1. Make race car noises when anyone gets on or off.
2. Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your kleenex to other passengers.
3. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: "Shut up, dammit, all of you just shut UP!"
4. Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly.
5. Sell Girl Scout cookies.
6. On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of the elevator.
7. Shave.
8. Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside ask: "Got enough air in there?"
9. Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down.
10. Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.
11. When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves.
12. Lean over to another passenger and whisper: "Noogie patrol coming!"
13. Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you Admiral.
14. One word: Flatulence!
15. On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go "plink" at the bottom.
16. Do Tai Chi exercises.
17. Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce: "I've got new socks on!"
18. When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: "Oh, not now, damn motion sickness!"
19. Give religious tracts to each passenger.
20. Meow occassionally.
21. Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose.
22. Frown and mutter "gotta go, gotta go" then sigh and say "oops!"
23. Show other passengers a wound and ask if it looks infected.
24. Sing "Mary had a little lamb" while continually pushing buttons.
25. Holler "Chutes away!" whenever the elevator descends.
26. Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side.
27. Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce "You're one of THEM!" and move to the far corner of the elevator.
28. Burp, and then say "mmmm...tasty!"
29. Leave a box between the doors.
30. Ask each passenger getting on if you can push the button for them.
31. Wear a puppet on your hand and talk to other passengers "through" it.
32. Start a sing-along.
33. When the elevator is silent, look around and ask "is that your beeper?"
34. Say "Ding!" at each floor.
35. Play the harmonica.
36. Shadow box.
37. Lean against the button panel.
38. Say "I wonder what all these do" and push the red buttons.
39. Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope.
40. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers that this is your "personal space."
41. Bring a chair along.
42. Take a bite of a sandwich and ask another passenger: "Wanna see wha in muh mouf?"
43. Blow spit bubbles.
44. Pull your gum out of your mouth in long strings.
45. Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body."
46. Carry a blanket and clutch it protectively.
47. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
48. Wear "X-Ray Specs" and leer suggestively at other passengers.
49. Stare at your thumb and say "I think it's getting larger."
50. If anyone brushes against you, recoil and holler "Bad touch!"
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
How to say I Love You in 100 Languages !!!
English - I love you
Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief
Albanian - Te dua
Arabic - Ana behibak (to male)
Arabic - Ana behibek (to female)
Armenian - Yes kez sirumen
Bambara - M'bi fe
Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi
Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu
Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo
Bulgarian - Obicham te
Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah
Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy ney a
Catalan - T'estimo
Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse
Chichewa - Ndimakukonda
Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male)
Creol - Mi aime jou
Croatian - Volim te
Czech - Miluji te
Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig
Dutch - Ik hou van jou
Esperanto - Mi amas vin
Estonian - Ma armastan sind
Ethiopian - Afgreki'
Faroese - Eg elski teg
Farsi - Doset daram
Filipino - Mahal kita
Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua
French - Je t'aime, Je t'adore
Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort
Georgian - Mikvarhar
German - Ich liebe dich
Greek - S'agapo
Gujarati - Hoo thunay prem karoo choo
Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw
Hawaiian - Aloha wau ia oi
Hebrew - Ani ohev otah (to female)
Hebrew - Ani ohev et otha (to male)
Hiligaynon - Guina higugma ko ikaw
Hindi - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae
Hmong - Kuv hlub koj
Hopi - Nu' umi unangwa'ta
Hungarian - Szeretlek
Icelandic - Eg elska tig
Ilonggo - Palangga ko ikaw
Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu
Inuit - Negligevapse
Irish - Taim i' ngra leat
Italian - Ti amo
Japanese - Aishiteru
Kannada - Naanu ninna preetisuttene
Kapampangan - Kaluguran daka
Kiswahili - Nakupenda
Konkani - Tu magel moga cho
Korean - Sarang Heyo
Latin - Te amo
Latvian - Es tevi miilu
Lebanese - Bahibak
Lithuanian - Tave myliu
Malay - Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu
Malayalam - Njan Ninne Premikunnu
Mandarin Chinese - Wo ai ni
Marathi - Me tula prem karto
Mohawk - Kanbhik
Moroccan - Ana moajaba bik
Nahuatl - Ni mits neki
Navaho - Ayor anosh'ni
Norwegian - Jeg Elsker Deg
Pandacan - Syota na kita!!
Pangasinan - Inaru Taka
Papiamento - Mi ta stimabo
Persian - Doo-set daaram
Pig Latin - Iay ovlay ouyay
Polish - Kocham Ciebie
Portuguese - Eu te amo
Romanian - Te ubesk
Russian - Ya tebya liubliu
Scot Gaelic - Tha gra\dh agam ort
Serbian - Volim te
Setswana - Ke a go rata
Sign Language - ,\,,/ (represents position of fingers when signing'I Love You')
Sindhi - Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan
Sioux - Techihhila
Slovak - Lu`bim ta
Slovenian - Ljubim te
Spanish - Te quiero / Te amo
Swahili - Ninapenda wewe
Swedish - Jag alskar dig
Swiss-German - Ich lieb Di
Tagalog - Mahal kita
Taiwanese - Wa ga ei li
Tahitian - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe
Tamil - Nan unnai kathalikaraen
Telugu - Nenu ninnu premistunnanu
Thai - Chan rak khun (to male)
Thai - Phom rak khun (to female)
Turkish - Seni Seviyorum
Ukrainian - Ya tebe kahayu
Urdu - mai aap say pyaar karta hoo
Vietnamese - Anh ye^u em (to female)
Vietnamese - Em ye^u anh (to male)
Welsh - 'Rwy'n dy garu
Yiddish - Ikh hob dikh
Yoruba - Mo ni fe
Moonlight Ride
Jenny was so happy about the house they had found.
