My inner child is sixteen years old!

Life's not fair! It's never been fair, but while
adults might just accept that, I know
something's gotta change. And it's gonna
change, just as soon as I become an adult and
get some power of my own.


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So Yesterday
Hillary Duff

You can change your life- if you wanna
You can change your clothes- if you wanna

If you change your mind
Well, that's the way it goes

But I'm gonna keep your jeans
And your old black hat- cause I wanna
They look good on me
You're never gonna get them back
At least not today, not today, not today
'cause

[CHORUS:]
If it's over, let it go and
Come tomorrow it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
I'm just a bird that's already flown away

Laugh it off let it go and
When you wake up it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay

You can say you're bored- if you wanna
You can act real tough- if you wanna
You can say you're torn
But I've heard enough

Thank you... you made my mind up for me
When you started to ignore me
Do you see a single tear
It isn't gonna happen here
At least not today, not today, not today
'cause

[CHORUS]

If you're over me, I'm already over you
If it's all been done, what is left to do
How can you hang up if the line is dead
If you wanna walk, I'm a step ahead
If you're moving on, I'm already gone
If the light is off then it isn't on
At least not today, not today, not today
'cause

[CHORUS 2X]

Know the difference between "somebody you Love" and "somebody you Like"


In front of the person you like, your heart beats faster.

But in front of the person you love, you get happy.

In front of the person you love, winter seems like spring.

But in front of the person you like, winter is just beautiful winter.

If you look into the eyes of the one you like, you blush.

But if you look into the eyes of the one you love, you smile.

In front of the person you like, you can't say everything on your mind.

But in front of the person you love, you can.

In front of the person you like, you tend to get shy.

But in front of the person you love, you can show your own self.

You can't look straight into the eyes of the one you like.

But you can always smile into the eyes of the one you love.

When the one you love is crying, you cry with them.

But when the one you like is crying, you end up comforting. The

feeling of love starts from the eye But the feeling of like starts from the ear.

So if you stop liking a person you used to like, all you need to do is cover your ears.

But if you try to close your eyes, love turns into a drop of

tear and remains in your heart forever ...

A registration survival
guide for teen voters
By Joey G. Alarilla
INQ7.net

YOU can make a big difference in choosing our next leaders and shaping our country's future, but your opinion won't count unless you go out to register and vote. If you're voting for the first time on May 10, 2004 and you're a bit nervous about registering, relax -- we're here to help guide you through the process. Maybe some of you haven't realized that the registration period already started on August 4, or maybe you're waiting to register at the last minute. Whatever may be the case, this survival guide aims to make the process easier for you -- but the choice to exercise your right to vote is entirely up to you.


Who can register:

· If you're turning 18 by May 10, 2004, then you're qualified to vote. Now you really feel like an adult, huh?
· You must be a resident of the Philippines for at least one year and a resident of the place where you intend to vote for at least six months on or before the May 10, 2004 elections
· You're not otherwise disqualified by law. Some of the things that would disqualify you from registering are:
· You've been sentenced by final judgment to imprisonment of not less than one year
· You've been found by final judgment to be guilty of crimes involving disloyalty to the duly constituted government, including rebellion, sedition, violation of the firearms law, or any crime against national security. So don't plan a coup or mutiny and expect to still vote.
· You've been declared crazy by the proper authorities -- crazy not in a good fun-loving, daredevil, bungie jumping way but as in insane.

When you can register:

The registration is ongoing until October 31, from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m., Monday to Sunday. So there's really no excuse -- just find a convenient day out of seven days a week from now until October 31. And it's better not to wait until the last minute -- help get rid of the mañana habit. You'll also have more time to concentrate on honoring your dead relatives and planning Halloween parties by the time October 31 arrives.

Where to go:

You'll go to the Office of the Election Officer of the city, municipality or district where you reside and intend to vote.

What to bring:

You'll have to personally accomplish two copies of the prescribed application form. You can already reproduce or photocopy this and accomplish the form even before you go to the Office of the Election Officer to apply for registration. Download the form from this site.

You'll have to bring certain documents with you to prove your identity. After all, you don't want flying voters ruining your choice, do you? It's also important to note that the community tax certificate or cedula will not be honored.

