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Sunday, September 27, 2009

What is Life Without You?

What is Life Without You?



You made me cry, because we are apart..
You left me in tears, you’ve entered my heart..
It wasn't your fault, I guess it was mine..
For love can't be forced,
neither our mind.

I've tried more than once, to get over you..
But you make it so hard, with cute things you do..

I thought love was a good feeling,
but I've got nothing to gain.
just sorrows and tears
and a li'l more pain..

The day the pain started, reality came too.
It was the day I realized .....

What is Life Without You?...

Believe while others

Believe while others ….
By William Arthur Ward



Believe while others are doubting.

Plan while others are playing.

Study while others are sleeping.

Decide while others are delaying.

Prepare while others are daydreaming.

Begin while others are procrastinating.

Work while others are wishing.

Save while others are wasting.

Listen while others are talking.

Smile while others are frowning.

Commend while others are criticizing.

Persist while others are quitting.

The Best Moments In Life

1. Falling in love. 
2. Laughing till your stomach hurts.
3. Enjoying a ride down the Country side.
4. Listening to your favorite song on the radio.
5. Going to sleep listening to the rain pouring outside.
6. Getting out of the shower and wrapping yourself with a warm, fuzzy
towel.
7. Passing your final exams with good grades.
8. Being part of an interesting conversation.
9. Finding some money in some old pants.
10. Laughing at yourself.
11. Sharing a wonderful dinner with all your friends.
12. Laughing without a reason.
13. "Accidentally" hearing someone say something good about you.
14. Watching the sunset.
15. Listening to a song that reminds you of an important person in
your
life.
16. Receiving or giving your first kiss.
17. Feeling this movement in your body when seeing this "special"
someone.
18. Having a great time with your friends.
19. Seeing the one you love happy.
20. Wearing the shirt of a person you love and smelling his/her
perfume.
21. Visiting an old friend of yours and remembering great memories.
22. Hearing some telling you "I LOVE YOU"
True friends come in the good times when we tell them to, and come in
the bad times.....without calling."

Eight Special Gifts

1) THE GIFT OF LISTENING...
But you must REALLY listen. No interrupting, no daydreaming, no planning your response. Just listening.

2) THE GIFT OF AFFECTION...
Be generous with appropriate hugs, kisses, pats on the back and handholds. Let these small actions demonstrate the love you have for family and friends.

3) THE GIFT OF LAUGHTER...
Clip cartoons. Share articles and funny stories. Your gift will say, "I love to laugh with you."

4) THE GIFT OF A WRITTEN NOTE...
It can be a simple "Thanks for the help" note or a full sonnet. A brief, handwritten note may be remembered for a lifetime, and may even change a life.

5) THE GIFT OF A COMPLIMENT...
A simple and sincere, "You look great in red," "You did a super job" or "That was a wonderful meal" can make someone's day.

6) THE GIFT OF A FAVOR...
Every day, go out of your way to do something kind.

7) THE GIFT OF SOLITUDE...
There are times when we want nothing better than to be left alone. Be sensitive to those times and give the gift of solitude to others.

8) THE GIFT OF A CHEERFUL DISPOSITION...
The easiest way to feel good is to extend a kind word to someone, really it's not that hard to say, "Hello" or "Thank you."

Good thoughts

Before you think of saying an unkind word

Think of someone who can't speak


Before you complain about the taste of your food
Think of someone who has nothing to eat


Before you complain about your husband or wife
Think of someone who's crying out to God for a companion


Today before you complain about life
Think of someone who went too early to heaven

Before you complain about your children
Think of someone who desires children but they're barren

Before you argue about your dirty house; someone didn't clean or sweep
Think of the people who are living in the streets

Before whining about the distance you drive
Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet

And when you are tired and complain about your job
Think of the unemployed, the disabled and those who wished they had your job

But before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another
Remember that not one of us are without sin and we all answer to one maker

And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down
Put a smile on your face and thank God you're alive and still around

Life is a gift
Live it...
Enjoy it...
Celebrate it...
And fulfill it.

Honesty Story of an emperor

Once there was an emperor in the Far East who was growing old
and knew it was coming time to choose his successor. Instead of
choosing one of his assistants or one of his own children, he
decided to do something different.

He called all the young people in the kingdom together one day.
He said, "It has come time for me to step down and to choose
the next emperor. I have decided to choose one of you." The kids
were shocked! But the emperor continued. "I am going to give
each one of you a seed today. One seed. It is a very special
seed. I want you to go home, plant the seed, water it and come
back here one year from today with what you have grown from
this one seed. I will then judge the plants that you bring to me,
and the one I choose will be the next emperor of the kingdom!"

There was one boy named Ling who was there that day and he,
like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly
told his mother the whole story. She helped him get a pot and
some planting soil, and he planted the seed and watered it
carefully. Every day he would water it and watch to see if it had
grown.

After about three weeks, some of the other youths began to talk
about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow.
Ling kept going home and checking his seed, but nothing ever
grew. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by. Still nothing.

By now others were talking about their plants but Ling didn't have
a plant, and he felt like a failure. Six months went by, still nothing
in Ling's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had
trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Ling didn't say
anything to his friends, however. He just kept waiting for his
seed to grow.

