Wednesday, May 17, 2006

seventeen

HAPPY ONE MONTH =)

posted by Sammie @ 11:45 PM 0 Comments

Sunday, May 14, 2006

oooh.

Through dreadful circumstances of losing, wondering what might've happened if you hadn't let your pride or selfishness take over you, or wondering what it is that went wrong when you thought everything was fine, or having a hard time accepting that something you gave your heart to wasn't meant for you at all, as well as hostility to the one who caused your heartaches... well, well.. symptoms of the thing called bitterness. Ooh, how can I not know? I've let it infest my life a good number of times. It frucking dragged me down, down, down. But then I grew out of it, even learned to fight it. You can, too. Looking back, I can't see it as anything more than a burden to myself. If it's you who hates, then no one else is in burden except for you. Who do you think ends up being the fool? Them? nah. It's you. I must say it's one of the worst and most foolish things that took over me. I guess i was lucky enough to find my way out of it.

Pitying yourself and dragging someone down with you will never save you from whatever pit you fell into. I've got news for you. Things happen for a reason. It's life. Shit happens. You win some, you lose some. Sick, sad reality but there it is. Grow up and learn when to move on.


if stubborn... I can only feel sorry for you.




Just let the happy people be. Your own time will come.


cheers!

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Thursday, May 04, 2006

from an e-mail:


The Mexican Village


A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.

"Not very long," answered the Mexican.

"But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the American.

The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.

The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"

"I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs . I have a full life."

The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat.

"And after that?" asked the Mexican.

"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."

"How long would that take?" asked the Mexican.

"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American.

"And after that?"

"Afterwards? Well my Friend, That's when it gets really interesting," answered the American, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start selling stocks and make millions!"

"Millions? Really? And after that?" said the Mexican.

"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."

And the moral is:Know where you're going in life... you may already be there.





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