SUPERMAN33CK's blog: "From my head..."

The Window Looking through the window, I see the life I want to live, I can smell the sweet existence, I can feel the sun on my skin, Cannot look long, I must avert my gaze. I see the mirror, I see my true self. I do not like what I see. I do not like what I hear. I see... I know I am a failure, Now that I stop and look I see it clear. Someday, somehow, someway, I will look in the mirror, And see what I saw through the window. Someday, somehow, someway, I will look in the mirror, And see what I saw through the window. That day won't be today, That day won't be tomorrow, But, that day will be soon, And when that day comes, I know who will be by my side, Those I call friends... Those I call family. Someday, somehow, someway, I will look in the mirror, And see what I saw through the window.

Hey ladies how about this CRAZY IDEA... women say they want friendships first. then when a guy becomes a great friend they say...i dont want to ruin our friendship. girls say that want men to be gentleman and pay for things and open doors - then complain because they are independent. Women say that want someone to shower them with affection and love - then when we do..we are too clingy. women say they want a guy that actually listens - and when we do... even though we listened some how we didnt hear you. ok yeah so how about this one...in general...PICK ONE SIDE OF THE FENCE AND STAY THERE... yes guys know what women want (generally) but for the specifics...um we cant read minds...SO TELL US WHAT YOU WANT! then leave it up to us to give it to you. If we dont...MOVE ON...if we do..STICK AROUND. Actually its quite simple. And another thing...LADIES...GUYS FIX THINGS...so if you have a problem and you tell us about it, we are going to try and fix it...if you dont want us to give you our $0.02 and try and fix your problem. um DONT TELL US THE PROBLEM. or how about this one...tell us ahead of time - YOURE JUST VENTING... if we know that...we can handle it. If you care about us, tell us. AND FOR GODS SAKE LADIES...if you have a guy friend that is always there when you need him, always there to be that shoulder to cry on, always there to tell you that you are so much better then your loser ex made you feel, and tells you all the time that you are beautiful, and he jokes about loving you or the guy that tells you, if we are still single at 30 - we are marrying eachother... OK HERE IS THE DEAL WITH THAT ONE... PLAIN AND SIMPLE>>> THE MAN LOVES YOU...Give him a chance. you know hes the one that has all the things you want in a man...(ladies be honest) if it wasnt the case you would have stopped calling his ass a long time ago. Just give the guy a shot. ok well yeah now that i rambled for a few... i hope that one person reads this and actually gets what im trying to say. and if you agree or disagree drop me a line and tell me what you think. and if you just dont want to admit that what i said was true. then...wel...um...i feel sorry for all the shy guys who are just too scared to tell the women in their lives how much they care about them and cant dream of facing the world without them. and ladies yes, thats why guys like this put up with just keeping you as a friend. because they cant imagine their lives without the ones that they are there for. If that person wasnt in their lives they would be lacking some sense of purpose. because their role of keeping that friend of theirs happy and smiling in the worst of times, is what makes them wake up in the morning. ok well just thought i would let some of you know...

"I Feel Home" By OAR (Of A Revolution) There are few things pure in this world anymore, and home is one of the few. We'd have a drink outside, maybe run and hide if we saw a couple men in blue. To me it's so damn easy to see that true people are the people at home. Well, I've been away but now I'm back today, and there aint a place I'd rather go. I feel home, when I see the faces that remember my own. I feel home, when I'm chillin outside with the people I know. I feel home, and that's just what I feel. Home to me is reality, and all I need is something real. Feelin alright, headin out tonight, maybe out to a dark driveway. I say now some feel bored, and some are lookin for more. Well, we all just decide to stay. We got nothin to do, and I look at you I see something that I know and love. and with the crack of a smile we all stay a while we know from home there aint nothing above. Well in the end we can all call a friend well that's something I know as true. And then a thousand years and a thousand tears I confide in my original crew cuz to me throughout eternity there's somewhere where you're welcome to go I said it's something free that means a lot to me when I'm with my friends I feel home. I feel home, when I see the faces that remember my own I feel home, when I'm chillin outside with the people I know. I feel home, and that's just what I feel. Home to me is reality, and all I need something real Home to me is reality, and all I need something real I feel home.

This was written by a guy... it's pretty damn smart. Girls -- Have a sense of humor! One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed. Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says, "I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me." I said, "WHAT??!! What was that?!" So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear... "You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to my puzzled look by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?" Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep. The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to take, so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said, "Lets get a pair for each outfit." We went on to the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you... she was so excited. She must have thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's fine, honey." She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. Smiling with excited anticipation, she finally said, "I think this is all dear, let's go to the cashier." I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't feel like it." Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled, "WHAT?" I then said, "Honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?" Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....but at least that bitch knows I'm smarter than her! Alright girls. Repost this if you agree. Hell even if you disagree, repost it. Men, repost this because you have balls

This one rings deep in my heart because when I was in the army I spent a christmas alone and very much like this one. SOLDIERS CHRISTMAS TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE, IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE. I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS. WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS, A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE, CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I 'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT, OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT. SOON ROUND THE WORLD, THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY. THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE. I COULDN'T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE, ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE, I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY. THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE, "SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE"; I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON'T ASK FOR MORE, MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY HOME." THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP, I COULDN'T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP. I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS, SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL. I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT, THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT. THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE, WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA, IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE." ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT. "MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT." This poem was written by an unnamed Soldier. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable..... PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to pass on this small poem to all you know so the word can get out to someone who will be spending christmas all alone out here with nothing but a weapon and a sleeping bag....

Imagine... There is a bank that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out All Of It, of course!!! Each of us has such a bank. Its name is time. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest in good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night ist burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no going back. There is no drawing against the "tomorrow". You must live in the present on today's deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the upmost in health, happiness, and success! The clock is running. Make the most of today. To realize the value of one year, ask a student who failed a grade. To realize the value of one month, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby. To realize the value of one week, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper. To realize the value of one hour, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet. To realize the value of one minute, ask the person who just missed the train. To realize the value of one second, ask a person who just avoided an accident. To realize the value of one millisecond, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics. Treasure every moment that you have! and treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time. And remember that time waits for no one. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present!

Do not judge a person based on how he treats those that can benefit him, but rather based on how he treats those that can do him no good.