2 weeks

everything has been falling into place.. waiting for the right time is all that is needed..

spending 2 weeks ith family, and mamhee was all i ever needed to be this happy and contented..

 now, we can move forward.. i am ready.. we both are..

-= oel =-

day 1 : goodbye

dec 09, 2009

 a few hours ago, he left..

 and we will see each other, hopefully, on january.. exactly 45 days away from today..

we didn’t really have a great goodbye.. we fought as he left..

no kisses, no hugs, no whispers of i love you. and it hurts.

i woke up a few minutes later and heard no music, there was no life.. i was half expectantly hoping that he would open the door and tell me, “wake up sleepy head”! but as time goes by, no man showed up..

i cried.. so hard.. wishing that i have given him a tight hug or a lasting kiss.. but that moment is gone and i have to deal with the aloneness i feel..

it’s so hard.. i was so used to having him around that i forgot how to live my life separate from his.. i forgot how i lived before i met him.. i forgot everything but the pain of him gone..

empty. hallow. nothing. that is what i feel now..

and sadness to its utmost definition.

aye

when to say you’re done..

it’s when you get tired..

too tired to feel anything..

just like right now..

now, i can say..

 i’m done..

it has been nice having this post.. sharing. at least a few of my thoughts with you.. sharing and i’m closing it for real.

xoxo

t’was great while it lasted - aye

the end

for some people, happy ever after exist..

i’ve heard so many fairy tales that end in this..

only in tales? or in reality?

maybe for some, but definitely not for me..

- fin -

DAY 1 of SURVIVING WITHOUT A HEART

tony braxton - promise me (Tony Braxton)

the first day without my heart..

babhee went to have a vacation at their province which left me to deal a solo life, and room, full of memories.. sounds melodramtic huh..

well, let me start off by saying i miss him.. BADLY!!! darn!

so here, i start to post how i survive each day without a heart.. (coz he obviously took it with him..) since he left yesterday morning..

DAY 1 - April 26, 2008 6:03 pm

I slept really early last night.. around 7 in the morning.. well, staying up late in front of the computer is much better than staying in my room reminiscing all those moments we had and crying my head off.. right?

well, it’s not really bad.. he’ll be back after 2 months, i think, if :
1. he doesn’t impregnate anyone there (HIS EX specifically)
2. i wont be impregnated by anyone else (doh.. of course not..)
3. i won’t catch him with anyone else (like some elli, or she, or rea person)
4. he doesn’t catch me with someone else (like who?? NONE!)
5. we are still together..

so.. the catch? well.. we don’t really trust each other that much.. ok.. i’ll be honest.. we don’t trust each other.. he is where his ex is and i am where my ex is.. so basically, our relationship is doomed..

but hey hey hey..

we LOVE each other.. very much.. and we, somehow, will, if we can pull it off, survive this ordeal.. hehehe..

so.. back to the topic of me sleeping late.. well, i missed him.. and having noone to fight with or to soothe me or to even talk to at night, major depression  seeking to fnd the place in..

when i woke up around 1 pm, i called him.. and we talked for about an hour.. he will have his 14-hour land (bus…) travel to their place.. so by estimation, by 3 am tomorrow, he’ll be at their place with his family and friends.. and have i mentioned his EX?!?!?!

oh well, i also talked to his dad.. and later, i’m to call him again..

and DAY 1.. SURVIVED!!!! yey!!! i’m so proud of me..

I love you babhee.. see yah!!!

FEAR.. all i ask of you

 baby dont you break my heart slow ((dunno.. *wink!))

FEAR (all i ask of you)

 “I’ll come back, I promise.” Those were John’s last words before he turned to go 2 months ago. He was going to their province for a vacation. Lucky him, while I was stuck completing my summer class in the city.

Alone in my room, tears silently flowed again. But this time, it was not for John, but for me.

 no matter how hard you try, what’s not meant to be will never be..

I GET NO RESPECT!!!

I don’t get no respect!!! (a stand up comedian act)

You know my Doctor, Doctor Vinny BoomBots… I called and told him I had a bad case of diarrhea. - He put me on hold!

A girl called me the other day and said "Come on over, there’s nobody home." I went over. Nobody was home.

A hooker told me "Not on the first date."

Are you kiddin’? I know I’m ugly. My mother breast-fed me through a straw.

During sex, my girlfriend always wants to talk to me. Just the other night she called me from a hotel.

I could tell that my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio.

I drink too much. Way too much. I gave a urine sample, there was an olive in it.

I found there was only one way to look thin. Hang out with fat people.

I have good-looking kids. Thank goodness my wife cheats on me.

I haven’t spoken to my wife in years. I didn’t want to interrupt her.

I remember the time I was kidnapped and they sent a piece of my finger to my father. He said he wanted more proof.

I said to the bartender "Surprise me." He pulled out a naked picture of my wife.

I saved a girl from being attacked last night. I controlled myself.

I tell ya when I was a kid, all I knew was rejection. My yo-yo, it never came back.

I told my doctor I wanted a vasectomy. He said, with a face like mine, I don’t need one.

I told my psychiatrist that everyone hates me. He said I was being ridiculous? everyone hasn’t met me yet.

I told my wife the truth. I told her I was seeing a psychiatrist. Then she told me the truth: that she was seeing a psychiatrist, two plumbers, and a bartender.

I was so poor growing up, if I wasn’t born a boy I’d have nothing to play with.

I was so ugly… When I was born, the doctor slapped my mother!"

I was such an ugly kid? when I played in the sandbox, the cat kept covering me up.

I went to see my doctor. "Doctor, every morning when I get up and look in the mirror… I feel like throwing up; What’s wrong with me?" He said…"I don’t know but your eyesight is perfect."

I’m taking Viagra and drinking prune juice? I don’t know if I’m coming or going.

I’m ugly I’m tellin’ ya. My proctologist, he stuck his finger in my mouth.

If it wasn’t for pick-pockets I’d have no sex life at all.

It’s been a rough day. I got up this morning, put on a shirt and a button fell off. I picked up my briefcase, and the handle came off. I’m afraid to go to the bathroom…

It’s not easy being me. When I was born the doctor told my mother I did all I could, but he pulled through anyway.

