tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61762232011-07-30T23:37:19.213-07:00I am a work in progress.jamma_33http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808831769084606102noreply@blogger.comBlogger2831100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176223.post-84783945652512092472009-07-15T20:23:00.000-07:002009-07-15T20:27:45.337-07:00

Life doesn't give you the people you want, it gives you the people you need. To help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you, and to make you into the person you are meant to be.I am starting to wonder if my life was supossed to be bigger. Better. Who would I have been if I had made different choices? What would my life have been if I hadn't escaped my former life to pursue the present

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If there is one thing I can say about life it is that it will never take it easy on you. It gives you lessons and its up to you to learn from them and grow stronger and better or be a wimp and cower away from what you know you should do.

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The more I train,The harder I get.The harder I get,The more lethal I am.The more lethal I am,The fewer the opponents.The fewer the opponents,The less to lose.The less to lose,The more I let up.The more I let up,The more room for mistakes.The more room for mistakes,The more I train.

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I know that there are many times in my life where I loved to be alone, times where I wanted to be alone. Being alone is very different from being lonely. Being alone can be a great thing, it gives us time to think, to be our authentic self with no one judging us or attempting to entertain us. Being alone at times in your life is very freeing, it gives us a chance to really think. For me, it gives

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I had a dream last night about my high school graduation. I woke up this morning and thought about how lucky we were. I thought about the clean slate that we all had and how we could write our dreams and how we had so much time to fulfill them. When we are young we are often so frivolous with our time. We think we have so much of it to squander. The truth is we don't. You just never know when

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Trust is one of the most difficult things to give another person. After a person proves themselves trustworthy, we still sometimes struggle with it. And when we struggle, it comes from within. It’s usually not about them but more about us. Past hurts the most likely culprit. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing, just means the mind is doing its best to learn the lesson. Life is about balance and

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Relationships are quite possibly the most complicated things on the earth. We do our best to break them down and simplify them but there are so many variables that it extremely difficult to do.Love is such a small part of it all. Love in many ways often serves as a complication. You love someone and want to be with them so you allow yourself to stay regardless of the things that are wrong, the

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Life is too Short!Kiss longer, laugh harder, love deeper, smile wider!

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Sometimes while on your chosen path you get stuck or you lose momentum, things fall apart, things change, things happen and the only thing you can do at that point in your path is pull your self up by the bootstraps and go forward. Sometimes you might feel so bad that you just want to sit there but then you find the longer you sit there the more it hurts or the more bad it makes you feel. How do

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You have probably heard about thinking big. It's great advice except for its wrong. Oh no its not wrong to think big, don't get me wrong. However, you can't just wake up and start thinking big and expect to get big. Like anything you have to start at the bottom and work your way up. Big is the goal at the end of succession of baby steps and medium steps that lead to big. So many people get

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To be, or not to be...that is the question, isn't it? The other question is what do you want to be, or not be? Sometimes it is easier to envision the things we don't want than the things we do. But it is forever true that it is up to each individual to follow his or her dream. To follow a dream means to follow it, to pursue it. The dream must be big, and it must be important, more important than

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Hmmmm... Been such a long time since I last wrote. I like to think that is because I have been busy living my life. My days are filled with "stuff". My nights, much the same. I'm not tired of this life, I am just tired. But, there are times I just want to stop. Even just for one day. Stop that routine, do other things, walk alone. These past few days of my life have been full of all the ups

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You amaze me because...1) You listen to me without judgement when others would turn their backs.2) You remember things I have told you that I forgot I said.3) You carry the weight of the world on your shoulder's never stopping to share the load.4) You take everything I am insecure about and make me feel special.5) You are constantly evolving into a better and better person.6) You have the ability

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I am a work in progress.

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I've come to realize a few things over the past little while.1. I honestly don't trust anyone. Now this isn't to say that I'm constantly looking over my back at people and wondering when they are going to do me in. I just am suspicious about all things and am not surprised when one stabs me in the back - or even the front as the case may be.2. I know in my heart of hearts that I am most likely

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1. What did you do in 2006 that you'd never done before? Win a Provincial title as a coach2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year? didn't have any3. Did anyone close to you give birth? a high school friend4. Did anyone close to you die? a couple people5. What countries did you visit? only the USA6. What would you like to have in 2007 that you lacked in

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What would I do if I were not afraid???

