Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, work shirt and a hat; and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and dish-towel in the other. It was the time for fixing things: a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep. It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-fixing, re-heating leftovers, renewing; I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more. But when my mother died, and I was standing in that clear morning light in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any more. Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return. So... While we have it, it's best we love it... And care for it... And fix it when it's broken.... And heal it when it's sick. This is true: For marriage... And old cars.... And children with bad report cards... Dogs and cats with bad hips... And aging parents... And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it. Some things we keep, like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we grew up with. There are just some things that make life important, like people we know who are special... And so, we keep them close!
THe whole last week of January I was away from work. When I came back to work, the 2 from my department,Yuslan and Amir acted strangely. The moment i sat at my cubicle, Yuslan started asking Amir about fitnah. Saying things like "What happen to people who slander others?" I didn't feel anything at first because I never thought it was meant for me because as far as I'm concerned never have I ever slandered anyone in my whole entire life. But they repeated the same issue the whole day with a loud voice. The next day again when I sat at my place they both said something that relate to slandering. I told myself as long as my conscious tells me that i have not done it, why should I let this thing bug me. 2 weeks has passed by and everyday I've been listening to their crap. They always feel that they are religious and that I am the ultimate bitch. They have always have this feeling of envy towards me and the other girl. They will try their best to demoralized me but Yuslan forgot that it's been 4 years since I worked here and have always been very independent and never asked for anyone's help. Oh Allah, You are my guidance and my Light at the end of the darkest night. Give me the strength to go through all the lies and betrayal people have put upon me. For You are the Judge to whatever that happen in this world. I will leave my life in YOur Hand of Mercy. I believe in You oh Allah and I know You have Your own reasons for these to happen to me. Like what You said: ALLAH GIVES THE VERY BEST TO THOSE WHO LEAVES THE CHOICE TO HIM.
Once there was a man who asked God for flower and a butterfly.But instead God gave him a cactus and a caterpillar.The man was sad and didn't understand why his request was mistaken.Then he thought...Oh well, God has too many people to care for and decided not to question.After sometime, the man went to check up on his request that he had left forgotten.To his surprise, from a thorny and ugly cactus,a beautiful flower has grown.And the unsightly caterpillar has transformed into the most beautiful butterfly. God always does things RIGHT!. His ways is always the BEST way, even to us seems all wrong. If you asked God one thing and received another..TRUST. YOu can be sure that He will always give you what you need at a appropriate time.What you want is not what you always need.God never fails to grant our petitions. So keep on going for Him without doubting and murmuring. TODAY'S THORN IS TOMORROW'S FLOWER. GOD GIVES THE BEST TO THOSE WHO LEAVES THE CHOICES UP TO HIM. perasaan ini apa namanya ku takut untuk menyebut apa namanya
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In today's paper, you will find the story of the Frechette-Fletcher family. Two beautiful children suffering from a terminal illness, and the lengths their parents and family go to to make the time they have joyful and happy. It's funny how easily we forget to be grateful for those closest to us. It puts a lot of things in perspective. The ridiculous arguments that can escalate to outrageous proportions -- beds that go unmade, wet towels left on the floor, who forgot to put the garbage out -- all seem hardly worth the energy. Although it looks great as a calendar quote, it really isn't easy to live each day as though it were the last. To remember to be thankful for what we have while we can. I hate the idea that we can only truly appreciate something, or someone, until they're gone. It is so easy to take loved ones for granted, particularly when they are here. And what a shame to appreciate someone only when it's too late. I can't imagine a price I wouldn't pay to spend a few more minutes with my mother, who died in 1996.In the real world, I'm not going to stop being upset about the unmade beds or wet towels on the floor, and arguments about homework or thank you notes will be back quickly.But sometimes it's good to be reminded to take a deep breath and remember, not only those in our memories, but those we're making memories about today.
