The meaning of love

See what people thinks about love. These answers were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. Take a look;
"Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way"

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth"

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other"

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs"

"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at them because you know it would hurt their feelings"

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired"

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure it's tasted OK"

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen"

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate"

"When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared they won't love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more"

"There are two kinds of love: Our love and God’s love. But God makes both kinds of them"

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday"

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well"

"During my piano recital, i was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore"

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night"

"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken"

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day"

"I let my big sister pick on me because my mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So i pick on my baby sister because i love her."

"Love cards like Valentine's cards say stuff on them that we'd like to say ourselves, but we wouldn't be caught dead saying"

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you"

"You really shouldn't say 'i love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget"

"God could have said magic words to make the nails fall off the cross, but He didn’t. That's love"

Do not sitting in font of your pc all day

"According to Live Science, a new study suggests that too much time sitting down is linked to an increased risk of death, particularly for women. And even if you hit the gym every day, your risk of mortality still goes up if your butt is planted firmly in a chair the rest of the time, according to the study. Just when we thought we only had about 12 months left to live, we got to the good news: The study refers to time sitting down outside of work. Women who reported sitting more than six hours per day (outside of work) were 37 percent more likely to die during the time period studied than those who sat fewer than three hours a day, Live Science reports. Men who sat more than six hours a day (also outside of work) were 18 percent more likely to die than those who sat fewer than three hours per day."

Well i think teachers should have read this so they will reduce our times for school.

Fall Out Boy- Yule Shoot Your Eye Out

These are your good years
Don't take my advice
You never wanted the nice boys anyway
And i'm of good cheer
'Cause i've been checking my list
The gifts you're receiving from me
Will be

One awkward silence
And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep
Staying up, waiting by the phone
And all i want this year is for you to dedicate your last breath to me
Before you bury yourself alive

Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing i wanna see
Underneath the tree
Merry Christmas, i could care less

Happy New Years, baby
You owe me
The best gift i will ever ask for
Don't call me up, when the snow comes down
It's the only thing i want this year

One awkward silence
And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep
Staying up, waiting by the phone
And all i want this year is for you to dedicate your last breath to me
Before you bury yourself alive

Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing i wanna see
Underneath the tree
Merry Christmas, i could care less

Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing i wanna see
Underneath the tree (Don't come home for Christmas)
Merry Christmas, i could care less

Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing i wanna see
Underneath the tree (Don't come home for Christmas)
Merry Christmas, i could care less

Love :)

JOHN MAYER



GABE SAPORTA




PETE WENTZ




MARTIN JOHNSON

Quotes of the day

i just found few of good quotes and i think i'm gonna post this on my blog. enjoy;
"Your heart is my piñata"

"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you. The one who turns to his friends and says, 'thats her'"

"Eventually you will come to understand that love heals everything, and love is all there is"

"Friendship that flows from the heart cannot be frozen by adversity, as the water that flows from the spring can't congeal in winter"