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I remember how I thought we would never see each other again. I remember thinking you wouldn't even notice. Now I am seeing you again. You don't notice. I think I may be OK with that.I'm learning to compare. Me to me. I'm learning to be fair. To be who I need to be.I'm learning to do what I need to do. To make it through.To suck it up, and get over yourself. Stop moping around and put your

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In this day I choose living not just for the sake of passing time. I choose to take advantage of the milliseconds between my breath and my sigh. In this day I will grasp hold of the moments I lost so many times before as words rolled off my tongue penetrating the ears and hearts of those whom I wanted to hurt and did. In this day I will make up for time lost by living between my thoughts and my

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I really miss youThere's something that I gotta sayThe things we did, the things we saidKeep coming back to me and make me smile againYou showed me how to face the truthEverything that's good in me I owe to youThough the distance that's between usNow may seem to be too farIt will never seperate usDeep inside I know you areNever gone, never farIn my heart is where you areAlways close,

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** One book that changed your life:The Interuption of Everything** One book you have read more than once:Catcher in the Rye** One book you would want on a desert island:A blank notebook** One book that made you laugh:The Shopohollic Series** One book that made you cry:The Notebook** One book you wish you had written:Any of them. Seeing as how I have never written one.** One book you are

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Bottom line..."I'm missing him - it has been too long""I miss him to the point where it almost hurts - and yet I can't truly tell him that""I'm missing him - but refuse to rush into anything""I miss him - and the way he can make me smile without even knowing it""I'm missing him - and the way he makes me smile withiout even trying""I miss him...like I shouldn't""I'm missing him - right now"

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I Want You To Need Me I want to be the face you see when you close your eyesI want to be the touch you need every single nightI want to be your fantasyAnd be your realityAnd everything betweenI want you to need meLike the air you breatheI want you to feel meIn everythingI want you to see meIn your every dreamThe way that I taste you feel you breathe you need youI want you to need meLike I need

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Wow. Life certainly does have a way of throwing you curve balls when you least expect it. I am always in control. Of my feelings. Of my reactions. Of my actions.And yet I am finding myself losing it all over the place with him. He is irresistible. I am slowly losing all sense of what I should or shouldn't be doing. And yet, I have managed to keep the emotional aspects at bay - how is that

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Enjoy The Silence It has been a long long week. I'm physically, mentally and psychologically tired. There is just so much to do. So many committments. So much time spent doing... wh knows what.I miss my sister. We seem to be getting closer, and at the same time, the distance weighs heavy on my heart. I wish I could see her whenever I wanted to. I miss her.I miss my kids. I wish it had gone

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Sometimes I Wish. Sometimes I wish it were all just that easy. I wish I could just drop everything and go. Sometimes I wish I didn't feel this way, and hope that I could want to live here forever. Sometimes I wish that you would stop telling me what I should do, and just support the things I have done. Sometimes when I lie in the bathtub, I wish I could just float away. Sometimes I wish I would

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I rememberI remember the late night conversations that went into the early morning.I remember the emails that said so little and so much at the same time.I remember the first time I looked into your eyes.I remember the first time I knew you had broken down my walls.I remember watching Smallville just to see what the fuss was about.I remember every dream, asleep or awake.I remember what you were

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always leave them wanting more, always leave them wanting more.....always leave them.wanting more.I repeat it over and over again in my head.always leave them wanting more.and I try to convince myself that i'm making the right decision.don't give in. don't do it.I try not to let myself give in to temptation.but it's incredibly impossible.always leave them wanting more.I have to do it... just this

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So, I have been finding myself thinking a lot about the past as of late. Perhaps it is that time of year, perhaps it is because I was asked to "sign" some of my kids' yearbooks - which lead me to think about things they would remember - things that were between only us.I find myself thinking back to my high school days - mostly grade 10 and 11. To the people I held close, and to those I held

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So, I know that things happen for a reason, and we walk down the path's we choose in life and meet people along the way - meet challenges along the way - meet "life" along the way. But I hate this in limbo part - where will I be next year? What will I be doing? Who will I be close to?Sigh.Like I said - I know things happen for a reason, but all I am asking for - is the reason!

