Company Christmas Party
Oh my god. It is 5 o'clock in the morning. I come in this moment home. I am drunken and tired. I should go to the bed, but I want write this entry at this time...
In this 4 years what I am be in this company, the employer said thanks at this party. This was the once. In the last years I was a piece of so many. But this evening the chief said thanks thanks to me, that I finish my training at the job. this was what i want all this years. Acceptance.
I don't know what I should say now. Have I finish my way? I don't know.
I go now to bed and write a entry later.
Good morning to everyone...
Friday, December 15, 2006
Tear Stain Dog Remover
Suck
I cant get out of bed today
Or get you off my mind
I just cant seem to find a way to leave the love behind
I ain't trippin
I'm just missin you
You know what I'm saying
You know what I mean
You kept me hanging on a string
Why you make me cry
I tried to give u everything
But you just give lies
I ain't trippin
I'm just missin you
You know what I'm saying
You know what I mean
Every now and then
When I'm all alone
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone
Say you want me back
But you never do
I feel like such a fool
There's nothing I can do
I'm such a fool for you
I can't take it
What am I waiting for
My heart's still breakin
I miss you even more
And I can't fake it
The way I could before
I hate you but I love you
I cant stop thinkin of you
It's true, I'm stuck on you
Now love's a broken record
That's been skippin' in my head
I keep singing Yesterday
Why we got to play these games we play?
I aint trippin
I'm just missin you
You know what I'm saying
You know what I mean
Every now and then
When I'm all alone
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone
Say you want me back
But you never do
I feel like such a fool
I can't take it
What am I waiting for
My heart's still breakin
I miss you even more
And I can't fake it
The way I could before
I hate you but I love you
I can't stop thinkin of you
It's true, I'm stuck on you
Every now and then
When I'm all alone
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone
Say you want me back
But you never do
I feel like such a fool
There's nothing I can do
I'm such a fool for you
I can't take it
What am I waiting for
My heart's still breakin
I miss you even more
And I can not fake it
The way I could before I hate you but
I love you
I cannot stop thinkin of you
I hate you but I love you
I cannot stop thinkin of you I do not know
what to do
I'm stuck on you
I cant get out of bed today
Or get you off my mind
I just cant seem to find a way to leave the love behind
I ain't trippin
I'm just missin you
You know what I'm saying
You know what I mean
You kept me hanging on a string
Why you make me cry
I tried to give u everything
But you just give lies
I ain't trippin
I'm just missin you
You know what I'm saying
You know what I mean
Every now and then
When I'm all alone
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone
Say you want me back
But you never do
I feel like such a fool
There's nothing I can do
I'm such a fool for you
I can't take it
What am I waiting for
My heart's still breakin
I miss you even more
And I can't fake it
The way I could before
I hate you but I love you
I cant stop thinkin of you
It's true, I'm stuck on you
Now love's a broken record
That's been skippin' in my head
I keep singing Yesterday
Why we got to play these games we play?
I aint trippin
I'm just missin you
You know what I'm saying
You know what I mean
Every now and then
When I'm all alone
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone
Say you want me back
But you never do
I feel like such a fool
I can't take it
What am I waiting for
My heart's still breakin
I miss you even more
And I can't fake it
The way I could before
I hate you but I love you
I can't stop thinkin of you
It's true, I'm stuck on you
Every now and then
When I'm all alone
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone
Say you want me back
But you never do
I feel like such a fool
There's nothing I can do
I'm such a fool for you
I can't take it
What am I waiting for
My heart's still breakin
I miss you even more
And I can not fake it
The way I could before I hate you but
I love you
I cannot stop thinkin of you
I hate you but I love you
I cannot stop thinkin of you I do not know
what to do
I'm stuck on you
Tuesday, December 5, 2006
Is There A Cheap Replacement For Grecian Formula
* This goes to the heart *
One day a teacher asked her students the names of all other students in the class
on a sheet of paper to write and leave a little space next to the names.
Then she said to the students, you should consider what is the kindest
they can say about each of their classmates and that they should write it down.
It took the whole hour, until everyone was finished and before left the classroom, they gave their leaves
the teacher.
the weekend, the name of each student teacher wrote on a piece of paper
, and listed what everyone who
their classmates had said about the individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, smiling.