Last night I was making love to my wife and nothing was happening, so I said to her, What’s the matter, you can’t think of anybody either?

My family was a bunch of drunks, when I was six I came up missing, they put my picture on a bottle of scotch.

My psychiatrist told me I was crazy and I said I want a second opinion. He said okay, you’re ugly too.

My uncle’s dying wish: he wanted me on his lap. He was in the electric chair.

My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.

My wife is always trying to get rid of me. The other day she told me to put the garbage out. I said to her I already did. She told me to go and keep an eye on it.

My wife isn’t too smart. She has to reach inside her bra to count to two.

My wife is ugly. She’s so ugly that when you look up ugly in the dictionary, there’s her picture.

My wife was afraid of the dark. Then she saw me naked and now she’s afraid of the light.

That’s the story of my life, no respect, ya know?

The other night I told my kid "Someday, you’ll have children of your own." He said "So will you."

The other night I woke up and my wife was saying sexy things. I looked over and she was on the phone.

When I tried to kiss my date goodnight she pushed me away. I said, "Is there someone else?" She said, "There must be."

When I was a kid, I asked my Mother for a Bubble Bath, so she brought the water to a boil!

When my wife has sex with me there’s always a reason. The other night she used me to time an egg.

With me, nothing goes right. My psychiatrist said my wife and I should have sex every night. Now, we’ll never see each other!

With my wife I don’t get no respect. I made a toast on her birthday to ‘the best woman a man ever had.’ The waiter joined me…

With my wife, I’ve got no sex life. The dog keeps watching me in the bedroom so he can learn how to sit up and beg. I told him to watch my wife so he can learn how to roll over and play dead.

Yeah, I know I’m ugly. I said to a bartender, ‘Make me a zombie.’ He said ‘God beat me to it.’

You know the best part of having kids? …making them.

I’m so ugly - My mother had morning sickness - After I was born.

I don’t play hard to get… I play hard to want!

I love three girls at once…if I fall asleep, they got each other to talk to.

You kiddin’? I know I’m ugly…last year at Halloween when I opened the door, kids gave me candy. Some little kid tried to pull my face off. When I drove down the street, I stuck my head out the window and got a ticket for mooning.

Every time I get into an elevator, the operator says the same thing: ‘Basement?’

The family’s so ugly, in the photo album, they keep the negatives!

Why do we always have the wrong number? You might have the wrong fucking house!
 
I said to my wife ‘If I ever get like that ya know mumbling to myself and shitting my pants shoot me’ she said ‘fucking run monkey boy!’

My phone will ring at two in the morning, and my wife’ll look at me and go, "Who’s that calling at this time?" I don’t fucking know! If I knew that we wouldn’t need the bloody phone!
 
I actually spent four days in my hotel room ’cause I closed the door and there was a sign on the door saying "Do Not Disturb" and I thought, "Fuck I can’t get out!"… In my cupboard was a blanket and a pillow, that was the worst night’s sleep I’ve ever fucking had… and the Corby trouser press, don’t it hurt your legs!
 
I tried water polo and my horse drowned… that was a nightmare.

[on doctors] And they say, they always say the same thing. They say, "Your appointment is at four," and it’s never at four! You go down there at four and you have to wait in that waiting room with all the coughers for another bloody hour. You know when that doctor comes out at five and he’ll say, "I’ll see you now." "No you bloody won’t! I’ve got a few more posters to read yet! Sit the fuck down!"
 
This bloke… I swear he’s in any supermarket car park, he’s great. He walks across the car park and he’s got one of those fobs and he opens his car before he gets there. [posh voice] "Ha ha ha! I don’t know if you saw what I just did there, but I actually opened my car door before I actually physically got there!" TWAT!
 
Old people can’t fall asleep in their chair in peace. As soon as they start to nod off you go, "Nan! Nan!" They go, "What? What?" "Oh sorry we thought you’d just di…" [looks sheepish]

Getting lost is the worst thing in the world, especially if you’re with your wife. That’s the nightmare. If you get lost with your wife you know it’s gonna be a nightmare. Because you know when you hand your wife the map and you except her to turn into the Lombard rally with the helmet and goggles going, "Go! Go! Go! Left, right, straight ahead!" But they don’t, you hand your wife the map and she’ll go, "Where are we now?" "That’s why I gave you the fucking map!" "All right, all right! You got us lost! Christopher fucking Columbus!" They then go, "Oh look, they have a Woolworths!" You fucking…
 
You’ll say to my goldfish, "Sleep!" and it’ll go, "I CAN’T! I’VE GOT NO FUCKING EYELIDS! I’M KNACKERED!"
 
(About restaurant pepper shakers) The police should use that instead of pepper spray, you’re much further away: ‘GET BACK, GET FUCKING BACK!’

Have you noticed every time there’s a murderer on the loose they have that advert pop up from B&Q - "this week, hatchets, half price!"

I love restaurants, and that’s the thing now, they always boast about now, restaurants - home made cooking - I don’t want home made cooking, that’s why I’m here, ‘cos I don’t like the shit at home! Yeah… you know! And they don’t say who’s home it is, do they! Could be a mental home, couldn’t it!

I like it when the waiter askes you if you want parmesan cheese on your dinner, yeah, give me essence of puke all over me tea!

We got completely lost driving in, and we asked the way, yeah, why is it that when you ask for directions you always get the village-fucking-idiot!

You ever get lost with your wife in the car, you’re *completely* lost, and they *always* say the same thing! "Oh let’s just go home." "WE’RE FUCKING LOST! WHAT DID YOU THROW BREAD OUT THE FUCKIN’ WINDOW?"

I hate those parking machines. Any machine where you’ve got to put money in, how do they always know you’re in a hurry? You know, you rush up to it and they always get fussy on that last pound coin! You put it in and it goes "Nooo, I don’t like that one!" "Yeah well it’s just the same as all the others!" "Yeah I know, I just don’t like that last one!"

Why are we still embarrased about the condom machine? The only blokes who are not embarrased are the blokes who don’t get any! You know, they wait in the bog, pound in hand, and as soon as someone comes in they’re like "Come on! come on! I’ve got birds waiting!"