August 27th 1996, we met through our friends Fuad and Azlina(your ex Boss) and 3 months after the first call you made, we decided to meet. You were adorable and young, understanding and loving. You were the first guy I met that never once miss his prayer and always willing to hear what I have to say about religion. Three years we were courting and finally we decided to tie the knots even though at that time I my feelings for you started to fade as I learned your true colour and about the witch mother of yours. 2005, things got so bad and I decided to ask for the divorce. YOu let me go without a proper document telling me I need to change the ownership of the car I bought for my dad and also to pay back the supplementary credit card which I did. And you told me that there was something else that I need to do to get my legal document. That is to changed the ownership of my sister's car which was under your name. It took me 4 years to look for money to refinance the car when suddenly you told me that you will take the car and sell. True owner of the car was my sister though she only used your name. Now you have taken the care and still you have not given me the legal document for my divorce. I have only Allah to help me now and what you are doing is really wrong in the eyes of Allah and how I wish you would just move on after the break ups. It will only make u become a bitter man. And here is what I have to say to you on breaking up and divorce Breakup or divorce (especially one you didn't want) can be excruciating! The trouble for many people after their breakup or divorce is that this pain can be so unbearable that without realizing it, they unknowingly do some things that are counter-productive to healing their pain. They actually stay stuck in that pain, sometimes forever. Sometimes, even when you think that you have dealt with the pain of the breakup or divorce and put your past relationship behind you, there's still more healing work to be done. You just didn't realize it. Sometimes, you'll hear a song on the radio or one might pop into your head that reminds you of a certain time and person that you were with. Other times, someone will say or do something that reminds you of a past relationship and you realize that even though days, weeks, months or even years may have passed, there's still more healing to be done. The Biggest Myth Of All About What It Takes To Heal After a Relationship Break up or Divorce... Nearly every one we've ever talked to after a break up or divorce has said that the most important factor in the healing process is time. While we agree that time passing is important in the healing process, it's not the only factor that is important (as some people believe it is). If time passing is the only thing that needs to happen in order for us to heal our pain and broken heart, then all we would need to do is let a certain amount of time pass and poof- just like magic- our pain would be gone and our hearts healed. Unfortunately, this isn't the way the healing process works. It isn't just the time that's important. It's what we do with that time that determines whether we heal our hearts or not. If time passing was the most important factor in healing after a breakup or divorce, then it would be like having a baby--a certain period of time passes and we get a desired result. In the case of the pregnant woman, if all goes well, about 9 months later, out comes a new baby boy or girl. If it worked the same way in healing after a break up, a certain amount of time would pass and "presto" our heart would magically be healed and we would then be able to go into any new relationship with anyone in the future without any baggage from our past. If this were the way it really was, it would be great. But the truth is that we all know people who've experienced a relationship break up or divorce and many months or years later, they are still angry, bitter and holding onto the pain of that past relationship. If you ever hope to heal your heart and find the courage to truly open yourself up to love again, you're going to have to do some things besides simply letting time pass.But what should you do besides let time pass in order to heal your heart and truly get over your break up or divorce?
Slept at 6am this morning but woke up at 7.30am. Just couldn't sleep thinking how much I must have hurt his feeling when I told him that our relationship is finally over. I still remember his look last night when he told me he doesn't want to lose me and he had his tears streaming. I feel so shitty for hurting him. I know how much he loves me but I also know that there is no happy ending to our relationship because he is married. I love him so much but I can never hurt another woman by loving her husband. I know Allah is testing me. The whole night after I sent him back, I couldn't stop thinking how much I've hurt him. But i had to do what I did last night.As I'm writing this, my heart is feeling really sad. I have never in my entire life, INTENTIONALLY hurt anyone. UNINTENTIONALLY perhaps as I'm only human being. Sayang, please forgive me. I have to let you go despite the love I have for you was and is always true and sincere and I will always love you. I know someday, you will be okay. Once you return back to your country to be with your wife and kids, things will be ok. I'm doing this for the best of every party. PLEASE FORGIVE ME MY SWEETHEART..FORGIVE ME
27th January 2009, finally my relationship with him is over. I have to make this decision not base on my heart but this time I'm using my brain. I have to put my heart aside this time when making the decision to end my relationship of 1 year 3 months. I have thought about it the past 4-5 months and finally I managed to pull myself together and said to him what I had to say. Though this is the first time I fell in love with a guy( never in my life i fell in love), I have to make this decision to end our relationship. Its the best decision i had to make. 5 months ago I found out that he is married and I was devastated and i felt like my whole world collapsed but then I realised that I have 2 beautiful angels that love me sooooo much and wants me to be happy. They need their mom to be happy and that is what I will be for them. I want to be happy myself. Only by being happy will I be able to make others happy and God says He will only helps those who help themselves. One thing Im glad is that after this Im not gonna allow any men to hurt my feelings anymore. No more crying for MEN. I deserve the happiness. Its been too long I forgot who Elina is.
To MAM, Im sorry for the things that happened and worst of all, my actions. Just want you to know that I will be here for you always. As your best friend, your sister and your shoulder to cry on. ALWAYS. Thank you for always being there for me during the times I needed a shoulder to cry on. Take care. Your forever loving sister...The Gypsy Bride
Yesterday I was pretty upset with one of my closest friend. What she did was undespicable and unforgivable. This is not the first time she did this to me but basically ever since the time i knew her. When I first knew her, before I actually met her in person, she has done the same thing with my ex boyfriend which our relationship at that point of time were already hit the bottom rock. Last night, I was so hurt with what she did. My mind were racing all night asking to many questions. Questions like how could she? why did she? What did i do to her? Why me? She just had to do it, at the time I am breaking up with my boyfriend. But again, after a long thought about it, I think even though she is one of the closest friend i have, she is just a bitter person or perhaps, she is just miserable and maybe just maybe..I am spacial after all. Anger is a wasted emotion. Too much energy, too much effort spent on a negative feeling that gets you no closer to being happy than the original catalyst that caused it. Many more worthwhile pursuits exist than to than to sit around seething in anger. Anger at past happenings are better off being let go. The past cannot be changed, better to look toward the future. Anger at people can be distilled into two categories. People you care about and people you don't. The latter should simply be dismissed. Being mad at this person only serves to make you unhappy. It can never have a better resolution. Again just let it go. In the other case, it is much better to try and understand why the person did what was they did that made you mad. This is a much quicker path to resolution than fuming over what could be little more than a misunderstanding. Living life, is about finding happiness. It really is just too short to waste precious time on being angry. There is too much to be done, and so little time to do it in. To this friend of mine, its sad that even though you are one of my closest friend, the trust is no more there. I can never share my secrets not just my darkest secret but even the smallest secret.They said it takes years to build up trust in a person but it only takes seconds to lose trust in a person. Things happen by decision, whether its right or not is secondary. We never know till we decide. I have made few major decisions in the past month or so.
