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Saturday, November 5, 2011

Fat girl stereotype.

I love when guys have a stereotype against me for being “fat.” The stereotype is fat people are lazy. Well I’m living proof that that isn’t true. I go to school full time. Work almost full time. I have many many hobbies and multitalented in the arts. I play tennis. I’ve played tennis since I was 8 years old. I go to the gym a couple of times a week. Yet I get over looked because I’m “fat.” When the girl those guys end up choosing is a girl that has nothing going for her. She is not going to school, does not have any hobbies, has never worked out a day in her life, but is lucky to have the genetics of a bean pole skin and bones. So you tell me who is lazy???

OOOoohh and another thing. Its a pet peeve of mine when THOSE GUYS say that THAT GIRL has a tight body. Ummm excuse me? She has never even worked out a day in her life and is not active what so ever but she has a tight body? Umm no! The girls that are athletes, the girls at the gym a couple times a week, and the girls that are outdoors hiking and etc... Those are the girls that have a tight body, not the skinny girl with lucky genetics and has never lifted a finger.

And by NO MEANS am I showing DISRESPECT to the thin girls that have those lucky genetics. All I’m saying is that I envy you! PLEASE don't take those lucky genes for granted because you don’t even realize what you have.

Thanks for sharing Alexandra Lexi


Friday, October 28, 2011


Read Don's Inspirational story.

What is PTSD (Posttraumatic Stress Disorder)?

PTSD, or Posttraumatic Stress Disorder, is a psychiatric disorder that can occur following the experience or witnessing of a life-threatening events such as military combat, natural disasters, terrorist incidents, serious accidents, or physical or sexual assault in adult or childhood. Most survivors of trauma return to normal given a little time. However, some people will have stress reactions that do not go away on their own, or may even get worse over time. These individuals may develop PTSD. People who suffer from PTSD often relive the experience through nightmares and flashbacks, have difficulty sleeping, and feel detached or estranged, and these symptoms can be severe enough and last long enough to significantly impair the person’s daily life.
People with PTSD experience three different kinds of symptoms. The first set of symptoms involves reliving the trauma in some way such as becoming upset when confronted with a traumatic reminder or thinking about the trauma when you are trying to do something else. The second set of symptoms involves either staying away from places or people that remind you of the trauma, isolating from other people, or feeling numb. The third set of symptoms includes things such as feeling on guard, irritable, or startling easily. 
Are you Suffering with P.T.S.D?
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Darkens And Light

She took a little step toward the light that was beaming at her from so far away. Darkness is all she has known for so long. Scared to move, but drawn like a moth to the bright flame she sees.

It beckoned, calling itself love, calling out to her.

Pulled there, almost against her will. Pulled to Become something more. Something deep inside her has been crying out for change for so long. The voice stifled, pushed down, pushed away so she could exist in peace.

Close as she could get. The light was so warm, so inviting. She felt so ugly there, all of her scars, all of her flaws exposed. The source of the light smiled, told her they made her beautiful. Told her that she was worth something. Made her flaws and inadequacies seem like assets. The Flower blossomed under the warm rays. All of the things she was scared of melted away, and she felt safe again. In his presence, she felt peace. Just being around him made the swirling currents of her life calm down.

Confusion tugged at her. She had a life at home. And now, thoughts of a new life with him. A promise. A possibility. She opened herself up to that love. Drank it in. Held it close. Ran to him and found healing and contentment.

There is a funny thing about light though. Sometimes it is warm and inviting. Beautiful and mesmerizing. But after that darkness, the light can blind.

She overlooked things. Overlooked how his light was shining in two places. He loves. He can't help that any more than she can. She pretended that his words were true. That he loved her the most. That he would choose her in the end.

But then, something horrible happened.

The light began to move away.

Closer to the Other in his life. She had no right to the light, it belonged to the Other. But now that she knows it, she needs it. Now that darkness that was so familiar to her before he came into her life is a cold, scary place.

He reassures her. Tells her that he is shining for her still. Still gives her that peace and contentment. But it's muted. There is a shadow of something bigger across him now.  And she feels alone again. She was alone before, but it was all she knew. Now she's been shown a better way, and the existence that she had before is not enough for her. So cold here. So dark. So empty.

She shivers.

And waits.

Knowing that she's stupid to hope.

But wishing more than anything that the light would turn back to her again. 

Thanks for sharing flowersinherhair

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Helpless love

Once upon a time all feelings and emotions went to a coastal island for a vacation. According to their nature, each was having a good time. Suddenly, a warning of an impending storm was announced and everyone was advised to evacuate the island.