Those who are turning 18 by May 10, 2004 will submit a 1x1 or 2x2 ID picture. You must submit any two of the following IDs as applicable:

· Current employee ID with your picture and signature and the signature of the employer or authorized representative
· Student ID or library card with picture and signed by the school authority
· Postal ID
· Driver's license
· National Bureau of Investigation/Philippine National Police clearance with picture
· Passport

How to validate:

Even if you're already a registered voter prior to the ongoing list-up for the May 10, 2004 polls, remember that you still have to validate your existing registration record. Validation simply means submitting yourself at a Data Capture Workstation established by the Commission on Elections, for the live capture of your biometrics data, which will include:


· Your photograph as captured on digital camera
· Your signature as captured on the signature pad
· and
· Fingerprints lifted from applicant's right index, left index, right thumb and left thumb using Morphosmart

For validation, you have to personally accomplish two copies of the prescribed application form (get it here) and bring any two of the IDs we listed above. Unlike in registration, however, you can apply for in any of the satellite offices established by the Election Officer, not just in the Office of the Election Officer in your the city, municipality or district. Again, keep in mind that the cedula won't be honored. Application for validation is ongoing until December 12, 2003, Monday to Sunday from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m.

Sure you might think it's such a hassle to register, but you can't enjoy the right to choose unless you're willing to exert a little effort. Think of it as lining up for enrollment in school, or queuing up for a movie or concert you really want to see. So, register as soon as you can and make your vote count, and tell all your friends to do same.
After all, it's your future too.

Hecate


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Where the hell am I

Good day guys i'm sure you don't miss me since you got a lot of finals in your hands well anyways, i'm here in Ayala Activity Center and I'm here typing my blog hhehehe(duh!) the good stuff is its absolutely free!!! they are giving us a so called "testdrive!" to PLDT's my DSL wow all I can say its really fast well anyways, I still got some catching up to do with my blog and everything hey have you been reading my stories lately, yeah i know its kinda corny and some make no sense but i tell you guys its really great when you read some of them ....

THE REMEDY (I WON'T WORRY)
words & music by jason mraz & the matrix

I saw fireworks from the freeway and behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away

Cause you were born on the fourth of july, freedom ring

now something on the surface it stings

that something on the surface it kind of makes me nervous who says that you deserve this

and what kind of god would serve this? We will cure this dirty old disease

if you've got the poison I've got the remedy



the remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison

I say the comedy is that its serious. Which is a strange enough new play on words

I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on

So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in the end.



I won't worry my life away.

I won't worry my life away.



I heard two men talking on the radio in a cross fire kind of new reality show

Uncovering the ways to plan the next big attack

they were counting down the days to stab the brother in the be right back after this

the unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh death breath is sure to outlast his catastrophe

dance with me, because if you've got the poison, I've got the remedy



the remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison

I say the comedy is that its serious. Which is a strange enough new play on words

I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on

So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in the end.



I won't worry my life away.

I wo'nt worry my life away.



When I fall in love I take my time

There's no need to hurry when I'm making up my mind

You can turn off the sun but I'm still gonna shine and I'll tell you why

Because



the remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison

I say the comedy is that its serious. Which is a strange enough new play on words

I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend the rest of your nights with the light on

So shine the light on all of your friends because it all amounts to nothing in the end.



I won't worry my life away.

I won't worry my life away.

I won't and I won't and I won't etc

Your Sexual Power Animal is a Praying Mantis!

Aggressive, dominant, and ruthless



When it comes to sex, it's all about your needs

You get off when you want and how you want

You could care less what your partner desires

And when it's over - it's on to the next victim!



What's Your Sexual Power Animal?

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Your Sexual Power Animal is a Praying Mantis!
Aggressive, dominant, and ruthless



When it comes to sex, it's all about your needs

You get off when you want and how you want

You could care less what your partner desires

And when it's over - it's on to the next victim!



What's Your Sexual Power Animal?

