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Tasmanian devil.......
02.14.09 (5:05 am)   [edit]

Our next door neighbour happens to be a couple who love to fight in the middle of the night, and it so happens that our bedroom is close to where they start their seasonal fight, when the weather is good the fight happens outdoor and indoor if it's cold, but it without an exception happens after midnight.  I guess they make sure that everyone is asleep in the neighbourhood.  I have to say that I am totally sleepless tonight, I don't know why...well I do know why, I had a minor surgery on my teeth and of course it is hurting.  Last night I was sound asleep and suddenly I woke up not knowing why to later found out that they are at each other again, him with his loud voice saying "F**** no" and she as always mumbling. So it went on and on for about an hour, and I was so angry that I almost called the police, but of course the good neighbourly maners prevent me from doing so....I stayed in bed listening to them fighting and then suddenly there  was a silent for about 10 minutes and then the voices started again except this time the voices were moaning and screaming in joy.....lol I am not kidding.

I could not believe it, are they sick or something, do they fight to later make up? They reminded me of the Tasmanian Devil.  It happens that the male specie beat the heck out of the female first and then have sex with her and right after the sex he puts her is a cage and then later he comes back and beats her up and have sex again until he impragnates her. I am not kidding.

I always thought there is a difference between animals and human, and definitely between an adult and a teenager.  I guess I am either very romantic or outdated..either way I rather have a nice loving evening that a life like Tasmanian Devils....What do you think?

Two sleepless nights, one for the teeth and the other for the Tasmanian Devils..:)

 
Happy Valentine's Day :)
02.13.09 (7:58 am)   [edit]

To My Friends Who Are SINGLE
Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But

if you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it. Love can
make you happy but often it hurts, but love's only special when you give it
to someone who is really worth it. So take your time and choose the best.

To My Friends Who Are NOT SO SINGLE
Love isn't about becoming somebody else's 'perfect person.' It's about
finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.

To My Friends Who Are PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE
Never say 'I love you' if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they
aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look
in the eye when all you do is lie. The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is
to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall and it works
both ways.

To My Friends Who Are MARRIED
Love is not about it's your fault, but I'm sorry. Not where are you,
but 'I'm right here. Not how could you but I understand. Not I
wish you were, but I'm thankful you are.

 
Thoughts...thoughts.... silly
02.09.09 (2:35 pm)   [edit]

I am so worried, I am almost sick to my stomach.  What if????? I keep telling myself worrying about something that hasn't happened is stupid.  My mind says that but I don't know how to explain that to my heart?

My mind says "When God closes a door, he opens up another" and my heart asks "what if not" my mind says: "Then worry about it then, not now"..

Oh my I am just not feeling good and I want to go home..:( my mind says "Damn go and workout" I guess I am not going to listen to my heart, because my heart is not so reliable..

 
A Poem
02.06.09 (3:52 pm)   [edit]

A Moment to Remember

A magic moment I remember
I raised my eyes and you were there 
a fleeting vision the quintessence
of all that's beautiful and rare

 

I pray to mute despair and anguish
to vain pursuit  the world esteems 
Long did I near your sooth ing accents 
Long did your features haunt my dreams 

 

Time passed a rebel storm blast scattered
the reveries th at once were mine 
and I forgo your soothing accents 
your features g racefully divine

 

In dark days of enforced retirement 
I gazed upon grey skies abov e 
with no ideal to inspire me 
No one to  cry for live for love

 

Then came a moment of renai ssance 
I looked up you again are there
A fleeting visi on the quintess ence 
of all that's beautiful and rare

 

-Alexander Pushkin-

 

 

 
Happy Valentine's Day :)
02.03.09 (7:43 am)   [edit]


An English Man, French man and an Arab were being
interviewed by a reporter with regards to what they bought
their wives for Valentines Day.
So the French man says, well, 'I bot me wife un ring
and a pair of 
gleuve, so if che don like ze ring che can coveur eet wiz
ze gleuve.'
The English man said, 'I bought my wife a beautiful diamond broach and a scarf, so that if should happen to dislike the broach she may cover it
with the scarf'. So they ask the Arab, who says, 'wallah ya habibi! I boaght me wife za Farrari and za vibratore!' the reporter is stunned and asks 'why a
Vibrator??' the Arab says: 'fel haggiggah ya tayyeb, if she not like za
Farrari she can f**k herself!!!'