I LOVE PAT SO VERY MUCH!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HER.
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HER PARTY WAS DAAAA BOMMMMMMB!
whoo.

Thought of The Day

Time passes by fast like a stormy gale and man's life is melting away quickly like a block of ice in the sun. Everything around is undergoing change, but man's intellect and mind remain unchanged. Obsessed with the external world, preoccupied with the acquisition of external objects, man's life is becoming more and more burdensome everyday and man is losing his peace of mind. Anxiety, fear, suspicion are dominating him. Only by getting rid of these burdens can man hope to ascend spiritual heights.

How Your Thoughts Impact Your Health And Body

"Your body is the servant of your mind. It obeys the operations of the mind, whether you deliberately choose them (e.g., your emotions) or whether they happen automatically (e.g., normal breathing or heart function). When you prolong your negative thoughts, your body sinks into disease and decay. Command of proper, positive and beautiful thoughts clothes your body with youthfulness, vitality and beauty."From "The Power Of Thought Course System" by Keith A. ShawPosted by: Keith A. Shaw Disease and health, like circumstances, are influenced by your thoughts. Unhealthy thoughts will express themselves through a weak and ill body.Negative thoughts quickly demoralize your whole body and leave it vulnerable to the entrance of disease. Negative thoughts can also shatter your nervous system. Thoughts such as fear and stress continually kill thousands of people every year.Studies have demonstrated that stress causes physical symptoms such as high-blood pressure, back pain and sleep disorders. It also leads to emotional (e.g., lack of concentration, substance abuse and more) and relationship issues (e.g., needless arguments, domestic violence, etc.).Strong, pure, and happy thoughts build up your body with vitality and grace. Your body is a delicate and flexible instrument, which responds readily to the thoughts that are impressed upon it. Habits of thought produce their own effects on your body, both good and bad. When you generate positive thoughts, your body begins to more easily circulate its natural, life-enriching energy, called Qi-energy. When your natural energy is able to better circulate within your body, it begins to heal and strengthen your organs and other parts of your body. The effect becomes additive and your mind become clearer, generat-ing more positive thoughts, more positive energy and more Qi flow.Recent scientific evidence has proven the power of the mind and its thoughts on the health of the body, in recuperation and in lessening pain. In fact, studies in Integrative Medicine have estab-lished that the mind, body and spirit are all active “ingredients” for overall well being and good health, and critical in preventing disease or living well with chronic disease.So it can be said that thoughts that lead to mental wellness have a strong impact on healing and physical health. Thought is the origin of action, life, and personal expression. When your daily thoughts are centered on stress, anxiety, anger and fear your mind and energy becomes blocked. When the energy channels, or meridi-ans, in your body are blocked, then your organs, nerves, ligaments and other vital areas suffer.Change of diet, taking more vitamins, or taking the latest “magical (insert color here) pill”, advertised during your favorite television show, alone will not help the person who has not changed his thoughts.

~ Copyright ©2006 MindBodySpiritCentral.com, LLC and Keith A. Shaw.
Article and image borrowed from the DailyOm

Performance Not Position

Priest dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him is a guy who's dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket and jeans.

Saint Peter addresses him, "Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you into the Kingdom of Heaven ?"

The guy replies, "I'm Joe Cohen, taxi driver, from New York "

Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the taxi driver,

"Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven ."

Now it's the priest's turn. He stands erect and booms out, "I am the Right Reverend Joseph Snow, pastor of Saint Mary's for the last forty-three years."

Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the priest, "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven ."

"Just a minute," says the priest. "That man was a taxi driver. Why does he get a silken robe and golden staff?"

"Results," shrugged Saint Peter...........

"While you preached, people slept. When he drove, people prayed ."

Moral of the story:

It's Performance, Not Position that Counts

Daddy??!!

A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom was astonished to see
the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an
envelope propped up prominently on the center of the pillow. It was
addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and
read the letter with trembling hands:-

Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, but I'm leaving
home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid
a scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Randy and he
is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like him too - even with
all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes.

But it's not only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he
wants me to have the kid and that we can be very happy together. Even
though Randy is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is
it?), and has no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the way of
our relationship, don't you agree?

Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods
and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's true he has other
girlfriends as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his own way. He
wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams
too.

Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be
growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends for all the cocaine
and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a
cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!!

Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of
myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know
your grandchildren.

Your loving daughter,
Rosie.

At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".Hands still trembling,her
father turned the sheet, and read:

PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's house. I
just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my
report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call when
it is safe for me to come home.

I love you!

Did you know?

Did you know that those who appear to be very strong in heart, are real
weak and most susceptible?

Did you know that those who spend their time protecting others are the ones
that really need someone to protect them?

Did you know that the three most difficult things to say are:

I love you, Sorry and help me

Did you know that those who dress in red are more confident in themselves?

Did you know that those who dress in yellow are those that enjoy their
beauty?

Did you know that those who dress in black, are those who want to be
unnoticed and need your help and understanding?

Did you know that when you help someone, the help is returned in two folds?


Did you know that it's easier to say what you feel in writing than saying
it to someone in the face? But did you know that it has more value when you
say it to their face?

Did you know that if you ask for something in faith, your wishes are
granted?

Did you know that you can make your dreams come true, like falling in love,
becoming rich, staying healthy, if you ask for it by faith, and if you
really knew, you'd be surprised by what you could do.

Joke from FHM

A man dies and meets St Peter at the Pearly Gates; he sees a huge wall of clokcs behind him.

He asks,"What are all those clocks?" St Peter answers," Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has one; every time you lie the hands on your clock will move."

"Oh," said the man. "Whose clock is that?"

"That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie."

"Incredible," said the man."And the other one?"

St Peter responded, "That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands moved twice - Abe told only two lies in his life."

"Where's George Bush's clock?" asked the man.

"Bush's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan."

Quote of the Month...

The first peace, which is the most important, is that which comes within the souls of people when they realize their relationship, their oneness with the universe and all its powers, and when they realize that at the center of the universe dwells the Great Spirit, and that this center is really everywhere, it is within each of us.


--Black Elk

Why God Gave Us Friends

GOD knew that everyone needs
Companionship and cheer,
He knew that people need someone
Whose thoughts are always near.

He knew they need someone kind
To lend a helping hand.
Someone to gladly take the time
To care and understand.

GOD knew that we all need someone
To share each happy day,
To be a source of courage
When troubles come our way.

Someone to be true to us,
Whether near or far apart.
Someone whose love we'll always
Hold and treasure in our hearts.

That's Why GOD Gave Us Friends

The End of The World????

http://www.endofworld.net/

Evolving Into Simplicity

Human consciousness is ever-evolvin. Actually everything is always evolving, and, interestingly, evolution is not toward more complexity as we might suspect but toward simplicity. That is why our souls thirst or simplicity, in their wisdom, they know that love and spirit are simple.

While taling to Debra, a recently widowed friend, I was struck by her answer to my question, "Were the last few weeks of Todd's illness very dificult for your family?" Surprisingly, she answered, "No. By then we all new that he would die, and we lived moment-to-moment. Our life was trimmed down to the simplest things - a time smile, a drink of water, flashes of feel heart connection through feeling or even a little talking. It was the simplest and the sweetest time of my life." WOW!

Debra's comments resonated with an almost wordless thirst within me. Simplicity. Sweetness. Time for reflection and relating. Umm... The upshot of that conversation is a deep commitment on my part to trim the unneccessary and the unwanted rom my lie wihtout there having to be a crises to provoke it, and to get progressively better at discerning when less is more. Sort of a continous soul garage sale.

Right now, gently, and with great compassion, take a deep breath and look at your calendar for the next week. If it is more crowded than you feel comfortable with, ponder what activities and obligations may be unnecessary or unwanted. Without judgement, ask yourself if you are an 'automatic yes'er." Do you say yes even when you feel no?

Are you thirsty for the solace of simplicity? If so, tuck in your heart and mind and promise to evolve into more simplicity. Start by eliminating just one tiny or tremendous thing that feels unnecessary or unwanted. Simplicity can be simply and soulfully wonderful....

