| You Should Be a Film Writer |
You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling. And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen! |
Thursday, August 24, 2006
What Type of Writer Should I Be
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Saturday, August 19, 2006
If it feels right, it probably is.
i got contacts today. they feel really werid. everyone says ill get used to it but im not so sure.
I live for the moments that I'll always remember With the friends, I'll never forget, so kate n i saw step up last nite. you really can see erin perfectly like 3 times.
i love her.
fyi, my fav jellybellly flavors are now mashmellow and cream soda.
I live for the moments that I'll always remember With the friends, I'll never forget, so kate n i saw step up last nite. you really can see erin perfectly like 3 times.
i love her.
fyi, my fav jellybellly flavors are now mashmellow and cream soda.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Sometimes I just dont understand
i miss some of the people i used to hang out with or rather, the people who i always wanted to hang out with...but they never wanted to hang out with me. fyi, they still dont.i mean i wish i wasnt so confused becaue id like to think that im missunderstanding the fact that im consistantly excluded, or maybe its really me not them... but i feel like they are sending me mixed signals ; and i don't like the confusion it brings. i'd rather have the honest truth...even if it hurts . . . because then i wouldn't waste my time depending on false hope to keep hanging on.
for once in my life, i want them to take a chance with me so i can show them that i really am worth it....oh well. onward with my quest to find what makes them hate me... and i just pray that eventually all the pieces will fall into place. until then i just have to laugh at my confusion. live for the moments i do have with them & just try to remember that everything happends for a reason.
"those look like some de-lish-ous grapes....not. look, that ones a rasin." ~Tyler like 5 mins ago while looking at the werid grapes in my fridge
^^ that was alot funnier while he said it...^^
Heads Carolina, Tails California.
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where ever don't matter, long as we're goin.
Somewhere together, I've got a quarter.
Heads Carolina, Tails California
she cries herself to sleep at night & no one's there to dry her eyes
for once in my life, i want them to take a chance with me so i can show them that i really am worth it....oh well. onward with my quest to find what makes them hate me... and i just pray that eventually all the pieces will fall into place. until then i just have to laugh at my confusion. live for the moments i do have with them & just try to remember that everything happends for a reason.
"those look like some de-lish-ous grapes....not. look, that ones a rasin." ~Tyler like 5 mins ago while looking at the werid grapes in my fridge
^^ that was alot funnier while he said it...^^
Heads Carolina, Tails California.
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where ever don't matter, long as we're goin.
Somewhere together, I've got a quarter.
Heads Carolina, Tails California
she cries herself to sleep at night & no one's there to dry her eyes
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Entrance Exam
A Christian, a Muslim and a Buddhist die and arrive at the Gate of Heaven. An angel (or deva) stops them and asks, "Why do you come here? Can you tell me the reasons why you are allowed to enter Heaven?"
The Christian replies, "My ancestors disobeyed God, and I sinned all my life: I killed, I lied, I cheated my wife and I was greedy. However, Jesus died for me and all my sins are forgiven. So I deserve to enter Heaven."
"OK," replies the Angel. "Sounds good, but I must give you an entrance examination before you can enter." The Christian promptly agrees and the Angel asks him: "How do you spell God?" It is an easy question, and the Christian passes through the Gate.
Next came the Muslim, who says, "I did not do any especially good or evil things during my life but I was very devout. I prayed to God five times a day. So, I too should enter Heaven." The Angel replies, "It sounds OK to me, but I have to give you a test also. How do you spell Allah?" The Muslim passes the test and enters Heaven.
Finally, it is the Buddhist's turn. He tells the Angel, "I've done all the good things in my life and I followed Buddha's five precepts: I never killed, I donated to charities, I meditated every day, and I never cheated my boss nor my customers." The Angel replies, "That is very good, but there are no exceptions. You must pass the entrance test also in order to get in." Thinking that the test should be simple, the Buddhist happily agrees.