We went through hell and high water together not to mention a year of many other life changing events. So what did I miss? How is it that the dear friend that I knew and loved turned out to be a cold hearted, gutter sniping, back stabbing low life from hell? All the signals were there and I chose to ignore them. Did I slump on my bobbing and weaving skills? So, the deed is done. Now you know. The friend whom I thought was your best friend, my road dog, my true blue, has shown her true colors leaving you standing looking stupid, hurt and betrayed in his or her dust. Now what? Once you go through the initial hurt, pain, suffering and all the other emotions that come with being deceived, it dawns on me that you have a decision to make. This is not the first time my best friend has made me look stupid and this time even worst, you made feel like a fool and embarrassed me to someone I'm close to. I trusted you with my darkest secret and my soul. How could you do this to me. How could you tell him things that made him confused about me? I know you are gonna tell me that it's not your intention to hurt me. I would do anything for you. You have severely buried me in the sand. I wish i know what I did wrong to you. Now I can't even face him after what you have told him.Damn! What I really need now is a brown paper bag to cover my whole entire head. I can never see him again ever after what you did to me. I know he said its ok, forget about the whole issues, but the damage has been done. There we were, just standing with the crowd,we were the closest of friends laughing so loud.And as time went on, I started trusting you more and more. I told you things that I hadn't told anyone before. I opened up to you, I gave you my heart and you have the heart to turn around and tear it apart.And you think I don't know what you are saying brhind my back? but you really want me to be happy, you must pay the price.I realized that you're the one who ruined my life and continue make it worst.How can you be heartless? How coulllllllld you?????
This song is how i once felt for the man i thought was my soul mate gives me tingles every time i listen to it.........A cry of correct pain, but you can be understood and to accept. Especially if something beautiful is found. It doesn't need to escape, it doesn't serve, it, doesn't help..... " Sometimes I wish I never met you, So I could say goodbye to all my pain. We've had a good relationship,Why would you want to turn it around?I sit up at night and always cry,Wondering where you are wishing you were holding me tight.And when you lied to me and I forgave,I trusted and I believed in you. Then one day, it happened again.How could you hurt me so?I love you so much it hurts Sometimes,Wishing I could go back.Back to the day that we first met,To skip my regret.I'm sorry for all that I've done,but two wrongs don't make a right. I wish we could start over,to do things right this time.Maybe then I won't wonder all the time,How could you hurt me so?Dear God! Why does it hurt so bad. Why do I have to have this feelings for you when you know from the very beginning you are gonna hurt me? Why did you have to tell me you love and and miss me all the time. You kept on lying to me. Meeting you soon will be my last goodbye to you. Thank you for all the time you gave me.
This was the song I listened to every time I was going for my flight. Those days, there wasn't anything like I POD or MP3. So every time on the way to the airport I would put on my Walkman (yes the one with the cassette not CD) I would put it on a repeat mode. I would listen to it again and again... Yesterday while driving, I found an old CD and this song was in that CD. Teringat during those days. I miss those flying days and when mom was around..euuuwww! Gosh i miss it soooo much. So here is the song that really brings back memories..
In all the world there is nobody, nobody like You. Since the beginning of time there has never been another person like you. Nobody has your smile, your eyes, your hands, your hair. Nobody owns your handwriting, your voice. You're Special. Nobody can paint your brushstrokes. Nobody has your taste for food or music or dance or art. Nobody in the universe sees things as you do. In all of time there has never been anyone who laughs exactly in your way and what makes you laugh or cry or think, may have a totally different response in another - so - you're Special. You're different from any other person who has ever lived in the history of the Universe. You are the only one in the whole of creation who has your particular set of abilities. There is always someone who is better at one thing or another - every person will be your superior in one particular way, but no one person anywhere can reach the quality of the combination of your gifts, your talents, your feelings, your thoughts. Like a room full of musical instruments, some might excel in one way or another, but nobody can match the symphonic sound when all are played together - Your Symphony! Through all eternity no one will ever walk, talk, think or do exactly like you. You're Special! You're rare and in all rarity there is enormous value and because of your great value, the need for you to imitate anyone else is absolutely unnecessary. You're Special and it is no accident that you are. Please realise that God made you for a special purpose. He has a job for you to do that nobody else can do as well as you can. Out of the billions of applicants, only one is qualified. Only one has the unique and right combination of what it takes and that one is YOU.
