Someones Prized Posession's blog: "Just things I like to share"

It used to be easy to make your pics smaller and rate them quickly. But with the new system that doesn't work any more. The new easy rates I have found are if you actually start with the last picture and rate backwards and rate the larger pics, because it gives the perfect amount of time between Pic rates to make it so the new infamous " slow down your rating too fast" doesn't pop up very often at all. Just a little helpful hint to the frustrated Mass raters out there. There is always a Loop-Hole around every system anyone can come up with. You just have to be willing to look for it.

Who actually puts the "func" in disfunctional? (Man of the Year) Robin williams as Tom Dobbs 12:20pm June 06....When I saw it.

June 4, 2008 @ 2:40 pm # of Ok.. The fact that a lot of you say you have to "train" a man, is absurd. Its all about how they were brought up. Why are some men afraid of commitment or feelings? Hell if i know. Most of the women I know are scared of that kind of thing. So what now? They're insecure. Ever think they maybe they think youre just saying that to get close to them cuz youre going to hurt them? I allow myself to get close to anyone. Life's too short for regrets. Now trusting someone is a WHOLE different ballgame! ------------------------------------------------- Let me start at the begining of this comment and work down. You just proved that a woman does train a man. It may not be the woman he is with, but if his upbringing did it then he would have been trained by a woman,,,his mother. Men can be afraid for any number of reasons. Just as women can. The human interaction between man and woman seems to be full of fear from childhood till adult hood. Life is too short for regrets. So be happy. Live life, make mistakes, dont take baby steps. If you do you will get nowhere fast, and somewhere way to slow. You are so right with trusting being a whole different ball game. It used to be I gave trust to start and you could loose it if you did something, now it seems it has to be earned from the start. I guess it is too many life lessons learned.

On a day like no other two people manage to find eachother... Was it fate or just circumstance? His face flew by in a glance, she noticed a took a chance. He saw the sadness that day had brought her, he wanted to see what he could do... But alas the hope for that was few. She talked with him it seemed for hours. But the hurt in her had more power. Some how one day she became bold and and found the courage to ask him.. Will you be mine? He said lets wait and see when we meet, she said nothing will change.. just cause we meet. I am who I am, and you are who you are. Doesn't matter how near or how far. He said okay... But still a little hesitant. She tried to encourge the love that she felt.. Make him know that fateful day would break away the cant he felt. There Love it seemed to blossom and grow... until it came to a fork in the road. They two of them lied in two very different ways... Hurting eachother different but the same. This pain was not something that would just blow away. It would linger and hurt and stay day by day. The man he tried to pull from the path. Crush the memories the two of them shared. But she valantly tried to make him see that she truely cared. One day the pain that he was doing in pushing, became more painful than the initial miss trusting and heart crushing. She walked away and couldnt look back. He the switched gears and fought for a resolutiion. He wanted her heart, and her simple soul back. She fought against it as hard as she could... But her heart knew eventually she would... Reach out and love him, Because if she didn't then her heart would go dim. They have their stuggle, their moments of fear. They cry, but manage to cherish every tear. Beacause in those tears, are a hundred tears... Simply being wipped away. There love will grow stronger with each passing day. Do you feel the love from there fateful passing moment from that very first day. Was it fate or just circumstance?

I sit back and I wonder sometimes... In the great sceam of things Is Love just a Lie...A game two people play until they get bored with eachother... Or is it truely real? Can two people truely LOVE a person completely without wanting more... Can they see past the flaws of the other... Or are they just accepting them until they choose to leave, or they can't stand the flaws any more? I wonder sometimes.. Have I avoided LOVE so long, because I could see the flaws and Lies in love itself, or was I just too afraid to let myself see that LOVE was real? Where do the lies in a relationship end and the LOVE truely begin? Can there truely be LOVE at first sight? Because if a relationship starts not on trueths and love but lies and dought, how can LOVE occur first. With LOVE at first sight... Is that a chance incounter of mythical perportions, or am I just to synical about LOVE? Love is just a Lie...or is it? IDK

As we grow up... We learn that even the person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing to fast. And you'll eventually loose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt. because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. Don't be afraid that your life will end. Be afraid that it will NEVER BEGIN.

Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, and forget about the ones who don't and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance; take it. Nobody said that it would be EASY, They just PROMISED it would be WORTH IT.

Someday everything will make perfect sence. So for now, Laugh at the confusion, Smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.