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Hey peeps! I know its been a long time since I blog and I'm afraid I still can't continuie blogging since the internet connection is still a crap ass so until here I'll try to find ways on blogging thanks peeps. Here the old version of Tamia's so into you

So Into You
With every passing moment
Thoughts of you run through my head
Everytime that I'm near you
I realize that your heaven sent

I think your truly something special
Just what my dreams are really made of
Let's stay together you and me boy
There's noone like you around
Oh Baby

I really like what you've done to me
I can't really explain it, I'm so into you

[2x]

It could be the way that you hold me
It could be the things that you say
Oh I'm not to sure what is is boy
But I know I like feeling this way

I think your truly something special
Just what my dreams are really made of
Let's stay together you and me boy
There's noone like you around
Oh Baby

I really like what you've done to me
I can't really explain it, I'm so into you
[2x]

Oh I really like
What I feel when I'm with you
Your a dream come true
Don't you ever leave my side
Cuz it feels so right

I really like what you've done to me
I can't really explain it, I'm so into you

Stories from the wires

Pagbigyan natin ang e-mail ng isang kaibigan. Ipinadala ito sa kanya ng kung sinuman at in-e-mail naman niya sa akin. Maganda ang ibig iparating kaya’t halina at namnamin natin.

My husband is an Engineer by profession. I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy.

My husband is my complete opposite. His lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision that I wanted a divorce.

“Why?” he asked, shocked.

“I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times.

My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him?

And finally he asked me: “What can I do to change your mind?” Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.

Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind.

“Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?”

He said: “I will give you your answer tomorrow.” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes

“My dear, I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further.”

This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading. “When you use the computer you always mess up the software programs and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help restore the programs.

“You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city.

“I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your ‘good friend’ approaches. Every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

“You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.

“You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help clip your nails, and help remove those annoying white hairs.

“So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face.

“Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do. I could not pick that flower yet, and die.”

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting and as I continue on reading...

“Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk.”

I rushed to pull open the door and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands the milk bottle and loaf of bread.

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone.

That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness. Love shows up in all forms. Even very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model. It could be the most dull and boring form. Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship.

Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that’s our life.

Love, not words win arguments!

(from the wires)

Stories from the wires: To beleive or not to you'll be the judge...





part 1 My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night.
Used to receiving important messages only, I grabbed my cell and
sleepily
pushed
the keys and read the message.

"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?" Not knowing who the sender was, I
deleted
the
message right away and placed the phone on my bedside table, I tried to
go
back
to sleep.

I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again.
"Hi there, again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again, the message said.
"Who the hell could this be asking for a txtmate at the wee hours of
the
night?"
I asked myself. Again, without bothering to reply I deleted the
message.

I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting anyone
andeveryone
even
at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the day. My parents,
who
were
always out of the country forced me to own a cellphone. They told
me that having one was more convenient - they could monitor me even if
they're
miles away.

I wanted to turn the unit off, but since my mother was fond of calling
meat
night, just to check if I was safe at home, I decided not to.

Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamlesssleep, the
phone
beeped
again.

Same number...Such determination!
"Pls reply 2 dis msg & b an angel & save me frm dis abyss of
emptiness!!!" I never knew why, but the message struck me. I got up and
pushed
the keys...
I just realized I was replying to the message.

"Im not an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m not superman... I'm just
a
simple
prson who u wake up at dis r of my nyt!!! Nway, do I know u?" I typed.

Seconds later came the reply.
"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I want 2
bur
frnd.
I'm Mikaella Cervantes. U?"

"Just call me Julius. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.

"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits ofmine,"
she replied.
That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone over the
cellphone.
We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night.
We
only
said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00 AM! I had to preparefor
school!

And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without
itloving
and
thoughtful messages from her. It was only then I had learned to
appreciate
text
messages and become eager and excited everytime my phone beeped, hoping
it
would
be her.

Mikaella brought out something about me that I never knew I had; I
realized
I
could also be a romantic person... even if it's just through text
messaging.

"Keep me as a frnd & I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up & throw
away d key so dat no1 can evr tke u away from me..." One day, she sent
this
message
to me.

I replied: 'In life, we seldom find a true prson & f u evr find 1,
hold on & nvr let go... value dat prson coz it's lyf's gift worth
keeping &
holdin on..."

I never knew why, but her response sent shivers to my spine, " Value d
pipol
hu
hav touched ur life bcoz u will never know just wen dey will walk out
of ur
lyf
& nvr come back again."

I couldn't understand what I felt that moment, but one thing I was sure
though... I could not go on a day without a single word from her. I'd
become
used to having her, eventhough we had not met personally. But truly,
she
already occupied a space, a large one, in fact in my life.