[about smoke alarms] You burn a bit of toast and it goes *nuts!*

I’m always all over the place, you know, you get these people that are like "Here, I was talking to her on monday - was it tuesday? - was it thurs-?" "WHO CARES! JUST TELL ME WHAT THEY FUCKING SAID!" I hate them fuckers! They say stuff like "Feels like a tuesday, does it feel like a tuesday? Yeah, feels like a tuesday." I don’t know! How the fuck does tuesday feel? [laughs] They’re like "It’s half past five but it only feels like twelve," fucking hell, do they people forget to go to bed because they already think they’re asleep?

People say why do we kill so many cows, well they’re *crap!* They have no survival instincts whatsoever! You stand next to any fence in the country and a cow’ll walk towards you going "Is it my time yet? I don’t mind, just shoot me!" They’re dumb animals, otherwise they’d learn to shit without it hitting the back of their legs! They’d swing it out at least! All dumb animals soil themselves! Sheep! Sheep are the same, but they do it for a reason! They’re like that [imitating rubbing shit over himself] "Make a jumper outta me, will ya! I don’t think so!" [imitating rubbing shit into his head] "Bobble hat? Bollocks!" But cows, ah, they haven’t even got any camoflauge! They’re black and white, and where do they choose to stand? IN A GREEN FIELD! They can’t even run away properly, you chase a cow across a field and they run away like an old drunk! [staggers around]

What happened to all the family butchers? People complain there’s no family butchers around anymore. Well they’re fucking mad! It’s the only shop in the high street where you walk in and some blokes covered in blood, mutilating an animal! Before you walk in they’re like that "Grrr, GAAAH FUCKING" [imitates chopping motions] soon as you walk in they’re like "Good morning, how are you? Okay, goodbye!" You ever seen them unloading the delivery van - the freezer lorry - they get out a side of cow. Where’s the *other* side? Is there like a cow still grazing in a field with a fucking side missing? And the frozen pigs, they’re always in that position, have you noticed? [imitates position] They’re like frozen goalkeepers! They killed it just as it was about to save the ball!

I love kebabs, they give you all that meat, that saturated fat, and they give you that little bit of salad. What’s that, the healthy section? Never see a drunk do that, do you? "Where’s me salad! What you trying to do, kill me?"

I swear, the other day I bought a packet of peanuts, and on the packet it said "may contain nuts." Well, fucking YES! That’s what I bought the buggers for! You’d be pissed off if you opened it and a socket set fell out!

Bird flu! What’s that? How do you know a bird’s got flu! Some chinese bloke spots one of his chicken with its claws in a bowl of hot water and a towel over its head! Bwrr-rr-rrr-rrr-rrr-rrr-rr!

[talking about people on compensation adverts] Then there’s that woman, you know, "I was on my way to work when I slipped over accidentally on purpose!"

Then your wife or girlfriend would come up with mad suggestions like, "Lets have a bath together, it’ll be just like the films". But it ain’t innit. Because women like to have their bath water so fucking hot. No! Have you seen a woman get out of the bath? they’re red up to here! it’s like they’re wearing a low cut fucking scald! Even a lobster would go "FUCK THAT"!

[about little boys climbing trees] GET DOWN, fucking GET DOWN, I thought my dad was James Brown when I was a kid. But when they get to 16 its all "get up, fucking get up". When you get to 18 its "Get out! Get out! Not If you’ve got a daughter though, its "Get in" [as his daughter] But I love him dad. [As himself] Fucking get in! [as her boyfriend] But I love her Mr Evans. [As himself] Get fucked!

[about airports] You have to check in two hours before you go anywhere now, and you’re always late for the checkin, you know you kind of drive to the airport 100mph, you checkin and the airport staff go "it’s all right, you got aaages yet! Sit down!" "*puffing and panting* Okay!" And you’re always checking, you know: "Have you called it yet?" "Nooooooo! Mr Panicky Poo! Sit dooooown!"

[about having a scalding hot bath with his wife] Have you noticed they’re in the bath before us, so they can "romantically" watch you enter the bathroom COMPLETELY naked. And "romatically" get in the bath WHILST hold your bollocks above your head. AAAH,NONONONO, AAAH, aah for fuck, aah this is so FUCKING ROMANTIC! And why do I always get the fucking tap end! You’re in the bath [about the taps] one’s really hot, one’s really cold, as soon as you lean back, ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! Fuck off!

The NHS have now got a website, because you gotta be on the web anyone would say if you’ve got a computer you gotta be on the web. Fuck, no you havn’t because it’s all porn, It is and they just want to make us feel inadequate. You innocently log on to get your E-mails and it comes up: COCK EXTENSIONS, VIAGRA, DO YA WANT SOME! I’m looking around the room, how do they know? I’m serious, the search engines have got Tourettes. You can type in anything and they’ll relate it back to porn, anything. Cabbages: CABBAGES, CABBAGES, SEE THE BLOKE WITH LOADS OF VEGETABLES UP HIS ARSE, GO ON HAVE A LOOK! Nooooo! Lee Evans: CHEAP FLIGHTS, CHEAP FLIGHTS? CHEAP FANNY GO ON CHEAP FANNY!

[about earphones] Whose heads do they make earphones for now? It’s like one long earpiece and one short one! There’s people in Cornwall going, "Thank you very much, that fits our heads just fine!"

[about product helplines] Durex have got one! What point do we fucking call them? [Imitates having sex while on the phone] HELLOOOOOOO!… Wait a minute… Too late.

My wife, she is a beautiful woman, but in labour she turned into fucking Jack Nichloson from The Shining. "You. You fucking did this to me!", "But I thought it was a shared experience", "No. You fucking did this!"

They’ll drop a cage into the water, and the shark’ll be like, ‘what you doin’ down ‘ere. What you fuckin’ doin’ down ‘ere?’, and they’ll get a bit of meat on a stick, and go ‘Oy! Wanker! Bleurgh!’ And they’ll go ‘Oh is that for me…’ (pretends to shove meat in shark’s mouth) ‘You fuckin’…’

I was thinking to myself out there- well you wouldn’t think your anybody else would you?

