A sweet kiss.
Apprehensions of tomorrow.
The morbidity of a burial place.
Baby born.
Life span.
Being in love.
Survival.
Failures and success.
Strange feeling.
Worry.
Complexities in life.
Genuine friendship.
Lost loves.
Pure love.
Faults.
Things unsaid.
Innocence within.
Responsibilities, lifetime.
Maturity.
Cherrished memories.
A bliss.
Sorry.
A story of my life.
Thank you.
"Adding a total of a love that’s true, multiply life by the power of two", as the song goes. How beautiful it is indeed if we all live life to the fullest with love in our hearts, don’t you think? Regardless of
its variations, as long as we give and share love to others we always
are reciprocated with bliss. When we love, we don’t expect something
in return. We are contended for the opportunity that we are able to love and care for someone that is dear to us. Love has always been willful, never doubtful, never been iniquitous…
Therefore love unconditionaly and truthfully. You will always be rewarded with joy, or may even be greatful for being able to love than not to love at all. 
Miriam Webster defines vanity as:
Main Entry: 1van·i·ty
Pronunciation: ‘va-n&-tE
Function: noun
Inflected Form(s): plural -ties
1 : the quality or fact of being vain
2 : inflated pride in oneself or one’s appearance
3 : a fashionable trifle or knickknack
A
vain person is not someone that should be thought as someone who
doesn’t do anything but looking good at all times. I’d say people are
vain in nature, it’s just that some would prefer not to be as vain as
other people do. Vanity is usually associated in women, for women are
more conscious when it comes to physical appearance. I for one can
attest to that (haha!). Well, who wouldn’t want to appear pleasant to
others? I don’t know with you but I do!
What
I’m trying to say is, some people would think that being vain is a sign
of pride and sometimes an evident manifestation of too much
self-regard. I don’t really think that there’s something wrong with
being vain. More often than not, it adds confidence to oneself. A
feeling of pride, but not in a boastful way. If someone would mock you
for being vain, don’t feel bad, instead take it as a compliment for
that someone might have noticed your good looks (hehe). And if they’d
try to hate you, well let them hate you more for being more vain.
There’s nothing more sweet than a simple and effortless vengeance.
As for me, vanity is not a sin. Don’t hate me ’cause I’m beautiful. Fight back!
Am I seeing some eyebrows raised? 
In a zoo in California, a mother tiger gave birth to a rare set of
triplet tiger cubs. Unfortunately, due to
complications in the pregnancy, the cubs were born prematurely
and
due to their tiny size, died shortly after birth.
The mother tiger after
recovering from the delivery, suddenly started to decline in health,
although physically she was fine. The veterinarians felt that the
loss of her litter had caused the tigress to fall into a depression. The
doctors decided that if the tigress could surrogate another mother’s cubs,
perhaps she would improve.
After checking with many other zoos across the
country, the depressing news was that there were no tiger cubs of the
right age to introduce to the mourning mother. The veterinarians decided to
try something that had never been tried in a zoo
environment.
Sometimes a mother of one species will take on
the care of a different species. The only "orphans" that could be found
quickly, were a litter of wiener pigs. The zoo keepers and vets wrapped the
piglets in tiger skin and placed the babies around the mother
tiger.
Someone who is a "first timer" on something.
In this case.. a skim board.
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I am a member
of this very cool online forum. I have been there for a while, and have seen some of the forum members. They are cool too. The forum has a lot of topics that people can freely express their thoughts and opinions. Since I am a very opinionated person, politics is one of the subject I like to talk about, eventhough it is an age-long debate. As for the current events, someone asked if the president has gone crazy. People then started to give out their opinions and lead to a very challenging exchange of ideas. I for one, never hesitated to give mine. It is indeed a very sensitive topic, people got infuriated as our opinions kept coming through. I’d say, a heated coversation. There’s this one bitch (which literaly means a female dog. I had to use the term for I think she’s not being rational enough to weigh things up. If she’s rational, as rational as a dog, that’s why she’s a bitch), that got indignant with what I had to say. I really don’t know what she was thinking for she blatantly called me a one big fat AIRHEAD! I was taken aback when I read the word, but instead of feeling bad I realized I may have won the battle and that it lead her to swearing and felt like a big fat ass LOSER !Geez….