Wasted

Let me just drink,
Another and another and another,
Until nothing else will matter,
Til everything goes away,
And in this state of void I'll stay,
This happy, blissful void,
While the world I avoid,
Just for a moment,
Just for oblivion,
Leave me alone,
I am at home,
I am fine,
I'm out of my mind,
I just don't want to be here,
Don't come anywhere near,
I like this fucking feeling,
Tomorrow is another day,
Just for today, I can waste away...
Leave me be,
Leave me be,
I'll be okay...

People get seriously drunk for two main reasons - far as I can see:
1) Just for fun
2) They've got a fucked up reality...

Some people just wanna drink for the high, get drunk, and it does no real damage to them. Some wanna go so far that they literally lose themselves, because they've got things they are running away from. Issues to deal with which is getting too much for them. Problems unsolved, the world caving in on em. Their life feels so much like the pits that they just don't see any way out of it and they want that one drunken moment to get away for a bit...

If it doesn't work. If it doesn't help them forget themselves, forget their lives, forget their worlds - they end up sober the next morning and unhappy - regretting everything that may be. The reality hasn't changed, everything stays the same, except that they've been smashed out of their minds, their bodies feel like trash, and their world is just all the more gloomier because nothing got better and nothing changed, and it's only bad to just as bad or worst...

if you NEED to get drunk like that - do it with someone you trust. Someone you KNOW FOR A FACT will NOT do social manslaughter on you, will NOT take advantage of your situation, and WILL be responsible enough to look after you when you're all smashed and can't handle yourself, least of all anyone else.

The problem is that too many people get smashed in the company of other people who ALSO wanna get smashed, and the person they trust is also trusting them to keep everything sane, and in the end they are on the newspaper for their cars getting smashed as well...

That's the reality of things... Unfortunately.

You can't solve your problems by getting drunk out of your skull... It'll only help make things worst at best or not help at all... You've just wasted then that much of money on the drinks as well as whatever food you've consumed before that. There are better ways with dealing with the darkness of life... It may be tougher, coz you got to remain sober, but at least you'd be dealing with it instead of running away from it.

Honestly, I don't trust ANYONE enough to get THAT drunk with,
I stop as soon as I start giggling.
As soon as I know that if I do more, I won't be able to watch over the other person.
I just can't let myself go that much, even if I want to.
I'd need to find other ways, or let myself go a lil wild while sober so that I know that I WON'T cross the line...
Yeah, I don't trust ANYONE that much.
Coz I know if I do, if I try, I'll get slammed by reality so hard the next day that I'd just wanna die.
I haven't been the one always responsible for other people.
But I have to be responsible to myself at least.
And getting smashed in ANY company - just won't work for me.
I can't stand the thought of losing so much control that I'd end up doing stuff that I wouldn't do if I were sober.
That's just me. A stick in the mud no fun kinda person. HAHAHAHAH
But it's safe.

But if you really ever need to get drunk.
Do it with people whom you know without a shadow of a doubt that you can trust.
You need to ensure that someone will be there to look after you.
And not be with people who would use or abuse you for it.

Just be careful.

Take care and be well all!

God bless.

Death, job loss, divorce, accidents, illness, aging, acts of violence, mental or physical health emergencies, and personal upheaval are all a part of life on this earth. We can wish it weren’t so, but this is a reality we cannot free ourselves from. In times of hardship and strife, it’s helpful to remember that we cannot control external forces or other people’s behavior. Things will happen. If you are in a time of grief or loss, please allow yourself adequate time to reflect and heal. Be kind to yourself without being indulgent or self-sacrificing. The following seven practices and attitudes, outlined in more depth in my book, have brought me comfort in times of hurt and loss and I hope they will help you, too.


1. Take One Day At A Time

Take one day at a time and give yourself some structure to follow, particularly in the first days and weeks after a major loss. Having something to do can be a welcome distraction in times of hardship, but don’t force yourself to be busy every minute. I didn’t fully realize it until much later, but immediately following my son Robbie’s death, I found it a mercy to get up, get dressed, and go to the funeral home to receive visitors. It gave me a short-term mission and an outlet for my grief and shock. People often tell me that small everyday tasks (making the bed, grooming, walking the dog, cooking, cleaning, etc.) take on new significance when your heart hurts. Making it a mission to visit my dad every day during the last month of his life brought me a strong sense of satisfaction and gratitude. Shortly after he died, I found myself cleaning out, rearranging and reorganizing my bedroom drawers, and now, two years later, they are still in order.


2. Give Yourself Time To Reflect And Grieve

Give yourself time to reflect and grieve. In the case of a death, your loved one is gone but you can keep his or her memory alive. Talk to your departed loved one when you feel like it, write in your journal. Set aside time to revisit cherished memories as an outlet for your feelings. But be kind to yourself; don’t let it become self-punishing. I say this because on the first two anniversaries of Robbie’s death, I set aside the entire day for grieving, which included the grisly practice of reading his autopsy report. Finally realizing what a torturous ritual this was, I changed my tack, choosing to then honor the day he was born and not the day he died.


3. Accept Reality

Accept reality. In the case of divorce, health crises, or a lost job, don’t spend too much time second guessing, fantasizing other outcomes, or wishing for what cannot be. In the case of death or major loss, give yourself whatever time you need to work through your sadness and pain, because you cannot escape it. Instead of asking why, help yourself accept what is. In time, explore how you can adjust to your new reality with as little anger, self-sacrifice, or bitterness as possible. This can be difficult, depending on the circumstances or scope of your loss. Be good to yourself and just do your best.


4. Even In The Face Of Loss, There Are Still Things To Be Grateful For

Even in the face of loss, there are still things to be grateful for, though it may take time for them to resurface. If you lost a job, maybe you still have your health, or if you’ve suffered a health crisis perhaps you’re grateful to still be alive. In the case of divorce, remind yourself of how self-defeating it is to live in a non-nurturing relationship. If you have lost a loved one, hold onto and bless your cherished memories and moments of joy. Periodically sit down and review all of the things you still feel grateful for, despite your loss. Write them down on a sheet of paper. Add to your list. As you heal, keep the list handy; reread it often. You can even carry it with you as a positive reminder. If you would like a “Gratitude List” card, suitable for carrying in your wallet, please send me a self-addressed stamped envelope and I'll be happy to send you one.


5. As you recover... Pledge To Take Good Care Of Yourself


As you recover from a time of grief, transition, or loss, pledge to take extra good care of yourself, mentally, physically, spiritually. Get adequate sleep and engage in moderate exercise. Add some healthy self-nurturing practices to your daily routine. Pray. Meditate. Walk the dog, or simply go for a walk if you don’t have a pet. If you feel a consistent pain in your muscles that didn't used to be there, consider massage or cranio-sacral therapy to work the grief out of your cells. If you don't have anyone to talk to, find yourself a counselor to help you sort things out during this difficult period. Explore all of your options for feeling better and above all, avoid self-destructive behaviors such as binge eating, drinking, or grudge shopping as they only add to your burden.


6. Don't Keep Your Feelings Bottled Up Or Pretend You've Gotten Over Your Loss

Don't keep your feelings bottled up or pretend you've gotten over your loss when, deep inside, you still feel the hurt. Grief must work its way out of our bodies and minds. Time is a blessing, but unfortunately, it does take time to get over loss. Exercise, meditation, therapy and bodywork (all mentioned above) can be a godsend. But a personalized healing ritual can also help ease some of your loss or hurt. In "All Is Not Lost" I describe a few such rituals. You can write a letter to yourself or to your loved one, even if he or she is gone. Consider putting down in words what your lost loved one might want to say to you. Keep or dispose of your document as you see fit.


7. Maintain Your Faith Over Time.

Maintain your faith over time. Time, faith and healing will do their work. Hold onto your beliefs and values. It sounds like a cliche to be told that time heals when you're in the throes of grief, but it is so true. Hope and optimism help us find our way through pain or despair. Though it doesn't feel like at this moment, time is a powerful balm for the pain of loss. Bolster your spirit with the thought that there will be a day when you won't hurt so much.