[edit] Taking the mick out of Crazy Frog and Crazy Chick
Chick: I may be small, I may be sweet… Evans: I-may-be-sweet… fuck off, you stupid cunt. Frog: Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding… Evans: Ding-der-ding-de-ding… look at me, I’m fucking funny! Fuck off! This is what a ringtone should sound like! (Techno Dance music)

-= love it all.. hahaha.. rofl!! =-

a test..

the following series of tests are cool.. (and also tells you how dumb you can be without knowing it.. hahaha!)

Test for Dementia - or “Just how Dumb Are You?

Below are four (4) questions and a bonus question. You have to answer them instantly. You can’t take your time, answer all of them immediately. OK?

Let’s find out just how clever you really are….

Ready? GO!!! (scroll down)

First Question:

You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in?

-= you think?!? =-

Answer: If you answered that you are first, then you are absolutely wrong! If you overtake the second person and you take his place, you are second!

Try not to screw up next time.
Now answer the second question, but don’t take as much time as you took for the first question, OK?

Second Question: If you overtake the last person, then you are…?

-= are you for real?! =- 

Answer: If you answered that you are second to last, then you are wrong again. Tell me, how can you overtake the LAST Person?

You’re not very good at this, are you?

Third Question:
Very tricky arithmetic! Note: This must be done in your head only.
Do NOT use paper and pencil or a calculator. Try it.

Take 1000 and add 40 to it. Now add another 1000 . Now add 30.
Add another 1000. Now add 20. Now add another 1000
Now add 10. What is the total?

-= are you even trying? =- 

Did you get 5000?

The correct answer is actually 4100.

If you don’t believe it, check it with a calculator!
Today is definitely not your day, is it?
Maybe you’ll get the last question right….
….Maybe.

Fourth Question:

Mary’s father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini,
4. Nono. What is the name of the fifth daughter?

-= some people are hopeless… =- 

Did you Answer Nunu?
NO! Of course it isn’t.
Her name is Mary. Read the question again!

Okay, now the bonus round:

A mute person goes into a shop and wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating the action of brushing his teeth he successfully expresses himself to the shopkeeper and! the purchase is done. Next, a blind man comes into the shop who wants to buy a pair of sunglasses; how does HE indicate what he wants?

-= oh! com’on! this is bonus!!!! =- 

He just has to open his mouth and ask…

It’s really very simple….

are you ready for more?

ok.. you asked for it..

Just How Dumb Are You Quiz

(believe me.. you’ll be surprised!!)
 

1. What do you put in a toaster?

The answer is bread. If you said “toast”, then give up now and go do something else. Try not to hurt yourself.

If you said, “bread”, go to question 2.

2. Say “silk” five times. Now spell “silk”. What do cows drink?

Answer: Cows drink water. If you said “milk”, please do not attempt the next question. Your brain is obviously overstressed and may even overheat. It may be that you need to content yourself with reading something more appropriate such as “Children’s World”.

If you said, “water” then proceed to question three.

3. If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a greenhouse made from?

Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass. If you said “green bricks”, what the heck are you still doing here reading these questions?

If you said “glass”, then go on to question four.

4. Twenty years ago, a plane is flying at 20,000 feet over Germany. If you will recall, Germany at the time was politically divided into West Germany and East Germany. Anyway, during the flight, TWO of the engines fail. The pilot, realizing that the last remaining engine is also failing, decides on a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately the engine fails before he has time and the plane crashes smack in the middle of “no man’s land” between East Germany and West Germany. Where would you bury the survivors - East Germany or West Germany or in “no man’s land”?

Answer: You don’t, of course, bury survivors. If you said ANYTHING else, you are a real dunce and you must NEVER try to rescue anyone from a plane crash. Your efforts would not be appreciated.

If you said, “Don’t bury the survivors” then proceed to the next question.

5. If the hour hand on a clock moves 1/60th of a degree every minute then how many degrees will the hour hand move in one hour?

Answer: One degree. If you said “360 degrees” or anything other than “one degree”, you are to be congratulated on getting this far, but you are obviously out of your league. Turn your pencil in and exit the room. Everyone else proceed to the final question.

6. Without using a calculator - You are driving a bus from London to Milford Haven in Wales. In London, 17 people get on the bus. In Reading, six people get off the bus and nine people get on. In Swindon, two people get off and four get on. In Cardiff, 11 people get off and 16 people get on. In Swansea, th! ree people get off and five people get on. In Carmathen, six people get off and three get on. You then arrive at Milford Haven. What was the name of the bus driver?

Answer: Oh, for heaven sake! It was YOU, Read the first line!!!

-= see.. i told yah.. =-

oooh… want some more? i’ll give it to yah..

LEM’ME DIAGNOSE YOU..

During a visit to the mental asylum, a visitor asked the Director what the criterion was which defined whether or not a patient should be institutionalized.

“Well,” said the Director, “we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub.”

“Oh, I understand,” said the visitor. “A normal person would use the bucket because it’s bigger than the spoon or the teacup.

“No.” said the Director, “A normal person would pull the plug. Do you want a bed near the window?”

You know you’re a nurse when..

… you personally identify with the story about the nurse who died and
went straight to hell — It took her two weeks to figure out she wasn’t at work.

… you believe all patients deserve TLC —- Temazepam, Lorazepam and Chlorpromazine. (for the non-medically oriented..sleeping, sedatives, & psych meds).

… you would like to meet the inventor of the nurse buzzer system some night…….. in a dark alley.

… you believe not all patients are annoying, some are unconscious.

… why our sense of humor gets more warped each year.

… your kids get their presents in TED stockings and hospital
pillowcases. And their presents are wrapped with Micropore tape.

… you know the phone number of every late night food delivery place by heart.

… almost everything can seem funny .. Eventually.

… when asked by the doctor what color that patient’s diarrhea was, you Show them your shoes. If they missed your shoes, you use the well-known "poo curry colour scale" ranging from chicken korma To spinach vindaloo.

… you can identify different causes of diarrhea by the smell of it.

… every time you walk you make a jingling noise because of all th! e
keys, scissors and clamps in your pocket.

… you can tell the pharmacist more about the medication they are
dispensing than they know.

… you use bladder lavage bags to drip water onto your plants when you’re on holiday.

… you refuse to watch ER because its too much like the real thing and it triggers flashbacks or… Your family refuse to let you watch ER because

…you spend the whole time correcting everyone and pointing out upside down X-rays.

