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posted on 08/16/2010&nbs-07:00;@&nbs-07:00;06:08&nbs-07:00;pm

join the family!!!
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These last few weeks i have gotten all sorts of invites to join different families. Join and we ill have your back. Join and we will be there for you. Join and never be alone.

I keep telling them the same thing - i already have a family. And you know what? I didn't have to join. I didn't have to put it in my name and my profile that i belong. I didn't have to give them so many rates and likes a day for them to "be there for me". All i had to do was be myself and they love that about me. All i had to do was need a friend and they were there for me to offer a help with out being rated first.

I love my friends and family because they are wonderful and amazing. No matter what life brings them they take the time to care for me. And i care for them in return. I am so lucky to have them in my life and i am thankful every day.

So take your joins and rates and likes and stick them up your ass - thanks :p

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posted on 02/25/2010&nbs-08:00;@&nbs-08:00;05:02&nbs-08:00;pm

hockey prayer
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Our father who art in Vancouver, hockey be thy name. Thy will be done, the gold will be won, on ice, as well as thy stands. Give us this day, Our hockey sticks, and forgive us our penalties as we forgive those who cross check against us. Lead us not into elimination, but deliver us to victory. In the name of the Canadian hockey team, AMEN. █ ♥ █ GO, CANADA, GO

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posted on 08/18/2009&nbs-07:00;@&nbs-07:00;12:08&nbs-07:00;am

unstable love
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The love story of Ralph and Edna....

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. Ralph and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital. One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool. Ralph suddenly jumped into the deep end.

He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there.

Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled him out. When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic act she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable.

When she went to tell Edna the news she said, 'Edna, I have good news and bad news. The good news is you're being discharged, since you were able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the life of the person you love. I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness.

The bad news is, Ralph hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe belt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he's dead.'

Edna replied, 'He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go home?'

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posted on 07/25/2009&nbs-07:00;@&nbs-07:00;12:07&nbs-07:00;pm

lost one of my best friends
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July 20th my friend Lola passed away. I was a complete and total shock. Yes she had been sick, but was on the mend. Or so we thought.

I met Lola 2 years ago on the first day of class when I went back to college. I was totally terrified that day - thinking omg I am going to be the oldest in the class, and I am going to fail -I al too stupid for school. Basically - WTF am i doing!?!?!?!

The instructors did the typical ice breaker exercises - getting us to introduce ourselves and what not. The first class Tony had us group up somehow (I forget how) and Lola was in my group. I told her I was nervous as I hadn't been in school for a long time. She told me I would be just fine. We were friends from then on.

Lola was always quick with a comment to make you laugh. She was intelligent, strong, independant, and wonderful.

One of my favorite memories of her is when we went to see David Beckham play soccor. They search bags and what not as u go into the stadium. Lola pipes up - "Are you checking my bag just because I'm black?" the poor kid waves her through. Then when its my turn she pipes up "Are you checking her bag just because she is with someone who is black?".

Or how she use to tick off our English teacher. OMG this woman was an old bag, full of shit anfd couldn't teach her way outta a paper bag. On the first day she told us how she could not ban food from her class room but she frowned upon it as it was rude. The class started at 12 noon so we ate anyway. But Lola would soak carrot sticks in ice water to make sure they were nice and crispy and loud. She ate them all through class lol.

I went to message Lola today - ask her if she wanted to go ut for coffee - and then I remembered. I don't know if it will ever sink in she is gone.

I know I will miss her forever - and every time I see anything of the Oilers t will remid me of her.

Rest in Peace Lola.

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posted on 01/06/2009&nbs-08:00;@&nbs-08:00;10:01&nbs-08:00;pm

the jerk
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well i was bummed earlier tonight - i found out a friend of mine was no friend at all - and i admit i was very sad i had given him time - a shoulder to cry on - all the stuff a friend does - only to be forgotten like yesterdays trash i dunno why i am suprised - i should be use to the losers - but i really thought he was a decent guy i just wanna say - well fuck you buddy - u are an asshole lol

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posted on 09/05/2008&nbs-07:00;@&nbs-07:00;02:09&nbs-07:00;am

~*If tomorrow never comes
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~*If tomorrow never comes Will you know how much I loved you Did I try in every way to show you every day That you're a special one And if my time on earth were through And you must face the world without me Is the love I gave you in the past Gonna be enough to last If tomorrow never comes

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posted on 08/25/2008&nbs-07:00;@&nbs-07:00;03:08&nbs-07:00;am

:)
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change and freedom :)

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posted on 08/17/2008&nbs-07:00;@&nbs-07:00;04:08&nbs-07:00;am

1999
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well its officially aug 17th now in 1999 - one of my best friends and her four sons (my god sons) were driving home from the mall - in the family mini van - they had been shopping - it was 2 in the afternoon a drunk driver was going 150km in a 50 zone - driving the wrong way down the road in an F350 he hit them head on and killed them all - he came out without a scratch i miss them every single day - i wonder how they would look now - i wonder what they would have loved in school - if the would have sung in the christmas recitals today should have been my oldest godson's 18th birthday - today he would have officially been a man i wonder if he would have had the red sports car he wanted - he use to tell me all about it when he sat in my lap and told me stories i miss you all - so much

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posted on 07/17/2008&nbs-07:00;@&nbs-07:00;09:07&nbs-07:00;pm

the power of friendship
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i was sent this story today - it made me think ... One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. " They really should get lives. " He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came! , and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! " He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown , and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. " Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions.

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posted on 07/13/2008&nbs-07:00;@&nbs-07:00;10:07&nbs-07:00;pm

please remember ...
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this was written by George Carlin - just after his wife passed away ... The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller building but shorter tempers, wider freeways but narrower view points. We spend more time, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences but less time. We have more degrees but less sence, more knowledg, but less judgement, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied pur possession, but reduced out values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to live not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble walking across the street to meet a new neighbour. We concoured outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air, but poluted the soul. We conquered the atom, but not out prejudice. Written more, but learned less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than even, but we communicate less and less. These arethe times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character. steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are the days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw away morality, one night stands, overweight bodies and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring thisletter to you, and a time when you can choose to share this insight ... Remember; spend time with your loved ones, because they, and you , are not going to be around forever. Remember; say a kind word to someone who looks up at you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember; to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only trasure you can give with your heart and it does't cost a cent. Remember; to say I love you to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember; to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak. And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind. And ALWAYS remember: Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take our breath away. Geroge Carlin

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