Life

Life is about making decisions and not looking back.

Life is about living, loving, and laughing. Don’t forget that.

Life is about learning from your mistakes, and from others.

Life is about never giving up, even if you’re afraid.

Life is about going through your life, happy and content.

Life is about helping the people who need it.

Life is about caring, and sharing, and daring to dream for hope.

Life is about voicing your thoughts; even when you think nobody’s listening, they are.

Life is about taking the time to give someone some hope.

Life is about being the best you can be, but never forgetting who you are, or what you believe in.

Life is about living up to your own standards, not to others.

Life is about taking care of the people you love, and who love you.

Life is about standing up in a time of despair, and being there for those who have no one.

Life is about whatever you want it to be.

Life is about never losing sight of the future.

Life is about always shooting for your dreams, whatever they may be…

Life is about living.

Life is about problems and creating solutions.

Life is about finding something out of nothing.

How much Hot is there in Hell

A thermodynamics professor had written a take home exam for his graduate students. It had one question: "Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)? Support your answer with a proof."

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle’s Law (gas cools off when it expands and heats up when it is compressed) or some variant.

One student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So, we need to know the rate that souls are moving into Hell and the rate they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.

As for how many souls are entering Hell, let’s look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there are more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all people and all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.

Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle’s Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls are added. This gives two possibilities:

1). If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.

2). Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Ms. Therese Banyan during my Freshman year, "That it will be a cold night in Hell before sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then #2 cannot be true, and so Hell is exothermic.

The student got the only A.

A Friend that is Unique

A FRIEND THAT IS UNIQUE
A FRIEND THAT IS ONE OF A KIND
A FRIEND THAT IS PERFECT 
A TYPE OF FRIEND WHO IS HARD TO FIND

A FRIEND THAT IS SWEET
A FRIEND THAT IS PERPETUALLY FAIR
A FRIEND THAT YOU KNOW 
WILL ALWAYS BE THERE

A FRIEND WITH AN AMAZING SPIRIT
A FRIEND WITH A STRIKING HEART
A FRIEND THAT IS TRUSTWORTHY
A FRIEND THAT IS SMART

A FRIEND THAT ASSUAGES YOUR PAIN
A FRIEND THAT CAN DRY YOUR TEARS
A FRIEND WITH UNRESTRICTED LOVE 
A FRIEND THAT CAN ALLEVIATE YOUR FEARS

THE FRIEND THAT IS PERFECT
THE ONE THAT YOU ARE SHOCKED TO FIND
THAT THEY ARE THE ONE
THAT LEFT YOU BEHIND 

The Glass

Let me ask you a classic question:

Is your glass half-full … or half-empty?

This is a difficult question to answer. The logical answer would be “The glass is at 50% of its total carrying capacity”. But we know this is a question of perspective. If you answer “half-full”, you are happy. If you answer “half-empty”, you are sad. Those are the only choices … right?

Wrong. For some people, “half-full” and “half-empty” don’t describe how they feel. For some, their glass is more than half-full, or full or overflowing. And for others … their glass is less than half-empty … or empty … or broken.

But you can’t answer, “my glass is shattered into a million pieces on the floor”. That’s not one of the choices. Nor is “my glass is empty”. And you can’t answer “half-empty” because then people assume that you’re attention seeking … or something else.

But it seems to be acceptable to answer, “my glass is full” or “my glass is overflowing” … even though they’re not the choices you are given.

So my answer to the question would have to be “my glass is half-full”. It’s the only one people want to hear.

What’s your answer? 

That's why I Love You

I love you,
I don’t really think it seems fair,
How you are the only one,
That doesn't watch me bleed.

Pretty soon I will be coming close to the clouds,
You could take everything I have,
I would still be happy, because I love you,
You are the only person in my life,
Who comes up to me and asks how I am.

You always hug me with all of your heart,
You always guide me when I need it,
You never give up on me,
You give me a chance.