For once in her life 'twas on the right side of town.
She unpacked her things with such great ease.
As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze.
How wonderful it was to have her own room.
School would be starting, she'd have friends over soon.
There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy
It's just the way she wanted her life to be.
On the first day of school, everything went great.
She made new friends and even got a date!
She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be,
Because I just got a date with the star of the team!"
To be known in this school you had to have a clout,
And dating this guy would sure help her out.
There was only one problem stopping her fate.
Her parents had said she was too young to date.
"Well, I just won't tell them the entire truth.
They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?"
Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night.
Her parents frowned but said, "All right."
Excited, she got ready for the big event
But as she rushed around like she had no sense,
She began to feel guilty about all the lies,
But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?
Well the pizza was good, and the party was great,
But the moonlight ride would have to wait.
For Jeff was half drunk by this time.
But he kissed her and said that he was just fine.
Then the room filled with smoke and Jeff took a puff.
Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff.
Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point
But only after he'd smoked another joint.
They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride,
Not thinking that he was too drunk to drive.
They finally made it to the point at last,
And Jeff started trying to make a pass.
A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all
(and by a pass, I don't mean playing football).
"Perhaps my parents were right....maybe I am too young.
Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb."
With all of her might, she pushed Jeff away:
"Please take me home, I dot want to stay."
Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas.
In a matter of seconds they were going too fast.
As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger,
Jenny knew that her life was in danger.
She begged and pleaded for him to slow down,
But he just got faster as they neared the town.
"Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied.
I really went out for a moonlight ride."
Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash.
"Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!"
She doesn't remember the force of impact.
Just that everything all of a sudden went black.
She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble,
And heard, "Call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!"
Voices she heard...a few words at best.
But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.
Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right,
And if the people in the other car were alive.
She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad.
"You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad."
These voices echoed inside her head,
As they gently told her that Jeff was dead.
They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do.
But it looks as if we'll lose you too."
"But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried.
"We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."
Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done
I only wanted to have just one night of fun."
"Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim,
And wish I could return their families to them."
"Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied,
And that it's my fault so many have died.
Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?"
The nurse just stood there ~ she never agreed.
But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes
And a few moments later Jenny died.
A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best
To bid that girl her one last request?"
She looked at the man with eyes oh so sad.
"Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad."
This story is sad and unpleasant but True,
So young people take heed, it could have been you.
Drinking and driving is NOT cool. Be careful of your habits
and who you're hanging with. Give everything a second thought.
A True Story
It rained so hard tonight. I could feel the wind piercing
through my ribs. A rainy Christmas eve. It just made me feel sadder
and lonelier. It had rained the day he was buried into the ground
and I had cried just like now.
I was attracted to this cheerful guy when I first
started helping out in the 'Home for the Disabled' three years back.
He was a very special guy who was almost perfect if not for his eyes.
He was blind. He became blind when he was 8. He got the high fever then
and the doctors could do nothing. He lost his sight as a result.
He told me he didnt really mind not being able to see because he could always
touch and feel things we normal beings weren't able to. I was really
touched by his optimism. Even though he was blind, his eyes were the
most soulful eyes that I had ever seen. He was extremely helpful
towards others and always did his best to give others what he could.
He showered his love lavishly on everyone he knew. He was like
an angel. He had a kind and unselfish heart. He gave half of what
he earned to charity and he would help out at the 'Home' almost
everyday. Whenever we were free from tending to the people at the
'Home', we would talk to one another for a long time. He talked about God
a lot and how blessed was he to have found joy in the Lord.He didnt blame God
for any misfortunes that had befallen on him. He said the Lord had his
reasons for not giving him sight and he didn't blame God for the fact
that his parent got killed in an accident when he was barely 12.
I felt somewhat ashamed when I heard his words since I
had always blamed God for not giving me a prettier face. I bore a
grudge against God for not giving this wonderful angel His fullest
blessings. I thought that God was unfair to him for taking ,apart from his
sight, his loved ones away from him. I felt that he truly deserved
more. Luke and I were completely different from one another. He was an
optimist and I was a pessimist. He could overlook flaws easily while I would
always pick at others' faults. However we did have one thing in common.
We both had an undying passion for astronomy. He told me he still
remembered how lovely the stars had looked like before he became blind.
And how his dad used to tell him about stars, black holes and space before God
took him away to Heaven. One thing he didnt know was that I was silently
crying for him all the time while he talked. I knew then that I loved
him more than I could ever loved anyone.
Luke and I had been together for almost two years. We
could hardly bear to be away from one another for less than half a
day. We spent most of our time helping out at the 'Home' and 'watching'
the stars at a pasture near it. I would tell him the names and
shapes of the constellations that appeared in the skies and he would
listen carefully with a smile on his face. It seemed like he saw the
stars that I told him, behind those soulful eyes that could never see the
art of God. Maybe God thought that Luke was too good for this
world. He decided to bring him back to His side. Luke contracted
leukemia that fateful 1994. He kept his illness from me and thus I didn't
know anything about it at all.It was only when he started looking sick that I
noticed something was wrong with him. When asked why, he would
pass his paleness off as a slight flu. I didnt believe his words
but I didn't say anything.