A year finally went by and all the youths of the kingdom brought
their plants to the emperor for inspection. Ling told his mother
that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. But she encouraged
him to go, and to take his pot, and to be honest about what
happened. Ling felt sick to his stomach, but he knew his
mother was right. He took his empty pot to the palace.

When Ling arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown
by all the other youths. They were beautiful, in all shapes and
sizes. Ling put his empty pot on the floor and many of the other
kinds laughed at him. A few felt sorry for him and just said, "Hey
nice try."

When the emperor arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted
the young people. Ling just tried to hide in the back. "My, what
great plants, trees and flowers you have grown," said the emperor.
"Today, one of you will be appointed the next emperor!"

All of a sudden, the emperor spotted Ling at the back of the room
with his empty pot. He ordered his guards to bring him to the front.

Ling was terrified. "The emperor knows I'm a failure! Maybe he
will have me killed!"

When Ling got to the front, the Emperor asked his name. "My
name is Ling," he replied. All the kids were laughing and making
fun of him. The emperor asked everyone to quiet down. He looked
at Ling, and then announced to the crowd, "Behold your new
emperor! His name is Ling!"

Ling couldn't believe it. Ling couldn't even grow his seed. How could
he be the new emperor?

Then the emperor said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone
here a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring
it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds which would not
grow. All of you, except Ling, have brought me trees and plants and
flowers. When you found that the seed would not grown, you
substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Ling was the only
one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in
it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new emperor!"

Never be late

A parish priest was being honored at a dinner on the twenty-fifth anniversary of his arrival in that parish. A leading local politician, who was a member of the congregation, was chosen to make the presentation and give a little speech at the dinner, but he was delayed in traffic, so the priest decided to say his own few words while they waited.


"You will understand," he said, "the seal of the confessional, can never be broken. However, I got my first impressions of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I can only hint vaguely about this, but when I came here twenty-five years ago I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first chap who entered my confessional told me how he had stolen a television set, and when stopped by the police, had almost murdered the officer. Further, he told me he had embezzled money from his place of business and had an affair with his boss's wife.


I was appalled. But as the days went on I knew that my people were not all like that, and I had, indeed come to, a fine parish full of understanding and loving people."

Just as the priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and give his talk.


"I'll never forget the first day our parish priest arrived in this parish,"

said the politician. "In fact, I had the honour of being the first one to go to him for confession."

Moral: NEVER EVER BE LATE

Let women have their own way or

Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a
neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by
Arthur's youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long
as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year
to figure out the answer and, if after a year, he still had no answer, he
would be put to death.

The question was: What do women really want?

Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and to
young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than
death, he accepted the monarch's proposition to have an answer by year's end.

He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the

priests, the wise men, and even the court jester. He spoke with
everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.

Many people advised him to consult the old witch, for only she would
have the answer. But the price would be high as the witch was famous
throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.

The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to

the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to
her price first.. The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble

of the Knights of the Round Table, and Arthur's closest friend!

Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only
one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never
encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.
He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible
burden, but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur. He
said nothing was too big a sacrifice compared to Arthur's life and the
preservation of the Round Table.

Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered Arthur's question

thus: "What a woman really wants," she said, "is to be in charge of her
own life." Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered

a great truth and that Arthur's life would be spared.

And so it was, the neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and
Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding.

The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a
horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him. The most
beautiful woman he had ever seen, lay before him on the bed. The
astounded Lancelot asked what had happened.

The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she
appeared as a witch, she would henceforth be her horrible deformed self only half
the time and the beautiful maiden the other half.

"Which would you prefer? she asked him. "Beau tiful during the day ...
or at night?"
Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day he could have a
beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his
castle, an old witch! Or, would he prefer having a hideous witch during
the day, but by night a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous, intimate
moments with?

(If you are a man reading this ...) What would YOUR choice be?

(If you are a woman reading this ..) What would YOUR MAN'S choice be?

What Lancelot chose is below. BUT ... make YOUR choice before you
scroll down below. OKAY?

Noble Lancelot, knowing the answer the witch gave Arthur to his
question, said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.

Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the
time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own
life.Now ... what is the moral to this story?

The moral is ..
If you don't let a woman have her own way, things are going to get ugly.

A Pound Of Butter

There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to the baker. One day the
baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting a pound and he
found that he was not. This angered him and he took the farmer to court.

The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure. The farmer replied,
amour Honor, I am primitive. I don't have a proper measure, but I do have a
scale." The judge asked, "Then how do you weigh the butter?" The farmer
replied "Your Honor, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I
have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Every day when the baker
brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in
butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker."

What is the moral of the story? We get back in life what we give to others.
Whenever you take an action, ask yourself this question: Am I giving fair
value for the wages or money I hope to make?

Honesty and dishonesty become a habit. Some people practice dishonesty and
can lie with a straight face. Others lie so much that they don't even know
what the truth is anymore. But who are they deceiving? Themselves--- more
than anyone else.

Honesty can be put across gently. Some people take pride in being brutally
honest. It seems they are getting a bigger kick out of the brutality than
the honesty. Choice of words and tact are important.

Reality of Life

This is a story of four people called Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody.

There was some important work that had to be done, and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry because of this, since it was Everybody's job. Everybody thought Anybody could do it, but Nobody understood that Everybody wouldn't do it. It ended with Everybody blaming Somebody as Nobody did what Anybody could have done.

Oooops.............Got it? ;)

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