Pay off

i'm at the starbucks right now, waiting my turns on the line to buy a cup of cappucino for my damn drowsiness. it's nine at night, and i'm already sleepy. i've lost my passion to do exciting things since ages. i lived in my apartement, alone. o yeah, my name is claire. i was born in california, and then moved to london. one thing that always associated with london, crowded. i have no room for my privacy and i hate that. i'm kind of shy archaic man, but girls people think i'm cool. my parents both are american, but they spend the rest of their life at london, which is fulled with freaky people who talked with that english accent. they're just talk too much. i've ever had a weird dream about england too, and that's why i sounds like hate them. now, i decide to come back to america. not california again, i choose manhattan to start a new life. i drop out from high school because i can't stand in england anymore. i work for myself and someday, if i've got enough money, i hope it's gonna be enough for the college. when i was younger, my mom ever teach me to make pancake. so, surprisingly i accepted to work at Mama Dan's Pancake. sounds like stupid working at a pancake house, but i don't care. it's kinda fun to work with old obesity guy which is the manager. dude, i grow up in england and they're so much worse than america. the accent, the people, the culture, argghh. but somehow i feel like a british here. i hate that. in this pancake house, i'm the only one who know what kind of food is 'Toad-in-the-Hole'. another worker here, Nathan, said "dude, i've ever had an england friend who called women's boobs as nunga-nunga. BAHAHAH" ew. okay forget about the nunga and back into my life. as the day passed away, i learned about america. finally i remember my brief childhood that i spent in california. big house, surrounded with shrubs at the huge. my dad's family were all politicus. but after the crisis in that year, they became insolvent. their large project has been destroyed due to the mass's uprising. my dad came from washington, and then moved to california to start a new life, using the rest of his fortune. that's why i was born in california. my dad used to be like obama if he still alive, but that crisis changed it. maybe not obama, G. Bush is cool. yes i do hate when i talked about my life. now, i work as hard as i can. i just want to get money and go to the college. my parents both are dead and i consider that i could go into college. yes, sounds like a fool. but if someday i late to pay the tuition and get expelled from school, at least i could proved to my parents that i've ever been lecture. back to the starbucks, i'm still waiting my turn to buy a cappucino. come on, a cappucino. i'm totally bored, standing here and keep waiting. there's no good view at starbucks, until a brown-straight-hair-girl comes up. she wear a brown coat with beige shirt underneath. the lamp above the ceiling are still shining, so when she pulled the door and steps down, she look like the most beautiful angel i've ever seen. that was really a breathtaking moment. she look older than me but she still look like an angel. me, which is involuntarily not blinking didn't realised a guy behind me yelling "hey kid, step forward a bit!" i was conscious and immediately stepped forward. i know that she know i'm staring at her. i don't know how i look like when i'm stunned, but i feel stupid. finally after get my cappucino, i walked back to apartement. then suddenly somebody yell "CLAIRE! WAIT, CLAIIRREE!" sounds like a she. maybe she has been yelling my name for times, but i didn't hear. i turn around. woah, that's the girl at starbucks. how'd she know my name? she stop her steps and with a panting breath she said "uh..you forget your badge.. maybe it fell off when.. you pour a little rum from the bottle next to you" oh yeah, that's my badge. a pancake's chef bought a coffee from starbucks. cool. really cool dumbass. "uhm..yeah.. that's my badge. i'm sorry for make you running this far. thanks anyway" i said. she nodded and said "very welcome" she smile. suddenly i realised something. brown straight hair, brown eyes, sincere smile, uhm.. she is a journalist from new york times, Jennifer Morgan. and now, she run this far just to give my badge back. YEAH, SUCH A GOOD OMEN. "your face look familiar. i think we've ever met somewhere.." i lie. i'm sure she will say yes. "yeah.. maybe you've ever met a lot journalist like me" she said shyly. nah, i'm right. she is a pretty famous journalist. i think all her articles are brilliant and she seems insightful. "journalist? cool. i always want to be a journalist. seems the most exciting job ever" i said amazed. maybe i'm overact. she giggled. "you know, it's not that easy to be a journalist. you have to write and.. just write" gah i sounds like a fool. trying to find a common but unwittingly i pretended to like something she hates. "uhm well..i'll consider about being a journalist again" i laughed. "it's getting late. i gotta go" she said "yeah, have a nice night" i replied "thanks, you too" she walked away, but then turn around. "maybe i'll go to Mama Dan's sometimes!" she said, then smile. i can't lie, she is beautiful. and yes, she's not lying too. in the next day, she come to the Mama Dan's. i told Nathan, i'll take care of this customer. she ordered two layers of pancake and then we talked about our hobbies, favorite books, just a politeness. the day passed away, the month, until the year. i'm dating with Jennifer. she's five years older than me but somehow i feel comfortable with our difference. today is her birthday. i'm kinda confuse, i don't know what i gotta give to her. trojan? uhm.. it's not a gift. ring? yes, of course ring. but how could i bought her a ring? diamond necklace? sparkling bracelet? i don't have enough money for those things. we're going to meet in two hours but i haven't bought her any gift, YET. i'm walking on the Resedy Street right now. i was attracted by a black short skirt and a leather belt. i know it's gonna look perfectly match with a tank top and a leather jacket. it's pretty cheap too. what a good store. but then i realised that's really not Jenni's style. so, with tears i leave that store (bahah i love my funny self) i stopped