It was September 1994.I was waiting at the 'Home' for
Luke. "A call for you, Calista.It's from a hospital," a helper at the
'Home' passed the phone to me worriedly.
"Yes, hello? This is Calista here. Can I be of any help?"
I asked, chewing my lips nervously, sensing bad vibes in my spines.
"This is the Boulevard Hospital. We found your name and
this number in Mr Pietra's wallet. He had fainted on the streets
just now and someone brought him in. I was hoping that you can come
down to the hospital now and help us with the documents."
I hung up the phone and ran all the way in the rain to
the hospital which was a mile away. I signed whatever documents
that were needed and ran to the ward that Luke was in. There he was my
angel, lying almost lifeless on a bed that seemed too large for him.
"Calista, is that you?" He asked when I held his cold hand.
"Yes it's me," I choked on my words.
"Aww..please dont cry. Everything will be alright," he smiled.
I looked at his pale face and it broke my heart.
"Luke," I sobbed." Why is God so unfair to you?" I bawled
out on his chest. He stroked my hair and said softly, "God is fair,
my love. He's gonna take me to a far better place called Heaven.
Don't you agree?"
I didn't answer him as I was lost in my own thoughts.
I really didn't know what was going to happen to me without him in my
life. Moreover, I had this dreary feeling about going to hospitals
ever since I was young. I felt so lost and detached from the world.
Why must God take away my one and only true love?
Three months had passed ever since Luke was admitted
into the hospital. It was December and Christmas was nearing.
My visits to Luke had grew lesser over the three long painful months.
Each time I visited Luke, we would have nothing much to talk about.
There was always this awkward silence between us.I didnt know what caused it
but I guessed it had something to do with the atmosphere in the
hospital. Luke had lost his cheerfulness over the months. He was always
too tired to talk. At times,he would try his best to listen to me while I
talked to him but the pills they fed him always put him to sleep
before I could finish.
We drifted apart somehow although I still loved him a
lot. I had only visited him once during December since I was busy
working and the 'Home' needed helpers desperately.
It was the 24th of December.I realised that I had not
visited Luke for almost three weeks! How funny time seemed to fly when
you were busy. I had prepared a gift for Luke for the past two weeks.
It was a piece of cardboard pasted with 3D star stickers. I called
the constellation that I made up 'LoveLuke'. I hurried to the
hospital with the gift in my hands.
I walked briskly to Luke's ward.On the way there, I
felt a sudden fear in my heart. I didnt know why but somehow, it made
me hurry my pace. To my ultimate fear and worst nightmare, Luke was not
in his ward.
He was gone! I ran to the counter and asked for Luke
but was handed a package and a letter instead. I opened the letter
with my tears flowing down like mad.
My beloved Calista,
Please dont cry when you get this letter. I just want
to let you know that I will be happier at the place where I'll be
going soon. God and my parents are waiting impatiently for me. I'm
looking forward to see them again.
I know how busy you've been these past few weeks and I
really missed you terribly. I know how much U dreaded coming to the
hospital although U never said anything. I felt it. To tell you the
truth, I've thought of ending my life at times to end the pain and
loneliness that my illness had brought me. However, I remembered that life is
bestowed by the love of God and it would be a terrible mistake to kill
myself just to escape misery.
Now, I'm glad God decided to take me away earlier. I dont
want to be a burden to you and I cant thank you enough for all the
love and patience that you had given me through the hard times and the
good times. U love me just the way I am even though I cant even do a
small thing like watch a movie with you. Please dont blame God for
taking me away. He does it because He loves me, just as much as He loves you.
Dont ask why all the time. Things are planned and they
are meant to be this way. Dont keep thinking that God is unfair and
stop bearing grudges against him. God is a fair God. Everything that
you lost today will be compensated in another way tomorrow. Just keep on
believing.
Remember that I'll always love you even when Im not by
your side. U're the most beautiful person that I've ever 'seen'
in my life, even though u r always complaining about the way you look.
Beauty comes from within.
Just to tell u that u will always be a part of me that
I can't live without. Thank you once again for your sweetness and your
wonderful unselfish love.
P.S. I'm sorry that I cant celebrate Christmas with you.
Here's a gift I've prepared for you ever since the start of December.
Love,
Luke. E. Pietra.
I tore open the package, sobbing all the while. Inside
it was a picture made up of tiny stickers of stars. On top of the black
paper was written 'LoveCalista'. He too had made up a constellation
for me. I knew how much effort and time he must have put in in making the
gift since he wasn't able to see. I cried my whole heart out that
night at the hospital.
It was Christmas Day, 25th of December,1994. Luke was
laid into the ground. The rain was coming down hard. Nothing could describe
my sadness. I was filled with remorse. In my busyness, I had neglected
Luke. I should have spent more time with him. I didnt even get to see
him for one last time before he died. I didnt really treasure him until
he was gone. I missed him so much now. I wanted so much to hug him and
to tell him how much I loved him. But it was all too late. I had let time
slip by and it would never come back to me. I had lost Luke forever.
Forever, that word suddenly sounded so strange to me as I watched Luke's
coffin being lowered into the ground. I cried for the man who taught me the
ways of life. The one person who changed my views towards many
things. The angel who taught me to overlook others' flaws and to see the beauty
behind imperfections.The one who told me to accept whatever cards that
were dealt to me. Now this one person had left my side forever. Gone
like the two pieces of pictures that carried the words 'LoveLuke' and
'LoveCalista'. They were buried together with the memory of Luke.