BUSY?

Satan called a worldwide convention of
demons.

In his opening address he said,

"We can't keep Christians from going to church."
"We can't keep them from reading their Bibles and
knowing the truth."
"We can't even keep them from forming an intimate
relationship with their Saviour."
"Once they gain that connection with Jesus, our
power over them is broken."

"So let them go to their churches; let them have
their covered dish dinners, BUT steal their time, so
they don't have time to develop a relationship with
Jesus Christ."

"This is what I want you to do," said the devil:

"Distract them from gaining hold of their Saviour
and maintaining that vital connection throughout
their day!"

"How shall we do this?" his demons shouted.

"Keep them busy in the non-essentials of life and
invent innumerable schemes to occupy their
minds," he answered.
"Tempt them to spend, spend, spend, and borrow,
borrow, borrow."

"Persuade the wives to go to work for long hours
and the husbands to work 6-7 days each week, 10-
12 hours a day, so they can afford their empty
lifestyles."
"Keep them from spending time with their children."
"As their families fragment, soon, their homes will
offer no escape from the pressures of work!"
"Over-stimulate their minds so that they cannot
hear that still, small voice."
"Entice them to play the radio or cassette player
whenever they drive." "To keep the TV, VCR, CDs
and their PCs going constantly in their home and
see to it that every store and restaurant in the
world plays non-biblical music constantly."
"This will jam their minds and break that union with
Christ."

"Fill the coffee tables with magazines and
newspapers."
"Pound their minds with the news 24 hours a day."
"Invade their driving moments with billboards."
"Flood their mailboxes with junk mail, mail order
catalogs, sweepstakes, and every kind of
newsletter and promotional offering free products,
services and false hopes."

"Keep skinny, beautiful models on the magazines
and TV so their husbands will believe that outward
beauty is what's important, and they'll become
dissatisfied with their wives. "
"Keep the wives too tired to love their husbands at
night."
Give them headaches too!
"If they don't give their husbands the love they
need, they will begin to look elsewhere."
"That will fragment their families quickly!"

"Give them Santa Clause to distract them from
teaching their children the real meaning of
Christmas."
"Give them an Easter bunny so they won't talk
about his resurrection and power over sin and
death."
"Even in their recreation, let them be excessive."
"Have them return from their recreation exhausted."

"Keep them too busy to go out in nature and
reflect on God's creation. Send them to
amusement parks, sporting events, plays,
concerts, and movies instead. "Keep them busy,
busy, busy!"
"And when they meet for spiritual fellowship,
involve them in gossip and small talk so that they
leave with troubled consciences."
"Crowd their lives with so many good causes they
have no time to seek power from Jesus."
"Soon they will be working in their own strength,
sacrificing their health and family for the good of
the cause."
"It will work!" "It will work!"

It was quite a plan!

The demons went eagerly to their assignments
causing Christians everywhere to get busier and
more rushed, going here and there.
Having little time for their God or their families.
Having no time to tell others about the power of
Jesus to change lives.

I guess the question is, has the devil been
successful in his schemes?


You be the judge!!!!!

Does "BUSY" mean:

B-eing
U-nder
S-atan's
Y-oke?

Hope this is not too late to those who need to visit the hospital.Just something to keep in mind...........This was actually forwarded by a nurse in the Critical Care Unit of a local private hospital. Just turn off our phone next time when you are in the hospital. The person being affected may just be someone you love. When you enter a hospital, do look out for signs that say, "NO CELL PHONES ALLOWED". You might not realise what unfortunate things can happen due to your negligence. Be considerate!

A 4 year-old girl was admitted due to leg fracture. As it was an open fracture, she had to undergo an operation to stitch the protruding bone back in place. The girl was hooked onto a life support system during the operation. The doctors input data into the life support system before he began the surgery. The operation went well until all in
a sudden the life support system went dead.

It was found out that an idiot was using his/her hand phone outside the operation Theatre.The frequency had actually
affected the system. They tried to track the fellow but to no avail. The little girl, young and innocent as she was, died soon after due to the failure of the life support system.

Message: Be considerate. Do not use your handphone at any hospital or places where you're told not to use it. You
might not be caught in the act, but you might have killed someone without knowing it!

Silence

Silence is often referred to in terms of space: the immensity inside, the cave of the heart, the oasis of quiet, the inner sanctuary, the interior castle, the sacred center where God dwells. For centuries, people have used this practice as a resting and renewal stop on the spiritual journey. It provides a way to periodically withdraw from the world. You may go into silence as a prelude to prayer, or you may seek it as the place where through meditation you can contact your deeper self and Spirit.

How can you find this inner quietude, tranquility, and calm? You must make room for it - literally. Find a space for physical silence where you can sit quietly, away from distracting demands, voices, and sounds. Go there every day. It is the gateway to your interior silence.

Why the spiritual practise of silence may be for you:
Our world contracts sharply with the inner world of silence. We are bombarded daily with the noise of crowded residences, workplaces, and entertainment sites. The clamorous voices of the media are always trying to get our attention. We live amidst the seemingly relentsless roar of our machines, our tools and our toys.

Very few places today are soundproof. The norm is noisy verging on chaotic. The Tower of Babel still stands in our midst, a grim reminder that our various expressions can devide and even conquer us. When this world feels overwhelming and chaos seems to be getting the best of us, silence is a powerful antidote. This practice increases our capacity for contemplation. It enables us to focus our attention on deep matters of the heart. It is where we can commune with things greater than the cacophony all around us.

Perspectives On Silence

* At such moments, we don't choose silence but fall silent. Silence, like love, is not something we can reason our way into. And once we are in it, we recognize that it has been there all along. It's there like the background noise of the universe, that uniform his astronomers find when they point their radio telescope at the space between stars, the remnant of the big bag, the residual wind of our origin.
-Philip Simmons In Learning To Fall
* Don't look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
-Samuel Beckett quoted in Forty Days of Solitude by Doris Grumbach
* Nothing is so like God as silence.
-Meister Eckhart quoted in Why Not Be A Mystic? by Frank Tuoti
* Silence is God's first language; everything else is a poor translation. In order to hear that language, we must learn to be still and to rest in God.
-Thomas Keating quoted in The Sun & Moon Over Assisi by General Thomas Straub
* There is no need to go to India or anywhere else to find peace. You will find that deep place of silence right in your room, your garden or even your bathtub.
-Elisabeth Kubler-Ross quoted in Awakening to the Sacred by Lama Surya Das
* There is silence there within us. What we hve to do is to enter into it, to become silent, to become silence. The purpose of meditation and the challenge of meditation is to allow ourselves to become silent enough to allow this interior silence to emerge. Silence is the language of the spirit.
-John Mains in Word into Silence.
* Silence of the heart is necessary so you can hear God everywhere - in the closing of the door, in the person who needs you, in the birds that sing, in the flowers, in the animals.
-Mother Teresa
* We can't stand the silence because silence includes thinking. And if we thought, we would have to face ourselves.
-Agnes de Mille quoted in Celebtrating Time Alone in Lionel Fisher
* Let me rest in Your will and be silent. Then the light of Your joy will warm my life. It's fire will burn in my heart and shine for Your glory. This is what I live for. Amen, amen.
-Thomas Merton quoted in Dialogues with Silence
* The seeker's silence is the loudest form of prayer.
-Swami Vivekananda quoted in Monastic Journey to India

Last Word from the Doctor

A 20-yr old pretty, sexy and sensual girl went to see a psychiatrist.

"Doctor, I'm so angry at my boyfriend that I must call him Bastard. I feel
that he's gone too far, and he deserves it."

"Hmm? Such a word is strong and rude. But may be you have your own
reasons. Tell me about it so that I can help you."

"Yes, thank you, Doctor. There was one night...we parked our car
besides the beach and we were alone... and... he held my hand..."