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Goodbye My LoverDid I disappoint you or let you down?Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.So I took what's mine by eternal right.Took your soul out into the night.It may be over but it won't stop there,I am here for you if you'd only care.You touched my heart you touched my soul.You changed my

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The Reason I want to be the one you come to when you want to run away.I want to be the reason that you decide to stay.I want to be there when you fail and when you try again. I want to be your lover I want to be your friend.I want to be beside you if ever you fall down.I want to be the reason your feet are off the ground.I want to be there to support you in making your dreams come true.I want

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Damn You Keith Urban! Sigh! I admit, while I remain a cynic a majority of the time, once in awhile a love song will reduce me to a quivering bottom lip personified. What really moved me about this song was how genuinely endearing and unpretentious it was. I felt that, whoever the woman he’s singing about is, it seemed like he was completely there for her. It gave me the impression that maybe she

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Name 4 people who have most influenced your life, past or present, and why:My kids - they make me want to be betterZoe - makes me smile when I don't want toMy girls - they allow me to relive my love for the gameC - allows me to think and feelDo you have anything on or near your computer monitor/desk area? Besides your mouse!PicturesCD rackMailCandleFour words that describe your mood right now:

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THE GREATEST ADVICEDon't date because you are desperate.Don't marry because you are miserable.Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.Don't associate with people you can't trust.Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.Don't dictate because you are smarter.Don't demand because you are stronger.Don't sleep around because you

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First Name: JaimeSingle or Taken: BothGender: FemaleBirthday: September 30Siblings: Amanda (25) John (23)Eye color: BlueHeight: 5'7What are you wearing right now: Navy blue pants and a red t-shirtRighty or lefty: Righty Can you make a dollar in change right now: nopeRelationships:Who are your five closest friends?: Chantal, Amanda, Sergio, JohnBest place to go for a date: right now - Habs playoff

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I Do, I Do babeAll I am, all I'll beEverything in this worldAll that I'll ever needIs in your eyesShining at meWhen you smile I can feelAll my passion unfoldingYour hand brushes mineAnd the thousand sensationsSeduce me 'cause II do cherish youFor the rest of my lifeYou don't have to think twiceI will love you stillFrom the depths of my soulIt's beyond my controlI've waited so long to say this to

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Until the very end...I will be there.

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1) Who is the last person you high-fived? Zoe - last night2) If you were drafted into a war, would you survive? I would certainly hope so3) Do you sleep with the TV on? Sometimes, although I set the timer first4) Have you ever drunk milk straight out of the carton? Nope5) Have you ever won a spelling bee? Probably - in elementary school6) Have you ever been stung by a bee? Yes7) How fast

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Why Do I Like Thee?Because you are scared,By the slightest whisperBecause you are jealous,When the time doesn’t call for itBecause you are weak,No more than a strawBecause you are indecisive,When others are on the lineBecause you are aggressive,When those close to you are threatenedBecause you are ambitious,Despite other endsBecause you are determined,When the walls break downBecause you are

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I’m not in love with you…yetBut that doesn’t mean that I never will be.I’m falling in love with you much faster than I’m used to,Maybe too fast for me to handle, but I know that I am.I love what we share and how we are together,What makes us ‘soulmates’ and how we can just live laughing at anything and I just can’t let go of all that that easily.If you, however, tell me to go away, I’ll try to,

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The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly! - A Survey of Your Life * So Basically... * Name?: JaimeAge?: 28Sex?: femaleBirth Date?: September 30, 1977Hair Color?: brownEye Color?: blue Height?: 5'7 Piercings?: earsTattoos?: no What are you wearing right now?: black track pants and a white t-shirtHair style at the moment?: up* Favorites * Soda?: CokeFood?: souvlakiDrink?: lemonadeAlcoholic Drink?:

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In My Heart ~~~~ You don't have to be perfect To belong in this place You don't have to have all the answers, Or always know the right thing to say You can climb the highest mountain, if you want Or quietly imagine that you might, someday You can take chances or take safety nets, Make miracles or make mistakes You don't have to be composed at all hours to be strong here. You don't have to be

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Characteristic by Month JANUARYPretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn.FEBRUARYAbstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals.

