dudeeee, im bored hahaha today sleep over at cousin house, man i cant wait this saturday (Y) 2 more days yeeepy hahahhaha ;p

♥ Thursday, June 25, 2009

This few days, i feel much stress and i dont know why. Even now i feel like i dont have a friend to share with cause now a days some people cant be that much trust :s hmm. I cant be like this, i need to cheer up :D people cheer me uup please. :s

♥ Wednesday, June 24, 2009

i cant sleep :( i need to go blayar. Huhu

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Kindness in words creates confidence, kindness in thinking creates profoundness, kindness in giving creates LOVE..

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I kept my paint brush with me wherever i may go, incase i need to cover up, so the real me doesn't show. I'm so afraid to show you me, afraid of what you'll do, that you might laugh or say mean things. I'm afraid i might lose you.

I'd like to remove all my point coats to show you the real, true me, but i want you to try and understand, i need you to accept what you see. So if you'll be patient and close your eyes, i'll strip off all my coats real slow. Please undestand how much it hurts. To let the real me show.

Now my coats are all stripped off. I feel naked, bare and cold, and if you still love me with all that you see, you are my friend, pure as gold.

I need to save my paint brush, though, and hold it in my hand, i want to keep it handly. In case somebody doesn't understand. So please protect me, my dear friend, and thanks fo loving me true, but please let me keep my paint brush wit me, until i love me, too. :)

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

She smiled at a sorrowful stranger, the smile seemed to make him feel better. He remembered past kindness of a friend, and wrote him a thank-you letter. The friend was so pleased with the thank-you that he left a large tip after lunch. The waitress, suprised by the size of the tip, bet the whole thing on a hunch. The next day she picked up her winnings, and gave part to a man on the street. The man on the street was grateful, for two days he'd had nothing to eat. After he finished his dinner, hf left for his small dingy room (he didnt know at that moment that he might facing his doom.) On the way he picked up a shivering puppy and took him home to get warm. The puppy was very grateful to be in out of the storm. That night the house caught on fire. The puppy barked the alarm. He barked till he woke the whole household and saved everybody frow harm. One of the boys that he rescued grew up to be President. All this because of a simple smile that hadnt cost a cent :)

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

The family, that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape nor, in our most hearts, ever quiet wish to.

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I saw you hide your hands in line, behind that lady fair. I noticed too, hers soft and white immaculate from cure. But Ma, i say, its no disgrace to have workin` hands like you, and had she lived the life you have, she'd have hands just like it too.

But her hands have neve hauled in wood, or worked in God's good earth. They've never felt the bitter cold, or chopped ice for waitin` stock, they've never doctored sick ones, or dressed a horse's hock. They've never pulled a hip-locked calf, or packed water to the born. They've problaby never patched blue jeans, or had worn ol` socks to darn.

They've never touched a young'n or caressed a fevered head, with hands so gently folded, all night besides his bed. They've never scrubbed a kitchen floor, or done dishes everyday. They've never guided with those hands a child who's lost the way.

They've never made a christmas gift, shoped by a lovin` hand. They've never peeled apples, nor vegetables they've canned. They've never worn a blister, or had callusses to show, for all they've done for others, and the kindnees i know..

So you see, my dearest mother, yours are hands of love. And i bet the Lord will notice when he greets you from above.

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever be the same. :D

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Today i met a great new friend who knew me right away, it was funny how she understood. All i had to say.
She listened to my problems, she listened to my dreams. We talked about love and life. She'd been there, too, it seems.
I never once felt judged by her, she knew just how i felt, she seemed to just accept me. And all the problems i'd been dealt
She didnt interupt me or need to have her say, she just listened very patiently, and didnt go away.
I wanted her to understand how much this meant to me, bu as i went to hug her something startled me.
I put my arms infront of me and went to pull her nearer, and realize that my new bestfriend was nothing but a mirror :)

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

It takes a lot of understanding, time and trust to gain a close friendship with someone. As i approach a time of my life of complete uncertainty, my friends are my most precious asset

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009

When i ask you to listen to me, and you start giving me advice,you have not done what i asked.
When i ask you to listen me, and you begin to tell me why i shouldnt feel that way, you are trampling on my feelings.
When i ask you to listen to me, and you feel you have to do something, to solve my problem, you have failed me, strange as that may seem.
Listen! All i ask is that you listen. Dont talk or do, just hear me.
Advice is cheap, 20 cents will get you both dear abby and billy in the same newspaper.
And i can do for myself, i am not helpless. Maybe discouraged and faltering, but not helpless!
When you do something for me that i can and need to do for myself, you contribue to my fear and inadequancy.
But when you accept as a simple fact that i feel what i feel, no matter how irrational, then i can stop trying to convince you and get about this business of understanding whats behind this irrational feeling.
And when thats clear, the answer are obvious and i dont need advice. Irrational feelhngs make sense when we understand whats behind them.
Perhaps thats why prayer works, sometimes, for some people, because God is mute and he doesnt give advice or try to fix things. God just listens and lets you work it ou for youselfs.
So please listen, and just hear me. And if you want to talk, wait a minute for your turn, and i will listen to you :)

♥ Tuesday, June 23, 2009