"Did he hold your hand like this?"

"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're holding it now"

"If it's only this, he doesn't deserve to be called Bastard. It
means he doesn't want to be separated from you."

"Then, he leaned his body towards me... and hugged me..."

"Like this?"

"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're doing."

"It's not a Bastard. It means he wanna stay forever by your side"

"Then he kissed me..."

"Like this?"

"Yes, Doctor. Exactly like how you're kissing me."

"If its only a kiss like this, seriously you can't call him Bastard.
It means he adores you."

"Then he put his hands inside my clothes and touched my boobs, Doc..."

"Like this?"

"Yes, Doctor... exactly like that"

"It's not behavior of a bastard. It means he wants to protect you."

"Then he took off all my clothes... slowly... "

"Did you resist?"

"No. I let him do it, coz I love him..."

"Did he take off your clothes like this?"

"Yes, Doctor. Until I'm completely naked like now......"

"He still doesn't deserve to be called "Bastard, because it means he wanna
learn about your body completely."

"Then he kissed me and put his.... inside me and had sex with me..."

"Did he do it just like what we do?"

"Yes, Doctor. Exactly the same"

"You still can't call him Bastard. It means he needs you."

"But then he told me that he has AIDS"

All the staff and patients outside heard the doctor
screaming, "BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRD!"

Wisdom of the Flying Geese

Every year as the weather becomes colder and the trees begin to shed their leaves, we will hear the familiar sounds of our feathered friends begin their journey south for the winter. As you look to the sky and watch the Vee formation of migrating geese, you may wonder, "Why do they fly like that?"

The advantage of flying in the Vee formation is what pilots call, 'wingtip vortex'. As each member of the formation pushes the air beneath their wings downward, it forces some of the air surrounding the bird upward, creating an up wash beyond the wing tips. It is this up wash that forms a collective, 'up current', that reduces the lifting power needed by each member. The result is that the flock saves valuable energy and maintains the momentum needed to endure the long journey to the southern regions. It is said that this collective effort allows the flock to travel 70% further and longer than if a member were to attempt the flight on its own. It also ensures the success rate of each member surviving the perilous journey and arriving safely at its destination.

This advantage effectivly illustrates the collaborative relationship between, 'The Coach' and you. Regardless of the situation, problem, circumstance or intended goal, 'The Coach' and you collectively create an inspiring vortex, that will save time and energy, while maintaining the momentum needed to ensure your success.

The Wisdom of Flying Geese
Basic Truth #1- People who share a common direction and sense of community can get where they are going quicker and easier because they are traveling on the thrust of one another.
Whenever a goose falls out of formation, it suddenly feels the drag and resistance of trying to go it alone and quickly gets back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird immediately in front.

Basic Truth #2- If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those who are heading in the same as we are.
Success is hard work and it requires effort. Every one profits when they share the work load. When the lead goose gets tired, he rotates back in the wing and another goose flies point.

Basic Truth #3- We need to be careful what we say to eachother.
When you hear the geese honk while in formation, they are encouraging those up front.

Basic Truth #4- It pays to take turns doing hard jobs, with people or with flying geese.
These geese honk from behind to encourage those up front to keep up their speed.

Basic Truth #5- If we have the sense of Geese, we will stand by each other, protect one another and sometimes make new friends along the way.
When a goose gets sick, or is wounded by gunshot, and falls out, two geese fall out of formation and follow him down to help and protect him. They stay with him until he is either able to fly or until he is dead, and then they launch out on their own or with another formation until they catch up with their group.

Auguries Of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.

A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.

A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.

A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.

Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.

The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.

He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.

The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.

The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.

He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.

The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.

The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.

The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.

It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.

The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;

This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.

The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.

The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.

One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.

He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.

The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.

The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.

When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.

The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.

The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.

The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.

Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.

Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.


To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.

~William Blake

Bush Joke!

President Bush was invited to address a major gathering of the American Indian Nation last weekend in Arizona.

He spoke for almost an hour on his future plans for increasing every Native American's present standard of living. He referred to his career as Governor of Texas, how he had signed "YES" 1,237 times - for every Indian issue that came to his desk for approval.

Although the President was vague on the details of his plan, he seemed most enthusiastic about his future ideas for helping his "red brothers".

At the conclusion of his speech, the Tribes presented the President with a plaque inscribed with his new Indian name - Walking Eagle. The proud President then departed in his motorcade, waving to the crowds.

A news reporter later inquired to the group of chiefs of how they came to selecting the new name given to the President. The chiefs explained that Walking Eagle is the name given to a bird so full of shit it can no longer fly.

Farny Shit

According to a news report, a certain private school in Washington
recently was faced with a unique problem. A number of 14-year-old
girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the
bathroom.

That was fine, but after they put on their lipstick they would
press their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little lip prints.

Every night the maintenance man would remove them and the next day
the girls would put them back. Finally the principal decided that
something had to be done.

She called all the girls to the bathroom and met them there with
the maintenance man. She explained that all these lip prints were
causing a major problem for the custodian who had to clean the
mirrors every night.

To demonstrate how difficult it had been to clean the mirrors, she
asked the maintenance man to show the girls how much effort was
required.

He took out a long-handled squeegee, dipped it in the toilet, and
cleaned the mirror with it.

Since then, there have been no lip prints on the mirror.

There are teachers, and then, there are educators!

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Men always have better friends....They will stand by you, no matter
what....!!!

Friends of women:

A wife was not at home for a whole night. So she tells her husband,
the very next morning, that she stayed at her (girl) friend's
apartment overnight. So the husband calls 10 of her best (girl)
friends and none of them confirm that.


Friends of men:

A husband was not at home for a whole night. So he tells his wife
the very next morning, that he stayed at his friend's apartment
over night. So the wife calls 10 of his best friends and 5 of them
confirm that he stayed at their apartments that night and another 5
are claiming that he is still with them.

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These Are Actual Answering Machine Messages Recorded and Verified
By The World Famous International Institute of Answering Machine
Messages:


10. My wife and I can't come to the phone right now, but if you'll
leave your name and number, we'll get back to you as soon as we're
finished.



9. Hello, you are talking to a machine. I am capable of receiving
messages. My owners do not need siding, windows or a hot tub, and
their carpets are clean. They give to charity at the office and
don't need their picture taken. If you're still with me, leave your
name and home phone number and they will get back to you.



8. This is not an answering machine - this is a telepathic
thought-recording device. After the tone, think about your name,
your number, and your reason for calling.... and I'll think about
returning your call.



7. Hi! John's answering machine is broken. This is his
refrigerator. Please speak very slowly, and I'll stick your message
to myself with one of these magnets.



6. Hi. This is John: If you are the phone company, I already sent
the money. If you are my parents, please send money. If you are my
bank, you didn’t lend me enough money. If you are my friends, you
owe me money. If you are a female, don't worry, I have LOTS of
money.



5. A is for academics, B is for beer. One of those reasons is why
we're not here. So, leave a message.



4. Hello! If you leave a message, I'll call you soon. If you leave
a "sexy" message, I'll call sooner.



3. Hi. Now YOU say something.



2. Hi. I'm probably home, I'm just avoiding someone I don't like.
Leave me a message, and if I don't call back, it's you.

1. Hello, you've reached Jim and Sonya. We can't pick up the phone
right now, because we're doing something we really enjoy. Sonya
likes doing it up and down, and I like doing it left to right...
real slowly. So leave a message, and when we're done brushing our
teeth, we'll call you back.

Smaet Alec

Ted is 7-yr old n he's very bad in essay writing. One day the teacher asked the class to write a 500-word essay base on
any title they like.
Ted thought real hard n finally he started his essay:



Titled: Composition - my lost cat


One day i lost my kitty, i went out to the street n started calling:
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kitty kitty..." but she never comes back, that's how i lost my cat.

(510 words)

Things neva to say to a cop..

NEVER SAY TO A COP

1. I can't reach my license unless you hold my beer. (OK in Texas)

2. Sorry, Officer, I didn't realize my radar detector wasn't plugged in.

3.Aren't you the guy from the Village People?