"Really?", Was heard to whisper .. "I did not think I meant anything to anyone!"
and "I did not know others liked me so," were the comments.
No one mentioned after class again.
The teacher did not know if the students amongst themselves or discussed with their parents,
but that did not matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose.
The students were happy with themselves and with others.
few years later was like one of the students in Vietnam
and his teacher attended the funeral of the student.
The church was packed with his friends.
One by one, who had loved the young man or knew, walked past the coffin
and showed him their last respects.
The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.
As she stood there, said one of the soldiers who carried the coffin to her
"Were you Mark's math teacher?" She nodded: "Yes." Then he
said: "Mark talked about you a lot."
After the funeral, most gathered by Mark's former classmates.
Marks parents were there and apparently they were waiting eagerly to talking with the teacher.
"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet from his pocket.
"They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."
from the wallet he pulled a heavily worn sheet that stuck together obviously been
folded many times and was unfolded.
The teacher knew without looking that this was one of the leaves,
on them were the nice things that his classmates had said about Mark.
"We want to thank you so much that you do that," said Mark's mother.
"As you can see, has appreciated the Mark"
All former students gathered around the teacher.
Charlie smiled a little and said, "I have my list also
She is in the top drawer of my desk.".
Chucks wife said, "Chuck asked me to stick to his in our wedding album."
"I have mine too," said Marilyn. "It's in my diary."
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocket calendar
and showed her worn and frazzled list to the other.
"I carry with me forever," said Vicki said then:
"I think we all saved our lists."
The teacher was so moved that she had to sit down and wept.
She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him more. Forgot
in coexistence with our fellow human beings, we often
that every life ends one day and that we do not know when that will be that day.
why should the people one loves and cares for you, say,
that they are something special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.
Remember, you reap what you sow. What one brings to the lives of others comes back into his own life also.
This day should be a special day just as special as you are.
One day a teacher asked her students the names of all other students in the class
on a sheet of paper to write and leave a little space next to the names.
Then she said to the students, you should consider what is the kindest
they can say about each of their classmates and that they should write it down.
It took the whole hour, until everyone was finished and before left the classroom, they gave their leaves
the teacher.
the weekend, the name of each student teacher wrote on a piece of paper
, and listed what everyone who
their classmates had said about the individual.
On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, smiling.
"Really?", Was heard to whisper .. "I did not think I meant anything to anyone!"
and "I did not know others liked me so," were the comments.
No one mentioned after class again.
The teacher did not know if the students amongst themselves or discussed with their parents,
but that did not matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose.
The students were happy with themselves and with others.
few years later was like one of the students in Vietnam
and his teacher attended the funeral of the student.
The church was packed with his friends.
One by one, who had loved the young man or knew, walked past the coffin
and showed him their last respects.
The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.
As she stood there, said one of the soldiers who carried the coffin to her
"Were you Mark's math teacher?" She nodded: "Yes." Then he
said: "Mark talked about you a lot."
After the funeral, most gathered by Mark's former classmates.
Marks parents were there and apparently they were waiting eagerly to talking with the teacher.
"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet from his pocket.
"They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."
from the wallet he pulled a heavily worn sheet that stuck together obviously been
folded many times and was unfolded.
The teacher knew without looking that this was one of the leaves,
on them were the nice things that his classmates had said about Mark.
"We want to thank you so much that you do that," said Mark's mother.
"As you can see, has appreciated the Mark"
All former students gathered around the teacher.
Charlie smiled a little and said, "I have my list also
She is in the top drawer of my desk.".
Chucks wife said, "Chuck asked me to stick to his in our wedding album."
"I have mine too," said Marilyn. "It's in my diary."
Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocket calendar
and showed her worn and frazzled list to the other.
"I carry with me forever," said Vicki said then:
"I think we all saved our lists."
The teacher was so moved that she had to sit down and wept.
She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him more. Forgot
in coexistence with our fellow human beings, we often
that every life ends one day and that we do not know when that will be that day.
why should the people one loves and cares for you, say,
that they are something special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.
Remember, you reap what you sow. What one brings to the lives of others comes back into his own life also.
This day should be a special day just as special as you are.
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