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Today is a special day of recognition for all our Mothers out there and I'd like to take this time to leave you with this thought.

For the Brand New/First-Time Moms: You are starting a wonderful journey that will be filled with joy along with some trying times. Put your Faith and Trust in God and listen to those Seasoned Moms and you'll be proud of who and what your Sons/Daughters become.

For those Seasoned Moms: You've been on this journey for awhile now and you already know of both the joys and heartaches that come with it. You may have success and failure, yet you continue to nurture your Sons/Daughters to become fine Men/Women that you're Proud of.

For the Moms that have gone to Heaven: Your journey might not have been complete, but for the time you were here you tried your best in showing your Sons/Daughters the way to begin their life's journey. Hopefully the many of you were able to watch them grow into those fine Men/Women you had wished for. 

To ALL our Mothers: Happy Mother's Day!

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It may take you two minutes to read this, but if you do not take the time to read this you are one of the people this post is talking about.

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You stay up for 16 hours

He stays up for days on end.
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You take a warm shower to help you wake up.

He goes days or weeks without running water.
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You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.

He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.
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You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.

He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.
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You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket.

He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.
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You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you.

He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.
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You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.

He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.
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You complain about how hot it is.

He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.
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You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.

He doesn't get to eat today.
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Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.

He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.
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You go to the mall and get your hair redone.

He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.
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You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes ove r.

He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.
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You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.

He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.
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You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.

He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.
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You roll your eyes as a baby cries.

He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.
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You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.

He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.
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You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.

He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.
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You see only what the media wants you to see.

He sees the broken bodies lying around him.
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You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.

He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.
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You stay at home and watch TV.

He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.
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You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.

He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.
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I'm sorry..

if I'm not skinny enough for you to see my ribs.

I'm sorry..

if I'm not pretty enough to be "your girl".

I'm sorry..

that i dont want to have sex every minute of every day.


I'm sorry..

if I'm not a playboy model so I don't act like a porn star for you.


I'm sorry..

If i don't have a dream body that turns you on.


I'm sorry..

if i won't drop down to my knees to get you to like me



I'm sorry..

if my hair is not long enough.



I'm sorry..

if I'm not the "hottest" girl you have ever seen.



I'm sorry..

That i try my best to make you like me, then get hurt.


But most of all...

I'm sorry that most guys can't accept a girl for who they really are.

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  It was a typical day at school until it was time to go home. i stayed late to finish a report and fell asleep. when i heard a weird noise i awoke with a start and noticed it was late. It appeared to be dark outside and i panicked. grabbing my books i raced to the schools entrance. for some reason it was locked and i couldn't get out. i grabbed my cell phone to call home but there was no signal and i couldn't get any service inside the building. i began going to all the other exists. they too were locked for the night. out the corner of my eye i saw somethiing move. i got scared but kept reassuring myself it was a shadow or just my imagination. i wondered the dark corridors worried how i was gonna get out. i heard a noise but when i turned around there was nothing there. i turned back and saw a movement at the end of the hallway ahead of me. i stood still and squinted into the darkness with my heart racing. after awhile of seeing nothing i moved downstairs to the first floor and tried the windows but they were frozen shut with leaves and the late nights frost. back in the hallway i hear the noise agian. it was soft but sounded like the rustle of soft silk sheets. i looked in the direction of the noise. slowly out of the dark a tall,thin shadowy figure came forth with red glowing eyes and what appeared to be skinny boney fingers holding a stick. as it came closer i saw the blackish colord robes it wore as it floated towards me. that would explain the noise but was this thing? when it came about five yards from me i realized in horror it was none other than the reaper himself. he was getting closer with his eyes glowing brighter and his giant reaper which was covered with blood stains. i realized i must off been backing up cause i heard the small crash off a broom smack the floor as i bumped it over. i must of been in a storge room or janitors office. i was so frightened i turned in horror and raced up the stairway back to up the second floor. i was racing through the dark hallways stumbling around corners and bumping into water fountians. i could hear the rustles of his robes as he floated after me. i was too scared to look back. finally i came to the library. i raced through selfs of books and magazines and hide in the computer room curled up in a dark corner by the paper bin. i heard the reaper make low eerie moans of aggression as he searched along the books and under tables. i heard him approach the computer room and then it went silent. did he decide to give up and leave?  after awhile just as i was about to get up, all the computer screens started flashing and beeping. the printer went crazy and spit out paper all over the room like sharp arrows. the lights flickered on and off and the chairs rolled back and forth across the room blocking the door. i was frozen with fear as i noticed the reaper making his way towards me. i saw nothing but bright red blankness glowing in his eyes. he raised a boney hand and pointed at me. he appeared to have a skull for a face and an evil grin. i quickly crawled to the door and began to push chairs out of the way as the flyin paper came at me cutting my hands. one got my cheeck and it hurt bad but i had to get out of there. just as i managed to get the door open a bit for me to squeeze out of a computer jumped up and flew my way smashing into the doorway. it smashed into pieces sending sparks to the libray floor. i knew it wouldnt be long before all those books got ignited and became a huge fire. i raced out of the library noticing i dropped my back pack somewhere along the way but i didnt care. once agian i raced the hallways. water from sinks and fountians overflowed the restrooms and toilet paper unraveled aross the floor out to the hallways. lockers began to slam open and shut, papers litterd the hallways,desk and chairs became overturned. i turned the corner and raced into a empty classroom.there i ducked underneath the teacher's desk and curled up with fear. i hid there for what seemed like hours crying in horror with my heart racing. i didnt hear any noises except my heavy breathing and heart drumming my ears. finally i ended up fainting and passed out. later i got woken up by the sound of voices. i also heard footsteps approach. when a hand touached my shoulder i quickly grabbed something off the desk and hit the reaper in defense. i heard a "ouch" followed by a moan of pain. i looked up to see a police officer and a teacher holding his side in pain. i was soo thankful to see them. i crawled out from under the desk and noticed the object i held was a stapeler. i dropped it and apologized to the teacher. the officer looked me up and down. "are you ok? you look like you seen a ghost?" he began to ask me questions like why i was under the desk and what i was doing here after school hours. i tried to explain as best i could but both of them looked at each other as if to say im crazy. it was appearntly the next morning for sunlight gleamed through the windows and i heard birds singing. they lead me out into the hallway where i looked about me in shock. the mess and chaos from that night was gone. no water,no papers, no banging lockers. i was confused. we went past the library and i got nervous. the teacher noticed this and glimpsed inside it as we passed. i noticed all the books were back in order and there was no sign of a fire. we went down the stairs and finally outside were my family and friends waiting looking very concerned. i ran up and hugged them all thankful to have survived the terrors of the night. after a few days i was able to continue school as normal like nothing happened, though sometimes i got the feeling someone was watching me.