4. Hey, you must've been doin' about 125 mph to keep up with me. Good job!

5. Are You Andy or Barney?

6. I thought you had to be in relatively good physical condition to be a police officer.

7. You're not gonna check the trunk, are you?

8. I pay your salary!

9. Gee, Officer! That's terrific. The last officer only gave me a warning, too!

10. Do you know why you pulled me over? Okay, just so one of us does.

11. I was trying to keep up with traffic. Yes, I know there are no other cars around. That's how far ahead of me they are.

12. When the Officer says "Gee Son....Your eyes look red, have you been drinking?" You probably shouldn't respond with,"Gee Officer your eyeslook glazed, have you been eating doughnuts?"

Do it

If you're mad with someone , and nobody's there to fix the situation... You fix it . Maybe today, that person still wants to be your friend .
And if u don't, tomorrow can be too late .

If you're in love with somebody , but that person doesn't know... tell her/him.Maybe today, that person is also in love with you .. And if you don't say it, tomorrow can be too late .

If you really want to kiss somebody... kiss her/him.Maybe that person wants a kiss from you, too ... And if you don't kiss her/him today, tomorrow can be too late ...

If you still love a person that you think has forgetten you... tell her/him.Maybe that person have always loved you. And if you don't tell her/him today , tomorrow can be too late.

If you need a hug of a friend... ask her/him for it.Maybe they need it more than you do. And if you don't ask for it today, tomorrow can be too late.

If you really have friends who you appreciate... tell them.Maybe they appreciate you as well. That if you don't and they leave or go far away today , tomorrow can be too late.

If you love your parents, and never had the chance to show them... do it .Maybe you have them there to show them how you feel. That if you don't and they leave today , then tomorrow can be too late.

Huh

A woman goes to her boyfriends' parents' house for dinner.
This is to be her first time meeting the family, and she is very nervous.
They all sit down and begin eating a fine meal.
The woman is beginning to feel a little discomfort, thanks to her nervousness and the broccoli casserole. The gas pains are about making her eyes water.
Left with no other choice, she decides to relieve herself a bit and lets out a dainty fart.
It wasn't loud, but everyone at the table heard the poof.
Before she even had a chance to be embarrassed, her boyfriend's father looked over at the dog which had been snoozing at the woman's feet and said in a rather stern voice,

Skippy!"

The woman thought, "This is great!" and a big smile came across her face.


A few minutes later, she was beginning to feel the pain again. This time, she didn't even hesitate. She let a much louder and longer fart rip.
The father again looked at the dog and yelled, "Dammit Skippy!"
Once again the woman smiled and thought "Yes!"

A few minutes later, the woman had to let another one rip.
This time, she didn't even think about it. She let rip a fart that rivaled a train whistle blowing.
Once again, the father looked at the dog with disgust and yelled,

"Dammit Skippy, get away from her before she shits on you!"

The most important parts of your body?

My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body.
Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct answer.
When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, "My ears, Mommy." She said, "No.
Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."

Several years passed before she asked me again.
Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her,
"Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be "Our eyes."
She looked at me and told me, "You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind."

Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years,
Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, "No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child." Then one year, my grandfather died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry.

My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to my grandfather. She asked me, "Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?"

I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me,
"This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need
to learn this important lesson".

She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, "My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder."

I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?" She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it." Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one. It is sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did. But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.

60 Things Not to Say to a Naked Guy...

60 Things Not to Say to a Naked Guy...
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1. I've smoked fatter joints than that.
2. Ahh, it's cute.
3. Who circumcised you?
4. Why don't we just cuddle?
5. You know they have surgery to fix that.
6. It's more fun to look at.
7. Make it dance.
8. You know, there's a tower in Italy like that.
9. Can I paint a smiley face on that?
10. It looks like a night crawler.
11. Wow, and your feet are so big.
12. My last boyfriend was 4'' bigger.
13. It's ok, we'll work around it.
14. Is this a mild or a spicy Slim Jim?
15. Eww, there's an inch worm on your thigh.
16. Will it squeak if I squeeze it?
17. Oh no, a flash headache.
18. (giggle and point)
19. Can I be honest with you?
20. My 8-year-old brother has one like that.
21. Let me go get my tweezers.
22. How sweet, you brought incense.
23. This explains your car.
24. You must be a growing boy.
25. Maybe if we water it, it'll grow.
26. Thanks, I needed a toothpick.
27. Are you one of those pygmies?
28. Have you ever thought of working in a sideshow?
29. Every heard of clearasil?
30. All right, a treasure hunt!
31. I didn't know they came that small.
32. Why is God punishing you?
33. At least this won't take long.
34. I never saw one like that before.
35. What do you call this?
36. But it still works, right?
37. Damn, I hate baby-sitting.
38. It looks so unused.
39. Do you take steroids?
40. I hear excessive masturbation shrinks it.
41. Maybe it looks better in natural light.
42. Why don't we skip right to the cigarettes?
43. Oh, I didn't know you were in an accident.
44. Did you date Lorena Bobbitt?
45. Aww, it's hiding.
46. Are you cold?
47. If you get me real drunk first.
48. Is that an optical illusion?
49. What is that?
50. I'll go get the ketchup for your french fry.
51. Were you neutered?
52. It's a good thing you have so many other talents.
53. Does it come with an air pump?
54. So this is why you're supposed to judge people on personality.
55. Where are the puppet strings?
56. Your big gun is more like a BB gun.
57. Look, it fits my Barbie clothes.
58. Never mind, why bother.
59. Is that a second belly button?
60. Where's the rest of it?

The Man Code

1. Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella.
2. Any man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally killed and eaten by his fellow partygoers.
3. When you are queried by a buddy's wife, girlfriend, mother, father, priest, shrink, dentist, accountant, or dog walker, you need not and should not provide any useful information whatsoever as to his whereabouts. You are permitted to deny his very existence.
4. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.
5. You may exaggerate any anecdote told in a bar by 50% without recrimination; beyond that, anyone within earshot is allowed to call bulls*t!
(Exception: When trying to pick up a girl, the allowable exaggeration rate rises to 400%)
6. If you've known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off-limits forever.
7. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another guy who's running late is five minutes. For a girl, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1-10 babe scale.
8. Complaining about the brand of free beer in a buddy's refrigerator is forbidden. You may gripe if the temperature is unsuitable.
9. No man is ever required to buy a birthday present for another man. In fact, even remembering a friend's birthday is strictly optional and slightly gay.
10. Agreeing to distract the ugly friend of a hot babe that your buddy is trying to hook up with is your legal duty. Should you get carried away with your good deed and end up having sex with the beast, your pal is forbidden to speak of it, even at your bachelor party.
11. Before dating a buddy's ex, you are required to ask his permission and he in return is required to grant it.
12. Women who claim they "love to watch sports" must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to pick a buffalo wing clean.
13. The universal compensation for buddies who help you move is beer.
14. When stumbling upon other guys watching a sports event, you may always ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who's playing.
15. When your girlfriend/wife expresses a desire to fix her whiney friend up with your pal, you may give her the go-ahead only if you'll be able to warn your buddy and give him time to prepare excuses about joining the priesthood.
16. It is permissible to consume a fruity chick drink only when you're sunning on a tropical beach... and it's delivered by a topless supermodel... and it's free.
17. Unless you're in prison, never fight naked.
18. A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight.
19. If a buddy is outnumbered, out-manned, or too drunk to fight, you must jump into the fight.
Exception: If within the last 24 hours his actions have caused you to think, "What this guy needs is a good ass-whoopin," then you may sit back and enjoy.
20. Phrases that may not be uttered to another man while weightlifting:
"Yeah, baby, push it!"
"C'mon, give me one more! Harder!"
"Another set and we can hit the showers."
"Nice ass, are you a Sagittarius?"
21. If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you better be referring to his beer.
22. Never join your girlfriend/wife in dissing a buddy, except when she's withholding sex pending your response.
23. Never talk to a man in the bathroom unless you're on equal footing: both urinating or both waiting in line. In all other situations, a nod is all the conversation you need.
24. If a buddy is already singing along to a song in the car, you may not, unless you are gay.