The announcement caused sudden panic. All rushed to their boats. Even damaged boats were quickly repaired and commissioned for duty.

Yet, Love did not wish to flee quickly. There was so much to do. But as the clouds darkened, Love realised it was time to leave. Alas, there were no boats to spare. Love looked around with hope.

Just then Prosperity passed by in a luxurious boat. Love shouted, “Prosperity, could you please take me in your boat?”

“No,” replied Prosperity, “my boat is full of precious possessions, gold and silver. There is no place for you.”

A little later Vanity came by in a beautiful boat. Again Love shouted, “Could you help me, Vanity? I am stranded and need a lift. Please take me with you.”

Vanity responded haughtily, “No, I cannot take you with me. My boat will get soiled with your muddy feet.”

Sorrow passed by after some time. Again, Love asked for help. But it was to no avail. “No, I cannot take you with me. I am so sad. I want to be by myself.”

When Happiness passed by a few minutes later, Love again called for help. But Happiness was so happy that it did not look around, hardly concerned about anyone.

Love was growing restless and dejected. Just then somebody called out, “Come Love, I will take you with me.” Love did not know who was being so magnanimous, but jumped on to the boat, greatly relieved that she would reach a safe place.

On getting off the boat, Love met Knowledge. Puzzled, Love inquired, “Knowledge, do you know who so generously gave me a lift just when no one else wished to help?”

Knowledge smiled, “Oh, that was Time.”

“And why would Time stop to pick me and take me to safety?” Love wondered.

Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and replied, “Because only Time knows your true greatness and what you are capable of. Only Love can bring peace and great happiness in this world.”

“The important message is that when we are prosperous, we overlook love. When we feel important, we forget love. Even in happiness and sorrow we forget love. Only with time do we realize the importance of love. Why wait that long? Why not make love a part of your life today?”

Author Unknown

Don't be afraid

Here we are, afraid of losing what we have all the time, holding on to it so tight that not a soul can touch it. We think by hiding it from the world, it’s hidden and it’s ours. Nothing is. Nothing ever will be. For, nothing ever was.

If you think there is anything that you have, that’s yours, be it money, a house, a job, or a girlfriend… it’s nothing but an illusion. It’ll all disappear… in one blow. One blow, my man.

Here we are, so insecure that we are afraid of re-starting our lives, so we just carry on trying to sort out the current mess. The thought that we should give it all up and just start all over – with nothing – might cross our minds some time, sure, but we get scared and we push away anything that scares us.

There is nothing I can ever achieve or gain that I cannot lose, in a matter of seconds. You have never gained enough to not be able to lose it all, in just a few minutes. What you think is yours, was never yours and will never be yours. Whatever you make here, you leave here. You came naked and you’re going to go back naked.

So what are you afraid of?

Let all be lost. Let them take away everything. As long as you have your heart beating strong, as long as you have your nostrils working fine, as long as the blood flows in your veins, you will live, you will breathe and you can get it all back… again and again. For, if you can do it once, you can damn well do it again. It’s just a game we play – Life.

By Rohit Wadhwaney

The important things in life

A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items on the table in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2 inches in diameter.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “Yes.”

“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, your children – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter – like your job, your house, your car.

The sand is everything else. The small stuff.”

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued “there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.

Take care of the rocks first – the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

Author unknown

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

If we could shrink the earth's population

If we could shrink the earth's population to a village of precisely 100 people, with all the existing human ratios remaining the same, it would look something like the following.  There would be:
57 Asians
21 Europeans
14 from the Western Hemisphere, both north and south
8 would be Africans
52 would be female
48 would be male
70 would be non-white
30 would be white
70 would be non-Christian
30 would be Christian
89 would be heterosexual
11 would be homosexual
6 people would possess 59% of the entire world's wealth and all 6 would be from the United States.
80 would live in substandard housing
70 would be unable to read
50 would suffer from malnutrition
(ONE)1 would be near death;
(ONE)1 would be near birth;
(ONE)1 (yes, only 1) would have a college education;
(ONE)1 (yes, only 1) would own a computer.
When one considers our world from such a compressed perspective, the need for acceptance, understanding and education becomes glaringly apparent.
And, therefore . . .
If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep, you are richer than 75% of this world.
If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.
If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.  
If you can attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death, you are more blessed than three billion people in the world.
If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.
If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful, you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.
If you can read this message, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world who cannot read at all.
As you read this and are reminded how life is in the rest of the world, remember just how blessed you really are!