… you avoid answering the phone on your day off in case anyone from
the hospital is trying to call and beg you to work.

… you’ve been telling stories in a restaurant and made someone at
another table throws up.

… you notice that you are using even more 4 letter words than you did before you started nursing.

… you’ve seriously considered catheterising your children before a
long car journey.

… every time someone asks you for a pen you can find at least 4 of
them on you. Most of them have the names of laxatives on them.

… you don’t get excited about blood; unless it’s your own.

… you live by the mott! o "to b e right is only half the battle, to
convince the doctor is more difficult".

… you’ve basted your Christmas turkey with a 50ml syringe.

… you’ve told a confused patient that your name was that of your
co-worker and to shout if they need help.

… eating crisps out of a clean sick-bowl is perfectly normal.

… your bladder can expand to the size of a Winnebago’s water tank.

… when checking the level of a patient’s orientation you aren’t sure
of the day yourself. Or if nightshift, the month.

… you can sleep soundly at the hospital cafeteria table on your dinner
break and are not embarrassed when you wake up.

… you avoid unhealthy looking people in the! shoppi ng center for fear
that they will drop dead near you and you’ll have to do CPR on your day off.

… you throw a farewell buffet for a co-worker and use a bed sheet for a tablecloth and bedpans to hold the nachos.

… you often stay awake for 24+ hrs at a time when you work nights and realise you don’t need alcohol or drugs to hallucinate just lack of
sleep.

… you pull over at a rest stop after working nights because you are
too tired to drive home and wake up to someone knocking on your window thinking you’ve had a stroke because you’re passed out in your car drooling.

… your finger has gone into places you never thought possible.

… you’ve seen more penises than any prostitute.

… you’ve sworn to h! ave "Do Not Resuscitate" tattooed on your chest. Soon.

-=-=-=-

so stop questioning our mental status.. ok? hahahah!

WHY

Top 10 Reasons Why There Couldn’t Be a Filipino-US President
by David Letterman

10. The White House is not big enough for in-laws and
extended relatives.

9. There is not enough parking spaces at the White
House for 2 Honda Civics, 2 Toyota Land Cruisers, 3
Toyota Corollas, Mercedes Benz, BMW (Big Mean Wife),
and MPV (My Pinoy Van).

8. Dignitaries generally are intimidated by eating
with fingers at State dinners.

7. There is too many dining rooms in the White House -
where will they put the Last Supper picture?

6. The White House walls is not big enough to hold a
set of giant wooden spoon and fork.

5. Secret Service staff won’t respond to
"pssst…pssst".

4. Secret Service staff are uncomfortable driving the
Presidential car with a Holy Rosary hanging on the
rear view mirror or having the statue of the Santo
Nino on the dashboard.

3. No budget allocation to purchase karaoke machines
in every White House room.

2. State dinners do not allow "Take Home".

AND THE NUMBER 1 REASON WHY THERE COULDN’T BE A
FILIPINO-AMERICAN US PRESIDENT IS….

1. Air Force One does not allow overweight Balikbayan
boxes!

-=-=-=-=-=-

boy, why am i not surprised.. hahahaha!!!

1 minute mysteries…

See if you can solve the mystery from the clues you are given
None are trick questions. Answers below.

Mystery 1…

A man was found murdered on Sunday morning.
His wife immediately called the police.
The police questioned the wife and staff and got these alibis:
The Wife said she was sleeping.
The Cook was cooking breakfast.
The Gardener was picking vegetables.
The Maid was getting the mail.
The Butler was cleaning the closet.

The police instantly arrested the murderer.

Who did it and how did they know?

Mystery 2…

A man walks into a his bathroom and shoots himself right between the eyes using a real gun with real bullets. He walks out alive, with no blood anywhere And no, he didn’t miss and he wasn’t Superman or any other caped crusader.

How did he do this?

Mystery 3…

Old Mr. Tidy was found dead in his study by Mr. Fiend. Mr. Fiend recounted his dismal discovery to the police. “I was walking by Mr. Tidy’s house when I thought I would just pop in for a visit. I noticed his study light was on and I decided to peek in from the outside to see if he was in there.

There was frost on the window, so I had to wipe it away to see inside. That is when I saw his body. So I kicked in the front door to confirm my suspicions of foul play. I called the police immediately afterward.”

The officer immediately arrested Mr. Fiend for the murder of Mr. Tidy.

How did he know Mr. Fiend was lying?

-=easy and cool huh?!?!=-

ANSWERS:

1. It was the Maid. She said she was getting the mail.
There is no mail on Sunday.

2. He shot his reflection in the bathroom mirror.

3. Frost forms on the inside of the window, not the outside.
So, Mr. Fiend could not have wiped it off to discover Mr. Tidy’s
body.

send him to harvard please!!!

*First-grade teacher, Ms Neelam (Age 28) was having troublewith one of her students.
The teacher asked,"Boy, what is your problem?"

Boy answered, "I’m too smart for the first-grade. My sister is in the
third-grade and I’m smarter than she is! I think I should be in the
third-grade too!"

Ms Neelam had enough. She took Boy to the principal’s office.
While Boy waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the
principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms Neelam he would give
the boy
a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to
the first-grade and behave. She agreed.

Boy was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed
to take the test.

Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"

Boy.: "9".

Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"

Boy.: "36".

And so it went with every question the principal thought a third-grade
should know. The principal looks at Ms Neelam and tells her, "I think Boy.
can go
to the third-grade. "

Ms Neelam says to the principal, "I have some of my own questions. Can I
ask him ?" The principal and Boy. both agree.

Ms Neelam asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of ?"

Boy., after a moment "Legs."

Ms Neelam: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?"

Boy.: "Pockets."

Ms Neelam: "What starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy, oval,
delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?"

Boy.: "Coconut"

Ms Neelam: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft And sticky?"
The principal’s eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer,
Boy was taking charge.

Boy.: "Bubblegum"

Ms Neelam: "What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and
a dog does on three legs?" The principal’s eyes open really wide and before
he could stop the
answer…

Boy.: "Shake hands"

Ms Neelam: "Now I will ask some "Who am I" sort of questions, okay?"

Boy.: "Yep."