The video below, I would like to dedicate it to a special person, who was there when i needed a shoulder to cry on. I hope you know who u are. Thank you for being there for me. YOU'RE SPECIAL
I'm writing this and leaving it where you'll find it. It's not that I wouldn't like you to know who your secret admirer is, it's just that I'm really, really shy. I'm also afraid that if I tell you who I am, you'll reject me or laugh at me. So for now, I'd just like to admire you from afar. Admiring you isn't hard to do. You're the most attractive man I know and no one in this planet earth can hold a candle to you. You're the bright spot in my day, Mr @#*&. I think I could almost say that I love you. Yes! I will say it. But I'm still not brave enough to tell you. Maybe, after I've worked up the courage, I'll ask you out for a drink or a meal. We could meet at Mamak Stall and get to know each other over a long, leisurely dinner. Maybe if we were sitting across the table from each other, I wouldn't be so shy and would be able to tell you how I feel. And you could tell me all about your life -- your hopes, your dreams, your goals. If we could meet, I'd be able to tell you all the things I love about you. I love the way you talk & joke even when other people don't laugh. I love the way the light shines on your brown hair and the way your clothes are always so funky. You're perfect and I'd love to be the lucky gal who wins your love. If only I had the courage to tell you how I feel. Until then, I'll just have to stay, Your Secret Admirer
Advice for guys. When she acts shy - Say I Love You. When she runs from you - Chase her. When she puts her face near yours - Kiss her.. When she kicks and punches you - Hold her tight.
When she is silent - She's thinking of how to say I love you. When she ignores you - She wants all you attention. When she pulls away - Grab her by the waist and never let go. When you see her at her worst - Tell her she's Beautiful.
When she screams at you - Tell you love her; But you have to mean it. When you see her walking - Sneak up behind her and grab her by the waist. When she's scared - Hold her and tell her everything will be okay cause she's with you.
When she looks like something is the matter - Kiss her and tell her not to worry. When she holds your hand - Play with her fingers. When she says she's cold - Move closer When she walks away and looks in the distance - Walk up beside her and talk to her.
When she flirts with you - never turn her down or ignore her. when its just you and her in the room - Ask her to stay a little longer. Compliments, Compliments, Compliments! Girls -
Today finally took my best friend Nini to the hospital.Fetch her, Asmah and Nini's 2 kids(Daryl & Juria)at around 3.30pm. Reached the hospital at around 4pm. As we reached there,during the registration, the lady at the counter told us that the system was down and that we may have to wait for about 4-5 hours before our turn. Nini was in so much pain, and I have some cash but I don't think it was enough for us to go to private hospital. At around 4.30pm, her name was called. Thought..wow that was fast. They called her in just to take her weight, blood pressure and heart beat. continue waiting. While waiting as usual me became the clown just to entertain Nini (lol..though she can't laugh coz it will hurt her more)and especially Nini's 2 kids, Daryl and Juria. Looking at the time..it was already 6pm. 2 hours have gone by and yet Nini's name was not called. What took them so long? The answer was "Oh the system was down since morning". I can see in Nini's face that she was in pain and i know the pain was unbearable. I kept on joking about every each patient that passed by. Just so that she can forget the pain. Guess it didn't work. Hours passed by, my tummy was playing drum and God knows the song that was playing in my tummy sound something like this.." Im hungry..Im hungry..I need fooooooodddd"..LOL! Took Juria and Daryl with me to the cafeteria to get some food for ourselves. Was telling myself, I need cigarette but there wasn't any shop that sells ciggi. Managed to cheer up the kids though..even though I'm such a lousy clown, I must say. At 10.30pm (that was like what? 5 hours of waiting patiently) Nini was in so much pain that she couldn't sit nor stand. I decided to go into the Consultation ward to find out what took them sooooo long? This is where the nightmare begin. Me standing there holding Nini who at that time couldn't stand the pain anymore. she could not stand up that I had to hold on to her body.Asked the nurse in a nice tone " Excuse me Nurse..how long more do we need to wait?" her reply was " Can you please wait as we don't have the blood test result". And then I asked them " Can I at least put my friend on a bed as she cant stand nor sit down". None of the doctors or the nurse entertained my request. That really pissed me off. And my stupid ex husband had to call at that time..as usual he loves to order me around and that was it! The situation became so intense that I blew my top. My first answer was to my ex hubby when he asked me "When Are you coming back? Have you bought ridhwan this and that" So my reply was " I don't know because the FUCKING DOCTORS and Nurses here doesn't seem to care if the patient live or die" and I hang up the phone. When the nurses and the doctors acted as if we were invisible, that's when I shouted at them. One of the doctor finally told me "Why don't u lay her down on one of the bed. I took Nini to one of the bed when suddenly the Staff Nurse had to shout and said "Please use the other bed as that one is meant for ECG room. Wo! that was it. I had it. I shouted at her from where I was standing." Hello! would you treat your f*#king parents the way you treat your patient?..I don't give a shit as she is in so much pain" Finally one young handsome doctor came. He gently asked me to put NIni on the other bed and he will do the checking on her. I guess he saw me blowing my top at the nurses and the other dactor...he was so gentle. While he was doing the checking, here came the security guard telling me in a rude way.."Please only one person can wait with the patient, the rest has to wait outside" woopppss..wrong timing. I just turned my head to him and told him off. He was speechless. He just didn't dare to say anything and left us there. Finally we were attended by Doctor Osama.