The Angel then asks him: "How do you spell Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva?"
The Christian replies, "My ancestors disobeyed God, and I sinned all my life: I killed, I lied, I cheated my wife and I was greedy. However, Jesus died for me and all my sins are forgiven. So I deserve to enter Heaven."
"OK," replies the Angel. "Sounds good, but I must give you an entrance examination before you can enter." The Christian promptly agrees and the Angel asks him: "How do you spell God?" It is an easy question, and the Christian passes through the Gate.
Next came the Muslim, who says, "I did not do any especially good or evil things during my life but I was very devout. I prayed to God five times a day. So, I too should enter Heaven." The Angel replies, "It sounds OK to me, but I have to give you a test also. How do you spell Allah?" The Muslim passes the test and enters Heaven.
Finally, it is the Buddhist's turn. He tells the Angel, "I've done all the good things in my life and I followed Buddha's five precepts: I never killed, I donated to charities, I meditated every day, and I never cheated my boss nor my customers." The Angel replies, "That is very good, but there are no exceptions. You must pass the entrance test also in order to get in." Thinking that the test should be simple, the Buddhist happily agrees.
The Angel then asks him: "How do you spell Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva?"
Monday, August 14, 2006
Yes, I may just be crazy. But no, i dont really care.
so i just wanted to let you know that you have something so many guys don't. You have a girl who is standing in front of you telling you that wherever she goes your always on her mind and in her heart... she finds that without you she wouldn't be nearly as happy... and that life just wouldn't compare to how it is now. Not many guys have that. and i dunno... those memories didnt fade did they? so maybe someday we can be more than friends, maybe someday love will find us, or rather, maybe it will finally find you.
and although you may not know it yet, and you know what? maybe you'll never even think about it... but I'm special. You're gonna meet a lot of girls throughout your life, and a lot of them will be special to you... But I'm telling you right now, you'll never find another me.
Life for you, has been less than kind, so take a number and stand in line. We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt, but how we survive, is what makes us who we are. and frankly baby, i like what its made you.
love always and forever,
me
and although you may not know it yet, and you know what? maybe you'll never even think about it... but I'm special. You're gonna meet a lot of girls throughout your life, and a lot of them will be special to you... But I'm telling you right now, you'll never find another me.
Life for you, has been less than kind, so take a number and stand in line. We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt, but how we survive, is what makes us who we are. and frankly baby, i like what its made you.
love always and forever,
me
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Sunday, July 16, 2006
sometimes the hardest things to let go of are the things you never really had.
some people care a little too much,
i think it's called LOVE ;
-- winnie the pooh
<3
<3
how come everything always makes sense;; until I see him again... untill i remember that he & I could make the whole world jealous...
not that i want to.
<3
& its really all my fault... I've made myself the fool thats falling for him. i mean really, all the drama, lies, heartbreak, & tears & these are the best years of our lives? i know it sounds melodramatic but i am dramatic and the only advice anyone ever gives me is "be strong"...I don't WANT to be that strong;; if it means being alone. no one ever tells me its ok to cry.
then again, is it really my fault you've got the arms i wanna be wrapped in,
the eyes i want to lose myself in, & the voice i could listen to for hours?
<3
i wish i knew exactly what to do. i wish... i wish i could lose this alter ego i have adopted. the "me" everyone thinks they know... but i cant help thinking it's better to laugh about nothing than to cry about everything. right?
and if you were actually to read this, which i know you wont so its ok, but if you were, and i could tell you one thing, I would scream: please don't leave me here tonight...I need you now, I need you in my life.
