1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone...
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheque.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.
16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.
18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive everyone everything.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.
35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.
42. The best is yet to come.
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
44. Yield.
45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift."
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
The Inspiring George Carlin
very inspiring message something we need to think about in life...
This is an awesome piece. If you have not read it, take the time to read it now. If you have read it, take time to read it again! GEORGE CARLIN (His wife recently died...and George followed her, dying July 2008)
Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, ' I love you ' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
George Carlin
This is an awesome piece. If you have not read it, take the time to read it now. If you have read it, take time to read it again! GEORGE CARLIN (His wife recently died...and George followed her, dying July 2008)
Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, ' I love you ' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
George Carlin
Saturday, July 11, 2009
True Love & Care
I was born in a secluded village on a mountain.
Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil
with their backs towards the sky.
I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me.
I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around
me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from
my father’s drawer. Father had discovered about the
stolen money right away.
He made me and my younger brother kneel against the
wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand.
“Who stole the money?” he asked.
I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us
admitted to the fault, so he said, “Fine, if nobody
wants to admit, you two should be beaten!”
He lifted up the bamboo stick.
Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father’s hand and
said,” Dad, I was the one who did it!”
The long stick smacked my brother’s back repeatedly.
Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my
brother until he lost his breath.
After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded
my brother, “You have learned to steal from your own
house now. What other embarrassing things will you be
possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to
death, you shameless thief!”
That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His
body was full of wounds from the beating but he never
shed a single tear.
In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out
loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little
hand and said, ” Sis, now don’t cry anymore.
Everything has happened.”
I still hate myself for not having enough courage to
admit what I did.
Years gone by, but the incident still seemed like it
just happened yesterday.
I will never forget my brother’s ___expression when he
protected me.
That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11
years old.
When my brother was in his last year of secondary
school, he was accepted in an upper
secondary school in the central. At the same time, I
was accepted into a university in the province.
That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking,
packet by packet.
I could hear him ask my mother, “Both of our children,
they have good results? very good results?”
Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,” What is the
use? How can we possibly finance both of them?”
At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front
of father and said,”Dad, I don’t want to continue my
study anymore, I have read enough books.”
Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his
face.
“Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it
means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will
send you two to school until you have both finished
your study!”
And then, he started to knock on every house in the
village to borrow money.
I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother’s
swollen face, and told him, “A boy has to continue his
study; If not, he will not be able to overcome this
poverty we are experiencing.”
I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my
study at the university.
Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my
brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out
clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of
the bed and left a note on my pillow; “Sis, getting
into a university is not easy. I will go find a job
and I will send money to you.”
I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried
until I lost my voice.
That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years
old.
With the money father borrowed from the whole village,
and the money my brother earned from carrying cement
on his back at a construction site,finally, I managed
to get to the third year of my study in the
university.
One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate
came in and told me,”There’s a villager waiting for
you outside!”
Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked
out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body
was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked
him, “Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my
brother?”
He replied with a smile,” Look at my appearance. What
will they think if they would know that I am your
brother? Won’t they laugh at you?”
I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept
away dirt and dust from my brother’s body. And told
him with a lump in my throat, ” I don’t care what
people would say! You are my brother no matter what
your appearance is?”
From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He
put it on my hair and said, “I saw all the girls in
town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have
one.”
I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my
brother into my arms and cried.
That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years
old.
I noticed that the broken window was repaired the
first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was
scrubbed cleaned.
After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl
in front of my mother, “Mom, you didn’t have to spend
so much time cleaning the house!” But she told me with
a smile,” It was your brother who went home early to
clean the house. Didn’t you see the wound on his hand?
He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window.”
I went into my brother’s bedroom. Looking at his thin
face, I felt like there are hundreds of needle pricked
in my heart.
I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandag on
it, “Does it hurt? ” I asked him.
“No, it doesn’t hurt. You know, when at the
construction site, stones keep falling on my feet .
Even that could not stop me from working.”
In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my
back on him and tears rolled down my face.
That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years
old.
After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times
my husband invited my parents to come and live with
us, but they didn’t want.
They said, once they left the village,they wouldn’t
know what to do.
My brother agreed with them. He said, “Sis, you just
take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of
mom and dad here.”
My husband became the director of his factory. We
asked my brother to accept the offer of being the
manager in the maintenance department. But my brother
rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a
repairman instead for a start.
One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder
repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was
sent to the hospital.
My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking
at the white gypsum on his leg, I grumbled, “Why did
you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers
won’t do something dangerous like that. Now look at
you, You ar suffering a serious injury. Why didn’t you
just listen to us?”
With a serious ___expression on his face, he defended
his decision, “Think of brother-in-law. He just
became the director, and I being uneducated, and would
become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly
around?”
My husband’s eyes filled up with tears, and then I
said, “But you lack in education only because of me!”