(Kinda cute, expatriate from middle east I reckon- yummy yummy) Finally, Nini were move to an observation ward and I finally left her for the night(the time showed 12.30am) Oh no my report and proposals..!I have not finished them yet. I'm so gonna be dead. Oh what the heck! Im just gonna let it be... Now the time show's 2.06am. Im too tired..better hit the sack. I will continue this journal tomorrow
Dear Paul, I want to say you are my very special friend and it take a very special person to be as good friend as you.You let me be myself even if that means putting up with my moods,habits and silly quirks.You're there for me if I need to share my problems, if I want to share a laugh and you can sense when i need to be alone. We agree on so many things and even when we don't, you always make an effort to see my side. Thanks for being that special person you are......I feel lucky to have a good friend like you. So to Paul, u deserve a special place in my heart. And someday I know we will definitely meet in person. Luv you always Paul.
I love how people abuse the word friendship. Since I was in high school, the word meant anyone who you talked to and/or had your phone number. In other words, your clique. Friendship is more than just mere acquaintance and casual phone conversations. What I eventually found out is that is just talk. That's just what it is. By the time I reached contact. I lost contact with all those people. Most of would only have you back long enough to get what they needed and being that I was smart a lot of times that was the case with me. It got to the point where I didn't want to socialize, date, or hangout. I learned to figuratively hate every one I came in contact with. Meaning that in order even be considered an acquaintance you had to gain my trust (I'm still this way today). It's not that I consider everyone to be suspect, it's that I consider and value myself as a human being. There may actually be some nice people I pass up because we may not mesh. Yes, compatibility in friendship I said it. This doesn't mean that you like, admire, and adore the same. Wouldn't that be nice, but it's more you being the ying to his or her yang. At this age, I have met friends that are very close to me and that I considered them as my bestfriend and I truly love them like my very own brothers and my sisters. They have been there for me in times of trouble. Its not the financial support that I was seeking but the moral support they always endured when needed them.That was more than what money can buy. These are the friends that I considered and love like my very own brothers and sisters.
Have you ever had a crush on someone you know you could never be with? Someone with a girlfriend or boyfriend? Someone who is moving a thousand miles away? Someone who lives a thousand miles away? Someone who is straight? This is the story of my life, I always fall for the wrong person, someone I could never be with. And I hated it. It has lead me into my sad and pathetic life of only having one boyfriend, at the age of 12, which doesn’t count for much. I don’t know what this all means, am I repulsive? Do I have a funny smell? Or am I always just at the wrong place at the wrong time? I’m not too sure. Maybe one day I will figure this, and other things out. Having him as a crush is super amazing. It’s turned me into a happier person, and yet a sad person, knowing that I could never have him, and the fact that he doesn’t even know I like him. Maybe one day I will tell him, but it won’t matter anyways, there’s nothing to be done. For now, all I can do is welcome these feelings for him, until eventually they pass. For now, he is my imaginary lover.He always makes me feel better, whenever I talk to him, I feel happy, my heart pounds faster, and I smile sillily to myself. i wish, that it would be possible that he could like me too, but i don't ever see it happening,i wish life had a fairytale ending hahaha... but it never works out that way for me, believe me, it hasn't yet, and for some time i don't think it will lol...but I'm still going to tell him one day hahaha... just because i want him to know... i dunno why, but i do. I created a fantasy guy/boyfriend for myself but it went way beyond just using him as a filler for when my heart was broken. After a while I really started to think that I loved this person and that he might actually exist somewhere in the world and that we were communicating through telekinesis or something (hahaha, it is really stupid that I think on it)I actually think about him though, on a daily basis actually. It's as if he's become a permanent part of my conscious`. But the point is, I got over my obsession, believing he was out there somewhere, and fantasizing about this character did not affect me in an unhealthy way. In fact, he helped me relieve a bunch of stress.
