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being thankful....

I AM THANKFUL: FOR THE WIFE WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT, BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME, AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE. FOR THE HUSBAND WHO IS ON THE SOFA BEING A COUCH POTATO, BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS. FOR THE TEENAGER WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS. FOR THE TAXES I PAY BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM EMPLOYED. FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS. FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT. FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME. FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH. FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING

believing in yourself

A man went in a search of truth. The first religious man he met was sitting under tree, just out side his own village. He asked, " i am searching for truth master. pls tell me the characteristics, His description was very simple. He said, " you find him sitting under such and such tree, sitting in such and such posture, his hand making such and such gestures- that is enough to know he is the true master, The seeker started searching, It is said that thirty years passed while he wandered the whole earth. He visited many places but never met the master, He met many master but none were true master. He return to his own village completely exhausted,. As he was returning he was surprised, he could not believe it, that old man was seated under the same tree, and how he could see that this was the very that the old man had spoken of "...... he will be sitting under such and such tree ....." and his posture was exactly as he had described. "It was the same

Times i wouldnt mind going back to.....

I Want To Go Back To The Time When INNOCENCE Was NATURAL, Not FAKE. When GETTING HIGH Meant On A SWING, Not PROMOTIONS. When DRINKING Meant RASNA ORANGE, Not BEERS Or WHISKEYS. When DAD Was The Only HERO, Not DEPP Or TOM. When LOVE Was MOM’S HUG, Not The GIRL-FRIENDS' /BOY-FRIENDS'. When DAD’S SHOULDER Was The HIGHEST PLACE On The Earth, Not Your DESIGNATION. When Your WORST ENEMIES Were Your SIBLINGS, Not Your MANAGER.When The Only Thing That Could HURT Were BLEEDING KNEES, Not The TEARS Falling Down Your Cheeks. When The Only Things BROKEN Were TOYS, Not The DYING HEARTS. And When GOOD-BYES Meant TILL TOMORROW, Not For YEARS & YEARS.

a ghost story

A GHOST STORY This story happened a while ago in Dublin , and even though it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's true.John Bradford, a Dublin University student, was on the side of the road hitchhiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a big storm. The night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly, he saw a car slowly coming towards him and stopped. John , desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got into the car and closed the door.... only to realize there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn't oN.The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road ahead and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life. Then, just before the car hit the curve, a hand appeared out of nowhere through the window, and turned the wheel. John , paralyzed with terror, watched as the hand came through the window, but never touched or harmed him.Sh

who understands men??

Its nt so complicated! The nyc men r ugly, the handsom men r not nyc, the handsom n nyc men are gay, the handsom,nyc n str8 men are maried, the men who are not so handsome,but are nyc men hav no money, the men who are not so handsom,but are nyc with money think we are only afta their money, the handsom men without money are afta our money, the handsom men,who are nt so nyc and somewhat str8 dont think w are beautiful enuf, the men who thnk w r beautiful,dat r str8,somwat nyc and hav money r pigs, the men who are somwat handsom,somwat nyc n hav some money and thank God r str8 are shy n neva make da 1st move, the men who neva make da 1st move,automaticaly loose intrst in us when w take da initiative, NOW WHO IN DA WORLD UNDASTANDS MEN??! .

does coffee taste better in a more expensive cup???

A group of Moi university alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university lecturer, Kembo Sure. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the lecturer went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups: porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain-looking and some expensive and exquisite, telling them to help themselves to hot coffee. When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, Kembo Sure said: "If you noticed, all the nice-looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the better cups and are eyeing each other's cups." "Now, if Life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cup