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It was already 1:40 in the morning but my eyes are still wide open. Im on my
laptop surfing the net, and at the same time watching a movie on the pc
at the other end. While skimming through my friends profile here,
something caught my attention… A blog entry. This is in my friends’
list so I thought I might check what he has to say for his very recent
post. I don’t really know why it caught my attention. When I started
reading his entry, I’ve noticed some flaws on his writings. For a
moment there I thought I might laugh, but before I could burst out into
laughter a sudden thought came through me. I’ve felt his courage.
Courage to write something just to get his message accross whether he’s
done it perfectly or not. I commend him for his effort for sharing his
views to the world. His passion to write something that could make
other people learn from it. I realized, that even if an individual is
grammatically challenged, as long as you have to courage and passion
for writing, you can always get your message accross. I can see that
his innocense made the voice of his message so loud and clear enough to
get his message understood. From now on, I’d make it to a point that I
would not miss any of his new entries. I think this man just made
another believer of his writings. Well, who knows, I might be just one
of the many.
To you Mr. J, goodluck and keep writing!
This
forum has been my home since I joined last june 25, 20005. I have been
a member of forums way back in college. I even started one for my
course mates. It is up until now, and has been the only means of
communication and source of news from each other. In this way, we still
keep in touch even we’re miles away.
Anyway, with this new craze forum of mine started when someone sent me
a message from the other forum, in which I am also a member. He’s name
is Duane. I wasn’t doing anything that day so I decided to sign up with
this new forum. It took almost two weeks to actually visit the forum.
At first I thought "nah…this is just another forum I’d sign up and
visit just for once". I finally logged in one day, checking out what
this forum has to offer. I’ve skimmed through the pages and thought
"it’s not bad". So, I posted my first ever message saying "hello" to
everyone. I visited the forum sporadically, for I didn’t know anyone
yet. And that one posted message lead to another, and another . It
wasn’t that long when I realized I made friends and I always find
myself laughing and giggling while reading and posting messages in this
forum. I have found friendship and camaraderie with the other members.
So guys..what are you waiting for? Sign up and start posting! 
When I was in grade school, most of the boys were fond of teasing me. I
didn’t know their reasons, I was not a class clown, buffon, or even
just a low profile lass that sits in a corner and have no friends at
all! Man, I just hate it when they do stuffs. And when I got to my
sixth grade, I started hating them, boys specifically. After I
graduated from grade school, I still hated them that’s why I opted to
enroll in an exclusive school for girls (that’s how I hated them!).
Haha! I just realized that was so lame to escape from them. I wasn’t
really escaping from them, I just didn’t wanna see their faces again.
It was not until my third year in high school that I’ve come to realize
I was missing something in my high school life. It was not really all
to boys, males, or men, but I realized I am spending my high school
life not in a "normal" or "unsual" way. At that point I started
reminiscing some memories with my guy friends in grade school. What was
it like to have a male classmate or a male playmate. And I started to
notice that women are usually loud, noisy, chit chats here and there,
spreading rumors in a split second. And for that, my alter ego told me
"aren’t you annoyed with them? They just can’t stop opening their mouth
for just a second!", and from that time on I got fed up with girls
(sighs). Then my first day in college came and told myself "this time I
gonna have an all male circle of friends. I was so determined to do it
in the way I wanted, and during my first class I sat at the back (where
males were usually seated) with males both on my sides. I made friends
with them and in time I was one of them. Most of my female classmates
were talking at my back (envious maybe) because I didn’t want to go
with them, not even mingling with them. I enjoyed being in a guys’
circle then, I liked it because most of the time men don’t put on some
faces. They are transparent. It went that way until the semester almost
ended, I was talking to one of my female classmate and she introduced
me to the girls in my block. From that time on, I managed to weigh
things out. Now, I have males and female friends. True friends, if I
may add