but i would never tell you that because, well, because it gets hard to trust anyone when everyone you ever opened your heart up to lets you down. and ben always said, "if you can't handle my worst, then you don't deserve my best." then again, look what happened to ben. and the sad part is he died without me knowing weather or not i will see him again with our heavenly father, and i can only blame myself for that. i was too selfish to think about...i was too young to realize that im not invincible. but he wasnt. wasnt too young or too week. he could do anything...or so he thought. and i never belived his brother when he told me. it all sounded like a sick joke...but the minutes passed...hours...days, and i got the notice for the funeral. and i didnt go. didnt have the heart. well i didnt have the time, money, or abillity, but mostly i didnt have the heart. i know ben would have forgiven me for abandoning him and im sure god has forgiven me but i know for sure i will never be able to forgive myself. and if you sat here and read this im sorry. sorry you had to hear me lament and cry but ive never put it all out there like this before and i dunno there was just something telling me i might feel better if i did. granted i dont feel better right now, and i dont think i ever will be able to feel as i once did, but...but...i judt dont know anymore. im just so sorry.
i think it's called LOVE ;
-- winnie the pooh
<3
<3
how come everything always makes sense;; until I see him again... untill i remember that he & I could make the whole world jealous...
not that i want to.
<3
& its really all my fault... I've made myself the fool thats falling for him. i mean really, all the drama, lies, heartbreak, & tears & these are the best years of our lives? i know it sounds melodramatic but i am dramatic and the only advice anyone ever gives me is "be strong"...I don't WANT to be that strong;; if it means being alone. no one ever tells me its ok to cry.
then again, is it really my fault you've got the arms i wanna be wrapped in,
the eyes i want to lose myself in, & the voice i could listen to for hours?
<3
i wish i knew exactly what to do. i wish... i wish i could lose this alter ego i have adopted. the "me" everyone thinks they know... but i cant help thinking it's better to laugh about nothing than to cry about everything. right?
and if you were actually to read this, which i know you wont so its ok, but if you were, and i could tell you one thing, I would scream: please don't leave me here tonight...I need you now, I need you in my life.
but i would never tell you that because, well, because it gets hard to trust anyone when everyone you ever opened your heart up to lets you down. and ben always said, "if you can't handle my worst, then you don't deserve my best." then again, look what happened to ben. and the sad part is he died without me knowing weather or not i will see him again with our heavenly father, and i can only blame myself for that. i was too selfish to think about...i was too young to realize that im not invincible. but he wasnt. wasnt too young or too week. he could do anything...or so he thought. and i never belived his brother when he told me. it all sounded like a sick joke...but the minutes passed...hours...days, and i got the notice for the funeral. and i didnt go. didnt have the heart. well i didnt have the time, money, or abillity, but mostly i didnt have the heart. i know ben would have forgiven me for abandoning him and im sure god has forgiven me but i know for sure i will never be able to forgive myself. and if you sat here and read this im sorry. sorry you had to hear me lament and cry but ive never put it all out there like this before and i dunno there was just something telling me i might feel better if i did. granted i dont feel better right now, and i dont think i ever will be able to feel as i once did, but...but...i judt dont know anymore. im just so sorry.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
funnes
| You Are Right Brained In Love |
Peacemaker, first to end a fight Good at thinking up creative dates Tend to fall in love and get hurt easily Going with your gut instead of your head Emphathetic and caring, sometimes to a fault Good at recognizing patterns in relationships Been in love many times, perhaps too many to count Wildly passionate and intense when falling in love Spontaneous with relationships, going with the flow Overly visual - can play back past dates like movies in your mind Roses, love poems, and stuffed animals are a good start to winning your heart |
You Are Miss Piggy |
A total princess and diva, you're totally in charge - even if people don't know it. You want to be loved, adored, and worshiped. And you won't settle for anything less. You're going to be a total star, and you won't let any of the "little people" get in your way. Just remember, piggy, never eat more than you can lift! |
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
The Million Dollar Question for God
A poor man walking in the forest feels close enough to God to ask, "God, what is a million years to you?"
God replies, "My son, a million years to you is like a second to me."
The man asks, "God, what is a million dollars to you?"God replies, "My son, a million dollars to you is less than a penny to me. It means almost nothing to me."
