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| Love Story |
| 07.09.04 (1:02 am) [edit] |
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all repaired their boats and left.
Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel, "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat." Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh....Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her!
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way.
Love realizing how much he owed the elder and asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because, only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."
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| Everybody's free |
| 07.08.04 (11:40 pm) [edit] |
If i cud offer u only one tip of the future...Sunscreen wud be it...a long term benefit of sunscreen hav been improved by scientists..whereis the rest of my advice have no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience...i will dispense this advice now...
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth..but never mind, u'll nt undrstand the power and beauty of ur youth until they fail...but trust me..in 20 yrs, u'll luk back at photos of urself, recallin away u can't grasp nw, hw much possibilities laid b4 u & hw fabulous u rily look, u r nt as fat as u imagine...
Dnt worry bout the future..or worry that to know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum...the real troubles in life are at to be things that never crossed ur worried mind..the kind that blindside u at 4pm on some idle tuesday...
Do one thing everyday that scares you...SING! don't be reckless with other people's hearts..don't put up with people that are reckless with yours..FLAWS!!don't waste ur tym on jealousy..sumtyms ur ahead..sumtyms ur behind...the race s long & at the end, it's only wid urself..remember compliments u recieved, forget the insults...f u succeed in doing this, tell me how...keep ur own love letters, throw away ur old bank statements..
STRETCH!!!don't feel guilty f u dnt know wat u wanna do wid ur lyf.. the most interesting poeple i knw,,didn't know what 22..what they wanted 2 do wid thier lives..sum of the most intersting 40 year old i knw stl don't knw...get plenty of calcium..be kind 2 ur needs..u'll miss them when their gone..
Maybe u'll marry..maybe u won't..maybe u'll have children..maybe u won't..maybe u'll divorce at 40 ..maybe u'll dance the funky chicken on ur 75th wedding anniverary..whatever u do..don't congratulate urself too much..or berate ur self either..ur choices are half chances..so are everybody elses..
Enjoy ur body..use it everyway u can..don't b afraid of it..or what other people think of it..it's the greatest instrument u'll ever own...
DANCE!!!even f u have nowhere to do it but in ur own living room..read the directions..even f u dnt follow. DO NOT READ BEAUTY MAGAZINES, they will only make u feel ugly...
Get to knw ur parents..u'll never knw when they will be gone for good...be nice to your siblings..they are ur best links 2 ur past & the people most likely to stick wid u n d future...
Understand that friends come and go..but to the precious few u shud hold on...work hard 2 bridge the gaps & geographies in lifestyle..coz the older u get the more u know the people u knew when u were young...
Live n New York city once..but leave b4 it makes u hard...Live in Northern Carolina but leave b4 it makes u soft...
TRAVEL!!!except certain inalliable truths...PRICES WILL RISE..POLITICIANS WILL PHILANDER AND YOU TOO WILL GET OLD..and when you do..u'll fantasized that when you were young..PRICES WERE REASONABLE..POLITICIANS WER NOBLE...& CHILDREN RESPECTED THIER ELDERS!!Respect ur elders...dnt expect anyone to support you..maybe u'll have a trust fund..maybe u'll have a wealthy spouse, but u'll never knew when either one might run out...
Don't mess too much wid ur hair..for about the time ur 40..u'll look 85...be careful who's advice u buy..but be patient to those who supply it...ADVICE is a form of NOSTALGIA..dispensing it is a way of swishing the past from the disposal..wiping it off..painting over the ugly part and recyling it for more than it's worth...but trust me...on the SUNCSCREEN!!!
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| Falling in love |
| 07.08.04 (9:48 pm) [edit] |
When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost. What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go! You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not part of it. Everything happens for the best. If the person you love doesn't love you back, don't be afraid to love someone else again, for you'll never know unless you give it a try. You'll never love a person you love unless you risk for love. Love strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, you don't learn how to love. Love doesn't hurt all the time.Though the hurting is still there to test you, to help you grow. Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called falling in love because you don't force yourself to fall. You just fall. You cannot finish a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages.
Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing.
The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don't ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time. To love is to risk rejection, to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing! To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose true self, to love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to define love: fall but do not stumble, be constant but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain.
Love is like a knife. It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that always last for a lifetime. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength. But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people means giving them the freedom who they choose to be and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and fruitless years, you should give thanks, for you know, that there were the things that helped you grow.
Loving someone means giving him the freedom to find his way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you'll experience the fullness of humanity and that is love. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart.Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you're not ready to cry, if you're not ready to take the risk, if you're not ready to feel the pain, then you're not ready to fall in love. There was a time in our lives when we became afraid to fall in love 'coz every time we do, we get hurt, then i figured that's why it's called falling in love.
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| giving when it counts |
| 07.08.04 (9:41 pm) [edit] |
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously, survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away"? Being young the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.
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| Always Remember those who serve |
| 07.08.04 (9:36 pm) [edit] |
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. "How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked. "Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it. "Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied. The little boy again counted his coins. "I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.
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