"Ha ha ha ha....I can't breathe...Ok, I CAN'T BREATHE. STOP!"
That's me everytime I get tickled.
Doesn't sound too fun, does it?
That's because, to me, tickling is one of the WORST FORMS OF TORTURE.
I don't know how "tickling" came to be, but it seems to have been around long before anyone can remember.
Getting tickled as a child was bad, but getting tickled as an adult is even worse.
Most couples I know tickle each other, but their ages range from teens to twentysomethings. (I haven't had any confirmation from the 30+ group).
Why?
Because it's cute, fun, playful....and just plain torture.
I have seen boys cry, and I have seen girls scream at the top of their lungs....and I'm just talking about the college graduates.
I hate it, but that's just me.
Someone knows that I hate it, but still pins me down and tickles me from time to time, until I scream. How does anyone enjoy this!!
I'm glued to the screen and dead to the world...that's the word..=)
1. The fashion. Between the headbands and chic designers from Chanel to Christian Louboutin, Gossip Girl is all the rage in trendy and expensive fashion. By watching it, I can almost live vicariously through Blair Waldorf and Serena van der Woodsen and see what it’s like to live an expensive yet glamorous life on the Upper East Side.
2. The drama. Let’s face it; the juicy drama of the fictitious Manhattan elite is somewhat of a guilty pleasure. Serena van der Woodsen is almost synonymous with drama and it keeps me anticipating what’s going to happen next. The mixture of money, sex, love, teens, alcohol, scandal and New York is the perfect combination for unrelenting drama. S and B are constantly battling whether or not to be best friends, Chuck is always involved in a scandal and Blair is always masterminding some evil plan. Unrealistic as some of it may be, the gossip is endless and since season one I’ve been waiting to see if they run out of plots to keep me glued to the screen and it hasn’t happened thus far.
3. Blair and Chuck- The love/hate, hot and spicy romance of Blair and Chuck has me tuning everything else out on Monday nights at 9. They go from hating each other, to madly in love, back to hating each other and I can’t help but want to know what’s next. They break up to make up just to go back to breaking up all over again. It's said that hottest love has the coldest end and they beyond exemplify that. However, one never is sure if their love is really over or not and so I can’t stop watching and trying to find out.
4. Chuck himself- Who am I kidding? Chuck alone is reason enough to watch the show. He’s “Chuck Bass,” and everyone knows it. From his good looks to his confident and arrogant demeanor, to his many scandals, to his problems at home, Chuck keeps the show going.
5. Beautiful people - Everyone on the show always looks super glamorous. The actors and actresses that are part of this show form an all star cast and they’re all beautiful people.
6. The evil plans- The plans that Blair creates are simply genius and she ALWAYS has something up her sleeve. No one can compete with her in this area, except of course Chuck. However, everyone on the show gets involved in these plans at some point or another and I love to see these plans created, executed and even failed. Although the genius plans make me want to keep watching, Blair or Chuck being unsuccessful in either of their genius plans makes me want to watch even more because if they can't carry it through, there has to be a reason which I'll be dying to know.
These things might not necessarily be drastically different from other popular teen drama's but somehow they have the perfect combination of it all to make it stand out.
you:12 jun?what happened on 12 june?what so special to you asny?
me: I got a gift from God..greatest gift...so special for me..12 June 1984..even though i'm not exist yet on that date,but know what,God has create a really special gift for me...and I really2 appreciate that..Thanks to God=)
you:gift?what was that?(curious)
me:I even find it difficult to write it down for how do I portray to you the gift that I've ever had.Mere words cannot describe the qualities it show.I close my eyes and what I see inside the gift is someone I adore...`adore'..ya!that's the perfect word..
you:who?(again,curious)
me:
never forget what they did to you
and never let them know you remember.
The fact that I'm just another girl hurts.
Not enough to shatter me, but just enough to break me.
If anyone calls you 'obsessed',
then they've never been in love.
He was my escape, and sometimes that can feel an awful lot like love.
when you laugh, be sure to laugh out loud because it will carry all your cares away. when you see, see the beauty all around you and in yourself. it will help you feel okay. and when you pray, pray for strength to carry on when the troubles come your way.
I can see myself waking up next to you,
your face being the first thing I see everyday
with that bed-head hair and that sleepy smile.
you never fall in love the same way twice.
now years seem to pass as we blink our eyes
maybe I was meant to be left behind
"If you love someone you say it, you say it right then, out loud. Otherwise the moment just..passes you by..."
Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; Courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen.
1.You never think the last time is the last time. You always think there will be more.You think you will have forever. But you don’t.
2.Have you ever really thought about it? You've got this girl, head over heels in love with you. She'd do anything for you, she'd die for you. But for some reason,you
don't want to see that. You know it's there, and you know that you feel the same way.But you refuse to let it be. Maybe you're scared. Maybe you're scared of the thought that this girl who you've known forever - you've seen her happy, you've
seen her sad, maybe this girl is perfect for you. And that really scares the hell out of you, doesn't it?
3.Don't worry, he'll miss you. You're the best he could get, and he blew it. Don't let him make you think for one second that this was your fault. It's not. He screwed up, and you did absolutely nothing wrong. You gave him your heart, and you trusted him to keep it and protect it, but he couldn't. And honestly, he's not mature enough. He's not smart enough. If he was smart, he would have cared for you with every fiber of his being and been with you every spare second he could. But he didn't, and now he's gone. But don't you cry. Don't call him telling him you miss him. Don't IM him, don't message him, don't cmnt him, don't talk to him in the hallways.