The man asks, "So God, can I have a million dollars?"
And God replies, "In a second."
God replies, "My son, a million years to you is like a second to me."
The man asks, "God, what is a million dollars to you?"God replies, "My son, a million dollars to you is less than a penny to me. It means almost nothing to me."
The man asks, "So God, can I have a million dollars?"
And God replies, "In a second."
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Do me a favor...
Talk to me in movie theatres so i wont be as scared.
hold my hand if we ever take a walk and its dark out.
tell me that i look pretty....even when i dont.
Look me in the eye when u talk to me.
Tell me stupid jokes.
Let me mess with ur hair.
Accpet the fact that i suck at dodgeball.
Tickle me Even if i say stop.
When i start getting madat u,tell me u love me.
Let me fall asleep in ur arms.
only Tease me...if you let me tease u back.
Stay up w. me all night when im sick.
Watch my favorite movie....untill you can quite it with me.
Write me letters....just to let me know you are thinking about me.
If i ask u 2 go 2 a show with me,go.
Let me wear ur clothes.
When im sad,hang out with me.
Let me take all the photos of u i wants.
And if u fall in love with me, tell me.
i know it sounds like alot to ask,
but if you do it for me, ill do it for you.
hold my hand if we ever take a walk and its dark out.
tell me that i look pretty....even when i dont.
Look me in the eye when u talk to me.
Tell me stupid jokes.
Let me mess with ur hair.
Accpet the fact that i suck at dodgeball.
Tickle me Even if i say stop.
When i start getting madat u,tell me u love me.
Let me fall asleep in ur arms.
only Tease me...if you let me tease u back.
Stay up w. me all night when im sick.
Watch my favorite movie....untill you can quite it with me.
Write me letters....just to let me know you are thinking about me.
If i ask u 2 go 2 a show with me,go.
Let me wear ur clothes.
When im sad,hang out with me.
Let me take all the photos of u i wants.
And if u fall in love with me, tell me.
i know it sounds like alot to ask,
but if you do it for me, ill do it for you.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
it certainly wasnt anything he said-
-he would have clearly remembered a brakthru in this case. He would have marked it on a post it note, left it on his claendar. But theres no record from last week in his datebook, nothing at all.
Theres just the time of their last meeting, and recorded beneath it, at 11:00am, the name of little Faith White.
Theres just the time of their last meeting, and recorded beneath it, at 11:00am, the name of little Faith White.
a bunny story
A Bunny Story
Once upon a time there was a man who was peacefully driving down a windy road. Suddenly, a bunny skipped across the road and the man couldn't stop. He hit the bunny head on. The man quickly jumped out of his car to check the scene. There, lying lifeless in the middle of the road, was the Easter Bunny.
The man cried out, "Oh no! I have committed a terrible crime! I have run over the Easter Bunny!"
The man started sobbing quite hard and then he heard another car approaching. It was a woman in a red convertible. The woman stopped and asked what the problem was.The man explained, "I have done something horribly sad. I have run over the Easter Bunny. Now there will be no one to deliver eggs on Easter, and it's all my fault."
The woman ran back to her car. A moment later, she came back carrying a spray bottle. She ran over to the motionless bunny and sprayed it. The bunny immediately sprang up, ran into the woods, stopped, and waved back at the man and woman. Then it ran another 10 feet, stopped, and waved. It then ran another 10 feet, stopped, and waved again. It did this over and over and over again until the man and the woman could no longer see the bunny.
Once out of sight, the man exclaimed, "What is that stuff in that bottle?"
The woman replied, "It's harespray. It revitalizes hare and adds permanent wave."
Once upon a time there was a man who was peacefully driving down a windy road. Suddenly, a bunny skipped across the road and the man couldn't stop. He hit the bunny head on. The man quickly jumped out of his car to check the scene. There, lying lifeless in the middle of the road, was the Easter Bunny.
