First of all, I'd like to start with a hilarious little story about my trip around bayside area to the bus stop this morning. LoL To make a long story short, two male ducks, one female. You can guess the rest. Right by the bus stop. Charlie stood there staring and yelled "OH MY GOD." I couldn't walk all the way down the street I was laughing so hard. Anywho. The rest of this entry is gonna be kinda mad. Or very. now that I am over here in queens I feel absolutely at home.lol...and its been ages since i've been in this fine orage town!!young oppa still lives in the same apartment with a new roommate.It's not that cool, but it's not as bad as it may seem.hehe...so we took a bunch of pictures while we were there so...PICS will be up when I got sometime for it..well I dont' have long to write it.

I dont' really like conflict, but I must kick Daniel's ass now. I wonder how Nora, Hillary, Jeff, and Steve will take the news. hmmmm I dont' know, but Daniel's a frickin asshole.
I don't know what the hell has gotton in to me but I like it.......... Maybe it's this, or shall I say him hehe no pun intended.here ut is the cute asshole,Daniel the bad boy...hehe

Dont' ask. Just know that it makes sense to me. Live on the LEFT SIDE.

 

 

I was leaving home at about 5am and tying up loose ends before I leave.and a fairly busy evening double-checking my packing, burning MP3 CDs and farewell!!so I probably won't be LJ-ing much between now and then. I'll be mostly off LJ until I get back, and won't be reading e-mail either while I'm in the US.This means I'm going to be pretty much out of contact until I get back on 1May. My mobile should work in the States, although network coverage is a bit sproadic in The Rockies and Death Valley. Text messaging is therefore probably the best way to get hold of me unless it's very urgent. My partners and Travis have a copy of my itinerary (with hotel phone numbers) if you need to get hold of me in a hurry...

This Friday, Club Deep NYC , 9:00pm , cover charge $10 each. Roger and I are going - anyone else want to join us? lol

 

Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met.
After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding.
Their life together was, of course, perfect.
One snowy, stormy Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car (a Grand Caravan) along a winding road, when they noticed someone at the side of the road in distress.

Being the perfect couple, they stopped to help.
There stood Santa Claus with a huge bundle of toys.
Not wanting to disappoint any children on the eve of Christmas, the
perfect couple loaded Santa and his toys into their vehicle.

Soon they were driving along delivering the toys.

Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated and the perfect
couple and Santa Claus had an accident.

Only one of them survived the accident.

Who was the survivor?

The perfect woman survived.
She's the only one who really existed in the first place.
Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus
and there is no such thing as a perfect man.

Women stop reading here, that is the end of the joke.

So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the perfect woman must have been driving. This explains why there was a car accident.
By the way, if you're a woman and you're reading this, this
illustrates another point: women never listen either:-)

Men are like.....Placemats.
They only show up when there's food on the table.

Men are like.....Mascara.
They usually run at the first sign of emotion.

Men are like.....Bike helmets.
Handy in an emergency, but otherwise they just look silly.

Men are like.....Government bonds.
They take so long to mature.

Men are like.....Parking spots.
The good ones are taken

Men are like.....Copiers.
You need them for reproduction, but that's about it.

Men are like.....Lava lamps

Fun to look at, but not all that bright.

Men are like.....Bank accounts.
Without a lot of money, they don't generate much interest.

Men are like.....High heels.
They're easy to walk on once you get the hang of it.

Men are like.....Mini skirts.
If you're not careful, they'll creep up your legs.

Liebe ist ...

Welche Liebe ist die Liebe, die eine wahre Liebe ist? Ist sie nur ein vorĂźbergehendes GefĂźhl?

Ja, ist Liebe nur ein Gefßhl, das mit der Zeit stirbt? Kann eine Liebe ßberhaupt sterben oder lässt man sie sterben?

Vielleicht stirbt einfach jede Liebe mit der Zeit. Vielleicht ist Liebe einfach nicht fßr eine Ewigkeit gemacht. Wahrscheinlich aber gibt es viele Arten von Liebe. Die Liebe, die man Eltern und Kindern entgegenbringt, sie stirbt nie. Nur in manchen Abschnitten des Lebens empfindet man sie weniger. Sie ruht dann, um in bestimmten Augenblicken wieder neu zu entflammen. Diese Liebe ist eine Liebe, die dem Sein und dem inneren Ich mitgegeben wird. Sie kann man nicht zerstÜren und auch nie vergessen. Diese Liebe gehÜrt zu einem selbst. Sie ist wie man selbst, man kann sie nicht verdrängen und sie auch nicht vergessen. Dies wßrde bedeuten, sich selbst vergessen zu wollen.