I texted her back. "Dont come close f l8r ull jst pass by; don't touch
me f
l8r
ull jst let me cry; dont luv me f l8r ull jst leave me and won't
stay..."

I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt, every
word
came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending
messages to each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my heart.

I called her once. The voice on the other end was like an angel's.
Soft, kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't
define.
We only talked for a few minutes. Before she hung up, she told me not
to
call
again. According to her, it would be better if we would just text each
other.

But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head, but in my heart, I'd
long
to
hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never answered
the
phone.
She just kept on sending messages and quotations, which I copied in
a little notebook.



Hopeless romantic? I didn't know. All I could say was
that all the messages she sent me were wonderful, they came from the
heart
and
cut through the heart.

"Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I close my eyes & der
u r.
Even f I'll see u never, I'll always b hir 2 care 4 u, far longer dan
4ever..." One December night, she sent me this message. By that time we
had
been
exchanging messages for more than a month. God knew how happy I was.
She was right. Although we had not seen each other, what we felt was
enough
to
make us both realize what was keeping us together.

I sent her another message, "Loving u secretly is a hard thing 4 me 2
do,
hoping, wondring that u will feel d same way 2, but I can't read ur
mind f u
luv
me 2. But whatever it is, I'll still be loving u."

"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2 me, but m afraid 2
love,
scared 2 get hurt... I hope dat u will wait 4 me & pray dat u will not
get
tired
of loving me...=)" was her reply.

And then I replied again. " The reason y I met u is bcoz of destiny but
f
destiny will suggest dat I'll live w/o u, den, I'll lie not by destiny
but
of
free will."

Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she always
answered,
"Soon...soon, love...soon."

Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what I felt for
her...rather, it even grew deeper and stronger each day. And I was
sure,she
felt
the same way, too. Love messages continued to flow through our lines,
between
our hearts, which made us go on each day with the thought that sooner,
we
would
see each other, face to face, heart to heart.

Just a few days before Christmas. She stopped sending messages. At
first I
just
though she had ran out of prepaid. but there was something that kept
bothering
me... I couldn't understand what was it, but it made me fell
nervous. I tried to call her but she wouldn't answer. Nevertheless, I
continued
sending messages.

Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday. I
heard my phone's message tone again... at last! It was from her!

"Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting 2. Though dat doesn't
mean
dat
we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms, GOODBYE is a
painful
way 2
say I LOVE YOU."

I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of. What did she mean? I
texted
her back, searching for answers, but found nothing. I called her but
she
would
not answer.

For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable...desperate...
empty. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had
learned to
love her. And I wanted to be with her forever.

The following days I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that
Mikaella took the life out of me. I missed her so much...her
messages...The
tones that would tell me she'd sent another loving message. Nothing
around
me
could feel the emptiness I felt.

Tut...tut...tut...tut...tut...just a day before Christmas, my cell
beeped again. It was her!

"Meet me at d cafe, 10 AM 2day," I read aloud, making sure the message
was
true,
then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again. Hurriedly, I got
myself
ready and I went to the mall. I knew it was still early, but I wanted
to be
there before she arrived.

I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to
see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful, Black,
deep-set
eyes that spoke a thousand words; small,kissable lips; a nose
perfectly chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was
beautiful.
And
yes, her eyes radiated kindness and love...but there was a flicker of
something
in them...sadness?

"Hi, Julius," said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each
night. The voice that I had waited to hear for so long. "Please sit
down."

"I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella," I said, as I took my seat
and
gave
the roses I brought for her.

"Thanks, Julius," she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses. I knew
she
loved
pink roses.

"You are always welcome, Love"

"Julius, I can't stay," she said, sadness in her voice, or was it
tears? "I
really must go."

"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little longer?" I asked,
pleadingly.
"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank you for the
time you shared with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will never
forget
you...you will always be here in my heart." She was looking at me
straight
into
the eyes, and I could really feel the sadness in her voice and I swear,
there
was something in her voice and I swear, there was something in those
lovely
yet
lonely eyes...

She got up and smiled at me, lovingly. "Tomorrow morning, please come
and
visit
me," he said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.

I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone.

The following day, Christmas, I woke up early and excitedly readied
myself,
thinking of her. I hurriedly went to a flower shop and bought a dozen
pink
roses
- for Mikaella.

They lived in an exclusive subdivision. Upon reaching their house, I
told
the
guard who I was and that I was looking for Mikaella.

