I'm bored bored bored to death!!!

Women will never understand men and vice versa.

What the hell MAN!!!!!

Maybe i should just let my heart die.

Leave all the heartache behind and lead a life of my own choice.

But who knew...

It's all too late. And no chance to regret.

Can anyone teach me regretness?
Unknown "FS" Tired*yawn* - 15 years, 5 months, 19 days ago

Hopelessness


"sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and heart to understand"
- where is that hand? where is that heart?

"when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you."
- i'm always getting hurt because i'm always keeping silent.

"love, not time, heals all wounds."
- now i know why is my infected wound getting worse.

"life is tough, but i am tougher."
- i have had enough of being tough. i just need a rest.

I'm really at a lost. What lies ahead? Uncertainty?

Numbness is what i feel now.
Maybe this is what i need now... To be numb...
Unknown "FS" Tired*yawn* - 15 years, 6 months, 14 days ago

Fairness???



There are some people who meet that somebody that they
can never stop loving no matter how hard they try. I
wouldn’t expect you to understand that, or even believe
it. But trust me, there are some love that don’t go
away. And maybe that makes them crazy.

But we should all be lucky to end up with somebody who has a little
of that insanity. Somebody who never lets go. Somebody
who cherishes you forever…

But... I just don't have such luck.

I will always be the insane one...

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Unknown "FS" Tired*yawn* - 15 years, 6 months, 14 days ago

I'VE LEARNED........

-> that i can always pray for someone when i don't have the strength to help.
-> that the best classroom in the world is at the feet of an elderly person.
-> that when you're in love, it shows.
-> that just one person saying to me, "you've made my day!" makes my day.
-> that having a child fall asleep in your arms is one of the most peaceful feelings in the world
-> that being kind is more important than being right.
-> that no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.
-> that sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold and haeart to understand.
-> that simple walks with my father around the block on summer nights when i was a child did wonders for me as an adult.
-> that life is like a toilet paper. the closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.
->that we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.
-> that money doesn't buy class.
-> that it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.
-> that under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.
-> that to ignore the facts does not change the facts.
-> that when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.
-> that love, not time, heals all wounds.
-> that the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than i am.
-> that everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.
-> that no one is perfect until fall in love with them.
-> that life is tough, but i am tougher.
-> that opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.
-> that when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.
-> that i wish i could have told my mom that i love her one more time before she passed away.
-> that one should keep his words both softer and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.
-> that a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.
-> that when your newly born grandchild holds your finger in his little fist, that you're hooked for life.
-> that everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.
-> that the less time i have to work with, the more things i get done.


Unknown "FS" Tired*yawn* - 15 years, 8 months, 5 days ago

i saw this and found it really funny.
wanna share with everyone.
guys, have a gd laugh! xD
ENJOY!!!
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My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.'

So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your let (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out.

(YA THINK!?!)

So I pulled one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stucktogether. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax, yeah...right!') I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works!

Ok, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.

With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship.. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhaled deeply and braced myself...RRRRIIPPP!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!...OH MY GAWD!!!!!!

Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip.
CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and
spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused
me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the
glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip!

There's not hair on it.
Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???

Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the
hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching
wax.

I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now
covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.

SEALED SHUT!!!
MY BUTT IS SEALED SHUT!!!
SEALED SHUT!!!

I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do
and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head
my pop off!

What can I do to melt the wax?

Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand
into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax
should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right???

WRONG!!!!!!

I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter then those used to torture
prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.

Now, the only thing worse then having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax?

So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented
myself to the porcelain!!! God bless the man who had convinced me a
few months ago to have a phone put the bathroom!!!

I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some
secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter...So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?" She is laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box.

YEAH!!!! RIGHT!!!!

I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through
various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor...
nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry shaving the sticky was off!!

By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and
I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for
this event.

My friend is still talking with me when I finally see the saving grace...
the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and...OH MY GOD!!!

The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my
friend. Its sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!!! It works!!" I
get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up.

I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to
my grief and despair... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE...ALL OF IT!

So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts.
I could have amputated my own leg at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color....
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Unknown "FS" Tired*yawn* - 15 years, 8 months, 16 days ago