Was ist aber mit der anderen Liebe?

Ich meine jene Liebe, die nicht mit dem eigenen Ich verbunden ist. Diese Liebe zu definieren erscheint mir sehr schwer. Wo setzt man Trennungen und Unterschiede, ja, wo fängt diese Liebe an eine wahre Liebe zu werden?

Sind nicht alle positiven GefĂźhle, die man einem anderen Menschen gegenĂźber empfindet, Liebe?

Liebe ist ein Sammelbegriff fßr alle menschlichen Gefßhle. Von sexueller Anziehung bis hin zur Nächstenliebe. Liebe ist das Gegenteil von Hass. Hass tÜtet auf Dauer das Sein des Menschen. Liebe entfaltet, ja mobilisiert den Menschen. Hass und Liebe liegen dicht beieinander. Oft merken es die Menschen gar nicht, dass aus ihrer Liebe Hass geworden ist. Liebe und Hass haben etwas gemeinsam: man kann nicht ohne sie, aber auch oft nicht mit ihnen leben.
Liebe ist das BemĂźhen eine geliebte Person glĂźcklich zu machen. Ohne sich in diesem BemĂźhen eigener Interessen bewusst zu sein.

Aber welche Liebe macht einen selbst glĂźcklich? Gibt es Ăźberhaupt eine Liebe, die glĂźcklich macht? Bedeutet die Liebe nicht immer nur Schmerz, Kummer und letzten Endes noch mehr Einsamkeit?

Viele Fragen, auf die wohl niemand eine Antwort hat.

Man: "Haven't we met before?"
Woman: "Yes, I'm the receptionist at the VD Clinic."

Man: "Haven't I seen you someplace before?"
Woman: "Yeah, that's why I don't go there anymore."

Man: "Is this seat empty?"
Woman: "Yes, and this one will be too if you sit down."

Man: "So, wanna go back to my place?"
Woman: "Well, I don't know. Will two people fit under the rock?"

Man: "Your place or mine?"
Woman: "Both. You go to yours and I'll go to mine."

Man: "I'd like to call you. What's your number?"
Woman: "It's in the phone book."
Man: "But I don't know your name."
Woman: "That's in the phone book too."

Man: "So what do you do for a living?"
Woman: "I'm a female impersonator."

Man: "What sign were you born under?"
Woman: "No Parking."

Man: "Hey, baby, what's your sign?"
Woman: "Do Not Enter"

Man: "How do you like your eggs in the morning?" Woman: "Unfertilized!" Man: "Hey, come on, we're both here at this bar for the same reason."
Woman: "Yeah! Let's pick up some chicks!"

Man: "I'm here to fulfill your every sexual fantasy."
Woman: "You mean you've got both a donkey and a Great Dane?"

Man: "I know how to please a woman."
Woman: "Then please leave me alone."

Man: "I want to give myself to you."
Woman: "Sorry, I don't accept cheap gifts."

Man: "I can tell that you want me."
Woman: "Ohhhh, you're so right. I want you to leave."

Man: "If I could just see you naked, I'd die happy."
Woman: "Yeah, but if I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing."

Man: "Hey, cutie, how 'bout you and I hitting the hot spots?"
Woman: "Sorry, I don't date outside my species."

Man: "Your body is like a temple."
Woman: "Sorry, there are no services today."

Man: "I'd go through anything for you."
Woman: "Good! Let's start with your bank account."

Man: "I would go to the end of the world for you."
Woman: "Yes, but would you stay there?"

Things i hate about YOU!

1. the fact that you keep delaying my damn pay. it's such a miserable amount so why can't you bank in fast ya? now i am so screwed. its all your fault. sucker.

2. YOU seem to know everything. my UPs and DOWNs. why don't you just tell me what exactly you know ya? I know you CARE, and that actually makes me guilty.

3. YOU seem to move on real fast. like a rocket. Like nothing had actually happen. Sucks.

4. YOU always giving me the sleepy tone. Like hello? it's so rude ya know! sucker.

5. YOU expect me to spend it with you. i've got my freedom ya? So why can't you understand that i have the rights to do what i want. Why should i report to you?

6. YOU telling me nonsense. things that actually flatter me. Stop flirting with me. sucks.

7. Stop askin me about my academic grades. I've got a life other than that. Concern in other areas please.

8. For not giving me enough money. enough said.

9. your insenstitive. and thinking that everything will be fine no matter how bad it is now. Hey i know that things will turn out fine eventually, but hello? im upset, so maybe you can try saying something more encourgaging. if not, just shut the fuck ya?