The guard stared at me, sadness and amazement in his eyes and told me
to
wait as
he called the owner of the house. As I looked at him while he was going
inside
the house, only then I noticed that the house was brightly lit.

A woman went out and walked towards me, smiling sadly.

"Hi, I'm Maria, Mikaella's mother. Please come inside, Julius." While
we
were
walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew me very
well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend, Julius. I
hardly understood what she was saying.

I was busy thinking why Mikaella's mother was crying while talking to
me. As
we
came near the great hall of thehouse,
it dawned on me that there was a wake inside, Maybe, a relative passed
away,
I
thought. But deep in my heart, I was trembling and afraid.

As we entered the hall where so many people were silently mourning
while
others
were praying, shaking, I asked her mother. "Where is Mikaella?"

She held my hand and silently, led me to the coffin which was
surrounded by flowers - pink roses, nothing but pink roses.

No words could explain how I felt when I gazed at the coffin and saw
who was
lying there. The same beautiful girl I met...

A man came beside me, I knew he was Mika's father.

"We are so glad you came, Julius. Mika talked of you all the time. She
even
asked that her phone be buried with her. She said that in that way, you
could
still send her messages and you would always be with her."

I couldn't believe everything...My mind was in limbo.

"But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday."

"That can't possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been
suffering
from a heart disease since she was a child," said her father.

"But..." I couldn't find the words to say.

"She told us not to bother reaching you, "her mother said, still in
tears,"
she said you will come, and here you are.

Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her,
staring at her lovely face, memorizing every line of my friend's face,
a
face I
knew I would never forget while I was still alive.

After the internment that afternoon, I went to the chapel she had told
me
she
went everyday.

Sitting there praying and crying to God, I held my phone and typed: "U
taught me
how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk som; u
shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing u didnt teach me & it hurts mor - u
didnt
teach me how 2 let go. I LOVE YOU"

I sent the message, and though I knew she wouldn't be able to hold her
CP
again,
I knew in my heart she would get my message. I never expected a
reply, yet as my phone beeped again, I felt a shiver down my spine.
The sender's number did not appear on the screen, and tears rolled down
my
cheeks as I read the message.

"Let go of d hand of d prson u love, but dnt let go of God's hand. 4 if
u
hold 2
his hand. He may b holding d prson u love n d ader hand 2 let u hold
each
other
again
"I will never forget you, Mikaella and I will never let go..." I vowed
to
her
and to myself as I left the church.

Then just before I exit the gate, someone in a hurry approach and grab
my
celphone!

LOVE IS forever.

You Are A Romantic Kisser!

About Your Kissing Style:


You'll only kiss if the mood is right and if you think you are falling in love.

Some may say you're old fashioned, but when you kiss, you see stars!

One kiss from you, and anyone will be hooked forever.

What Your Kissing Style Says About You:


You're no prude, but if you're going to get sexual, it needs to mean something.

You prefer to take things slow, because it only makes them better in the long run.

You're much more likely to find yourself engaged than in some stranger's bed.


Your Personal Kissing Matches and Mismatches:



You and another Romantic Kisser is just pure bliss. You both enjoy the finer aspects of
seduction and have the preference of taking things slow. It's practially love at first site.
You'll also find yourself attracted to Juicy Kissers. The
way a Juicy Kisser locks eyes with you and draws you in is almost cosmic...



Manic Kissers are to be avoided at all costs. These kissers
love to kiss everyone and can never commit to one person. Next! Carnal Kissers aren't
your style either. They'll push you for sex way too soon... and get very upset when they don't get their way.



How Do *You* Kiss?

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You Are a Passionate Kiss!

When you kiss, the world either stops or spins

At least for the minute that your lips are locked

No question about it, you tend to get carried away

It's no wonder your kissing often leads to other things :-)



What Type of Kiss Are You?

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You Are A Perfect Date!

Your manners are always spot on

And you know how to make a guy feel great...

...While still letting him do a bit of the chase

Chances are, your only dating problem is too many offers :-)




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What ever u do, don't cheat...




CHINESE HOROSCOPE














THE YEAR OF THE IRON DRAGON, WISHING YOU PROSPERITY

AND GOOD FORTUNE













CHINESE NEW YEAR FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS - DO NOT

CHEAT OR IT WON`T WORK AND

YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T.

