered.



Now time for my Normal post –

This week has been hectic, I have realized a lot in this week about the way I react to a particular person and things this person has said. I still think about how manipulated I was for ages, sometimes I think that maybe I deserved it, but then I remember I am only human and the other person is only human too… so who can blame them for wanting things to go their way all the time and stopping at nothing to get it… all I can say now is sorry mate but you lucked out this time, but good luck next time right?


I recently took my son to the swimming centre, it took a little bit of time to get him used to the water again – as he hadn’t been in the water in so long – But I will just have to take him more often now to get him excited about swimming.

I also haven’t written about my 3D ultrasound yet, I was going to write about it, but the father forgot that I was even having the ultrasound done that day, so I got angry and refused to post the pictures and write a post until he remembered, and just as I suspected I had to mention it while I was angry to get him to remember… but at the time it was the perfect conversation changer. Sometimes I don’t understand how someone can forget something so important.

So here are some pictures


I have also been spending a lot of time with a really good friend lately, and we have been boarder line obsessing over our star signs and reading them every day then discussing some different interpretations of that particular text. I would like to share my Aires one today

“Life gets intense today. Your passionate nature is right at the surface of your consciousness. You’re attracted to potent people and deeply intimate encounters. You’re like a child playing with matches — drawn to the flame, though you’ve been warned about what will happen if you get too close! It’s good to delve into your own inner power, but try not to create dramatic situations purely for their own sake.”

Also check out my mums blog Marbox – Healthy, Wealthy and Wise



My big adventure day 6: thank god for friends

I usually always find the answers I’m looking for in music, but today nothing…

I wish I could just stop time for just a few minutes, just to have some time to myself to think, to be able to clear up all my thoughts and sort out all my feelings. But no matter how hard I wish, that is one thing that is impossible and maybe I should just wait until my son goes to bed tonight to revisit the situation with my brain. But I can’t do that because miss brain is an impatient chatter box and wants to talk about it right now, and all the time…

Over the past week I have been speaking to a good friend about my problems, and although I am boring him by going over the same things over and over again, he’s given me a lot of good advice that never falls far from the tree of my feelings… But still I lack the confidence to reach for those stray apples of advice, pick them up and bite into them like eve and the forbidden fruit. Thirsty for knowledge, and all the answers, I am scared of the answers and the solutions, I have herd them over and over again, yet I am still very reluctant to face those fears.

Maybe a pros and cons list would help?
All I can say right now is thank god for friends


My big adventure Day 1: Enjoy the little things in life

Day 1 – Enjoy the little things in life

So this morning I woke up and decided that for my holiday I will take a photo or series of photos a day and write about them and I will try to be as positive as possible.

This morning my son and I decided to take a walk in the garden. We didn’t get very far because we were stopped by this purple flower. Sorry I do not recall the name of it, but I ask you to pay attention to the detail of this particular flower. Notice all the lines, the different shades of colour and the smaller petals compared to the big.

Life is a bit like this flower.

It is small to some and big to others.

Some people in it seek perfection and others are rough around the edges.

Some people are strong and mighty, they can withstand strong winds.

Some people are fragile and one touch will send them crumbling.

Life has fine lines and wrinkles.

It is full of colour and joy.

But it is also filled with sadness and sorrow.

This flower is a very simple thing in life, and it won’t be around forever so it is important for us to enjoy it while it last’s

Like life, we aren’t going to be here forever, no matter how many anti-aging remedies they come out with. So we should enjoy every day as it comes, we should always tell the people that we love how we feel about them and we should always be true to ourselves.

It is also important not to let someone stop you from fulfilling your dreams, or going on that holiday you have always wanted to go on. Sure you may not have enough money, but who is to judge what enough money is when it comes to fun? You really don’t need money to have fun, you might need it for a passport and plane ticket but once you reach your destination, I think you can find so many things that don’t involve money to keep yourself occupied.

The best things in life are free.





Just experiencing the world is free,  forget the drama and just live.


Share with me your favorite thing in life and why it is your favorite thing.

Brit xx

I’m not ok, but that is ok

What do you write when you can’t stand the sight of your keyboard?

What do you say when you feel words are worth absolutely nothing at all anymore?

What do you do when you have cried a million tears and they just keep coming no matter how hard you try to be strong, and how hard you try to stop, to be strong for your child, so they don’t see that their mummy is hurting?

What do you say when someone asks you are you ok?

Usually I would hold it in, I wouldn’t tell anyone and I would cry in private. But now look at these tears, I am hurting and I know you are too. These tears are here to show you that you are not alone, that it is ok to cry. No matter how puffy and red your face becomes, it is ok.

So what, you are having fun with mates and you feel like crying, just cry… it’s the only way besides actually saying ‘I am not ok’ to show someone that you need some support, that you need to cry and that you just need someone to be there for you even if it’s just to listen to how your feeling.

I haven’t written a post in a while, because I am not ok, and I cannot find the right thing to write about. A lot of things I could write about seem pointless to me at the moment, so they can just sit there in my drafts waiting to be finished.

So I thought I would write something that seems like a good message to me, that it is ok to not be ok.

It is ok to need help and it is ok to admit you are depressed.