10. YOU, the one in the mirror, pretending everything's fine. nothing's wrong. Why don't you just show it out. show out how u feel exactly. there's no need for pretendence. bitch.

Memories are like pictures...over time they fade. I really don't know what to say...I'm in a hard place in my life right now. I've gone through enough stress, thoughts, and fuck ups within the last two months than I ever have the last two years. Yeah, I am fucking up things for everyone. Yeah, it's not fun when your prescribed antidepressants, and having your whole family go to councilling due to how I fucked up. It's not fun when your parents call the cops on you and you feel as if there's nowhere to run. It's great when my friends ignore me, and tell me how much of a fuck up I've become and how I wreck their lives. I won't get any further into that. It doesn't matter, I'm writing this as a reflection of thoughts, so maybe I can look back on this to remind myself of my mistakes.

I've been more stressed out, than I ever have been in my life. I've gotten to the point where I'm almost having a nervous breakdown, snapping on everyone and everything that annoys me. Call me sensitive, but I guess I am, especially when everything seems to bother me...in retrospect, I was praised for being sensitive to others, now when I want to speak MY feelings and my thoughts, I get shot down and blamed. In my opinion, it's a curse, but slowly day by day, it's going to be killed off. I'm just going to not give a shit, years pass, people won't even recognize me, I'll be twisted and warped due to people using me. I'm sorry, don't say I'm great, and don't complement me. It doesn't matter, once you figure me out, your going to treat me like shit too. Sorry I wasn't what you expected or really what you wanted, but I can only be myself. If you don't like what I've become to you, blame yourself for thinking that way. I'm not saying it's not my fault, I reacted negatively with everyone, because it's gotten to the point where I just want to return the favour. I'm slipping away, even from my closest friends. I want to run away from my family. I just don't want to cause problems for anyone anymore, I can't help anymore, I can't solve anything, I'm just fucking up everyones' lives. Don't assume anything by the way I act or talk. I don't expect everyone to give a damn about me, I never was like that. But it's sad when the friends I help turn their backs on me, and blame me for their problems. Am I helping or wrecking your lives? Make up your mind. If you think your happy for being who you are, that's great. It's sickened me everyday to be who I am for years now...

I've helped others and gave my concern freely so that I may actually feel like I made a difference in someone's life. I've realised recently that that was worth shit. All of it. It doesn't even matter anymore. I've fucked up other people's lives more than I've helped them.

Are you getting the idea now? Good... Nobody is really here for me. Yes, I know some show concern, but what help is that to me now? Did it stop me from feeling this way? No. I'm just pushing everyone away, just like they have to me. Yes, I've been told everyone cares about me, and that blah blah this and blah blah that. Well look, as I see it, you just don't want to lose me as your good good friend that always looked after you and helped you out with your problems. That's IT. I'm not just someone to be used, I'm not your puppet that you can manipulate, I'm not fucking stupid. Don't be surprised with the way I have been lately, if you felt how I have been lately, you'd know too. Not that you care. I'm slowly changing...to what, I do not know. Nobody seems to like it, but what the fuck do I care anymore? I'm not the shy little boy I was once before, there for everyone and all glad because I felt like I was actually doing something right. Wrong. The reality is this, I was used, everyone dumps their problems on me, expects me to be the nice guy, tell you how to fix the problem and make you feel better.

It's too late to fix anything now really, I just have to go on and do what I can. Just don't expect me to give a shit when you disrespect me. Sorry, I'm not going to do what you say, I have my own ambitions, as arrogant as that sounds, I just don't care. I suppose I "was" the nice guy, maybe I still am. It's things like these that cause nice guys to become assholes...if any girl reads this, maybe you can understand why any guy has treated you like shit. I'm done, It's late, and I don't really know what else to elaborate on. If you read this, fine. If you want to leave me notes to show concern, that's fine, if you want to leave notes telling me I'm wrong...well I'm sorry, this is how I feel. Words won't change my mind anymore, I won't get manipulated into thinking it's all my fault. Write how you feel, that's what I just did. Goodnight. Daniel. previous entry : Your life is....|Out Of Order| Notes from readers : This entry accepts SAFE NOTES. You must sign into the system by unlocking your own diary before posting notes to this diary. I'm sorry your life feels like shit right now. Genuinely, sorry. But maybe that's cuz I'm one of those sympathy criers. *half-smiles* If you ever wanna talk, come visit. I might be on Private for a bit cuz this guy was pestering me, but I'll be back to regular soon. [sky_blue] damnation, I just left you a note and it appears it didn't show up. maybe it will. who knows. blah. and i was being nice too...i think.