Ms Neelam: "You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up.
I get wet before you do."

Boy.: "Tent"

Ms Neelam: "A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you’re bored. The
best man always has me first." The Principal was looking restless, a bit
tense and took one large Patiala Vodka peg.

Boy.: "Wedding Ring"

Ms Neelam: "I come in many sizes. When I’m not well, I drip. When you blow
me, you feel good."

Boy.: "Nose"

Ms Neelam: "I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a
quiver."

Boy.: "Arrow"

Ms Neelam: "What word starts with a ‘F’ and ends in ‘K’ that means lot of
heat and excitement?"

Boy.: "Firetruck"

Ms Neelam: "What word starts with a ‘F’ and ends in ‘K’ & if u don’t get
it u have to use ur hand."

Boy.: "Fork"

Ms Neelam: "What is it that all men have one of it’s longer on some men
than on others, the pope doesn’t use his and a man gives it to his wife
after
they’re married?"

Boy.: "SURNAME"

Ms Neelam: "What part of the man has no bone but has muscles, has lots of
veins, like pumping, & is responsible for making love?"

Boy.: "HEART."

The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teacher, "Send
this Boy to Harvard University , I got the last ten questions wrong myself!"

so, where do you rank? demoted too huh?!?!

it’s time

i guess it doesn't matter anymore who's wrong or who's right..

one loves more.. one loves too many..

 one hurts more.. one ends everything..

so basically.. there's nothing to love.. nothing at all.. there is always a time to say enough.. always a time when one hurts.. always a time when lies are built…

so can anyone tell me what's the point of holding on when one clearly wants to let go?

why force things when it's clearly not supposed to be together?

why continue hurting when one great pain is better than dying everyday…?

there's no point in continuing..

i thought two people deeply inlove needs nothing more to survive.. was i wrong…

without trust, without loyalty, without faithfulness.. everything is bound to end somehow..

why prolong the agony.. when sooner or later things will end..

if there is anything left.. anything at all, a stupid heart would hold on.. though love can sustain its life, like air to a person, pain will be the poison to kill it slowly and painfully..

nothing is worse than everyday death..

there is nothing more.. nothing more to say.. nothing more to reminisce..

nothing..

sad reality.. its time..

she was tired…

 i'm tired.. of not being enough.. of someone not being contented with my best.. for so many times have i heard sorry after i found out everything with my own two eyes.. is it really that hard to be honest? have i done something so wrong that you would treat me so badly? 

i'm tired.. where is masculinity in having another woman? just trying to prove that you are beautiful and strong to have someone waiting around while you are playing with someone else..?

i wish i could make you feel what i am feeling.. but i am not that kind of person.. i cannot do anything that would deliberately hurt you..  foolish of me to believe that you'll change.. foolish of me to believe that i will be enough, that i am worthy of such admiration and loyalty.. worthy.. i have always begged you when in fact that was supposed to be what you must give me.. but still i begged.. and begged.. and begged.. and now grew tired..

my confidence and esteem, you stripped away.. you deny me of what is for me.. and i am tired.. 3 years of the same problem.. i can't take it anymore.. 3 years of dealing with your women has drained every ounce of strength, confidene and love from me.. i 'm really tired and in pain..

yes, you have me in your arms.. but that is not where i want to stay.. i want to be in your mind, as well as in your heart..  don't keep me just because you want someone to warm your nights nor to have someone to hold hands with.. that is not fair to me.. know that it causes me pain.. so let go.. let's stop..

you wouldn't understand.. you wouldn't understand.. I am tired.. so tired.. please.. i am tired..  enough.. i'm tired..

you have my blessing..

be with her..

but let me go..

you can't have the best of both worlds..

We Said : If You Forget Me (Pablo Neruda)

If You Forget Me
   Pablo Neruda 
 
  I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

- have always been a reality so long as love and distance are together -

she said : Lalake Talaga, Oo

women's point of view..

Kaming mga babae na naman ang nakita. Lalake, agrabyado. Lalake, kinakawawa. Lalake, hindi maintindihan. Hmmp, parang masyado yatang nagisa ang mga kabaro ko.

Tungkol sa pagiging patas sa ngalan ng pag-ibig, kami naman ang laging talo a, hindi kayo. Kami ang laging lugi, kami ang laging nawawalan at iniiwan.

Kapag ngumiti ka na ng konti, nag-ayos ng konti pagkakamalan ka nang malandi. Hindi pangseryosohang relasyon. Marinig lang nila na malakas kang magsalita, palengkera ka na. T.O. kagad sa kanila iyon. Mahilig silang tumingin sa mga babaeng sexy manamit, kulang nalang makita na kaluluwa. Pero kapag babaeng seryosohin at gustong ligawan dapat disente, dapat mala-anghel ang mukha, dapat mukhang inosente. Tapos kami pa raw ang mahilig mamili? Parang baliktad yata?

Ok, ayan nanliligaw na si lalake. Dapat pakipot ka para suyuin ka, para habulin ka pa lalo. Kapag hindi ka naman nagpakipot "easy to get" naman ang tingin sa iyo. Hindi ka na seseryosohin. Sino bang may sabing magpaalila kayo, di naman namin hawak ang buhay niyo. Natural lang na magtiis kayo, may gusto kayo sa amin eh. Kapag nakuha niyo na iyon wala na lahat ng mga paghihirap niyo, babaliktad na ang sitwasyon kami naman ang mamromroblema. Para lang kayong may gustong bilhin na bagay. Upang mabili ito kailangan munang magsakripisyo, magtipid, magtiis. Pag nabili na at napagsawaan wala na, balewala na. Diyan ka na sa tabi-tabi. Tawagan nalang kita pag trip ko o kaya'y pag may gusto akong ipagawa sa iyo.