The man cried out, "Oh no! I have committed a terrible crime! I have run over the Easter Bunny!"
The man started sobbing quite hard and then he heard another car approaching. It was a woman in a red convertible. The woman stopped and asked what the problem was.The man explained, "I have done something horribly sad. I have run over the Easter Bunny. Now there will be no one to deliver eggs on Easter, and it's all my fault."
The woman ran back to her car. A moment later, she came back carrying a spray bottle. She ran over to the motionless bunny and sprayed it. The bunny immediately sprang up, ran into the woods, stopped, and waved back at the man and woman. Then it ran another 10 feet, stopped, and waved. It then ran another 10 feet, stopped, and waved again. It did this over and over and over again until the man and the woman could no longer see the bunny.
Once out of sight, the man exclaimed, "What is that stuff in that bottle?"
The woman replied, "It's harespray. It revitalizes hare and adds permanent wave."
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
The Wonders of God
The Wonders of God
A boy was sitting on a park bench with one hand resting on an open Bible. He was loudly exclaiming his praise to God. "Hallelujah! Hallelujah! God is great!" he yelled without worrying whether anyone heard him or not.
Along came a man who had recently completed some studies at a local university. Feeling himself very enlightened in the ways of truth and very eager to show this enlightenment, he asked the boy about the source of his joy.
The boy replied with a bright laugh, "Don't you have any idea what God is able to do? I just read that God opened up the waves of the Red Sea and led the whole nation of Israel right through the middle."The enlightened man laughed lightly, sat down next to the boy, and began to try to open his eyes to the "realities" behind the miracles of the Bible. "That can all be very easily explained. Modern scholarship has shown that the Red Sea in that area was only 10-inches deep at that time. It was no problem for the Israelites to wade across."
The boy was stumped. His eyes wandered from the man back to the Bible lying open in his lap. The man, content that he had enlightened a poor, naive young person to the finer points of scientific insight, turned to go. Scarcely had he taken two steps when the boy began to rejoice and praise louder than before. The man turned to ask the reason for this resumed jubilation.
"Wow!" Exclaimed the boy happily, "God is greater than I thought! Not only did He lead the whole nation of Israel through the Red Sea, He topped it off by drowning the whole Egyptian army in 10 inches of water!"
A boy was sitting on a park bench with one hand resting on an open Bible. He was loudly exclaiming his praise to God. "Hallelujah! Hallelujah! God is great!" he yelled without worrying whether anyone heard him or not.
Along came a man who had recently completed some studies at a local university. Feeling himself very enlightened in the ways of truth and very eager to show this enlightenment, he asked the boy about the source of his joy.
The boy replied with a bright laugh, "Don't you have any idea what God is able to do? I just read that God opened up the waves of the Red Sea and led the whole nation of Israel right through the middle."The enlightened man laughed lightly, sat down next to the boy, and began to try to open his eyes to the "realities" behind the miracles of the Bible. "That can all be very easily explained. Modern scholarship has shown that the Red Sea in that area was only 10-inches deep at that time. It was no problem for the Israelites to wade across."
The boy was stumped. His eyes wandered from the man back to the Bible lying open in his lap. The man, content that he had enlightened a poor, naive young person to the finer points of scientific insight, turned to go. Scarcely had he taken two steps when the boy began to rejoice and praise louder than before. The man turned to ask the reason for this resumed jubilation.
"Wow!" Exclaimed the boy happily, "God is greater than I thought! Not only did He lead the whole nation of Israel through the Red Sea, He topped it off by drowning the whole Egyptian army in 10 inches of water!"
Sunday, March 12, 2006
light bulbs
How Many Christians Does It Take to Change a Light Bulb?
Pentecostal: 10 - One to change the bulb, and nine to pray against the spirit of darkness.
Presbyterians: None - Lights will go on and off at predestined times.