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I Prefer: In Relationships The List is long.Be Funny, and more so than being funny, know when to be funny. It's all about timing!Be Charming, sweet words that no doubt will make me swoon, while at the same time will not be perceived as coming on too strong. Be Interesting. Sports, Cars, Philosophy, Music, Fashion, Politics, Creativity. All of the above. Chunks and sections that will keep me

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The dawn is breaking A light shining through You're barely waking And I'm tangled up in you Yeah I'm open, you're closed Where I follow, you'll go I worry I won't see your face Light up again Even the best fall down sometimes Even the wrong words seem to rhyme Out of the doubt that fills my mind I somehow find You and I collide I'm quiet you know You make a first impression I've found I'm scared

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It is amazing how one person or in this case, one thing can mean so much and have such an affect on me. Even after all these years. Even at my age.There was a time when I was all about ball. When I ate, slept, breathed and lived basketball. I thought that those days were long gone. I thought I had lost the love for the game. I thought that the passion was gone. And for a long time, it was.

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Sheryl Crow "I Shall Believe lyrics"Come to me nowAnd lay your hands over meEven if it's a lieSay it will be alrightAnd I shall believeI'm broken in twoAnd I know you're on to meThat I only come homeWhen I'm so all aloneBut I do believeThat not everything is gonna be the wayYou think it ought to beIt seems like every time I try to make it rightIt all comes down on mePlease say honestly you won't

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35 Ways to Reduce Stress 1. Laugh.2. Go to bed on time.3. Get up on time so you can start the day unrushed.4. Say No to projects that won't fit into your time schedule, or that will compromise your mental health.5. Delegate tasks to capable others.6. Simplify and unclutter your life.7. Less is more. (Although one is often not enough, two are often too many.)8. Allow extra time to do things and to

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The opposite of love isn't hate - it's indifference.Interesting concept.

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Basic Rules for Living 1. You will receive a body.You may like it or not, but it will be yours for the entire period this time around.2. You will learn lessons.You are enrolled in a full-time, informal school called life. Each day in this school you will have the opportunity to learn lessons. You may like the lessons or think them irrelevant and stupid.3. There are no mistakes, only

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1. My dad: used to wake my sister and I up in the middle of the night and ask us to remember a word2. Never in my life: have I tried drugs of any kind3. When I was five: my brother was born4. High School was: a time I often think of5. My parents are: together out of habit6. I once met: Guy Carboneau at Cheers7. There’s this girl I know who: has stolen my heart at the young age of 18. Once, at a

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I am thankful for...- my girls- my kids- basketball- my weaknesses- jeans and sweatshirts- books- music- "nice" people- hugs- my issues- memories- bagels with cream cheese- quiet time- new beginnings- sunlight and longer days - Zoe- old friends- reflection- my baggage

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"I have missed more than 9,000 shots in my career. I have lost almost 300 games. On 26 occasions I have been entrusted to take the game winning shot... and I missed. I have failed over and over and over again in my life. And that's precisely why I succeed''.

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One WishDamn babyJust don't understand where we went wrongI gave you my heartI gave you my soulI gave you...As a matter of fact I was the one who said I love you firstIt was about eight years ago, don't act like you don't knowWe were sittin' at home in your mama's livin' roomCause, we couldn't be aloneSee your mama knew I was something else, she knew how I feltBack then we were in school; and

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I'm scared to get close to people, whether they're friends or family or whoever. It seems that every time I get close to someone, they always end up leaving - one way or another. Maybe it's to teach me that life goes on & how I shouldn't depend on other people, or maybe I just trust the wrong people.I'm not a child anymore. I'm tall enough to reach for the stars. I'm old enough to love you from

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Just wanted you to know: I love you.Months have passed since we became close friends.Every day I find I'm thinking of you,Though no word from you that message sends.And yet we share all other thoughts and feelings:I cannot wait to tell you of my day,And you give me the gist of all your dealings,Which makes me hope we walk in the same way.Telling you this is opening a doorThat never can be closed

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I miss him. And I shouldn't. I know that. But for some reason, despite my best efforts, my mind keeps drifting to him. No matter how long it's been, or how things may have been left... here I am.Sigh...

