have you ever (franz)

full of pain..

Another
Day Passing By
Another Day Without You
Wondering If All Tomorrow's
Are Going To Be Same

Seems Like Only Yesterday
The Wonderful Day We First Met
Seeing Ur Beautiful Smile
Knowing,You Were The One For Me

Why Did Our Magic Fade Away?
Where Did Our Love Go Astray?
I Know Its Too Late Now
But, I Would Really Want To Know.

You've Met Someone New
Someone Who'll Never Let You Go
Leaving Me Here All Alone
With A Heart Full Of Pain.

by Sally Medhat

10 problems about social networking..

We all know how wonderful social networking is—how we’re all in touch with each other and updated on each other’s lives.But some problems have come about because of all the sharing and connectivity too.here are some of them:

1. Life envy – All of a sudden, you find yourself wondering why your life isn’t as fun and fabulous as those of your friends. Whenever you check Facebook, Twitter, tumblr, or Instagram, they’ve uploaded photos of themselves at a party having the time of their lives while you… are still in your pajamas at three in the afternoon on a Saturday.

2. Friends are reduced to likes – Instead of seeing who liked your photo or status update, you’re checking to see how many did. It doesn’t really matter who liked what you posted, but how many likes you were able to get! But then again, once someone really special laughs at a joke you just told him, he’s all that matters, right? Or at least he should be.

3. False information can spread like wildfire – According to Facebook user Anne Santos, “Some people are careless in sharing news without checking the facts first. I remember how so many people posted that a famous singer was dead and it was not true!”

4. People are less sensitive – It’s easy to comment on someone’s post when you aren’t right in front of them. It gives you more bravado, something you might think twice about if you were having an actual conversation. This has been the cause of many fights, or the reason for blocking and hiding friends.

5. Oversharing – When the wife of Maria Tuason’s (not her real name) cousin started posting flirty messages and photos on the Facebook timeline of another man, everyone was shocked. “That’s how we found out that they were no longer together,” she shares. “It was quite scandalous because even their lola asked to see the photos on Facebook!”

6. Your life is on hold as you go online – How familiar is this scenario to you? You and your friends or family members are having a meal together, but no one is talking. Everyone is on their phone checking their feed. You may like or comment on each other’s photos and status updates while sitting right across from each other, but talking is not really the priority. Having wifi is.

7. Nowhere to hide – Before, if you wanted to stay away from your ex, all you had to do was avoid his regular hangouts, but now, even if you block or unfriend him, he may still pop up on your feed through a common friend! This can be a good thing if it forces you to deal and move on, but it can be a very harrowing experience.

8. Stalking becomes easy – If you want to know more about a person you’ve just met or heard about, all you need to do is search for them and go through what they have posted on their social networking sites. Because of this, how many people haven’t been hired because of what they’ve posted on their pages? How many students have been sanctioned because of pictures they’ve uploaded that schools do not approve of? Boundaries are not what they used to be.

9. It’s harder to diet! – Majority of photos posted on Instagram are of children, pets, and food. Food, glorious food. Food that will make you crave and binge. Food that will destroy your diet. Tania Cruz (not her real name) has stopped checking her Instagram feed because she can’t stick to her diet with all the photos of mouth-watering dishes staring her in the face.

10. You feel lonely – It may not make sense, but as social networking brings us together, it can make you feel lonely too. As you see everyone’s connections and friendships, how people comment and like everyone else’s posts and not yours, how people get in touch with you only when they want you to like their photo so they can win a contest, and so on. Or what if you see a photo of all your friends at a get-together and you had no idea about it?

The best way to beat all these problems? Have a good sense of humor and remember the purpose of social media. It’s meant to make your life and relationships richer, not the other way around. The good news is, it’s all up to you and how you choose to deal with it all—and it shouldn’t be to gripe about it on Twitter.


By Olivia Yao

I just want to spend a day with you.

I just want to spend a day with you
No worries, just fun.
Starting early in the day,
ending when the moon is at it’s peak.
No plans, just what we want to do.
If it’s walking around a park, or biking on the pier,
as long as we are having fun.
We can go to a restaurant to eat,
or possibly have a surprise picnic.
We could talk about anything.
If we’re just catching up,
joking around with each other,
venting, or just enjoying the silence of the moment.
Toward the end of the day,
we can find somewhere to sit
and enjoy the sunset as the stars pop into the sky,
one by one, watching the moonrise.
One day.