If I don’t post anything for a while then it is because of this. I am sad… and being sad just brings negativity to my blog. So I am avoiding it, I am avoiding my precious blog that started from a post about the negativity of facebook, to quitting facebook, then some motivational books. I have written some amazing posts and some just down right terrible posts.

Above all of it, I am not quitting but I am just going on a holiday.

So farewell for now, I will be sure to take photos of my holiday. It will be my wonder full comeback post, my massive holiday to real life traveling from blog world.

Brit xx

Is dissatisfaction the new satisfaction?

My partner and I were having a conversation about a few things and I thought ‘hey this would make a great post.’

It started off with the subject of learning. ‘Learning starts with you’ Jordan said, he was right, learning really does start with you. Otto von Bismarck wrote ‘A fool learns from his mistakes, but a truly wise man learns from the mistakes of others.’  I don’t believe that to be true because sometimes you can see someone make a mistake and learn not to repeat it but have you really learn anything from it? Maybe not to do that thing, but did you receive the same life lesson as the person who originally made the mistake? No, because you didn’t go through the same emotions or face the same consequences as that person. so learning starts with you, you learn from your actions and your mistakes not from those around you. that is why it is so important for my partner and i as parents to try to bring up our children without keeping them from making their own mistakes and life choices.

so that brings me to the second part of the conversations.

‘People confine themselves to a boring comfortable life’ Jordan says. sometimes this is true. people are too comfortable with not doing anything eg: staying at home ‘saving money’ when really they have no money saved at all and they are just scared to go out and experience the world – like going over seas. claiming they have no desire to but really they are just afraid of change and adventure. When people get too comfortable with their life, that’s when things start to go wrong for them, or seem to go wrong – I say seem because really it isn’t as bad as they make it out to be, it’s just they are not satisfied with the way their life is at the moment so they create something big out of something small or they are just an attention seeker and it is classic attention seeking behavior.

‘Don’t have high expectations because they paint an unrealistic picture’ This came after a discussion about some of the experiences my partner had while he was in Europe.

So for example: when a young boy is growing up and he hits puberty chances are he will discover porn or already has. (Insert random statistic here: Average age boys first view porn is 11.) Some boys will grow up with the expectation that when they get a girlfriend, the girl is basically going to be his sex slave… He then might also think that women just cook and clean all day, lunch is packed for work ready on the bench and dinner in ready on the table as soon as he comes home from work – All he has to do is sit down and watch his footy or go see his mates when ever he pleases. Why? because that is what ‘house wives’ on TV or that is what his mum is like. So he gets a girlfriend, they become sexually active as their relationship progresses and then they move in together. Things start to change and his expectations aren’t being met.

She wants him to do some dishes or clean the toilet and maybe she doesn’t want to partake in regular bedtime activities as often as they used too. He starts to get frustrated and eventually they break up because he is dissatisfied with the relationship and he it feeling a bit ‘overworked and underpaid’ to say the least.

Now keep in mind that this was just an example and not all men are like that but there are some and I apologize if I offended any men.

You should always try to be happy with what you have and you should try not to have such high expectations.

Try not to obsess over things that you don’t have or want to achieve. Here are 2 examples

- A spoiled child -

When a child wants a toy, that child will become obsessed with that toy and doing everything in his/her power to get that toy. Once the child gets the toy the feeling of satisfaction one last a short time before the child is dissatisfied with his/her new toy and wants a different one. The cycle continues, this child ends up receiving all the toys he wants but in the end is never happy with them.

- A Serial Killer -

Serial killers are the same in a way, except instead of getting the rush and satisfaction from a new toy they get it from murdering others.

They start off obsessing over someone they ‘hate’ (sometimes even like to the point they are stalking them but I am using the hate one for this example) everything the person they hate does begins to annoy them to the point they are seething with anger. Until one day they get so angry they snap and kills them. They panic but have so much satisfaction. As they panic they figure out a way to dispose of the body and they get away with it (this time.) Soon the satisfaction runs out and they remember how good they felt, how easy it was and how they got away with it. So they decide to do it again and a serial killer is born. They keep killing people, seeking that high and that satisfaction until they eventually slip up and get caught.

Now I know this post is not like my usual posts. I could say it is definitely for a more mature and not so easily offended audience who understands that although I just made a comparison between a spoiled child and a serial killer, I am in no way saying they are in the same category of metal state at all.

Children are children and serial killers are… Well they need some serious help.

In saying that I will move onto dreams.

People are often scared to follow their dreams, because they think that they will fail or they have high expectations, or more so unrealistic expectations, for their life and they are unsatisfied unless those expectations are met. Sometimes even if they are they are still unsatisfied and unhappy.

So basically my life lessons for you today are.

* Learning starts with you

* Don’t be afraid to plan a big adventure and follow through with it – you have nothing to lose

* Don’t obsess over something to the point that if you achieve it you are dissatisfied with it

* You should always try to be happy with where you are in life because having high expectations can leave you feeling frustrated

* Men – Women don’t do absolutely everything and we do like a break sometimes.

And just be happy

I am actually really happy right now writing this. I wrote it on paper first (good old paper and pen) it is the first time in about 3-4 years that i have drafted a piece of writing down on paper before editing it and posting it online. I recommend you all do this for you next post.

And with that I bid you farewell for now. I hope you have enjoyed my probably pointless and did not make sense post.

Thank you.