People think love is having sex,
And getting each other turned on,
Love is so much more than that,
Half of us spend our lives wasting it on,
Something that is not useful.

You start to worry because,
You don’t have a boyfriend yet,
Don’t rush, because your guy will come,
If you just wait, you will be more happy,
Than you have ever been.

Love makes you feel special,
Your true love is the one,
That you wake up to in the morning,
And you could just stay there,
Looking into him for the rest of your life,
That’s why I love you.

You're a Teacher if

1) You believe the staff room should have a Valium salt lick.

2) You find humor is other people’s stupidity.

3) You want to slap the next person who says, "Must be nice to have all your holidays and summers free."

4) You can tell it’s a full moon without ever looking outside.

5) You believe "shallow gene pool" should have it’s own box on the report card.

6) You believe that unspeakable evil will befall you if anyone says, "Boy, the kids are sure mellow today."

7) When out in public, you feel the urge to talk to strange children and correct their behavior.

8) Marking all A’s on the report card would make your life SO much simpler.

9) When you mention "vegetables" and you’re not talking about a food group.

10) You think people should be required to get a government permit before being allowed to reproduce.

11) You wonder how some parents even managed to reproduce.

12) You believe in aerial spraying of Prozac.

13) You really encourage an obnoxious parent to check into home schooling.

14) You’ve never had your profession slammed by someone who would never dream of doing your job.

15) You can’t have children of your own, because there is no name you could give a child that wouldn’t bring on high blood pressure the moment you heard it.
 
16) Meeting a child’s parents instantly answers the question, "Why is this kid like this?"

Endless Dreams

We arrive, to live

We see, to believe

We touch, to feel

We smell, to dwell

We hear, to fear

We haste, to taste

We dream, We want

We want, We dream

We get, We don't

We want, We dream

Endless Endless Endless Dreams!!!

Time

There was a time,

When tears weren’t enough,
When my words failed me,
And all I wanted to do was ran away,
Forget all I’ve said and done.

There was a time,
When I didn’t want to breathe,
When all I wanted to do was curl up and never come out of my shell,
When I was so angry that I wanted to cry,
But was too angry too cry.

There was a time,
When I should have spoke up for myself,
When I let people call me names,
I pretended not to care,
And a smile to hide my pain.

There was a time,
When lies trapped me in a deep pit,
When my hyperness was a sign,
That if I was pushed any further,
Then I wouldn’t be there any more.

There was a time,
When no one knew who the real me was,
When even I had no idea,
When my tears were silent,
In a bathroom or in a bedroom.

There was a time,
When I didn’t even know if tomorrow would come,
When sunset meant another day,
A day full with my fake smile,
A day no one should have to deal with.

There was a time,
But that time is gone,
For today,
But tomorrow is another,
And who knows,
If that time will ever come again.

Why its Hard Sometimes?

It’s hard sometimes talking to those around you, talking to the people who care for you and think you are lovely. When they ask you whether you have a boyfriend, or lament at how a girl like you could possibly be single, its hard. Hard to bring together what you know about yourself – that you’re worth it, that your good the way you are – and the fear that maybe you are doing something wrong.

You try to be open to love. And you know that you are supposed to be OPEN to love. But what you don’t understand is how you’re CLOSED. You want to fall in love; it’s the only thing in the world you can think of that you want more than anything. You try to not make the same mistakes as before, and yet you end up in the same place again. So you try and get by with what you can – sustaining yourself on living vicariously through other love stories and imagining magical moments in love. But before long you find yourself in a vicious circle of expectation and then disappointment.

It’s not that you haven’t met people but you feel like a fraud when you don’t feel the way you’re supposed to. So you keep a distance and don’t give them the wrong idea about how you feel, so you don’t end up in a relationship or in a place with someone you don’t even like.

That’s why it’s hard sometimes to talk to people you know. And, why it’s hard sometimes when you’re always the one that’s alone.