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Memo to all students:
To: All Students!


In order to assure the highest levels of quality work and productivity from students, it will be our policy to keep all
students well taught through our program of SPECIAL HIGH
INTENSITY TEACHING (S.H.I.T.).

We are trying to give our students more S.H.I.T. than anyone else. If you feel that you do not receive your share of S.H.I.T. on the course, please see your lecturer. You will be immediately placed at the top of the S.H.I.T. list, and our lecturers are especially skilled at seeing that you get all the S.H.I.T. you can handle.

Students who don't take their S.H.I.T. will be placed in DEPARTMENTAL EDUCATIONAL EVALUATION PROGRAMS (D.E.E.P. S.H.I.T.). Those who fail to take D.E.E.P. S.H.I.T. seriously will have to go to EDUCATIONAL ATTITUDE TRAINING (E.A.T. S.H.I.T.). Since our lecturers took S.H.I.T. before they graduated, they don't have to do S.H.I.T. anymore, and are all full of S.H.I.T. already.

If you are full of S.H.I.T., you may be interested in a job teaching others. We can add your name to our BASIC UNDERSTANDING LECTURE LIST (B.U.L.L. S.H.I.T.).

For students who are intending to pursue a career in management and consulting, we will refer you to the department of MANAGERIAL OPERATIONAL RESEARCH EDUCATION (M.O.R.E. S.H.I.T.). This course emphasizes how to manage M.O.R.E. S.H.I.T.

If you have further questions, please direct them to our HEAD OF TEACHING, SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TRAINING (H.O.T. S.H.I.T.).

Thank you, BOSS IN GENERAL, SPECIAL HIGH INTENSITY TEACHING (B.I.G. S.H.I.T.)

PS. Now send this S.H.I.T. to 5 or more people who need S.H.I.T. in their life, just not the same person who sent you this S.H.I.T., they have already had their fill of S.H.I.T. Thank You for your time.

Sincerely,
The Director Under the Michigan Bureau of Super High Intensity Teaching. (The D.U.M.B. S.H.I.T.)

U think u know me?

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
With no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desparate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
With no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
No one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
Never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
With no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like, what it's like

Please do the COMPLETE OPPOSITE of what the shirt tells u to do!!! Thanks... :P 

Hmmm

I think there is a problem surfacing in my life... just this morning, i got screwed for not being at another place to do something that i had supposingly agreeed to do... I think this short term memory thingy is really getting to me...

Nowadays, things seem to keep slipping off my mind way to easily... things that i would usually easily remember, dun seem to be so easy anymore... I wonder what is it? Stress? or am i just playing tricks with myself again? Beats me really but what the hell, i'll stick to the traditional method of taking down every damn thing i say/do...

Thinking of going on a holiday again... Have talked to charmain about it... She's like 'sure!!'... still contemplating on where to go... Koh Samui? Thailand? Hong Kong? Malaysia? Bintan? The possibilties seem endless.... Need to sit down and think again.... Hmmm

Hmmm...

Its been a while since i blogged in here.... initially, i was supposed to use this as a release for all the sucky and bad moments... well, basically i got lazy and decided to do it all in one blog.... but instead of watching this site rot, i decided to come blog in here once in a while...

Howdy!!!! how have u all been? currently at work now... kinda bored as hell... wekkend duty.... that goes for the same as life itself man...

Oh well, think i'm goin to slp a while before dinner... hopefully, i can find something to do later..... Toodles!!!

Haiz

Edna's changed... i bet she'll never admit it but ya... it only became evident when she went to jc... i guess thats where it always happens.. so many times, i hear my frens telling me that people change when they are expose to a new environment... i guess i witnessed it myself finally... funny thing is that it seems so obvious but she does not notice it... well, guess maybe its a gd thing... but what i can certainly see now is that, she no loger is the person she used to be... Boy do i miss the 'old' her...

Past 1-1

From today on, i'm gonna input every note that was ever sent to me by Edna... Online diary huh?

27/10/02

Harlowz dear... Guess wad... I'm writin diz with u on the other line sleepin so soundly...haha..:) aniwaex, i realli wanna sae a B-I-G thank you to you for hearing me rambling on and on 4 so long just now.. not that I'm being polite...but well... juz wanna let u noe that i realli appreciate it and feel realli thankful dat at least dere is sumone out dere 4 me who cares, who understands and who listens. Seriously, i haf absolutely no idea why did i tell u all dat 4... I mean i haf been keeping all diz tots and feelings inside me 4 realli long coz i tot nobody would understand dis.... tok to Cleo about it once though... Ended up arguing in the end... Dat's why from den i decide dat sure noone understands... might as well, juz keep it inside... but well... guess dere is somtink inside me which tells me dat u will share my tots... my feelings... therefore ended up telling u.. :) oh, i had a realli great day today... esp at de Esplanade... watchin all the 'Oh my Gawd' preformances.. We'll go dere again next week ok? den we shall take lotsa pics and compile em up into an album...hehex...so fun... u know, its juz so enjoyable bein with u... I always feel so happy...so loved... you're right... we're getting closer each day... and trust me, i love dat feeling as much as u do...meeting u or seeing u everyday has become part of my schedule... things just doesn't seem right when i dun see u for a day... guess this is all about missing someone...
dear, remember dat everything takes place for a purpose...and after every single obstacle u went thru...u've become a stronger, a better person and one with experiences in life which many do not... always look at stuffs with a positive attitude...even when things seems real screwed up and it is as if it is the end of the world and everyone is turning thier backs on you... i will still be be here... guess thats all i gotta say... feelin kinda tired... cya...

Lotsa love, smooches
From Edna :P

nicely YALLOW lava Lamp? :P 

Lava Lamp!!!! nicely YALLOW!!! 

Best I Ever Had

I dedicate this song to all my Ex Girlfrens nad frens that i know...

So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning
Now I'm here to stay
Love can be so boring

Nothing's quite the same now
I just say your name now

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You don't want me back
You're just the best I ever had

So you stole my world
Now I'm just a phony
Remembering the girl
Leaves me down and lonely

Send it in a letter
Make yourself feel better

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
You don't need me back
You're just the best I ever had

And it may take some time to
Patch me up inside
But I can't take it so I
Run away and hide
And I may find in time that
You were always right
You're always right

So you sailed away
Into a grey sky morning
Now I'm here to stay
Love can be so boring

What was it you wanted
Could it be I'm haunted

But it's not so bad
You're only the best I ever had
I don't want you back
You're just the best I ever had
The best I ever had
The best I ever had

Eloisa to Abelard

In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal's veins?
Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat?
Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat?
Yet, yet I love! — From Abelard it came,
And Eloisa yet must kiss the name.

Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd,
Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd.
Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise,
Where mix'd with God's, his lov'd idea lies:
O write it not, my hand — the name appears
Already written — wash it out, my tears!
In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays,
Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeys.

Relentless walls! whose darksome round contains
Repentant sighs, and voluntary pains:
Ye rugged rocks! which holy knees have worn;
Ye grots and caverns shagg'd with horrid thorn!
Shrines! where their vigils pale-ey'd virgins keep,
And pitying saints, whose statues learn to weep!
Though cold like you, unmov'd, and silent grown,
I have not yet forgot myself to stone.
All is not Heav'n's while Abelard has part,
Still rebel nature holds out half my heart;
Nor pray'rs nor fasts its stubborn pulse restrain,
Nor tears, for ages, taught to flow in vain.

Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose,
That well-known name awakens all my woes.
Oh name for ever sad! for ever dear!
Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'd with a tear.
I tremble too, where'er my own I find,
Some dire misfortune follows close behind.
Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow,
Led through a sad variety of woe:
Now warm in love, now with'ring in thy bloom,
Lost in a convent's solitary gloom!
There stern religion quench'd th' unwilling flame,
There died the best of passions, love and fame.