Hmmm...whats' my imaginary boyfriend's name? I dunno cause I simply call him "baby" or "sweetheart". Ahaks ahaks ahaks. Here is the picture of my imaginary boyfriend
Imaginary lovers Never turn you down When all the others turn you away They're around It's my private pleasure Midnight fantasy Someone to share my Wildest dreams with me Imaginary lover you're mine anytime Imaginary lovers, oh yeah
When ordinary lovers Don't feel what you feel And real-life situations lose their thrill Imagination's unreal Imaginary lover, imaginary lover You're mine anytime
Imaginary lovers never disagree They always care They're always there when You need satisfaction guaranteed Imaginary lover, imaginary lover You're mine all the time My imaginary lover You're mine anytime
Sharing life activities and personal information creates intimacy and emotional connection. Over time, caring grows and your emotional investment in the other deepens, even when all is not "rosy" and pleasurable. We love because we find our emotional match in the other person, that which makes us feel more whole. We have found a "soul mate" and gradually become more and more emotionally and spiritually connected to the other person. Mary and John's story is familiar.
"I hate you -- get out of my life!" she said when he finally arrived. She was furious about his coming home two hours late to a cold dinner on the table. The candles had burned out, and she ate alone. This was not the first time he stood her up. You'd think she would learn! (You'd think he would learn!) She loved him so much she was enraged, and told him she wanted a divorce and for him to leave and never come back! Obviously to John, Mary no longer loved him, so he left, hurt and upset, and spent the night elsewhere. Mary was even more hurt from his staying away all night. Of course, she loved him very much. She understood that. But how could she love him and hate him at the same time? She wondered, and he wondered, and with no clear answer they drifted apart. She didn't understand that love is more than a feeling of pleasure. Love is also an emotional investment. Mary's anger meant that John was very important to her. Otherwise she wouldn't care at all. Anger is an inevitable feeling in any relationship . . . but you have to know how to use the energy to turn upsets into opportunities. The truth is, many people are confused about how to have a close relationship that works. . . . . . .and no wonder. . . There are thousands of families out there that model for their kids how not to be loving with their husband or wife. They may want to know the "Secret of loving relationships ". . . but all they can do is the best they learned from their own parents about how to get along with others. . . . Love gives meaning to our lives – as do friendship, or art or faith in God. These are factors of true happiness, of inner peace, of feelings of harmony, allowing meaning to our existence. But there is the other side. There is the cruelty of life, the pain, the evil, not to talk of death. They are the hidden tigers, ambushed and ready to attack the imprudent, to use an image present in the Buddhist Scriptures. Is between these pendulums - the positive, the one that gives happiness and meaning, and the negative - that our lives are lived. And when we meditate about all that, we arrive at a diverse and disagreeing set of thoughts about the meaning and purpose of life. At our mother breast, we tasted not only milk but also love – just enough love to know that it was the only thing that could ever satisfy us and that we will miss it forever. What is the purpose of life? I believe that the purpose of life is to be happy. From the moment of birth, every human being wants happiness and does not want to suffer. From the very core of our being we simply desire contentment.
End of March will my birthday but that is also the day I am gonna lose the guy that for the first time in my life I know the meaning of FALLING IN LOVE.I have never fall in love before until I met him but unfortunately he too will be leaving me soon. Never thought this day will come.At times i feel like relationship is never meant for me. He is leaving for his country soon and this time will be for good.I am trying my best not to feel sad whenever I think about it. But only Allah knows. They said it will take you 10 days for a person to be sad after a relationship ends. I woke up one morning with the realization that he had left me. In a mental sense, having nothing to do with the reality of the situation. He had been the object to which my thoughts inevitably turn...in class, at work, in bed before I manage to fall asleep and as soon as I wake up in the morning. I would think of his kiss, his touch, the things he said that brought me happiness, the things he said that tore me apart. He was a space, an entity, a force like gravity in my mind and heart, and he never even knew he was there to begin with. But I woke up one morning, and he had left. Not gradually, the way that he took up residence within me, but all of a sudden. I went to reach for him, and instead of the memory of soft lips, I feel only a dull ache, like that of an old injury on a damp day. Part of me wants to rebel, fight against this...anything is better than this strange emptiness, even recalling careless words and actions that hurt me more than anything, ever. The memories are still there, if I concentrate I can pull them out, but it's not the same. He is an empty space in a broken heart. And yet this is a good thing. This is what they mean when they say "This too shall pass." This is getting over you.
It all started with a simple bet that was a kissing bet with MAM. All my life, I have never surrendered to a bet and I will always make sure that by hook or by crook I win the bet. Never have I lost any. From the kissing bet, it went to " I can bet u that I can do something that u cannot do" And when I asked MAM what sort of a bet that he can do and I can't? MAM replied me that he can sleep with any of the girls from Facebook, Tagged and Friendster and he bet I can never do that.DAMN it!That's the bet I have always been afraid of. So far, this is the first time I got into this bet. And I told him yes that is one bet should anyone ever bet with me, I will say "I LOST". At that time,deep down in my heart,I told myself that I have to find a way that he doesn't win the bet and I will not lose the bet. I told myself I can't lose a bet. Not this time. So I twisted the bet back to MAM. I told him I bet he was lying and MAM started telling me that he has done it with dozens of girls. Deep in my heart, I was soooo afraid of losing, so I told him that he was definitely lying about him doing this thing that we bet on. Now I'm in deep shit because the girl I'm suppose to introduce to him for him to prove me that he has done and willing to do it again is : 1. She is still in Kota Kinabalu 2. She is a girl who took 2 of my boyfriends in the past. 3. I don't have the heart to go on with this kind of the bet with someone that I'm close with and love. MAM is one of my close buddy and I love all my close buddies.