For All of You

This is for all of the people how have been broken but have been strong enough to let go. For the people who have hurt so badly that they felt they could never love again, but kept their head up. For those who feel like going back to their old lover would put all the pieces back where they belong and everything would fit, but accept the cold hard truth instead. For the people that learn from their mistakes and never stop moving forward, even when they take two steps back. For the people that wish loneliness wasn’t a part of them, but put up with it anyhow. For the people that are okay with taking up all of the room in the bed, even if sometimes it feels a little empty. For the people who wake up in the morning with no missed calls, but smile anyway. For the people that periodically miss the past, but are so much more excited for the future. For the people that have wounds still healing. For the people that have so much tied to their past relationship, but break those chains to start fresh. For the people that want to look back so badly, but focus on the road ahead. For the people that pick up the phone so tempted to call, but keep their dignity in tact instead. For the people that never wanted to let go, but had to. For the people that still believe in love even after all of the hurt their heart has endured. For all the people that gave up not because they were weak, but because most times it’s better just to let go.

This one is for you. We’ll get our happy ending someday

I'll be Waiting to be Loved by You

When I'm always late and I keep you waiting,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When the going gets tough and I feel like giving up,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When my head is aching and I can't get up from bed in the morning,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When I goof up with the cooking and there's no food at night,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When I lose my temper and call you rude names,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When money is low and the bills are not paid,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When the cold winds break in and the firewood refuses to burn,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When the sun is scorching overhead and I still want to go shopping,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When its pouring cats and dogs and I want to go for a long drive,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When I want to watch my favorite TV show and you keep changing channels,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When your friends invite you for a party and I want to watch a movie with you,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When you want to spend the weekend washing your car and I want to go on an outing,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When you're out playing football with your friends and I get bored alone at home,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When you go out for drinks with your colleagues after work and I stand by the window waiting for you,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When you are pressed for time and all I want to do is cuddle up to you,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When you have meetings lined up and I'm waiting to chat with you,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When I'm feeling lonely, lost and shattered,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When life gets boring, monotonous and dull ,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When I'm busy at work and I have no time for you,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When I'm climbing the ladder of success and you get fired from your job,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When we go out for dinner and I can't make up my mind which restaurant I want to go to,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When I look hot in my new party dress and guys keep turning heads to look at me,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When my mind wanders and I glance at another hot guy tad too long,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When I put on too much weight and don't look sexy anymore,
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When it's all my fault and I still keep blaming you
I'm waiting to be loved by you

When you get fed up with me and no longer wish to live with me.
I'll still be waiting to be loved by you.

Sorry will never be Enough

Mean,
I am mean,
I am very cruel to my mom,
She says I love you,
I just rub it off my shoulder,
She says you are the greatest.

I act like I didn't hear her,
I talk about her behind her back,
She was actually listening,
I say sorry,
She just says no, you are not,
I say, yes I am,
She just says whatever.

I go to a friend's house, 
Without saying I love you to her,
The next morning I go home,
And yell I love you mom,
She didn't answer,
I thought she was just shrugging it off of her shoulders,
Like always she didn't answer.

I go to the bathroom and there was my mom,
She was lying on the floor,
Breathless,
I go over there and start to cry,
I realize how mean I had been,
I never once even said I love you,
Don't waste your life being mean,
Waste your life living,
And telling people how much they mean to you.

I really did love my mom,
She was the greatest,
I live in regret now,
Sorry won't cut it,
I need to show what I mean,
My mom was the greatest,
Mom, I love you.

Love Find Me!

I want to be known, I don’t want to be overlooked. I want someone to search me out and find me where I exist. I believe all of us live in the ordinary, the mundane, the not-so-extraordinary, the “cracks” of life.

I am ok with living in the cracks. I am even ok with the losses of live happening in these cracks. But this doesn’t mean I don’t want to be found by someone, discovered by someone, even saved by someone.