(is it to be continued..??)

The Lovers of the Heart 

In order to form a more perfect kiss, enable the mighty hug to promote to whom we please but one kiss. 

Article 1: 
Statement of Love: The Kiss 

1. Kiss on the hand = I adore you 

2. Kiss on the cheek = I just want to be friends 

3. Kiss on the neck = I want you 

4. Kiss on the lips = I love you 

5. Kiss on the ears = I am just playing 

6. Kiss anywhere else = lets not get carried away 

7. Look in your eyes = kiss me 

8. Playing with your hair = I can't live without you 

9.Hand on your waist = I love you to much to let you go 

Article 2: The Three Steps 

1. Girls: If any guys get fresh with you, slap him. 

2. Guys: If any girl slaps you, her intentions are still good. 

3. Guys & Girls: Close your eyes when kissing, it is rude to stare. 

Article 3: The Commandments 

1. Thou shall not squeeze too hard. 

2. Thou shall not ask for a kiss, but take one. 

3. Thou shall kiss at every opportunity. 


Here are a few reasons why guys like girls: 

1. They will always smell good even if its just shampoo 

2. The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder 

3. How cute they look when they sleep 

4. The ease in which they fit into our arms 

5. The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world 

6. How cute they are when they eat 

7. The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while 

8. Because they are always warm even when its minus 30 outside 

9. The way they look good no matter what they wear 

10. The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful thing on this earth 

11. How cute they are when they argue 

12. The way her hand always finds yours 

13. The way they smile 

14. The way you feel when you see their name on the caller ID after you just had a big fight 

15. The way she says "lets not fight anymore" even though you know that an hour later.... 

16. The way they kiss when you do something nice for them 

17. The way they kiss you when you say "I love you" 

18. Actually ... just the way they kiss you... 

19. The way they fall into your arms when they cry 

20. Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly 

21. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt 

22. Then the way they apologize when it does hurt. (even though we don't admit it)! 

23. The way they say "I miss you" 

24. The way you miss them 

25. The way their tears make you want to change the world 
so that it doesn't hurt her anymore..... Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them ... it matters not. Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, No paper would do it justice. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt.

Mary had a little pig, 
She kept it fat and plastered; 
And when the price of pork went up, 
She shot the little bastard. 

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MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB 
Her father shot it dead. 
Now it goes to school with her, 
Between two hunks of bread.
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JACK AND JILL Went up the hill 
To have a little fun. 
Stupid Jill forgot the pill 
And now they have a son. 
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HUMPTY DUMPTY sat on a wall, 
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. 
All the kings' horses, 
And all the kings' men. 
Had scrambled eggs, 
For breakfast again.

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HEY DIDDLE, DIDDLE the cat took a piddle, 
All over the bedside clock. 
The little dog laughed to see such fun. 
Then died of electric shock. 
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GEORGIE PORGY Pudding and Pie, 
Kissed the girls and made them cry. 
And when the boys came out to play, 
He kissed them too 'cause he was gay.
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There was a little girl who had a little curl 
Right in the middle of her forehead. 
When she was good, she was very, very good. 
But when she was bad........ 
She got a fur coat, jewels, a waterfront condo, and a sports car.
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Little boy blue.
hey, he needed the money....
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Granny's A Hooker?! 
 
A girl was a prostitute but didn't want her grandma to know. One day, 
The police raided a whole group of prostitutes and the girl was among 
Them. 
 
The police had all the prostitutes line up in a straight line. Along 
Comes the grandmother and sees her granddaughter. Grandma asks her 
Granddaughter, "What are you lining up for?" 
 
Granddaughter, not willing to let her grandma know the truth told her 
Grandma that some people were passing out free oranges and that she was 
Lining up for some. Grandma wanted some oranges too, so she went to the 
Back of the line. 
 
A policeman was going down the line asking for information from the 
Prostitutes. When he got to the grandma, he was bewildered and asked, "You 
Are so old, how do you do it?" 
 
The grandmother (thinking he's asking her about how she can eat 
Oranges) replies, "Oh, it's easy, I just take off my dentures and suck them 
Dry!"