Treasure what you have now before it becomes a regret,
when it becomes too late. Time always slips us by when we least
realize it.Let the people you love know what they mean to you,
because you never know what might happen......life is too fragile.
Start reaching out to people. Friends have feelings and
are human too. Cherish and treasure your friends no matter how
irritating or annoying they may be at time. A group of close laughing,
talking and sharing friends are a chest of treasures which will remain
through eternity.
through my ribs. A rainy Christmas eve. It just made me feel sadder
and lonelier. It had rained the day he was buried into the ground
and I had cried just like now.
I was attracted to this cheerful guy when I first
started helping out in the 'Home for the Disabled' three years back.
He was a very special guy who was almost perfect if not for his eyes.
He was blind. He became blind when he was 8. He got the high fever then
and the doctors could do nothing. He lost his sight as a result.
He told me he didnt really mind not being able to see because he could always
touch and feel things we normal beings weren't able to. I was really
touched by his optimism. Even though he was blind, his eyes were the
most soulful eyes that I had ever seen. He was extremely helpful
towards others and always did his best to give others what he could.
He showered his love lavishly on everyone he knew. He was like
an angel. He had a kind and unselfish heart. He gave half of what
he earned to charity and he would help out at the 'Home' almost
everyday. Whenever we were free from tending to the people at the
'Home', we would talk to one another for a long time. He talked about God
a lot and how blessed was he to have found joy in the Lord.He didnt blame God
for any misfortunes that had befallen on him. He said the Lord had his
reasons for not giving him sight and he didn't blame God for the fact
that his parent got killed in an accident when he was barely 12.
I felt somewhat ashamed when I heard his words since I
had always blamed God for not giving me a prettier face. I bore a
grudge against God for not giving this wonderful angel His fullest
blessings. I thought that God was unfair to him for taking ,apart from his
sight, his loved ones away from him. I felt that he truly deserved
more. Luke and I were completely different from one another. He was an
optimist and I was a pessimist. He could overlook flaws easily while I would
always pick at others' faults. However we did have one thing in common.
We both had an undying passion for astronomy. He told me he still
remembered how lovely the stars had looked like before he became blind.
And how his dad used to tell him about stars, black holes and space before God
took him away to Heaven. One thing he didnt know was that I was silently
crying for him all the time while he talked. I knew then that I loved
him more than I could ever loved anyone.
Luke and I had been together for almost two years. We
could hardly bear to be away from one another for less than half a
day. We spent most of our time helping out at the 'Home' and 'watching'
the stars at a pasture near it. I would tell him the names and
shapes of the constellations that appeared in the skies and he would
listen carefully with a smile on his face. It seemed like he saw the
stars that I told him, behind those soulful eyes that could never see the
art of God. Maybe God thought that Luke was too good for this
world. He decided to bring him back to His side. Luke contracted
leukemia that fateful 1994. He kept his illness from me and thus I didn't
know anything about it at all.It was only when he started looking sick that I
noticed something was wrong with him. When asked why, he would
pass his paleness off as a slight flu. I didnt believe his words
but I didn't say anything.
It was September 1994.I was waiting at the 'Home' for
Luke. "A call for you, Calista.It's from a hospital," a helper at the
'Home' passed the phone to me worriedly.
"Yes, hello? This is Calista here. Can I be of any help?"
I asked, chewing my lips nervously, sensing bad vibes in my spines.
"This is the Boulevard Hospital. We found your name and
this number in Mr Pietra's wallet. He had fainted on the streets
just now and someone brought him in. I was hoping that you can come
down to the hospital now and help us with the documents."
I hung up the phone and ran all the way in the rain to
the hospital which was a mile away. I signed whatever documents
that were needed and ran to the ward that Luke was in. There he was my
angel, lying almost lifeless on a bed that seemed too large for him.
"Calista, is that you?" He asked when I held his cold hand.
"Yes it's me," I choked on my words.
"Aww..please dont cry. Everything will be alright," he smiled.
I looked at his pale face and it broke my heart.
"Luke," I sobbed." Why is God so unfair to you?" I bawled
out on his chest. He stroked my hair and said softly, "God is fair,
my love. He's gonna take me to a far better place called Heaven.
Don't you agree?"
I didn't answer him as I was lost in my own thoughts.
I really didn't know what was going to happen to me without him in my
life. Moreover, I had this dreary feeling about going to hospitals
ever since I was young. I felt so lost and detached from the world.
Why must God take away my one and only true love?
Three months had passed ever since Luke was admitted
into the hospital. It was December and Christmas was nearing.
My visits to Luke had grew lesser over the three long painful months.
Each time I visited Luke, we would have nothing much to talk about.
There was always this awkward silence between us.I didnt know what caused it
but I guessed it had something to do with the atmosphere in the
hospital. Luke had lost his cheerfulness over the months. He was always
too tired to talk. At times,he would try his best to listen to me while I
talked to him but the pills they fed him always put him to sleep
before I could finish.
We drifted apart somehow although I still loved him a
lot. I had only visited him once during December since I was busy
working and the 'Home' needed helpers desperately.
It was the 24th of December.I realised that I had not
visited Luke for almost three weeks! How funny time seemed to fly when
you were busy. I had prepared a gift for Luke for the past two weeks.
It was a piece of cardboard pasted with 3D star stickers. I called
the constellation that I made up 'LoveLuke'. I hurried to the
hospital with the gift in my hands.