4.Sometimes I feel like it's not worth it because I hate having to miss you. I hate having to deal with everything I love about you everyday, but not being able to be with you. I hate it all. Sometimes I even hate loving you. If only you understood how much you've dug yourself into my heart.I'm scared if I take you out I'll bleed to death.
5.Listen to your best friends when they tell you he's not worth it because they can see what you refuse to.
6.I opened up to you completely and knowing there is something you have that you're not telling me, it scares me, it hurts me. It makes me feel not good enough. I know I shouldn't push you to tell me, but that's what I'm here for, to hear your problems. But I can't help if you don't let me in.
7.Some times the hardest things to leave behind are the things you never had in the first place.
8.Take chances.because it's better to cross the line and suffer the consequences than to stare at that line for the rest of your life.
9.I've noticed that if you look carefully at someone's eyes during the first five seconds that they start to look at you the truth of their feelings will shine through.
10.I love my name just because of how you say it. I love the way you stare at me when you think I'm not looking. I love the way you lean in close whenever I tell you something, even though we both know you heard me. I love the sweet things you say to me, even when I'm screaming at you. I love how you love me and aren't afraid to show it. I love how you make me want to be a better person than I ever thought I could be. But mostly, I love you. All the good things, all the bad, all the mistakes, all the surprises, all the imperfections, all of it... just because they're yours.
11.The greatest irony of love; loving the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right and finding out you love someone right after that person walks out of your life. And sometimes, you think you're already over a person, but when you see them smile at you, you'll suddenly realize that you're just pretending to be over them just to ease the pain of knowing that they will never be yours again. For some, they think that letting go is one way of expressing how much they love that person. Some are afraid to see the one they love being held by someone else. Most relationships tend to fail not because the absence of love. Love is always present. It's just that one was being loved too much and the other was being love too little. As we all know that the heart is the center of the body but it beats on the left. Maybe that's the reason why the heart is not always right. Most often we fall in love with the person we think we love but to only discover that for them, we are just for passing time while the one who truly loves us remains either a friend or a stranger. So here's a piece of advice; let go when you're hurting too much, give up when love isn't enough, and move on when things are not like before. For sure there is someone out there who will love you even more.
In American movies, a lot happens over coffee. People meet, people fall in love, people laugh. In fact, the whole spectrum of innocent and positive human emotion happens over coffee. And it doesn't matter what coffee, as long as it has a complicated name it'll do as a catalyst for pure and perfect things..
Well, mine is a grande skinny hazelnut latte, yet I sit here by myself, writing and listening to Micheal Bubble. No one knows I exist, I am the definition of inconspicuous. I am hoping one day that I will be sitting here and someone will notice me, at first he'll just watch me. He'll watch me and I'll be engrossed in my work...
I'll have my legs crossed - something he finds endearing as it shows my want for a childish freedom. He'll notice that I drink out of a takeaway cup even though I'm clearly "drinking in". From this I bet he'll read my love of spontaneity.He wont care if in general I'm not very pretty. He'll see my funny face as nothing short of intriguing.
He'll think of a number of different scenarios in which he could approach me and I wouldn't look at him with disgust. I'd like to point out, at this point in my dream, I am still completely oblivious!
After a while he decides, "there's no point in just hanging around staring." Soon I would be gone, and he might never see me again. He'd pluck up the courage to come over...
"Um, hi, is this seat taken?" He'd ask sheepishly, though with a beaming smile. I'd see him for the first time in this daydream, I can't describe him really, he's just too good. I'd look around the room to see it's almost empty and wondering why he asked me specifically for the chair opposite of me. I'd smile back and say, "Not at all, go ahead"
Thinking that was it, the encounter with a beautiful boy was over, I'd lower my head back to my work. Then I'd hear, "Sorry, are you busy? I just thought you shouldn't be drinking coffee on your own"
And there it would be - bam - straight out of the movies. We'd talk, laugh, love, all over coffee.
Then again, I should probably just leave it to Hollywood.
What are your thoughts about romance over coffee? Have you ever daydreamed about romantic scenarios?
... maybe that's why she received so little.
She looks at herself in the mirror of reality and then looks within at the mirror of her soul. Scars internal and external are everywhere. Pain seems inconsequential. Life seems death end. Don't touch. Don't speak. Don't blame. Stop analysis. Don't judge. Stop punishing. Close eyes, open mind, just listen to the plea of silence...
Think of nothing.
Think of everything.
Nothing matters at this moment.
Let the world disappear.
Let imagination wander.
Search for heart's desire.
What do you want?
Face up your soul's fear.
Face up your love, lust, hate.
Face up your unsafely, your unsurely.
No nightmares, no more nightmares.
Let conquer the reality.
Yes, tonight is the night. TONIGHT, in the light of blue moon, by the sounds of whispering night, everything just fades away till there is nothing. It’s just her by herself - standing, singing, and dreaming. Even her shadow leaves her all alone tonight. She smiles wanly, reflecting her mood. She’s singing old songs, moving in a desperate dance; seeking truth, seeking knowledge, seeking freedom, seeking for her long lost soul...
Looking at the stunning-striking-gorgeous skies makes she wish that she could fly and get away from everything troubling that’s going on down here on the earth and escape up there into the silence and solitude. If she could soar away that would be amazing...
Unchain but can't move further.
Mind trapped by schedules.
Heart jailed by duties.
Psyche arrested by responsibilities.
Wits caged by custom.
Free to go but unable to walk away.
Mentality cornered by commitment.
Soul captured by vows.
Brain detained by obligations.
Spirit entrapped by routine.
Look up at the blue sky.
Want to fly further and higher.
To touches the sky with bare hands.
Soaring and dancing with the clouds.
Singing and laughing with the skies.
Doesn’t everyone feel like to escape their routine life from time to time?