“Why do you talk about the past?” he said and then he
held my hand.
That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years
old.
My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer
girl from the village.
During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies
asked him, “Who is the one person you respect and love
the most?”
Without even taking a time to think, he answered,” My
sister.” He continued by telling a story I could not
even remember.
“When I was in primary school, the school was in a
different village. Everyday, my sister and I would
walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I
lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me
one of hers.
She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When
we got home, her hands were trembling because of the
cold weather that she could not even hold her
chopsticks. >From that day on, I swore that as long as
I live, I would take care of my sister and will always
be good to her.”
Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their
attention to me.
I found it hard to speak, “In my whole life, the one I
would like to thank most is my brother,” And in this
happy occasion,in front of the crowd, tears were
rolling down my face again.
Love and care for the one you love every single days
of your life. You may think what you did is just a
small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot.
Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil
with their backs towards the sky.
I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me.
I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around
me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from
my father’s drawer. Father had discovered about the
stolen money right away.
He made me and my younger brother kneel against the
wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand.
“Who stole the money?” he asked.
I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us
admitted to the fault, so he said, “Fine, if nobody
wants to admit, you two should be beaten!”
He lifted up the bamboo stick.
Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father’s hand and
said,” Dad, I was the one who did it!”
The long stick smacked my brother’s back repeatedly.
Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my
brother until he lost his breath.
After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded
my brother, “You have learned to steal from your own
house now. What other embarrassing things will you be
possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to
death, you shameless thief!”
That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His
body was full of wounds from the beating but he never
shed a single tear.
In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out
loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little
hand and said, ” Sis, now don’t cry anymore.
Everything has happened.”
I still hate myself for not having enough courage to
admit what I did.
Years gone by, but the incident still seemed like it
just happened yesterday.
I will never forget my brother’s ___expression when he
protected me.
That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11
years old.
When my brother was in his last year of secondary
school, he was accepted in an upper
secondary school in the central. At the same time, I
was accepted into a university in the province.
That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking,
packet by packet.
I could hear him ask my mother, “Both of our children,
they have good results? very good results?”
Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,” What is the
use? How can we possibly finance both of them?”
At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front
of father and said,”Dad, I don’t want to continue my
study anymore, I have read enough books.”
Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his
face.
“Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it
means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will
send you two to school until you have both finished
your study!”
And then, he started to knock on every house in the
village to borrow money.
I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother’s
swollen face, and told him, “A boy has to continue his
study; If not, he will not be able to overcome this
poverty we are experiencing.”
I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my
study at the university.
Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my
brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out
clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of
the bed and left a note on my pillow; “Sis, getting
into a university is not easy. I will go find a job
and I will send money to you.”
I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried
until I lost my voice.
That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years
old.
With the money father borrowed from the whole village,
and the money my brother earned from carrying cement
on his back at a construction site,finally, I managed
to get to the third year of my study in the
university.
One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate
came in and told me,”There’s a villager waiting for
you outside!”
Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked
out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body
was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked
him, “Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my
brother?”
He replied with a smile,” Look at my appearance. What
will they think if they would know that I am your
brother? Won’t they laugh at you?”
I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept
away dirt and dust from my brother’s body. And told
him with a lump in my throat, ” I don’t care what
people would say! You are my brother no matter what
your appearance is?”
From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He
put it on my hair and said, “I saw all the girls in
town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have
one.”
I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my
brother into my arms and cried.
That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years
old.
I noticed that the broken window was repaired the
first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was
scrubbed cleaned.
After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl
in front of my mother, “Mom, you didn’t have to spend
so much time cleaning the house!” But she told me with
a smile,” It was your brother who went home early to
clean the house. Didn’t you see the wound on his hand?
He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window.”
I went into my brother’s bedroom. Looking at his thin
face, I felt like there are hundreds of needle pricked
in my heart.
I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandag on
it, “Does it hurt? ” I asked him.
“No, it doesn’t hurt. You know, when at the
construction site, stones keep falling on my feet .
Even that could not stop me from working.”
In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my
back on him and tears rolled down my face.
That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years
old.
After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times
my husband invited my parents to come and live with
us, but they didn’t want.
They said, once they left the village,they wouldn’t
know what to do.
My brother agreed with them. He said, “Sis, you just
take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of
mom and dad here.”
My husband became the director of his factory. We
asked my brother to accept the offer of being the
manager in the maintenance department. But my brother
rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a
repairman instead for a start.
One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder
repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was
sent to the hospital.
My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking
at the white gypsum on his leg, I grumbled, “Why did
you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers
won’t do something dangerous like that. Now look at
you, You ar suffering a serious injury. Why didn’t you
just listen to us?”