This is a song about living, losing and being worthy of someone finding you.

Find me here
My lost is yours to know

Look for me
There are seeds of hope to sow

In the cracks
Where I live and lose

Search for me
I’m hidden but you’ll see

Wait for me
These legs won’t carry me
Past the cracks, where I live and lose
You can be my noise
When I have no sound

You can be my net
When I stumble down

You can be my leap, up off the ground
My escape
From the live and lose

Hurt

Everyone I know knows I have “problems”. I’d rather they know than not but the problem is then you have to define “problems” and I don’t know quite how to do that.

I can tell you I’m angry with my parents and you can nod your head and sympathize but when you ask why I can’t tell you that, I really can’t tell you. And, even then I can’t tell you why I can’t.

I can tell you I feel sad and don’t really know the why of anything anymore
but I can’t tell you why I don’t know the why. And, I want to tell but I can’t.

Because sometimes specifics hurt just a little too much.

Because it’s one thing to say I fought with mom but it’s another to tell how I slammed the car door and I walked inside crying and you wouldn’t answer me no matter how loud I screamed. And how I threw curse words across the house and hated myself for doing it because I didn’t even know if I was screaming at you or at me and either way I didn’t know why I needed to scream so badly in the first place.

Yeah it’s one thing to say I feel like crying it’s another to tell you all the reasons why. Because sometimes I don’t even know the reasons and other times I do . . .

But like I said sometimes specifics hurt just a little too much.

Waiting

My life has been relatively short but I have learned quite a bit about love…

Some love and lose, some lose someone they might have loved and luckily some love each other forever. I think about that one or many loves constantly, always hoping I don’t miss my chance. My fear of never finding that love has made me create an unattainable goal in my head: find the perfect guy you will find the perfect relationship and you will get the perfect life. That whole scenario is what I’ve been looking for.

But I have realized that kind of perfection does not exist in a person. It exists in a connection, a relationship. That is what love is. Love is that person who isn’t necessarily perfect, but it perfect for you.

They say real love comes when you aren’t searching for it. I used to think that it was absurd to say that because most everyone is searching for love; and many do find it. But of all those people I know, who I’ve watched love, though it may not have lasted forever, I’ve realized one thing. They all loved. There isn’t a person I know who could end their life saying they haven’t loved. The moment I realized that was the moment I stopped searching. I stopped searching for that perfect guy, for that perfect relationship, for that perfect life.

I am waiting for it. No longer searching. Waiting, because I know it will come. 

Love - It Goes On

It’s either there or not. And it happens so quickly, you don’t even notice it.
When you meet with that special person the first time, you know nothing about each other. Nothing at all. And despite all the rationality something just happen. You want to spend hours with that person; you want to just listen to what he/she says – even if it would be a big pile of rubbish if it’d come out from somebody else’s mouth. They makes you laugh like no others.

You can be the strongest, most confident person in the whole wide World, but you just can’t stop those shaky legs, can’t seem to be able to put one sensible sentence together – nor stop talking because you are too worried it will get awkward and weird.

At the end of the night of your first date you wish time would stop there and then at that perfect moment – when only the two of you exist in the Universe – would never end. You can’t sleep because all you can think of how great you felt with that person and you are trying to figure how can it be so easy and smooth. All of a sudden this person becomes part of your every moment in the day. And you became one very special and unique thing together that you never want to lose. Hopefully it lasts for a while.

But there are times when it comes to an end. I don’t know why. I guess we are constantly growing, developing, making changes and decisions in our lives as individuals; and that creates the chance to grow apart.

And it hurts. And seems like the end of the world has came. And you suffer. Can’t eat or sleep. Want to hate the one, think of every bad and negative you can just remember of but still can’t hate them.

This is love. Still. Even if it’s now making you suffer.

And then it starts again. And you are putting your heart out there for someone else who might break it. And so it goes.