Yet write, oh write me all, that I may join
Griefs to thy griefs, and echo sighs to thine.
Nor foes nor fortune take this pow'r away;
And is my Abelard less kind than they?
Tears still are mine, and those I need not spare,
Love but demands what else were shed in pray'r;
No happier task these faded eyes pursue;
To read and weep is all they now can do.

Then share thy pain, allow that sad relief;
Ah, more than share it! give me all thy grief.
Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid,
Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid;
They live, they speak, they breathe what love inspires,
Warm from the soul, and faithful to its fires,
The virgin's wish without her fears impart,
Excuse the blush, and pour out all the heart,
Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul,
And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.

Thou know'st how guiltless first I met thy flame,
When Love approach'd me under Friendship's name;
My fancy form'd thee of angelic kind,
Some emanation of th' all-beauteous Mind.
Those smiling eyes, attemp'ring ev'ry day,
Shone sweetly lambent with celestial day.
Guiltless I gaz'd; heav'n listen'd while you sung;
And truths divine came mended from that tongue.
From lips like those what precept fail'd to move?
Too soon they taught me 'twas no sin to love.
Back through the paths of pleasing sense I ran,
Nor wish'd an Angel whom I lov'd a Man.
Dim and remote the joys of saints I see;
Nor envy them, that heav'n I lose for thee.

How oft, when press'd to marriage, have I said,
Curse on all laws but those which love has made!
Love, free as air, at sight of human ties,
Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies,
Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame,
August her deed, and sacred be her fame;
Before true passion all those views remove,
Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
The jealous God, when we profane his fires,
Those restless passions in revenge inspires;
And bids them make mistaken mortals groan,
Who seek in love for aught but love alone.
Should at my feet the world's great master fall,
Himself, his throne, his world, I'd scorn 'em all:
Not Caesar's empress would I deign to prove;
No, make me mistress to the man I love;
If there be yet another name more free,
More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!
Oh happy state! when souls each other draw,
When love is liberty, and nature, law:
All then is full, possessing, and possess'd,
No craving void left aching in the breast:
Ev'n thought meets thought, ere from the lips it part,
And each warm wish springs mutual from the heart.
This sure is bliss (if bliss on earth there be)
And once the lot of Abelard and me.

Alas, how chang'd! what sudden horrors rise!
A naked lover bound and bleeding lies!
Where, where was Eloise? her voice, her hand,
Her poniard, had oppos'd the dire command.
Barbarian, stay! that bloody stroke restrain;
The crime was common, common be the pain.
I can no more; by shame, by rage suppress'd,
Let tears, and burning blushes speak the rest.

Canst thou forget that sad, that solemn day,
When victims at yon altar's foot we lay?
Canst thou forget what tears that moment fell,
When, warm in youth, I bade the world farewell?
As with cold lips I kiss'd the sacred veil,
The shrines all trembl'd, and the lamps grew pale:
Heav'n scarce believ'd the conquest it survey'd,
And saints with wonder heard the vows I made.
Yet then, to those dread altars as I drew,
Not on the Cross my eyes were fix'd, but you:
Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call,
And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.
Come! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe;
Those still at least are left thee to bestow.
Still on that breast enamour'd let me lie,
Still drink delicious poison from thy eye,
Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be press'd;
Give all thou canst — and let me dream the rest.
Ah no! instruct me other joys to prize,
With other beauties charm my partial eyes,
Full in my view set all the bright abode,
And make my soul quit Abelard for God.

Ah, think at least thy flock deserves thy care,
Plants of thy hand, and children of thy pray'r.
From the false world in early youth they fled,
By thee to mountains, wilds, and deserts led.
You rais'd these hallow'd walls; the desert smil'd,
And Paradise was open'd in the wild.
No weeping orphan saw his father's stores
Our shrines irradiate, or emblaze the floors;
No silver saints, by dying misers giv'n,
Here brib'd the rage of ill-requited heav'n:
But such plain roofs as piety could raise,
And only vocal with the Maker's praise.
In these lone walls (their days eternal bound)
These moss-grown domes with spiry turrets crown'd,
Where awful arches make a noonday night,
And the dim windows shed a solemn light;
Thy eyes diffus'd a reconciling ray,
And gleams of glory brighten'd all the day.
But now no face divine contentment wears,
'Tis all blank sadness, or continual tears.
See how the force of others' pray'rs I try,
(O pious fraud of am'rous charity!)
But why should I on others' pray'rs depend?
Come thou, my father, brother, husband, friend!
Ah let thy handmaid, sister, daughter move,
And all those tender names in one, thy love!
The darksome pines that o'er yon rocks reclin'd
Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind,
The wand'ring streams that shine between the hills,
The grots that echo to the tinkling rills,
The dying gales that pant upon the trees,
The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze;
No more these scenes my meditation aid,
Or lull to rest the visionary maid.
But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves,
Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves,
Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws
A death-like silence, and a dread repose:
Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene,
Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green,
Deepens the murmur of the falling floods,
And breathes a browner horror on the woods.

Yet here for ever, ever must I stay;
Sad proof how well a lover can obey!
Death, only death, can break the lasting chain;
And here, ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain,
Here all its frailties, all its flames resign,
And wait till 'tis no sin to mix with thine.

Ah wretch! believ'd the spouse of God in vain,
Confess'd within the slave of love and man.
Assist me, Heav'n! but whence arose that pray'r?
Sprung it from piety, or from despair?
Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires,
Love finds an altar for forbidden fires.
I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought;
I mourn the lover, not lament the fault;
I view my crime, but kindle at the view,
Repent old pleasures, and solicit new;
Now turn'd to Heav'n, I weep my past offence,
Now think of thee, and curse my innocence.
Of all affliction taught a lover yet,
'Tis sure the hardest science to forget!
How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense,
And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence?
How the dear object from the crime remove,
Or how distinguish penitence from love?
Unequal task! a passion to resign,
For hearts so touch'd, so pierc'd, so lost as mine.
Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state,
How often must it love, how often hate!
How often hope, despair, resent, regret,
Conceal, disdain — do all things but forget.
But let Heav'n seize it, all at once 'tis fir'd;
Not touch'd, but rapt; not waken'd, but inspir'd!
Oh come! oh teach me nature to subdue,
Renounce my love, my life, myself — and you.
Fill my fond heart with God alone, for he
Alone can rival, can succeed to thee.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
Labour and rest, that equal periods keep;
"Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;"
Desires compos'd, affections ever ev'n,
Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heav'n.
Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams.
For her th' unfading rose of Eden blooms,
And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes,
For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring,
For her white virgins hymeneals sing,
To sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away,
And melts in visions of eternal day.

Far other dreams my erring soul employ,
Far other raptures, of unholy joy:
When at the close of each sad, sorrowing day,
Fancy restores what vengeance snatch'd away,
Then conscience sleeps, and leaving nature free,
All my loose soul unbounded springs to thee.
Oh curs'd, dear horrors of all-conscious night!
How glowing guilt exalts the keen delight!
Provoking Daemons all restraint remove,
And stir within me every source of love.
I hear thee, view thee, gaze o'er all thy charms,
And round thy phantom glue my clasping arms.
I wake — no more I hear, no more I view,
The phantom flies me, as unkind as you.
I call aloud; it hears not what I say;
I stretch my empty arms; it glides away.
To dream once more I close my willing eyes;
Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise!
Alas, no more — methinks we wand'ring go
Through dreary wastes, and weep each other's woe,
Where round some mould'ring tower pale ivy creeps,
And low-brow'd rocks hang nodding o'er the deeps.
Sudden you mount, you beckon from the skies;
Clouds interpose, waves roar, and winds arise.
I shriek, start up, the same sad prospect find,
And wake to all the griefs I left behind.