my steps in another store. actually a big store. i saw a black scarf hanging in a mannequin's neck. this time, i'm sure this scarf will look match with every coach and dress she wear. so i bought it. yay, i got a perfect gift. well, i'm the proved that not all boys are outdated. awesome me! after two hours, we finally meet. i said her happy birthday, and wish she's gonna be a better woman. actually she has been the best for me. she said "thanks" and kiss my forehead with a bit tiptoe. well i'm a tall dude. haha, show off again :D one day, few weeks after her birthday, she told me that she want to talk to me, about a good news she's got. at the same time, i'm going to talk about a good news either. well, this is my good news. one week ago, a costumer comes and bought a plate of pancake. since then, he bought our pancakes more often. we didn't realise until he told us (the whole worker) he is Harris Cook. he's a chef at Planet Hollywood's Resort and Cafe at LV. he said my pancake tasted perfect. he want me to consider about working with him at LV. he'll hone my abbilities at cooking if i want to work with him. isn't that such a good news? I'M SO EXITED! AND I'M ABSOLUTELY TAKE THAT JOB! i know it means i have to leave Manhattan, but i'm sure Jennifer will understand that. this is my dream. if i've got enough money, i'll go to the college near my office and then, after finished the school, somehow i'll be a politicus like my dad. we decided to meet at starbucks. "hey Claire" she said. "hey. wanna buy some coffee first?" i asked. she nodded and smile. as i come back with two cups of coffees, she asked "so, you said you have a good news. what's that?" "no it's ok, you first. i think you've got a better one than me" i said, humble myself. "uhm.. ok. few years ago, i've ever realesed a book. Wake Me Up. kind of horror story. when my book first released, there's not many people interested and bought my book. but couple weeks ago, a director called me and he wants to ask permission to make a movie from my book. after he met me directly, he said he want me to help him to done this movie and if so, in the next three years the movie will be realesed. is that awesome?!" she asked with with a glowing eyes. wait, is that mean she'll travel and being with that director everytime? actor and actrees's audition, setting place, and stuff? is that mean we have to broke up? "Claire, is that awesome?" she asked me again. i'm numb. "uh..yeah.. that's really awesome" i said stammer. "so what's your good news?" she asked my again, wishing my news won't be better than her. "actually.. uhm.. it's not a good news anymore" i replied. i don't wanna lose her. she'll make her own movie soon. i'll work at LV too. we won't be at Manhattan anymore. what should i say? we will have a huge distance between us. there's a possibility, if i worked on LV i might never see her again. "uh come on, i'm sure it's a good news too. just tell me" she said. i sighed. then i said "a chef asked me to work with him at Planet Hollywood, LV" she look shocked, and then she drew a long breath. "you take the job?" she asked. i nodded. "well.. what we gonna do next?" she asked resignedly. "i don't know.. maybe we should do the best thing for both of us, even though.." i replied. but then i stopped. i look at her. her eyes were glazed. she's going to cry, but then she say "yes.. before we start to lying and hurt each other" "i think we know what is the best thing for both of us, right? you know we both can't do a long distance relationship" i said. this is just hurt. i watched my love walk out from my dammit life, but i didn't do anything. i even let her crying and not holding her hand. what imma doing? her tears start falling down. she's not saying anything, she keep crying and i just watching her with my own guilty. "since the first time i met you, i know this is not gonna work.." she said, sob. "we're not meant for being toget.." "don't say that." i interrupted. "i can't see you cry. i can't see those tears. just.. stop it" i said, sounds bluster. i don't know why i said that. "i'm not a romantic guy. i even just.. a boy. the first time we start this relationship, i'm sure it's gonna work. i'm super confindent that i'll be together with Jennifer Morgan. but then.. i realised i was wrong. i saw how you talk to me, seeing me, you're just very mature. someday, at your old ages, i'm sure you will say 'i have ever dating with a young man which is more worthy being my best friend' You're just to good for me.." i said. she smile. a bit forced, but i know she's ingenuous. "thanks claire. you've been a nice guy this far" she said and giggled. her eyes still glazed but she look better now. "your welcome. i hope your movie will be surprisingly succed" i replied. we both standing and i'm trying to say a goodbye now. "thanks again. i hope you'll be a famous cook too. uhm.. i'll miss you" she said. with a big smile i said "i will miss you too, Jenni. promise we'll be a good friend!" "of course we will. bye, Claire" she said and then walked away. "goodbye, Jenni" i said, and then come back to my apartement. three years have been passed. i used to be a chef at PH. and then, after get a pretty much money, i enrolled to the University Of Pheonix and i'm accpeted. i also get the scholarship. I FEEL SO LUCKY RIGHT NOW. YAAY! couple months ago, i quit from PH, but then i accepted to work as a assistant manager at a famous magazine's company. Harris, a nice chef at PH, is the guy who recommend me to this company. and somehow, i accepted. i'm not good at communicate with people, so now.. i just keep continued my life and hope tomorrow would be a better day. one day, when i go starbucks and buy a cappucino, i remember all my words to Jenni. i sounds like a child. too honest and shelfish. i seems never grown up. now, have a realtionship with Jenni seems a bad idea. she's too good for me. for once i've seen myself on the bad side, dunno because of my bad habits, or attitudes. i think both of it. i've been trough a bad thing, also a good thing. Jenni is the good one. i realised it's all just gonna be a memories. i could feel sorry for myself, but now i know, it will never pay off.

"lyaswehxenriywezsdap"

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