I walked briskly to Luke's ward.On the way there, I
felt a sudden fear in my heart. I didnt know why but somehow, it made
me hurry my pace. To my ultimate fear and worst nightmare, Luke was not
in his ward.
He was gone! I ran to the counter and asked for Luke
but was handed a package and a letter instead. I opened the letter
with my tears flowing down like mad.
My beloved Calista,
Please dont cry when you get this letter. I just want
to let you know that I will be happier at the place where I'll be
going soon. God and my parents are waiting impatiently for me. I'm
looking forward to see them again.
I know how busy you've been these past few weeks and I
really missed you terribly. I know how much U dreaded coming to the
hospital although U never said anything. I felt it. To tell you the
truth, I've thought of ending my life at times to end the pain and
loneliness that my illness had brought me. However, I remembered that life is
bestowed by the love of God and it would be a terrible mistake to kill
myself just to escape misery.
Now, I'm glad God decided to take me away earlier. I dont
want to be a burden to you and I cant thank you enough for all the
love and patience that you had given me through the hard times and the
good times. U love me just the way I am even though I cant even do a
small thing like watch a movie with you. Please dont blame God for
taking me away. He does it because He loves me, just as much as He loves you.
Dont ask why all the time. Things are planned and they
are meant to be this way. Dont keep thinking that God is unfair and
stop bearing grudges against him. God is a fair God. Everything that
you lost today will be compensated in another way tomorrow. Just keep on
believing.
Remember that I'll always love you even when Im not by
your side. U're the most beautiful person that I've ever 'seen'
in my life, even though u r always complaining about the way you look.
Beauty comes from within.
Just to tell u that u will always be a part of me that
I can't live without. Thank you once again for your sweetness and your
wonderful unselfish love.
P.S. I'm sorry that I cant celebrate Christmas with you.
Here's a gift I've prepared for you ever since the start of December.
Love,
Luke. E. Pietra.
I tore open the package, sobbing all the while. Inside
it was a picture made up of tiny stickers of stars. On top of the black
paper was written 'LoveCalista'. He too had made up a constellation
for me. I knew how much effort and time he must have put in in making the
gift since he wasn't able to see. I cried my whole heart out that
night at the hospital.
It was Christmas Day, 25th of December,1994. Luke was
laid into the ground. The rain was coming down hard. Nothing could describe
my sadness. I was filled with remorse. In my busyness, I had neglected
Luke. I should have spent more time with him. I didnt even get to see
him for one last time before he died. I didnt really treasure him until
he was gone. I missed him so much now. I wanted so much to hug him and
to tell him how much I loved him. But it was all too late. I had let time
slip by and it would never come back to me. I had lost Luke forever.
Forever, that word suddenly sounded so strange to me as I watched Luke's
coffin being lowered into the ground. I cried for the man who taught me the
ways of life. The one person who changed my views towards many
things. The angel who taught me to overlook others' flaws and to see the beauty
behind imperfections.The one who told me to accept whatever cards that
were dealt to me. Now this one person had left my side forever. Gone
like the two pieces of pictures that carried the words 'LoveLuke' and
'LoveCalista'. They were buried together with the memory of Luke.
Treasure what you have now before it becomes a regret,
when it becomes too late. Time always slips us by when we least
realize it.Let the people you love know what they mean to you,
because you never know what might happen......life is too fragile.
Start reaching out to people. Friends have feelings and
are human too. Cherish and treasure your friends no matter how
irritating or annoying they may be at time. A group of close laughing,
talking and sharing friends are a chest of treasures which will remain
through eternity.
A TRUE Love Story You Must Read !
To my dearest friends:
My name is Allen. Today is a sad day in my life. Some of you may know me personally and some only on AOL and some may have never even spoken to me.
What only some of you may know is that I had a girlfriend that was killed.
I am sending this out to tell you all a simple and true message. I never was big on girls, being a simple country boy from Tennessee. I never thought I stood a chance with a nice girl like all guys dream about.
I dated girls here and there but nothing major. Then my senior year of highschool, I saw her. Her name was Alena Mazzoni. She was a model and to beat it all she was Italian. The first day she was there she walked up and looked at me in lunch and said, "Excuse me Mr Allen, could I sit with the senior class president?"
I looked at her and said, "Well that's me, sit if you would like."
From that day on we were never apart. I was one of the popular people but not one of the sports jocks and I still don't know why. I was studying to be a photographer when she took me on a model shoot with her and a runway show.
I was just amazed at her. We had then decided I would be her photographer. She even got me into modeling. We were together about everyday then on November 8, 1994 it happened. She called and woke me up at 6 am like she always did and said I'll see you at school. I had known her for only 4 months. I got to school and she never showed up.
At 10 am as I was walking to the office to call her, the principal came over the inter-com and gave this heart-breaking message.
"Students and Faculty: It is my sad duty to tell you that Alena Mazzoni was killed in a head on collision this morning on the way to school."
I dropped to my knees there in the hall and cried. I left school. I came home and only
to find my mom and dad waiting on me. My mom was crying because she knew how
I felt for her. I found out that my dad saw the whole accident and was the first on the scene. A girl crossed 3 lanes of traffic and hit Alena head on.
Alena's Geo Tracker rolled over down an enbankment and rested on it's tires again. My dad found her with the engine in her lap. She was flown to the University of Tennessee hospital where she was pronounced dead on arrival. The other girl that hit her was stoned and drunk. I felt it was my fault because I talked her into staying at G-P highschool in Gatlinburg. She lived in Sevierville next to the Sevier Co high and she wanted to move back. I begged for her to stay. If I didn't, she would still be here today.