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It's very odd how my mind works. I found out a few days ago that a friend of mine, a friend who I have known for years, is engaged and pregnant. How is it that my first thought is that she is trapped and that she is making a HUGE mistake!?! That her life is over!?! I think Zoe is the best thing to have happened to Chantal, she is a complete joy, but I just can't help but feel anxiety for Kris

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Sometimes Sometimes the world is so far away,reality is just out of touch,and we are alone in the world we have created,sometimes it is happy there,sometimes, sometimes you want to cry,you give me a reasonto reach for the world we all share,you make me happyand allow me to care.

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Have you ever felt like you knew someone a long, long time ago?Another place, another time, a friendship of the souls?Two people who share a bond for reasons neither know,A feeling that they were friends, a long, long time ago?Did they stumble onto each other by pure circumstance,Or was it fate and destiny that played a certain hand?Two souls intertwined, they are worlds apart,But the soul, it

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When a GIRL is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind. When a GIRL is not arguing, she is thinking deeply. When a GIRL looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around. When a GIRL answers "I'm fine" after a few seconds, she is not at all fine. When a GIRL stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying. When a GIRL lays on your chest, she

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I seem to be thinking more and more of the past as of late. And I seem to be missing it. Why is it that I only miss things months or years later and not at the time? Why do people not mean enough for me to fight for them at the time, and then I just am filled with saddness and regret - no, not regret, disappointment, that I have yet again, let another one slip away. That my heart is still

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Time has a way of slipping away, slipping right through your fingers. People are gone before you know it. And it doesn't take long to forget their faces, to forget the sound of their voice. How can someone who means so much to you at one point in your life, suddenly disappear from your memory? How can I possibly let myself get attached to someone who will eventually flee from my mind and my

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"In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lie,In Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel with the foe:To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be yours to hold it

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My life feels empty. I fill my days with people and things, and yet I feel as though I have nothing. How does that change? How does one make their life worth something and mean something? Does it take another person to fill that void? Or perhaps something else? My life feels empty.

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My Theme Song...Because of You - Kelly ClarksonI will not make the same mistakes that you did I will not let myself Cause my heart so much misery I will not break the way you did, You fell so hard I've learned the hard way To never let it get that far Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt Because of you I find

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Twenty Keys to a Happy Life1. Compliment three people everyday.2. Watch a sunrise3. Be the first to say "hello."4. Live beneath your means.5. Treat everyone as you want to be treated.6. Never give up on anybody - miracles happen.7. Forget the Jones's.8. Remember someone's name.9. Pray not for things, but for wisdom and courage.10. Be tough minded, but tender hearted.11. Be kinder than you have to

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Inconsistencies I struggle with my inconsistenciesI plan my startand maybe even start my planbut then my plan gets somehow lostin the fussof planning another startand even starting another planI struggle with my inconsistenciesI do what I want and I want what I dountil what I do becomes what I don'tand I no longer want what I doand I want what I do not dountil I do what I did notand what I now

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"You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of that home is gone....it just sort of happens one day and it's just gone. It's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for

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What if the world didn't include so many people of similar circumstance? Would we learn anything... hurt less or hurt more?It is our hurt that makes us who we are. It's all those Hollywood movies that remind us of who we were. What is it they say about hindsight?