Ano pa ba? E di sinagot mo na diba. Utang naloob pa natin yun. Dahil naghirap daw sila sa panliligaw dapat masuklian natin iyon ng higit pa. Sa umpisa kailangan malambing ka, maayos at laging magsisilbi sa kanya. Ayaw daw nilang humawak ng relasyon, pero kapag ikaw naman ang nagmando, aba, masasakal naman. Sasabihin pa sa iyo "demanding" ka. Meron ka pang maririnig na "I think we need space" at kung anu-ano pang ek-ek. Sino rin may sabing di dapat kami magpakabait, maging devoted at faithful? Kapag kami ang sumaway niyang mga iyan, iba na ang tingin sa amin. Malandi na kami, haliparot, pakawala, makikay at kung anu-ano pang mga bansag ang itatawag sa amin. Kapag kayo gumawa noon, ok lang. Lalake kayo eh, macho kayo pag ginawa niyo iyon. Kaya kami. Walang magawa. Magpapakaburo at magpapakamadre nalang. Kapag nagloko na kayo ano pa bang magagawa namin? Eh di iiyak nalang. Wala namang ibang magagawa eh.

Tungkol naman sa tinatawag niyong pagdedemand namin. Hindi kami nagdedemand! Karapatan lang namin iyon. Karapatan namin na lambingin niyo kami, icheck at ipakita sa amin na mahal niyo kami.

Hindi rin ibig sabihin na mas sincere kayo sa amin. Seryoso rin naman kami ah. At ang maturity wala yan sa edad. Mas maaga nga kaming magmature sa inyo. Ang isang 19 year old na lalake eh, isip 15 pa yun. It follows iyan sa lahat ng age group. Mas mataas pa nga kung minsan ang pagbawas ng level of maturity. Kayo na ang mag-math. Pati yung pag-iyak namin pinupuntirya niyo. Kesyo drama daw. Diba kapag umiyak ka nagbuhos ka ng emosyon diyan. Ano tingin niyo sa amin mga artista?!

Alam niyo iyon? Yun bang kulang nalang ay lumuha ka na ng dugo, pero hindi ka pa rin papansinin. Sasabihan ka pang tigilan na ang pagdradrama. Hindi nila kami maintindihan kapag nagseselos kami. Bakit naman kami magseselos kung wala kaming nakikita? Mas iba kaming magmahal. Mas masarap.

Kapag natapos na ang lambingan, eh di siyempre iwanan blues na. Kami pa raw ang nagsawa, kami pa raw ang nagtritrip lang. Sino ba ang lumalayas kapag may nakita nang bago, sino ba ang mayabang, sino ba ang nagmamalaki? Kami ba? Kami ang walang choice. Kasi ang babae pag sinabing "break na tayo" lambingin lang iyan ng konti balikan blues na iyan. Kapag ang lalake ang umayaw, pucha, bahala ka diyan. Kahit mag-tambling ka pa sa harap niya. Wa-epek. Umiyak ka ng bato. Wa-epek. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tapos sila pa raw ang kawawa.

Post-break up, mahal pa ng babae si lalaki. Sasamantalahin ni lalaki. Magpapagawa ng kung anu-ano. Naaalala ka lang kapag may kailangan sa iyo. Kapag pumangit ka after the break up, magpapasalamat sila na iniwan ka nila. Kapag gumanda ka naman, ipagkakalat nila sa buong sangkatauhan na naging girlfriend ka niya. Sala sa init sala sa lamig talaga.

Ano ba namang buhay to? Ang hirap ding maging babae ano. Kala nila laging sila nalang. Lagi rin kaming naiiwan sa ere. In-love din kami.

Ang mga lalake talaga, oo.

would you have thought…

he said : Babae Talaga, Oo

   from a man's point of view..

 *gabe. usapang lalake*
*sindi ng yosi*
*hithit*
*buga*

Musta na, pare? Ako, okay lang. Eto. Nagmumuni-muni. Nag-iisip. Minsan talaga may mga bagay na hindi ko maintindihan. Ewan ko ba.

*hinga ng malalim*

Bakit ba ganun pare, ilang beses ko na pinag-aralan pero lagi na lang lumalabas na parang kahit ‘sang anggulo mo tingnan, hindi nagiging patas para sa mga lalake ang ilang bagay pagdating sa pagmamahal.

*tingin sa stars*

Minsan naiisip ko, alam kaya ng mga babae ang hirap ng lalake na gumawa ng first move para magtapat ng pagmamahal? E yung hirap na dinadaanan sa panliligaw at pagsuyo sa mahal nya? Ang feeling ng masaktan pag nabasted? Malamang-lamang siguro, hindi ano. Wala naman yata silang alam sa mga paghihirap naten e. Ang alam lang ata nila e mamili, manakit, at magsaya. Tingin mo?

*tingin sa malayo*

Lagi naman ganun. Una pa lang, lalake na ang naghihirap. Hassle saten ang panliligaw pero bago pa yun, kung ano pang diskarte ang gagawin naten para masabi naten sa kanila na mahal natin sila. Alam kaya nila yun? Mahirap magsabi na mahal mo na yung babae, diba? Tapos liligawan pa naten. Patutunayan na mahal nga sila. Susuyuin to-the-max. Maghahatid sa bahay, tutulungan, sasabayan, palalamunin, pagtyatyagaan, lahat na. Kulang na lang e pagsilbihan mo nang walang sahod. At ano ang kapalit? Well, depende sa trip nila. Oo tol, sa trip lang nila. Wala silang pake kesehodang mahal natin talaga sila. Basta ang alam nila, pag di nila tayo trip, isang malaking HINDE ang makukuha naten, kahit umiyak pa tayo ng dugo o lumuhod sa mga asing buu-buo. Para lang silang namimili ng damit na di man lang sinusukat bago ayawan. Kaya kahit mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal natin, sorry tayo. Hindi nila alam kung mahal mo sila. Kailangan mong maabot ang kanilang mga standards o uuwi ka lang na bad trip, iiling-iling, at minsan, luhaan.

Wala tayong magagawa, marami silang alibi. “Hindi pa ‘ko ready eh..”, “Sorry pero I think we should just be friends..”, “Ha? Uhhmm.. nagpapatawa ka ba? Hahahaha..” “Better luck next time na lang muna, okay lang?”, “Give me a decade. Pag-iisipan ko muna..”, “Para lang kitang kapatid e..”, yaddah yaddah. Isang malaking pagsasaklob ng langit at lupa ‘yon para saten.