So what's the message behind this you ask? I never told Alena I loved her nor did she me. We were so happy it was like we already knew. When I went to the funeral home her mom met me at the door and asked if I would be a paul bearer for her and if I would sing Amazing Grace for her. I said I would. The funeral home was closing the doors and her mom said she had to go but handed me a piece of paper that had a spot of blood on it. Everyone left but since I knew the funeral director I asked if I could stay. The note her mom handed me said this:
My dearest Allen! I am just sitting here in my room thinking of you and I wanted to
write. You have no idea how happy I am with you. We have been together for 4 months now and I couldn't dream being with anyone else. There is something I want to tell you I think it is time for me to say:
Allen, I love you!
Well I am looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.
Love Forever,
Alena
She wrote the note the night before she died. We never had told each other we love the other. I cried so hard. I put the note next to her and the only picture of the both of us together in there and a white rose.
I sang at her funeral the next day and I helped carry her to her final resting place in Pigeon Forge, TN I thought my life ended at that moment when they lowered her down. Today is her 20th Birthday!
Still to this day I think of her and I never wanted to talk about it. It feels better now that I got it out.
The point of this is: IF THERE IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE, TELL THEM. NO MATTER WHO THEY ARE.
If it is a guy or girl you love, tell them. Tomorrow may be WAY too late.
I must move on now with my life but I will always remember the times we shared. When I wake up in the morning and walk outside:
She smiles at me. I just know it. She would want me to go on.
Please forward this to ALL your friends and help me share this
simple and true message with everyone.
Allen
To my dearest friends:
My name is Allen. Today is a sad day in my life. Some of you may know me personally and some only on AOL and some may have never even spoken to me.
What only some of you may know is that I had a girlfriend that was killed.
I am sending this out to tell you all a simple and true message. I never was big on girls, being a simple country boy from Tennessee. I never thought I stood a chance with a nice girl like all guys dream about.
I dated girls here and there but nothing major. Then my senior year of highschool, I saw her. Her name was Alena Mazzoni. She was a model and to beat it all she was Italian. The first day she was there she walked up and looked at me in lunch and said, "Excuse me Mr Allen, could I sit with the senior class president?"
I looked at her and said, "Well that's me, sit if you would like."
From that day on we were never apart. I was one of the popular people but not one of the sports jocks and I still don't know why. I was studying to be a photographer when she took me on a model shoot with her and a runway show.
I was just amazed at her. We had then decided I would be her photographer. She even got me into modeling. We were together about everyday then on November 8, 1994 it happened. She called and woke me up at 6 am like she always did and said I'll see you at school. I had known her for only 4 months. I got to school and she never showed up.
At 10 am as I was walking to the office to call her, the principal came over the inter-com and gave this heart-breaking message.
"Students and Faculty: It is my sad duty to tell you that Alena Mazzoni was killed in a head on collision this morning on the way to school."
I dropped to my knees there in the hall and cried. I left school. I came home and only
to find my mom and dad waiting on me. My mom was crying because she knew how
I felt for her. I found out that my dad saw the whole accident and was the first on the scene. A girl crossed 3 lanes of traffic and hit Alena head on.
Alena's Geo Tracker rolled over down an enbankment and rested on it's tires again. My dad found her with the engine in her lap. She was flown to the University of Tennessee hospital where she was pronounced dead on arrival. The other girl that hit her was stoned and drunk. I felt it was my fault because I talked her into staying at G-P highschool in Gatlinburg. She lived in Sevierville next to the Sevier Co high and she wanted to move back. I begged for her to stay. If I didn't, she would still be here today.
So what's the message behind this you ask? I never told Alena I loved her nor did she me. We were so happy it was like we already knew. When I went to the funeral home her mom met me at the door and asked if I would be a paul bearer for her and if I would sing Amazing Grace for her. I said I would. The funeral home was closing the doors and her mom said she had to go but handed me a piece of paper that had a spot of blood on it. Everyone left but since I knew the funeral director I asked if I could stay. The note her mom handed me said this:
My dearest Allen! I am just sitting here in my room thinking of you and I wanted to
write. You have no idea how happy I am with you. We have been together for 4 months now and I couldn't dream being with anyone else. There is something I want to tell you I think it is time for me to say:
Allen, I love you!
Well I am looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.
Love Forever,
Alena
She wrote the note the night before she died. We never had told each other we love the other. I cried so hard. I put the note next to her and the only picture of the both of us together in there and a white rose.
I sang at her funeral the next day and I helped carry her to her final resting place in Pigeon Forge, TN I thought my life ended at that moment when they lowered her down. Today is her 20th Birthday!
Still to this day I think of her and I never wanted to talk about it. It feels better now that I got it out.
The point of this is: IF THERE IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE, TELL THEM. NO MATTER WHO THEY ARE.
If it is a guy or girl you love, tell them. Tomorrow may be WAY too late.
I must move on now with my life but I will always remember the times we shared. When I wake up in the morning and walk outside:
She smiles at me. I just know it. She would want me to go on.
Please forward this to ALL your friends and help me share this
simple and true message with everyone.
Allen
~ The Story of Love ~
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all prepared their boats and left the island. Love was the only one who stayed behind. You see, Love wanted to wait until the last possible moment before leaving.
The island was almost sunk, and Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was so passing by in a beautiful vessel, "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh...Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love too; Happiness did not hear the cry for help, for Happiness was so happy.