TAKE 3 MINUTES AND TRY THIS IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT.













THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS SAID HER WISH CAME TRUE 10

MINUTES AFTER THEY READ

THE EMAIL. BUT NO CHEATING!!!!


















THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME.















DON`T READ AHEAD JUST DO IT.


















IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY










FIRST GET PEN AND PAPER


















WHEN YOU FINALLY CHOOSE NAMES, MAKE SURE IT`S PEOPLE

YOU ACTUALLY KNOW,










AND GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS!!!!!

















SCROLL DOWN ONE LINE AT THE TIME - DON`T READ AHEAD

OR YOU`LL RUIN THE FUN.










1. FIRST, WRITE NUMBERS 1 THROUGH 11 IN A COLUMN

















2. THEN, BESIDE THE NUMBERS 1 AND 2, WRITE DOWN ANY 2


NUMBERS YOU WANT.

























3. BESIDE THE #`S 3 AND 7, WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF

MEMBERS OF THE OPPOSITE

SEX.


















DON`T LOOK AHEAD OR IT WON`T TURN OUT RIGHT

























4. WRITE ANYONE`S NAME (LIKE FRIENDS OR FAMILY



IN THE 4TH, 5TH, AND 6TH SPOT.






















DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET THAT YOU DID
























5. WRITE DOWN FOUR SONG TITLES IN 8, 9, 10, AND 11





























6. FINALLY MAKE A WISH































AND THERE IS THE KEY OF THE GAME





















1. YOU MUST TELL (THE NUMBER IN SPACE 2) PEOPLE

ABOUT THIS GAME.







2. THE PERSON IN SPACE 3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE









3. THE PERSON IN 7 IS ONE YOU LIKE BUT CAN`T WORK

OUT









4. YOU CARE MOST ABOUT THE PERSON YOU PUT IN 4











5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO

KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.











6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS THE YOUR LUCKY

STAR











7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH

THE

PERSON IN NUMBER 3









8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE PERSON IN 7








9. THE 10TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST

ABOUT YOUR MIND









10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT

LIFE









SEND THIS TO 10 PEOPLE WITHIN THE HOUR YOU READ

THIS.



IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.



IF YOU DON`T IT WILL BECOME THE OPPOSITE



BLOODY STRANGE BUT IT SEEMS TO WORK.

Somebody Said
Love is a game, but finding the 'right person' isn't.

"Love has its own time, season and reason. You can't ask for it to stay.

You can only embrace it when it comes and be glad that for a moment in your

life, it was yours."

In LIFE, LOVE is NEVER planned nor does it happen for a reason.

But when the LOVE is REAL, it becomes your PLAN for LIFE and your REASON

for LIVING!

Do not keep this message. The Lotus Totus must leave your hands in 6 MINUTES. Otherwise you will get a very unpleasant surprise. This is true, even if you are superstitious, agnostic, or otherwise faith impaired.



ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.



TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get

older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.



THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or

sleep all you want.



FOUR. When you say, "I love you", mean it.



FIVE. When you say, "I'm sorry", look the person in the eye.



SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.



SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.



EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dreams. People who don't have dreams don't have much.



NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.



TEN. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.



ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.



TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.



THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"



FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.



FIFTEEN. Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.



SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson.



SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.



EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.



NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.



TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.



TWENTY ONE. Spend some time alone.

You are a Sylph!
The sylphs are the air spirits. Their element has
the highest vibratory rate of the four (beside
earth, fire, water). They live hundreds of
years, often reaching one thousand and never
seeming to get old. They are said to live on
the tops of mountains. The leader of the sylphs
is a being called Paralda who is said to dwell
on the highest mountain of Earth.

Sylphs often assume human form but only for short
periods of time. The vary in size and can be as
large as a human. They are volatile and
changeable. The winds are their particular
vehicle. The work through the gases and ethers
of the Earth and are kindly toward humans.
Slyphs are usually seen with wings, looking
like cherubs or fairies. Because of their
connection to air, which is associated with the
mental aspect, one of their functions is to
help humans receive inspiration. The sylphs are
drawn to those who use their minds,
particularly those in creative arts.


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"Without friends no one would choose to live,
though he had all other goods."
Aristotle (384 BC - 322 BC), Nichomachean Ethics


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