*kuha ng bote ng beer*
*lagok*
*lunok*

At hindi lang ‘yon tol. Sa pre-relationship stage pa lang yon. Pag sinagot na nila tayo, satin pa rin ang hassle. Tayo daw ang mga lalake kaya tayo ang hahawak ng relasyon. Tayo ang aayos kung may gulo; tayo ang dapat magpapakabait; tayo ang magtatyaga; tayo ang magiging devoted at faithful; tayo, tayo tayo.

Sila? Ummm… Teka, isipin ko.

Ayun. Sila ang magsasabi kung anong oras kayo dapat magmeet; sila ang magtetext ng mga mushy at kabalbalang texts; sila ang magdedemand sayo ng kung anu-ano; sila ang magbabawal; sila ang magsasabi kung kelan ka dapat mag-shave, kung kelan ka pwedeng tumawag sa bahay nila, kung kelan sila di dapat bad tripin dahil meron sila, at kung kelan ka korni. Ewan. Ganun ata talaga.

*kuha ng bote ng beer*
*lagok*
*lunok*

Hindi pa yun tapos pare, dahil dapat tayo ang bahala kung ano ang magiging takbo ng relasyon. Pag maganda, edi okay. Pag may problema, kasalanan naten. Haay buhay. Minsan talaga kung tutuusin sakit sila ng ulo. Kaya lang mahal naten kaya di na natin iniintindi yun.

*hinga ng malalim*

Pero alam mo tol, feeling ko mas sincere pa tayo magmahal sa kanila. Alam mo yun, iba tayo magmahal e. Hindi lang parang laru-laro lang. Seryoso. At kung magmahal man tayo, lubus-lubusan. Mas mature. Hindi yung parang pambata lang gaya nila na kesyo magseselos-selos, iiyak-iyak, iina-inarte, dadradrama, at kung anu-ano pa. Hindi lang kababawan. Ka-mushyhan. Kababaihan. Iba tayo pag nagmahal.

*hinga ng malalim*
*tingin sa malayo ulit*

At ito pa ang pinakamasaklap.

*singhot*

Ang ending ng relasyon. Sa mga panahong ‘to, either sawa na sila, hindi na tayo trip, may nahanap na silang better saten, o kaya they need f*cking space and time muna. Bad trip no? Wala na naman tayong choice. Sila ang masusunod.

At ano pa ang kasamang hassle don? Syempre wasak na ang imahe naten. Tayo ang lalabas na may kasalanan. Na playboy. Na nagpapaiyak.

*iiling*

Tayo siyempre ang mga antagonist at sila yung mga bidang inaapi at parang mga pusang iiyak-iyak. Ang ending: mag-ooffer sila ng “friendship” kuno matapos tayong pagsawaan, lahat ng gifts naten nasa kanila, sawi tayo sa pag-ibig, “player” na ang image naten, at higit sa lahat, mag-iisip kung papaano ipagpapatuloy ang buhay. Maiiwan tayong tulala, mag-iisip kung saan nagkamali, mamomroblema sa pag-aadjust sa pagiging single, at di na naman makakatulog.

Haay buhay. Ang hirap maging lalake. Lagi ka na lang naiiwan sa ere. Ano? Hindi ka na nagsalita? In-love ka no?

Ako, kamusta? Eto. Yoyosi-yosi. Bubuntong-buntong hininga. Titingin-tingin sa bituin. Mumuni-muni. Lalagok-lagok ng alak.

Ang mga babae talaga, oo.

i said : after our ever after

i want to tell you in the exact words how i am feeling right now…

but too many words and not one would fit…

so much pain yet so much love…

wanting to leave yet leaving would mean death…

oh how i love yet be in pain…

you know you're the only one who can make everything okay..

(if i'm not the one…)

we said : Just A Break…

"Love, just like in layouts for magazines, needs space to breathe…"

Naahh… we are not breaking up.. we may be having hard time these past few weeks but we're still here… what we meant by break is a break from too much emotion on this page.. we love a good laugh.. the following jokes might be boring or a little too corny for you.. but for a tired man, a smile escaping the lips meant so much more.. so enjoy! (and btw, if you want, you can submit better jokes.. just email us and we'll post it right here!)

-=xiao!=-

battle-between-the-sexes kind of jokes.

Q: Why did God create the man before he created the woman?
A1: The answer that men give: To give him the chance to enjoy Heaven on Earth for a few moments.
A2: The answer that women give: Everyone makes a draft first!

-=haha=-

A: Doctor, will I be able to play the piano after the operation?
B: Yes, of course.
A: Great! I never could before!

she said : bed of roses

maybe not this grand.. but the feeling of finding dozen of roses lying on your bed when you go home so tired and just had a fight with the one you love is much more entertaining and much more than anything..

i was supposed to write this up the very day i laid on such bed, but i had a lot of classes to attend so i wasn't able to.. i asked him to write it up but he said he doens't know how to put to words what i was feeling.. neither how he felt at that time because the surprise was not for him.. so i ended up doing the job today..

but oh well.. here goes nothing..

i went home from an 8-hour class.. drained.. but very much excited to give him a stuff toy (named Leech for Leech King of Dota) and a perfume.. but alas! he was on the computer.. playing rpg.. playing again.. and not noticing me until i said, BOO! he then kissed me on my cheeks.. asked how i was but never really listening to my reply.. i gave him my gift, he shrugged and said i should put it in his room.. THAT was it?!?!? no fireworks?!?! no THANK you?!?!? no nothing?!?!? arrrghh…! mighty pissed off.. then i stayed awhile.. trying to pull him off that chair.. but to no avail.. he stay glued to his seat! damn! then he said, "why don't you go to your room and change?" i muttered, "dont you want me to stay here?" to which he replied.. "and do what?" so i stormed to my room, throw my bag on my bed and take my close off.. i lie on the bed thinking how i'd let him pay back for what he did…

but something soft was on my bed.. and something… THORNS! OUCH! i stood up ready to go and give him a good slap when i turned around and saw the roses on my bed.. AAAAAAWW… my heart melt.. the anger evaporated… roses.. pink, red and yellow.. aaaw… he never really gives any ofhis girlfriend before flowers… and it makes it all the more special… he is never the type to carry flowers around..

i ran back to him and gave him a tight long hug.. he was quite surprised and asked "what the heck are you doing?!?!" i just kissed him and whispered thank you.. that was all there is to say anyway..