Roger is soo sexy recently... I WANT HIM,JK!! sorry for that outburst... Yuri asked me who i would spend time with if i only had an hour left on earth...
I would spend it with someone I love I guess, maybe take some stuff from him... he knows what im talkin about :D... BUT, if we didnt do that... We would ride around on my harley and i would give him a tat... all in an hour. EXCITING!! YAY!! ANyway... sorry my entries are short... i just dont get to this site much lately...but i'd inform you.. yeah.. please do never letting go everything that you are. Is everything that I am. Now that you are gone. I only have the memories that we made. Those memories will always be treasured deep within. Baby now that you are gone. I know that you are in Heaven watching over and guiding me. My Guardian Angel is an Angel now. You will always be here in my heart. Never letting go. Never looking back. Always looking forward. To the Future and beyond. I love you. I will always love you.

Male/Female Dictionary
WANTS AND NEEDS (wontz and nedz) n.
Female: The delicate balance of emotional, physical and psychological longing one seeks to have fulfilled in a relationship.
Male: Food, sex and beer.

THINGY (thing-ee) n.
Female: Any part under a car's hood.
Male: The strap fastener on a woman's bra.

GLASS CEILING (glas see-ling) n.
Female: The invisible barrier that stops women from rising to the upper levels in business.
Male: What would really be great at work since that hot babe took over the office one flight up.

VULNERABLE (vul-ne-ra-bel) adj.
Female: Fully opening up one's self emotionally to another.
Male: Playing ball without a cup.

COMMUNICATION (ko-myoo-ni-kay-shon) n.
Female: The open sharing of thoughts and feelings with one's partner.
Male: Scratching out a note before suddenly taking off for a weekend with the guys.

BUTT (but) n.
Female: The body part that every item of clothing manufactured makes "look bigger."
Male: The organ of mooning.

COMMITMENT (ko-mit-ment) n.
Female: A desire to get married and raise a family.
Male: Not trying to pick up other women while out with one's girlfriend.

ENTERTAINMENT (en-ter-tayn-ment) n.
Female: A good movie, concert, play or book.
Male: Anything with one ball, two beers, or three stooges.

MAKING LOVE (may-king luv) n.
Female: The greatest expression of intimacy a couple can achieve.
Male: What men have to call "boinking" to get women to boink.

REMOTE CONTROL (ri-moht kon-trohl) n.
Female: A device for changing from one TV channel to another.
Male: A device for scanning through all 75 channels every 2 minutes.

TASTE (tayst) v.
Female: Something you do frequently to whatever you're cooking, to make sure it's good.
Male: Something you must do to anything you think has gone bad prior to tossing it out.

Make an effort to connect with someone you miss today, CRAZY4YA. Even if it feels painful at the start, chances are you'll feel a lot better after. Pick up the phone, write a letter, or send an e-mail. Let them know that you miss them and care about them. Expressing yourself is often far better than stuffing your feelings, regardless of the circumstances. They may, after all, be missing you just as much.

Yep, that's my horoscope for the day. So here goes, I miss You!! Yes, YOU! I said YOU. Ya it's YOU YOU YOU!........No, it's NOT you, PLS don't think im missing you. Oh PLS...i repeat im NOT missing YOU. I miss YOU, not YOU. Ya Ya, it's YOU. NO no its NOT you! Why can't you get it? The person i miss is NOt you, but...YOU!

Sex the drug and the enemy! I don’t care what any one says sex is a drug once you had it you want it more and more and no this isn’t one sided cause I know plunty or guys that want to have sex more and more often as just like male prostitutes do  which is just plain scarey! But that’s not the point the point is that one time or anther ever one in this cruel world has wanted to had or will have sex! It is a drug it affect the hormones and the chemicals in the brain! The fact is people have sex for many reasons they have sex cause their horny, cause their friends and ever one they know have had or are having it! People do it for fun to relive stress cause their in love! People do it for money for comfort for a lot of reasons! The thing is that both sexes wanted but very few admit it why not just come out and say it tell your girlfriend hey yeah I want to do something or your boyfriend hey you want to have sex hey the worst their going to say is no but some of the time most of the time the answer will probably be yes! There is nothing wrong with casual sex and sex for fun just make sure that if you have it your safe about it and you consider each others feelings and then the world will have more and better sex! And one more damn thing there is nothing wrong with trying new things when it comes to sex it will spice up a marriage, make it more satisfying and keep both partners guessing! The only thing I can say now is don’t sell for play short believe me it’s the best for both of you and hey their ain’t nothing wrong with cuddling! These are some of the things that make sex worth wild so go out their and have fun if you want to just be responsible about it ok!!!