Roman Catholic: None - Candles only. (Of guaranteed origin of course.)
Baptists: At least 15 - One to change the light bulb, and three committees to approve the change and decide who brings the potato salad and fried chicken.
Episcopalians: 3 - One to call the electrician, one to mix the drinks, and one to talk about how much better the old one was.
Mormons: 5 - One man to change the bulb, and four wives to tell him how to do it.
Unitarians: We choose not to make a statement either in favor of or against the need for a light bulb. However, if in your own journey you have found that light bulbs work for you, you are invited to write a poem or compose a modern dance about your light bulb for the next Sunday service, in which we will explore a number of light bulb traditions, including incandescent, fluorescent, 3-way, long-life and tinted, all of which are equally valid paths to luminescence.
Methodists: Undetermined - Whether your light is bright, dull, or completely out, you are loved. You can be a light bulb, turnip bulb, or tulip bulb. Bring a bulb of your choice to the Sunday lighting service and a covered dish to pass.
Lutherans: None - Lutherans don't believe in change.
Amish: What’s a light bulb
Pentecostal: 10 - One to change the bulb, and nine to pray against the spirit of darkness.
Presbyterians: None - Lights will go on and off at predestined times.
Roman Catholic: None - Candles only. (Of guaranteed origin of course.)
Baptists: At least 15 - One to change the light bulb, and three committees to approve the change and decide who brings the potato salad and fried chicken.
Episcopalians: 3 - One to call the electrician, one to mix the drinks, and one to talk about how much better the old one was.
Mormons: 5 - One man to change the bulb, and four wives to tell him how to do it.
Unitarians: We choose not to make a statement either in favor of or against the need for a light bulb. However, if in your own journey you have found that light bulbs work for you, you are invited to write a poem or compose a modern dance about your light bulb for the next Sunday service, in which we will explore a number of light bulb traditions, including incandescent, fluorescent, 3-way, long-life and tinted, all of which are equally valid paths to luminescence.
Methodists: Undetermined - Whether your light is bright, dull, or completely out, you are loved. You can be a light bulb, turnip bulb, or tulip bulb. Bring a bulb of your choice to the Sunday lighting service and a covered dish to pass.
Lutherans: None - Lutherans don't believe in change.
Amish: What’s a light bulb
Saturday, January 28, 2006
good clean fun
A newly discovered chapter in the Book of Genesis (?) has provided the answer to "Where do pets come from?"Adam and Eve said, "Lord, when we were in the garden, you walked with us every day. Now we do not see you any more. We are lonesome here, and it is difficult for us to remember how much you love us."And God said, "No problem! I will create a companion for you that will be with you forever and who will be a reflection of my love for you, so that you will love me even when you cannot see me. Regardless of how selfish or childish or unlovable you may be, this new companion will accept you as you are and will love you as I do, in spite of yourselves."And God created a new animal to be a companion for Adam and Eve.And it was a good animal. And God was pleased.And the new animal was pleased to be with Adam and Eve and he wagged his tail
Monday, January 16, 2006
11 percent
ok ok ok ok.
i think ive learned alot this weekend.
so there we were. some guy, some trucker guy fell asleep at the wheel, ran into both our cars, ran us right off the bridge into the water. it was kinda in slow mo, but you dont realize it. you dont realize that you are going to die untill you feel the pressure of the water, and then it starts to leak in. i knew i was going to die, and i knew she was going to die. she couldnt of been more than nine or ten years old, and here we were starring into each others eyes, dying. i wanted more than anything in the world for her to be saved, and then i saw it, i saw her chance. The robot dived into the water, coming right at me. SAVE HER i screamed. i screamed it again and again, SAVE HER SAVE HER! he hesitated, but he didnt listen. he saved me, and sara died. he made the "right" descision. he calculated our vitals and i had a 25 percent chance of survival. sara only had 11 percent. but sara, sara was somebodys baby. just a baby. a human woulda known, they woulda known to save her. they woulda know that 11 percent was enough for somebody's baby. 11 percent is more than enough.