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that Love forgot to ask the elder's name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went on its way.
Love realizing how much it owed the elder and asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love, "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep Wisdom and answered,
"Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."
Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all prepared their boats and left the island. Love was the only one who stayed behind. You see, Love wanted to wait until the last possible moment before leaving.
The island was almost sunk, and Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was so passing by in a beautiful vessel, "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh...Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love too; Happiness did not hear the cry for help, for Happiness was so happy.
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that Love forgot to ask the elder's name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went on its way.
Love realizing how much it owed the elder and asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love, "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep Wisdom and answered,
"Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."
Story of True Love . . .a must read!
The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps.She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.
It had been a year since Susan, 34, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. And all she had to cling to was her husband, Mark.
Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again.
Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this
comforted Susan, and fulfilled Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task.
Soon, however, Mark realized the arrangement wasn't working. Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But she was still so fragile, so angry - how would she react? Just as he predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again.
"I'm blind!", she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I am going? I feel like you're abandoning me." Mark's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done.
He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and
how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat. Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own.
Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark,
her temporary bus-riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, and his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself.
On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying the fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure do envy you." Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? Curious, she asked the driver, "Why do
you say that you envy me?"
The driver responded, "It must feel good to be taken care of and protected like you are."
Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, and again asked, "What do you mean?"
The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine-looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you as you get off the bus.
He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady."
Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't physically see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light
where there is darkness.
101 Most Romantic/Passionate/Sweet Things To Do For Your
Girlfriend/Boyfriend (101 steps to having a good relationship)
1. Watch the sunset together.
2. Take showers together.
3. Back rubs/massages.
4. Listen to classical music and cuddle in the dark or w/blacklight.
5. French Kiss.
6. Hold her w/ hands inside the back of her shirt.
7. Whisper to each other.
8. Cook for each other.
9. Skinny dip.
10. Make out in the rain.
11. Dress each other.
12. Undress each other.
13. Kiss every part of their body.
14. Hold hands.
15. Sleep together. (Actually sleep with each other, not sex)
16. One word = Foreplay
17. Sit and talk in just underwear.
18. Buy gifts for each other.
19. Roses.
20. Find out their favorite cologne/perfume and wear it every time you are together.
21. Wear his clothes.
22. Find a nice secluded place to lie and watch the stars.
23. Incense/candles/oils/blacklights and music make for great cuddling/sex.
24. Kiss at every chance you get.
25. Don't wear underwear and let them find out.
26. Kinky is bad = Blindfolds are good.
27. Lightly kiss their collarbone and their jawbone just below the ear, then whisper "I love you".
28. Bubble baths.
29. Go for a long walk down the beach at midnight.
30. Make love.
31. Write poetry for each other.
32. Kiss/smell her hair.
33. Hugs are the universal medicine.
34. Say I love you, only when you mean it and make sure they know you mean it.
35. Give random gifts of flowers/candy/poetry etc.
36. Tell her that she is the only girl you ever want. Don't lie.
37. Spend every second possible together.
38. Tell her that she doesn't have to do anything she doesn't want to. And mean it.
39. Look into each others eyes.
40. Very lightly push up her chin, look into her eyes and tell her you love her, and kiss her lightly.
41. Talk to each other using only body language and your eyes.
42. When in public, only flirt w/ each other.
43. Walk behind her and put your hands in her front pockets.
44. Put love notes in their pockets when they aren't looking.
45. Clothes are no fun.
46. Buy her a ring.
47. Keep one of her bras somewhere where you see it everyday.
48. Sing to each other.
49. Read to each other.
50. PDA = Public Display of Affection.
51. Take advantage of any time alone together.
52. Tell her about how you answered every question in math with her name.
53. Draw. (If you can)
54. Let her sit on your lap.
55. Go hiking and camp out together in the woods or on a mountain.
56. Lips were made for kissing. So were eyes, and fingers, and cheeks, and collarbones, and hands, and ears.
57. Kiss her stomach.
58. Always hold her around her hips/sides.
59. Guys like half-shirts.
60. Take her to dinner and do the dinner for two deal.
61. Spaghetti=(Ever see Lady and the Tramp?)
62. Hold her hand, stare into her eyes, kiss her hand and then put it over your heart.
63. Unless you can feel their hear beating, you aren't close enough.
64. Dance together.
65. Sit in front of a roaring fire and make out/make love.
66. I love the way a girl looks right after she's fallen asleep with her head in my lap.
67. Carry her to bed.
68. Waterbeds are fun.
69. You figure it out.
70. Do cute things like write I love you in a note so that they have to look in a mirror to read it.
71. Break every one of your parent's relationship rules for them.
72. Make excuses to call them every 5 minutes
73. Even if you are really busy doing something, go out of your way to call and say I love you.
74. Call from your vacation spot to tell them you were thinking about them.
75. Remember your dreams and tell her about them.
76. Ride your bike 8 miles just to see them for a few hours.
77. Ride home and call them.
78. Tell each other your most sacred secrets/fears.
79. Somehow incorporate them into any kind of religion or worship you have.
80. Be Prince Charming to her parents. (Brownie Points)
81. Act out mutual fantasies together. (Not necessarily sexual)
82. Brush her hair out of her face for her.
83. Stay up all night to think of 101 ways to be sweet to them.
84. Hang out with his/her friends. (more brownie points)
85. Go to church/pray/worship together.
86. Take her to see a romantic movie and remember the parts she liked.
87. Cuddle together under a full moon on a clear night.
88. Learn from each other and don't make the same mistake twice.
89. Everyone deserves a second chance.
90. Describe the joy you feel just to be with him/her.
91. Make sacrifices for each other.
92. Really love each other, or don't stay together.
93. Write a fictional story about how you met/fell in love,etc. and give it to them.
94. Let there never be a second during any given day that you aren't thinking about them, and make sure they know it.
95. Love yourself before you love anyone else.
96. Learn to say sweet things in foreign languages.
97. Dedicate songs to them on the radio.
98. Fall asleep on the phone with each other.
99. Sleep naked together.
100. Stand up for them when someone talks trash.
101 .Never ever forget the goodnite kiss. And always remember to say, "Sweet dreams."