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On my way home today I got to thinking. Today is Zoe's 1st birthday. SO much has happened this past year. Wow. I just keep thinking wether or not I have grown up, or remained the same. I think about all that had happened, and I realize that I don't have many problems of my "own". I seem to solve everyone else's problems. Which then makes them my problem I guess. I wonder if that is what I

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letting go it's hard to let goof the first time i saw youfor my life's been definedby "before" and "since then"it's hard to let goof your very first words to methey seemed to beginwhat i thought had no endit's hard to let goof the first time our lips touchedbecause each kiss that followedbecame a new firstit's hard to let goof the laughter i shared with youhow we played just like childrenhow we

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[my name is]: Jaime[in the morning I am]: Tired[all I need is]: sleep[love is]: unattainable[if I could see one person right now]: it would my brother[I'm afraid of]: letting go[I dream about]: the future H A V E - Y O U - E V E R ?[pictured your crush naked?]: lol[actually seen your crush naked]: lol [been in love]: yes[cried when someone died]: yes[drank alcohol]: yes[lied]: yes[coke or pepsi]:

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Heard the absolute best song ever.... am addicted to it! I want to go driving just so that I can play it over and over.These are the lyrics:Turn It Up (I Like The Sound Of That) I like the sound of the ocean crashingWaves making their way to the beachI like the sound of the gulf breeze blowingHolding your hand, the sand on our feetI like the sound of raindrops dancingAs we sleep away a Sunday

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Every woman every woman is beautiful, and every woman wants to hear it said. every woman seeks acceptance and in her heart longs to be held.every woman is a mother. everyone is in some way her child. every woman is a schoolgirl. and yet at once is old and sage.every woman is a harlot. oh, how she loves to tease, tempt and seduce. every woman longs to be taken. most of all she desires to be

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Attitude :: The longer I live, the more I realize that the impact of attitude on life. Attitude to me is more than facts. It is more important that the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company, a church, a home. The

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1. What's the number one thing your PARENTS do that annoys the crap out of you? says one thing, but mean another2. School LUNCHES: buy lunch, take lunch or eat your other friend's food because you have no money and you're too lazy to make your own? buy or take3. Have you ever broken any BONES? Which? yes - fingers, collar bone4. Have you ever been in the HOSPITAL for more than a day? don't think

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http://ca.groups.yahoo.com/group/scrappersRus/Join us!

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MICHAEL JACKSON'S One day in your life One day in your lifeYou'll remember a placeSomeone touching your faceYou'll come back and you'll look aroundOne day in your lifeYou'll remember the love you found hereYou'll remember me somehowThough you don't need me nowI will stay in your heartAnd when things fall apartYou'll remember one day . . .One day in your lifeWhen you find that you're always

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Anything is PossibleBy UnknownIf there was ever a time to dare,to make a difference,to embark on something worth doing,IT IS NOW.Not for any grand cause, necessarily...but for something that tugs at your heart,something that's your inspiration,something that's your dream.You owe it to yourself to make your days here count.HAVE FUN.DIG DEEP.STRETCH.DREAM BIG.Know, though, that things worth doing

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Do LessBy UnknownDO LESS THINKING,and pay more attention to your heart.DO LESS ACQUIRING,and pay more attention to what you already have.DO LESS COMPLAINING,and pay more attention to giving.DO LESS CONTROLLING,and pay more attention to letting go.DO LESS CRITICIZING,and pay more attention to complementing.DO LESS ARGUING,and pay more attention to forgiveness.DO LESS RUNNING AROUND,and pay more

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Just OneBy UnknownOne song can spark a moment,One flower can wake the dream.One tree can start a forest,One bird can herald spring.One smile begins a friendship,One handclasp lifts a soul.One star can guide a ship at sea,One word can frame the goalOne vote can change a nation,One sunbeam lights a roomOne candle wipes out darkness,One laugh will conquer gloom.One step must start each journey.One

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Carry On!!By Robert W. Service.It's easy to fight when everything's right,And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;It's easy to cheer when victory's near,And wallow in fields that are gory.It's a different song when everything's wrong.When you're feeling infernally mortal;When it's ten against one, and hope there is none,Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:Carry on! Carry on!There isn't much