11 percent is more than enough.
i think ive learned alot this weekend.
so there we were. some guy, some trucker guy fell asleep at the wheel, ran into both our cars, ran us right off the bridge into the water. it was kinda in slow mo, but you dont realize it. you dont realize that you are going to die untill you feel the pressure of the water, and then it starts to leak in. i knew i was going to die, and i knew she was going to die. she couldnt of been more than nine or ten years old, and here we were starring into each others eyes, dying. i wanted more than anything in the world for her to be saved, and then i saw it, i saw her chance. The robot dived into the water, coming right at me. SAVE HER i screamed. i screamed it again and again, SAVE HER SAVE HER! he hesitated, but he didnt listen. he saved me, and sara died. he made the "right" descision. he calculated our vitals and i had a 25 percent chance of survival. sara only had 11 percent. but sara, sara was somebodys baby. just a baby. a human woulda known, they woulda known to save her. they woulda know that 11 percent was enough for somebody's baby. 11 percent is more than enough.
11 percent is more than enough.
Friday, January 13, 2006
blessed, for evrything you give me
i wish...
i hate how i keep wishing for things i dont have. i mean i am an extremely lucky girl. i mean im so blessed. my lil blessing for this week? MY BEST FRIEND GOES TO THE SAME SCHOOL AS ME!!! how amazing is that? ok so some ppl just dont understand my enthusiasm, but it means alot to me.
i have abosoluley no resistance against peer pressure. none. thats why i have to surround myself with "trust-worthy" friends. i think thats something i need to work on. i find that usually im a leader, but when im not, im not just a follower but im like a blind follower or something..i think thats a problem...
person of the week: Gwen Steffani, because someone had to teach the world how to spell bananas.
There was a couple who took a trip to England to shop in a beautiful Antique store to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups. Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."
As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don't understand. I have not always been a teacup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Don't do that." "I don't like it!" "Let me alone," but he only smiled, and gently said; "Not yet!"
Then. WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. "Stop it! I'm ! getting so dizzy! I'm going to be sick!", I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, quietly; 'Not yet.'
He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then......Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door." Help! Get me out of here!" I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, 'Not yet'.
"When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good! "Ah, this is much better," I thought. But,after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes%
i hate how i keep wishing for things i dont have. i mean i am an extremely lucky girl. i mean im so blessed. my lil blessing for this week? MY BEST FRIEND GOES TO THE SAME SCHOOL AS ME!!! how amazing is that? ok so some ppl just dont understand my enthusiasm, but it means alot to me.
i have abosoluley no resistance against peer pressure. none. thats why i have to surround myself with "trust-worthy" friends. i think thats something i need to work on. i find that usually im a leader, but when im not, im not just a follower but im like a blind follower or something..i think thats a problem...
person of the week: Gwen Steffani, because someone had to teach the world how to spell bananas.
There was a couple who took a trip to England to shop in a beautiful Antique store to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery, and especially teacups. Spotting an exceptional cup, they asked "May we see that? We've never seen a cup quite so beautiful."
As the lady handed it to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You don't understand. I have not always been a teacup. There was a time when I was just a lump of red clay. My master took me and rolled me pounded and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Don't do that." "I don't like it!" "Let me alone," but he only smiled, and gently said; "Not yet!"
Then. WHAM! I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. "Stop it! I'm ! getting so dizzy! I'm going to be sick!", I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, quietly; 'Not yet.'
He spun me and poked and prodded and bent me out of shape to suit himself and then......Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked and pounded at the door." Help! Get me out of here!" I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook his head from side to side, 'Not yet'.
"When I thought I couldn't bear it another minute, the door opened. He carefully took me out and put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. Oh, that felt so good! "Ah, this is much better," I thought. But,after I cooled he picked me up and he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes%
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