Believe and you'll be Succeed

Believe in Love 

Believe in Faith 

Believe in Truth 

Believe that no matter what happens, you have the power to prevail

Believe in Strength 

Believe in Courage

Believe in Honor

Believe that everyone has the power to be good at heart

Believe in Song

Believe in Dance

Believe in Culture

Believe that no matter who you are or where you’re from- everyone is unique

Believe in things you never would 

Believe in doing things you never could

Believe in achievement 

Believe that if you think you can, you can- but if you think you can’t, you won’t.

Believe in the damned

Believe in the degenerate 

Believe in the corrupted

Believe that evil does exist in many forms, but all can be overcome

Believe in spiritual

Believe in holy

Believe in sacred

Believe that your personal values can never be taken from you

Believe in mad

Believe in depressed

Believe in suicidal

Believe that one smile can save a life

Believe in magick

Believe in hope

Believe in dreams

Believe that the unbelievable happens everyday

Believe in time

Believe in forever 

Believe in YOU

Believe that as long as you believe in yourself - anything is possible  

Patience; My Love

Patience, my love

Let moments unfold
Let love bloom
Give it time and faith...

Patience, my love
Let love endure
Be tested with time
Grow in strength...

Patience, my love
Let's build up to moments
That we may cherish for eternity
For patience is but love at work...

Patience, my love
Like a vintage wine
Let love mature
Gracefully with time...

Patience, my love
It's not about the destination
It's all about the journey we take
Hand in hand, till the end of days..

Life - A Puzzle

Each piece is scattered throughout our time here on Earth and it is up to us to find the pieces and place them exactly where they belong. It will not be easy. In fact we will not know what the pieces are or where they may be hidden.

It could be as simple as a revelation. Or a random act of kindness. Maybe in the shape of another human being who may teach us the meaning of something profound. Perhaps a journey through a tumultuous time that will give us an insight to courage and hope. It could be as simple as feeling the heat of the sun on our skin and at that precise moment revel in how warm and pleasing it feels. As confusing as the wetness of a tear as it slides down your cheek to make you realize that you can cry when you are happy as well as sad. Or an aroma so inviting that it can stir your senses to overload and enable you to feel an abundance of emotions ranging from ecstasy to fear. Maybe it will be a moment in a memory that was placed in one’s mind and then forgotten, to be resurrected at a time when needed the most. 
 
Life is a puzzle. 
 
But with each new segment that completes the corners and borders of our picture it will be seen as an accomplishment. Not because we have failed or achieved but simply because we have tried. There will not be a winning outcome in every endeavour we set out to pursue. In fact, we will have many disappointments that will leave us battered and unable to comprehend the meaning of choice. 

Then there are the frustrations that will have us in a boundless state of euphoria and it is when we are in eye of this storm we must sit down and reflect where it is leading us and if it is the right path to follow and if, in the grand scheme of things, it will change us for the better or for the worse. Which will you choose?

 To have power in the knowledge that you can achieve all you want and not bear any consequences of your actions, or to be one of the people with a conscience and stop before it is too late. The money or the box.

Decisions. They can make or break you.

Would it be better if we were all clones implanted with a switch that was controlled by a higher plane of existence? That it was THEY who controlled our every thought and move. 
Sometimes I believe that it could be like that. We listen and we see, but ultimately it is our decision as to what we believe. 
 
The world is a puzzle. 
 
And it is filled with pieces that only we can put together, in any semblance of order that we like. It could be a perfect border and corners and our centrepiece could be as jumbled as a comic book of colours with no faces or places to see.

That is where we, as an entity, come and put a face to a place and follow through the scenario that is before us. 

Yes this may seem a confusing mumbo jumbo of words and too hard to make sense of but in reality if you just read between the lines it is as plain as the nose on your face. 
Look in the mirror and see yourself for who you are. 
ME. 
US. 
YOU. 
THEM. 
THEY. 
THOSE. 