For thee the fates, severely kind, ordain
A cool suspense from pleasure and from pain;
Thy life a long, dead calm of fix'd repose;
No pulse that riots, and no blood that glows.
Still as the sea, ere winds were taught to blow,
Or moving spirit bade the waters flow;
Soft as the slumbers of a saint forgiv'n,
And mild as opening gleams of promis'd heav'n.

Come, Abelard! for what hast thou to dread?
The torch of Venus burns not for the dead.
Nature stands check'd; Religion disapproves;
Ev'n thou art cold — yet Eloisa loves.
Ah hopeless, lasting flames! like those that burn
To light the dead, and warm th' unfruitful urn.

What scenes appear where'er I turn my view?
The dear ideas, where I fly, pursue,
Rise in the grove, before the altar rise,
Stain all my soul, and wanton in my eyes.
I waste the matin lamp in sighs for thee,
Thy image steals between my God and me,
Thy voice I seem in ev'ry hymn to hear,
With ev'ry bead I drop too soft a tear.
When from the censer clouds of fragrance roll,
And swelling organs lift the rising soul,
One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight,
Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight:
In seas of flame my plunging soul is drown'd,
While altars blaze, and angels tremble round.

While prostrate here in humble grief I lie,
Kind, virtuous drops just gath'ring in my eye,
While praying, trembling, in the dust I roll,
And dawning grace is op'ning on my soul:
Come, if thou dar'st, all charming as thou art!
Oppose thyself to Heav'n; dispute my heart;
Come, with one glance of those deluding eyes
Blot out each bright idea of the skies;
Take back that grace, those sorrows, and those tears;
Take back my fruitless penitence and pray'rs;
Snatch me, just mounting, from the blest abode;
Assist the fiends, and tear me from my God!

No, fly me, fly me, far as pole from pole;
Rise Alps between us! and whole oceans roll!
Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me,
Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee.
Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign;
Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine.
Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!)
Long lov'd, ador'd ideas, all adieu!
Oh Grace serene! oh virtue heav'nly fair!
Divine oblivion of low-thoughted care!
Fresh blooming hope, gay daughter of the sky!
And faith, our early immortality!
Enter, each mild, each amicable guest;
Receive, and wrap me in eternal rest!

See in her cell sad Eloisa spread,
Propp'd on some tomb, a neighbour of the dead.
In each low wind methinks a spirit calls,
And more than echoes talk along the walls.
Here, as I watch'd the dying lamps around,
From yonder shrine I heard a hollow sound.
"Come, sister, come!" (it said, or seem'd to say)
"Thy place is here, sad sister, come away!
Once like thyself, I trembled, wept, and pray'd,
Love's victim then, though now a sainted maid:
But all is calm in this eternal sleep;
Here grief forgets to groan, and love to weep,
Ev'n superstition loses ev'ry fear:
For God, not man, absolves our frailties here."

I come, I come! prepare your roseate bow'rs,
Celestial palms, and ever-blooming flow'rs.
Thither, where sinners may have rest, I go,
Where flames refin'd in breasts seraphic glow:
Thou, Abelard! the last sad office pay,
And smooth my passage to the realms of day;
See my lips tremble, and my eye-balls roll,
Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul!
Ah no — in sacred vestments may'st thou stand,
The hallow'd taper trembling in thy hand,
Present the cross before my lifted eye,
Teach me at once, and learn of me to die.
Ah then, thy once-lov'd Eloisa see!
It will be then no crime to gaze on me.
See from my cheek the transient roses fly!
See the last sparkle languish in my eye!
Till ev'ry motion, pulse, and breath be o'er;
And ev'n my Abelard be lov'd no more.
O Death all-eloquent! you only prove
What dust we dote on, when 'tis man we love.

Then too, when fate shall thy fair frame destroy,
(That cause of all my guilt, and all my joy)
In trance ecstatic may thy pangs be drown'd,
Bright clouds descend, and angels watch thee round,
From op'ning skies may streaming glories shine,
And saints embrace thee with a love like mine.

May one kind grave unite each hapless name,
And graft my love immortal on thy fame!
Then, ages hence, when all my woes are o'er,
When this rebellious heart shall beat no more;
If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings
To Paraclete's white walls and silver springs,
O'er the pale marble shall they join their heads,
And drink the falling tears each other sheds;
Then sadly say, with mutual pity mov'd,
"Oh may we never love as these have lov'd!"

From the full choir when loud Hosannas rise,
And swell the pomp of dreadful sacrifice,
Amid that scene if some relenting eye
Glance on the stone where our cold relics lie,
Devotion's self shall steal a thought from Heav'n,
One human tear shall drop and be forgiv'n.
And sure, if fate some future bard shall join
In sad similitude of griefs to mine,
Condemn'd whole years in absence to deplore,
And image charms he must behold no more;
Such if there be, who loves so long, so well;
Let him our sad, our tender story tell;
The well-sung woes will soothe my pensive ghost;
He best can paint 'em, who shall feel 'em most.

Take Me Away

I cannot find a way
To describe it
It's thereInside
All I do is hide
I wishThat it
Would just go away
What wouldYou do?
You do?If you knew...
What would you do?
All the pain
I thought I knew
All these thoughts lead back to you
Back to what
Was never said
Back and forth
Inside my head
I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable
Come and take me away
I feel like I Am alone
All byMyself
I need to get around this
My words
Are cold
I don't want them to hurt you
If IShow you
I don't think you'd understand
Cause no one understsands
All the painI thought I knew
All these thoughts lead back to you
Back to what
Was never said
Back and forth
Inside my head
I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable
Come and take me away
I'm going nowhere
On and on and...
I'm getting nowhere
On and on and...
Take me away
I'm going nowhere
On and on and...
Up and on and
Up and on
All the painI thought I knew
All these thoughts lead back to you
Back to what
Was never said
Back and forth
Inside my head
I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable
Come and take me away
Take me away
Take me away
Take me away

Life's Dodgy Moments??? 

Wish i Didn't miss u...

Same old story is back again
She's not a lover, she's just a friend
I'm sick and tired for you to blame on me
Now you think it's funny
Now you wanna spend your money on girls
But you forgot when you were down
That I was around
Call my lover, hang up, call again
What in the world is happening
Listen in, but don't yell at me
Isn't it ironic all you wanna do is smoke chronic
Boy, you forgot when you were down
Who was around
I can't eat, I can't sleep anymore
Waiting for love to walk through the door
I wish I didn't miss you anymore
Memories don't live like people do
I'm sick for ever believing you
Wish you'd bring back the man I knew
Was good to me, oh Lord
Everytime you say you're coming
Boy, you disappoint me, honey
How well you forgot when you were down
And I was around
I can't eat, I can't sleep anymore
Waiting for love to walk through the door
I wish I didn't miss you anymore
I can't eat, I can't sleep anymore
Waiting for love to walk through the door
I wish I didn't miss you anymore
One of these days, it's gonna happen to you
Missing a love like I'm missing you, babe yeah yeah
One of these days, when your dreams come true
That's the one that's gonna do it to you
Oh oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I can't eat, I can't sleep anymore
Waiting for love to walk through the door
I wish I didn't miss you anymore

My Happy Ending

So much for my happy ending
Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind 

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind....

bought the dvd for the show'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind'.. I'm telling u, check this show out... I personally feel its really gd... although the plot is like really twisted, the hearterning moments are when Joel (Jim Carrey) realises how much he still loves Clementine (Kate Winslet). As he relives all the memories, good and bad, he realises how much she means to him and slowly trys to stop himself from forgetting her... When left with no choice, he finally accepts his fate... but being a show from Hollywood, as usual, alls well ends well.... Won't mind watching it again... really gd...  kinda think of myself in that situation now... really wish i could erase all the memories the last relationship... but maybe, i'm still remembering it for a reason... be it a lesson or just cruel fate, i guess there is only one thing to do... Suck Thumb and carry on... Met up with Jeremy yesterday and even this guy, who has seen me through most of my worst moments,tells me that i'm still not ok... I know that but i guess Sherlyn is right... I just need more time.... Time to put on that fake smile and hide behind my pillow... Boy do i feel like a mascot....