GIRLS

all about girls:
when she is quiet,million of things are running in her mind.
when she's not arguing,she is thinking deeply.
when she stares at you,she is wondering why u are lying.
when she calls you everyday,she is seeking ur attention.
when she message you everyday,she wants u to reply at least once.
when she says i love you,she means it.
when she says i miss you,no one in this world can miss u more than her.
GIRLS ARE ALWAYS SPECIAL!SHE IS SAID TO BE 8TH WONDER.
SHE IS ALWAYS A PRICELESS TREASURE.
NEVER HURT HER OR TAKE HER WRONG..

"FORWARD TO EVERY GIRL TO MAKE HER SMILE :)
AND TO EVERY BOY TO MAKE THEM REALIZE.. :)"

Lesson that will make you think about the way you treat others...

One night, at 11.30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab. She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him.

Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached.. It read: "Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others."

Sincerely,

Mrs. Nat King Cole.

you are so blessed in every little single way.

If you woke up this morning with more health than illness...

You are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.

If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation ...

You are ahead of 500 million people in the world.

If you can attend a meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death...

You are more blessed than three billion people in the world.

If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep...

You are richer than 75% of this world.

If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace ...

You are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.

If your parents are still alive and still married ...

You are very rare, even in the United States and Canada.

If you can read this webpage, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all.

Take nothing for granted.

a very sad story..

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner,
I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly.
Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth.
But I had to let her know what I was thinking.
I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words,
instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry.
She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me,
you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping.
I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.
But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane.
I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement
which stated that she could own our house, our car,
and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces.
The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger.
I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy
but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see.
To me her cry was actually a kind of release.
The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks
seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table.
I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because
I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing.
I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions:
she didn’t want anything from me,
but needed a month’s notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month
we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible.
Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time
and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more,
she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month’s duration
I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.
Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. .
She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd.
No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed.
So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy.
Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms.
His words brought me a sense of pain.
From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door,
I walked over ten meters with her in my arms.
She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce.
I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.
I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work.
I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily.
She leaned on my chest.
I could smell the fragrance of her blouse.
I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time.
I realized she was not young any more.
There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying!
Our marriage had taken its toll on her.
For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up,
I felt a sense of intimacy returning.
This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day,
I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again.
I didn’t tell Jane about this.
It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by.
Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning.
She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one.
Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger.
I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin,
that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me…
she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said,
Dad, it’s time to carry mom out.
To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life.
My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly.
I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute.
I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom,
through the sitting room, to the hallway.
Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally.
I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day,
when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office….
jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door.
I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…
I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane,
I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.
Do you have a fever?
She said. I moved her hand off my head.
Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce.
My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives,
not because we didn’t love each other anymore.
Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day
I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up.
She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.
I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife.
The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card.
I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face,
I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and
I was so busy with Jane to even notice.
She knew that she would die soon and she wanted
to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son,
in case we push through with the divorce.
— At least, in the eyes of our son—-
I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship.
It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank.
These create an environment conducive for happiness
but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend
and do those little things for each other that build intimacy.
Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize
how close they were to success when they gave up..

my prayer

Lord, keep my eyes open to the beauty around me
and help me see where you are leading me
please help me discover and understand my journey God,
please watch over and protect my family,friends
and loved ones on their journey to you
Lord heal our hurting hearts and souls
and heal our bodies thank you for loving us
Lord please give us the knowledge and strength
to face our day to day life.
i love you LORD!
Amen

time

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived:
Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink,
so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.

Love was the only one who stayed.
Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.

When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.

Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said,
"Richness, can you take me with you?"
Richness answered,
"No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat.
There is no place here for you."

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel.
"Vanity, please help me!"
"I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat,"
Vanity answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked,
"Sadness, let me go with you."
"Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"

Happiness passed by Love, too,
but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.

Suddenly, there was a voice,
"Come, Love, I will take you."
It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed,
Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going.
When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way.
Realizing how much was owed the elder,

Love asked Knowledge, another elder,
"Who Helped me?"
"It was Time,"
Knowledge answered.
"Time?"
asked Love.
"But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered,
"Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."