Can you see that these small words are growing in capacity as you read? 
And that is what life is like. It will grow as you grow and with it will come such clarity and resolution to all that you challenge. You may be meek and mild but have such power in your convictions as to overshadow one who is loud and obnoxious and too forceful with greed. 
 
There we have it. 
 
Life is a puzzle. 
 
But with it comes such promise and the finalization of a complete picture. It may not look like the picture on the box but it will still be your life. 

And life is just that. It is what we make it. With all the ups and downs and the challenges, it is still LIFE. We are just pages in the next chapter of evolution and we should try to leave this world as an example and not a mistake that needs to be rectified at some later date.

That Feeling

When you get the news. The bad news. The news that changes everything and nothing will ever be the same again. You were just living your life when all of a sudden it hits out of nowhere. The world has crumbled around your feet and you sit in the middle of it, devastated… wondering how you can possibly move, let alone pay another bill or fix dinner tonight.

Your feelings begin to fluctuate between desperation, apathy, fear, sadness and anger. Then all of a sudden one day a ray of light breaks through. It might take days or weeks or months, but you feel it – a flicker of happiness. And you wonder, maybe, just maybe there might be a chance that there can be joy in the midst of this heart wrenching pain. And you have hope.

It was too Late

Everyday I watch your actions,

Everyday I feel your pain,

You hide your face behind your hair,

You don't talk to anyone,

I don't even know your name.

Quietly to yourself you sing,

I guess that gives you peace,

You won't look at me when I say 'hi',

A slight nod - if I'm lucky.

Then one day you follow me,

To my house, you live a few doors down,

'Cept you come right up to the steps and sit,

What more can I do but the same?

I sit down beside you and you tell me it all,

Your story was unlike any I've heard,

And I hurt for you,

Like I've never hurt before.

I feel your pain, and you look at me,

First time I see your eyes were crying,

But we hug, and you' re okay with me,

We talk and you have more life in you.

Days later you're back to nothing,

Won't talk, won't look up,

I can't get you to come back to me,

I'm so confused, in this agony.

I heard the news and didn't believe it,

I didn't think, you would end your life,

I'm more surprised than anything, shocked,

I feel like I am to blame.

If I'd only done more,

Talked to you more,

Looked at you more,

Included you more,

Made you feel loved,

But I didn't.

All I did was say 'hi' a few times,

And listen to you that one time,

That you wanted to talk,

And now you're gone,

And I can't go back and change it,

It was too late,

And I'm sorry.

Microsoft is working on a technology that turns a smartphone’s camera into a 3D scanner.

MobileFusion that will allow users to create high-quality 3D images in real time using a regular smartphone. By slowly panning a smartphone camera around an object, MobileFusion can create a 3D image good enough for printing. The technology requires no other hardware to function and can even operate offline. The project is being developed for the Android, iOS and Windows Phone platforms. “The great starting point was to take a sensor that everyone has in their pocket, which is the camera you have on your mobile phone,” said Shahram Izadi, a principal researcher on the project. MobileFusion works by taking several pictures of an object then using an algorithm to combine them into a single 3D image – essentially turning a smartphone into a 3D scanner. Researchers say the idea is for people to use their smartphones on trips – such as to a museum or abroad – to make 3D scans of mementos which they can then turn into 3D printed objects when they get home. Microsoft isn’t the first company that has worked on combining 3D scanning technology with phone cameras – although MobileFusion is more advanced than the few available apps which perform a similar function. In the world of consumer 3D scanners, the 3D Capture Stage for HP’s Sprout PC is regarded as one of the better options, and has a scanning quality that Microsoft will likely be hoping its project can replicate on smartphones. As of right now, there are no solid plans to release the technology to the public, but researchers say that is the project’s ultimate goal. MobileFusion will be displayed at the International Symposium on Mixed and Augmented Reality in early October. To see MobileFusion in action, check out the video below.