With a serious ___expression on his face, he defended
his decision, “Think of brother-in-law. He just
became the director, and I being uneducated, and would
become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly
around?”
My husband’s eyes filled up with tears, and then I
said, “But you lack in education only because of me!”
“Why do you talk about the past?” he said and then he
held my hand.
That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years
old.
My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer
girl from the village.
During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies
asked him, “Who is the one person you respect and love
the most?”
Without even taking a time to think, he answered,” My
sister.” He continued by telling a story I could not
even remember.
“When I was in primary school, the school was in a
different village. Everyday, my sister and I would
walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I
lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me
one of hers.
She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When
we got home, her hands were trembling because of the
cold weather that she could not even hold her
chopsticks. >From that day on, I swore that as long as
I live, I would take care of my sister and will always
be good to her.”
Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their
attention to me.
I found it hard to speak, “In my whole life, the one I
would like to thank most is my brother,” And in this
happy occasion,in front of the crowd, tears were
rolling down my face again.
Love and care for the one you love every single days
of your life. You may think what you did is just a
small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot.
The Reason
Lady: Why do you like me..?
Why do you love me?
Man: I cant tell the reason.. but I really like
you..
Lady: You cant even tell me the reason...
How can you say you like me?
How can you say you love me?
Man: I really dont know the reason,
but I can prove that I love you.
Lady: Proof? No! I want you to tell me the
reason. My friends boyfriend can tell her why
he loves her but not you!
Man: Ok ok!!! Erm... because youre beautiful,
because your voice is sweet,
because you are caring,
because you are loving,
because you are thoughtful,
because of your smile,
because of your every movements..
Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met
an accident and became a vegetable.
The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and
here is the content:
Dearest,
Because of your sweet voice that I love you...
Now can you talk? No!
Therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your care and concern that I like
you.. Now that you cannot show them,
therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your smile, because of your every
movements that I love you..
Now can you smile? Now can you move?
No, therefore I cannot love you...
If love needs a reason, like now, there is no
reason for me to love you anymore.
But does love need a reason?
I still love you... Because love doesnt need one.
Why do you love me?
Man: I cant tell the reason.. but I really like
you..
Lady: You cant even tell me the reason...
How can you say you like me?
How can you say you love me?
Man: I really dont know the reason,
but I can prove that I love you.
Lady: Proof? No! I want you to tell me the
reason. My friends boyfriend can tell her why
he loves her but not you!
Man: Ok ok!!! Erm... because youre beautiful,
because your voice is sweet,
because you are caring,
because you are loving,
because you are thoughtful,
because of your smile,
because of your every movements..
Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met
an accident and became a vegetable.
The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and
here is the content:
Dearest,
Because of your sweet voice that I love you...
Now can you talk? No!
Therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your care and concern that I like
you.. Now that you cannot show them,
therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your smile, because of your every
movements that I love you..
Now can you smile? Now can you move?
No, therefore I cannot love you...
If love needs a reason, like now, there is no
reason for me to love you anymore.
But does love need a reason?
I still love you... Because love doesnt need one.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
Employees VS Boss
When you take too long, you're slow.
When your boss takes too long, he's thorough.
When you don't get it done, you're lazy.
When your boss doesn't get it done, he's too busy.
When you make mistakes, you're an idiot.
When your boss makes mistakes, he's only human.
When you do something without being told, you're overstepping your authority.
When your boss does the exact same thing, that's initiative.
When you take a stand, you're being pig-headed and stubborn.
When your boss takes a stand, he's being firm.
When you overlook a rule of etiquette, you're being rude.
When your boss skips a few rules, he's being original.
When you please your boss, you're "ars-kissing".
When your boss pleases his boss, he's being co-operative.
When you're out of the office, you're wasting time.
When your boss is out of the office, he's on business.
When you're on a day off sick, you must be lying.
When your boss has a day off sick, he must be very ill.
When you apply for leave, you must be going for an interview.
When your boss applies for leave, it's because he's overworked.
When your boss takes too long, he's thorough.
When you don't get it done, you're lazy.
When your boss doesn't get it done, he's too busy.
When you make mistakes, you're an idiot.
When your boss makes mistakes, he's only human.
When you do something without being told, you're overstepping your authority.
When your boss does the exact same thing, that's initiative.
When you take a stand, you're being pig-headed and stubborn.
When your boss takes a stand, he's being firm.
When you overlook a rule of etiquette, you're being rude.
When your boss skips a few rules, he's being original.
When you please your boss, you're "ars-kissing".
When your boss pleases his boss, he's being co-operative.
When you're out of the office, you're wasting time.
When your boss is out of the office, he's on business.
When you're on a day off sick, you must be lying.
When your boss has a day off sick, he must be very ill.
When you apply for leave, you must be going for an interview.
When your boss applies for leave, it's because he's overworked.
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