Now he insisted that i get a date with this girl for him to prove me wrong. I feel shitty now and i mean really shitty. Somehow or rather I have to get Rufina for MAM as he insisted that i get the date for him. I will try my best to arrange for the date and then after that I will just disappear myself. This whole thing is a stupid bet and I will not bet ever again
I've gone through so much. I was raped for 5 years when i was 7 years old till I was 12years old and and life wasn't easy for me until lately, I'm beginning to see things are changing to be on my side now after 38 years... Because of all the things i went through and still standing tall, my best friend Mark always call me The Brave One. After watching the movie I know why he dedicated that name to me "The Brave One" and I kinda like it because by remembering the name given to me by Mark, I will always remember that I can face anything.Thank you Mark and I really love this song from the movie The Brave One called "Answer"
I will be the answer At the end of the line I will be there for you While you take the time In the burning of uncertainty I will be your solid ground I will hold the balance If you can't look down
If it takes my whole life I won't break, I won't bend It will all be worth it Worth it in the end ‘Cause I can only tell you what I know That I need you in my life And when the stars have all gone out You'll still be burning so bright
Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind Take me to a A place so holy That I can wash this from my mind The memory of choosing not to fight
If it takes my whole life I won't break, I won't bend It will all be worth it Worth it in the end ‘Cause I can only tell you what I know That I need you in my life And when the stars have all burned out You'll still be burning so bright
Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind
Making someone feel loved can be achieved by the simplest of methods, but they must come at precisely the right time. Tell her you love her. 'OK,' you say to your self, 'that's sounds easy enough.' It is easy, really. But remember to tell her you love her not only while you are being happy together, but when you are being sad together too. Or best of all, when you aren't together, and you have no real reason to be thinking about her. A phonecall or an SMS or an email out of the blue, saying "I just wanted to tell you that I love you" is one of the simplest ways of making someone feel loved. Hold her hand in public. Holding hands can be really important. Not holding hands can make her feel as though you are embarrassed to be seen "with" her, or just as if you don't want to touch her. Be there for her when she needs you. This is the big one for me. Someone who can hold me while I cry, or listen to me when I need to talk about what is hurting me, or just... you know... be there, makes me feel more loved than anything else. Show an interest in her interests. Try reading a book she really likes. You might like it, too. Or ask her what her 'special place' is, and if she asks you, go there with her. Or ask to go along to her club or class some time. Or just listen to her talk about them. But don't pretend to be interested when you are not. Dishonesty sucks. Which brings me to: Tell the Truth. When she can trust you to tell her, when she asks, that you don't like her hair-cut, or you don't like her dress, or you didn't enjoy her book, or that yes, she looks tired, she will know she can trust you to be telling the truth when you tell her that when she smiles it makes your heart ache with happiness. Tell her she's beautiful Robert Heinlein said "Always tell her she's beautiful, especially when she isn't" and I agree, but would be glad if he's said "Tell her she's beautiful to you..." If she knows you see her as beautiful even when she's been digging in the garden, or changing a tyre, or crying her eyes out for an hour (when she knows in her own heart she isn't, in other words) she will feel loved. I've used "she", "her" and "hers" throughout this, but nothing in this would not apply to a man as well as to a woman.
It sucks. You're together, then you're not. Off he goes. He took your heart, threw it against the wall, stomped on it, wore it as a hat, chewed it up like a rabid dog gnawing on a policeman's leg, and spit it out. Then he walks up to you, hands it to you by holding it with his forefinger and thumb as if it were a dead rat, drops what's left of your heart into your palms, and then he walks off with some completely and utterly stupid walking prick who thinks, Oh I see he just did that to her but he won't possibly do it to me cuz with us it's different! Yeah. You keep tellin' yerself that, stupid girl.
The worst lost loves though, are the childhood crushes. The Charlie Brown "little red-haired girl" ones. The loves that were so lost you never had them in the first place. And then inevitably, ten, twenty, maybe forty years later you two run into each other and it's entirely awkward. What if he doesn't remember you? What if you've grown so senile you've forgotten him? Somehow you both get through the coyness and the shyness and learn that back then you both did have a thing for each other and gee why didn't ya ever do anything about it? Neither of you know, really. You think back and come up with excuses, but it doesn't matter. It's too late. Lost opportunity. Lost chances. Lost love.
Well it's not too late, is it? You're both here now. You're two mature adults. So maybe you manage to get a hotel room or do the your place or mine? thing. Then you get it on and the result is almost always anticlimactic, cuz a person can never outperform the fantasy that the other person invented ten, twenty or even forty years ago. It's like Howard the Duck trying to fly faster than Superman.