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Life is what happens while you are making other plans. A person of words and not deeds is like a garden full of weeds. It's better to be trusted than liked, Underpromise - Overperform.The key to happiness and success is to have a dream.All the flowers of tomorrow are in the seeds of today.You always pass failure on the way to success.You have to wake up in order for your dreams to come true.Don't

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You ask me what I want.You ask me what I need.It's nothing you can buy.My heart's not ruled by greed.I don't love a diamond.Diamond's you see through.I want you to hold me.I want you to be true.Give me the gift of love.Look me in the eyes.Say I'm the one you're dreamin' of.That'd be the best surprise.Give me the gift of your sweet loveIn the light of the day,In the dark of night.Like the colors

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Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends.Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you, and how lucky he is to

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Today I remembered this story that someone told me a while ago. Brought a smile to my face. There was a little girl and her mother walking down the street. They were walking pretty fast, and the little girl had a hard time keeping up. Finally she stopped and said, "Mom, why are you walking so fast? When you do, all these people can't see how beautiful you are". Or something similar to that.

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When I first met him, I knew in a moment I would have to spend the next few days re-arranging my mind so there'd be room for him to stay.And here we are, many days later.

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"Never miss someone from your past, there is a reason they didn't make it into your future."

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X = have done(x) snuck out of the house(x) gotten lost in your city -- I get lost in every city(x) seen a shooting star(x) been to any other countries -- USA( ) had a serious surgery(x) gone out in public in your pyjamas(x) kissed a stranger(x) hugged a stranger( ) been in a fist fight( ) been arrested( ) laughed and had milk/coke come out of your nose(x) pushed all the buttons on an elevator(x)

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The Keys to Your Heart You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is

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Do you ever feel like life is the be all to end all? Or that it is supossed to be? Like every moment could be your defining moment, and then isn't. Do we even have one moment that sets the tone for everything that follows?What am I? Who am I?Someone told me recently that all she ever was, was a mother. Nothing more, nothing less. Isn't that enough? Shouldn't it be?

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You may have seen the ad on television. It is one of the few advertisements using the voices of little girls that isn't promoting unrealistically figured Barbie dolls or the likes. The ad starts with a 10-year-old girl in a swing set and presents a series of images of different young girls saying:If you let me play sportsI will like myself more;I will have more self-confidence,If you let me play

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Oh, the Places You'll Go! by Dr. SeussCongratulations!Today is your day.You're off to Great Places!You're off and away!You have brains in your head.You have feet in your shoes.You can steer yourself any direction you choose.You're on your own. And you know what you know.And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.About some you will

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Marriage is supossed to be sacred. It is supossed to be forever. So why am I so bothered by this? Why is it - when she would be better off without him, that I am bothered by the thought of her leavig him. My biggest fear about marriage - is that I wouldn't be strong enough to leave. And if that is the case... I won't put myself in that position. I am already weak enough as it is.

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It's horrible to realize that you have been lying to yourself for a long time. And the truth is horrible, too much so to accept, so you just bury yourself deeper and deeper in the layers of self deception, so far down that even if you wanted to know the truth, you couldn't find it anymore.It's horrible to feel that you can no longer trust yourself, and wish you had someone to depend on, but there

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It's wierd. The school year has come to and end. and my beloved 11's will graduate and embark on what their futures have in stre for each of them. Some will go off to higher education, some will find a job, some will study in Italy - the possibilities are endless. I am finding myself thinking about when I was in their shoes - contemplating the next step - wishing for things to never change,

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never say i love you,if you really don't care.never talk about feelings,if they aren't really there.never hold my hand,if you are going to break my heart..never say you are going to,if you don't plan to start.never look into my eyes,if all you did is a lie.never say hello,if you really mean goodbye.if you really mean forever,then say you will try.never say forever,cause forever makes me cry.......

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REMEMBER RIGHT NOW: somebody is very proud of you. somebody is thinking of you. somebody is caring about you. somebody misses you. somebody wants to talk to you. somebody wants to be with you. somebody hopes you are not in trouble. somebody is thankful for the support you have provided. somebody wants to hold your hand. somebody hopes everything turns out all right. somebody

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