Girlfriend/Boyfriend (101 steps to having a good relationship)
1. Watch the sunset together.
2. Take showers together.
3. Back rubs/massages.
4. Listen to classical music and cuddle in the dark or w/blacklight.
5. French Kiss.
6. Hold her w/ hands inside the back of her shirt.
7. Whisper to each other.
8. Cook for each other.
9. Skinny dip.
10. Make out in the rain.
11. Dress each other.
12. Undress each other.
13. Kiss every part of their body.
14. Hold hands.
15. Sleep together. (Actually sleep with each other, not sex)
16. One word = Foreplay
17. Sit and talk in just underwear.
18. Buy gifts for each other.
19. Roses.
20. Find out their favorite cologne/perfume and wear it every time you are together.
21. Wear his clothes.
22. Find a nice secluded place to lie and watch the stars.
23. Incense/candles/oils/blacklights and music make for great cuddling/sex.
24. Kiss at every chance you get.
25. Don't wear underwear and let them find out.
26. Kinky is bad = Blindfolds are good.
27. Lightly kiss their collarbone and their jawbone just below the ear, then whisper "I love you".
28. Bubble baths.
29. Go for a long walk down the beach at midnight.
30. Make love.
31. Write poetry for each other.
32. Kiss/smell her hair.
33. Hugs are the universal medicine.
34. Say I love you, only when you mean it and make sure they know you mean it.
35. Give random gifts of flowers/candy/poetry etc.
36. Tell her that she is the only girl you ever want. Don't lie.
37. Spend every second possible together.
38. Tell her that she doesn't have to do anything she doesn't want to. And mean it.
39. Look into each others eyes.
40. Very lightly push up her chin, look into her eyes and tell her you love her, and kiss her lightly.
41. Talk to each other using only body language and your eyes.
42. When in public, only flirt w/ each other.
43. Walk behind her and put your hands in her front pockets.
44. Put love notes in their pockets when they aren't looking.
45. Clothes are no fun.
46. Buy her a ring.
47. Keep one of her bras somewhere where you see it everyday.
48. Sing to each other.
49. Read to each other.
50. PDA = Public Display of Affection.
51. Take advantage of any time alone together.
52. Tell her about how you answered every question in math with her name.
53. Draw. (If you can)
54. Let her sit on your lap.
55. Go hiking and camp out together in the woods or on a mountain.
56. Lips were made for kissing. So were eyes, and fingers, and cheeks, and collarbones, and hands, and ears.
57. Kiss her stomach.
58. Always hold her around her hips/sides.
59. Guys like half-shirts.
60. Take her to dinner and do the dinner for two deal.
61. Spaghetti=(Ever see Lady and the Tramp?)
62. Hold her hand, stare into her eyes, kiss her hand and then put it over your heart.
63. Unless you can feel their hear beating, you aren't close enough.
64. Dance together.
65. Sit in front of a roaring fire and make out/make love.
66. I love the way a girl looks right after she's fallen asleep with her head in my lap.
67. Carry her to bed.
68. Waterbeds are fun.
69. You figure it out.
70. Do cute things like write I love you in a note so that they have to look in a mirror to read it.
71. Break every one of your parent's relationship rules for them.
72. Make excuses to call them every 5 minutes
73. Even if you are really busy doing something, go out of your way to call and say I love you.
74. Call from your vacation spot to tell them you were thinking about them.
75. Remember your dreams and tell her about them.
76. Ride your bike 8 miles just to see them for a few hours.
77. Ride home and call them.
78. Tell each other your most sacred secrets/fears.
79. Somehow incorporate them into any kind of religion or worship you have.
80. Be Prince Charming to her parents. (Brownie Points)
81. Act out mutual fantasies together. (Not necessarily sexual)
82. Brush her hair out of her face for her.
83. Stay up all night to think of 101 ways to be sweet to them.
84. Hang out with his/her friends. (more brownie points)
85. Go to church/pray/worship together.
86. Take her to see a romantic movie and remember the parts she liked.
87. Cuddle together under a full moon on a clear night.
88. Learn from each other and don't make the same mistake twice.
89. Everyone deserves a second chance.
90. Describe the joy you feel just to be with him/her.
91. Make sacrifices for each other.
92. Really love each other, or don't stay together.
93. Write a fictional story about how you met/fell in love,etc. and give it to them.
94. Let there never be a second during any given day that you aren't thinking about them, and make sure they know it.
95. Love yourself before you love anyone else.
96. Learn to say sweet things in foreign languages.
97. Dedicate songs to them on the radio.
98. Fall asleep on the phone with each other.
99. Sleep naked together.
100. Stand up for them when someone talks trash.
101 .Never ever forget the goodnite kiss. And always remember to say, "Sweet dreams."
Sweet, isn't it? :)
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