Or worse, one of you is taken. In the interum of the decades of lost loveness, one of you got tired of waiting, and settled for someone who wasn't as good as the fantasy of the lost lover, but was (and this is important) THERE WHEN IT GOT COLD. So there's now this other person in the picture who wasn't there 20 or 30 years ago and if he got involved, gee whiz this might get complicated. So you begin contemplating all the damned if you do damned if you don't scenarios. And ultimately you realize what I've told you from the beginning: that LOST LOVE REALLY SUCK.
...I wouldn't change a nanosecond though. Nope. Not a breath. Uhm... I mean you shouldn't, IF this ever happens to you... *ahem*
On New Year's Eve, I wanted to be alone.All by myself and pondering on what I have achieve all this while the last emmm..what shall i say? NOT decades..that makes it sound like I'm too old. I'm forever gonna be stuck at 25.Lol! Anyway, I feel 2009 onwards, insya Allah, my life will be a better one. I can feel it actually and all because Allah has bless me with a wonderful moments in my life and i will treasure every moment till the time for me to go home to Him.
If it takes my whole life I won't break, I won't bend It will all be worth it Worth it in the end ‘Cause I can only tell you what I know That I need you in my life And when the stars have all gone out You'll still be burning so bright
Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind Take me to a A place so holy That I can wash this from my mind The memory of choosing not to fight Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind
Yesterday I went to see Nini at her place and I found out she was not well. At first I felt a bit sad because I weren't told about this when the other best friend of ours knew about it. But I told myself..No I'm NOT gonna be sad about this. Probably because I weren't around that much but Asmah was there more then I were for Nini. What's most important is for me to find ways to help her. That's what most important than feeling bad about me not being told about her situation. Deep in my heart I was praying to Allah, please please please take away her sickness. Please don't let her be sick cause she is my best friend. If You, my dear Allah has to give me the pain in order for Nini not too suffer, please pass it to me. I'm ever willing to carry the pain for her. I really want to see that happy face and that joy on her face..just like before. Dear Allah, she is a friend I never had before. I will do anything for her. I'm putting my humble self on my knee, praying to you..please please take away her pain and sickness.
To Nini, I know someday I will not be around anymore. Should something happen to me, I just want you know that I truly love you. I might not be around you as much as Asmah is, but that doesn't mean I care for you less. And when one day the time comes for me to go home To Allah, I just want you to remember me this way. I have a perfect song to dedicate to you and i want you to remember me this way always.
This video isn't for entertainment, its purpose is to make people aware of how real child abuse is. Child abuse is too serious to be sugarcoated.
Being the victim of sexual abuse child myself, I would like to share some of the videos on CHILD ABUSE hoping someday and I mean just someday, these mean people will get a harsher penalty/punishment for their wrong doing towards the innocent children. You have left a very deep scar in our life and it's horrifying to realize just how common these occurrences are. Most of the time it never gets reported, people look the other way. But the child being abused carries their fears and feelings on into adulthood. They constantly feel the need to look over their shoulders and have a hard time trusting the most trustworthy of people. Abuse doesn't have to be physical either - mental abuse can be just as damaging. It's really quite sickening that people would do these things to innocent children - and infants who can't even speak or fight back. It's estimated that 3 children die every day from abuse and neglect. That's 3 more than there should be. Nowadays people are becoming more and more desensitized into thinking it's normal, or just plain ignoring the issue. It's easy to turn the news to Disney and MTV and forget things like this even exist. It's easy to block out if you've never been through it. This is a serious problem in today's society. It's not normal. Not one bit. **For The Children**
For all the children who've lost their innocence... Because of unthinkable cruelty and ignorance.
For all the little ones who cannot sleep... Because of the horrible secrets they have to keep.
For all the ones who find it hard to eat... When their angel face has been broken and beat.
For the tears that fall steadily when nobody sees... And the child in the corner hugging her knees.
For the infants who are beaten before they can talk. For the babies who know pain before they can walk.
For all the smiles that have been stolen away... For all the children who are afraid to play.
For the adults who carry around their childhood bruises... And the many abusers with their heartless excuses.
For anyone who acts out to suppress the grief. For the ones who damage themselves to find relief.
For the ones who only want love and receive hate. For the ones who suffer when the hour is late.
For every punch, bite, or burn... And everytime a child "has to learn..."
For the sparkle of hope in a child's bruised eye... When he looks up at the sky and feels he can fly.
For every hour, for every lie... For every heartfelt plead or cry...
For all the blind eyes that pass them by... For every young heart that has to die...
I pray for the pain to be forever a forgotten nightmare. I pray that every child can be safe, and without a care. I hope you find courage through everything life brings you... And I mourn those who've died before the world even knew.
There is no amount that can add up to what these lives are worth... May God condemn the ones who injure his angels on Earth.
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