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Posted by Blueberry on December 22, 2008 at 7:24 PM Comments comments (2)

Peter and Tina are sitting in the park doing nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all their friends are having fun with their beloved half.

Tina: I'm so bored. Just wish I have a boyfriend now to spend time with.

Peter: I guess we're the only leftovers. We're the only person who isn't with a date now. (both sighed in silence for a while)

Tina: I think I have a good idea. Let's play a game!

Peter: Eh? What game?

Tina: Eem.. It's quite simple. You'll be my boyfriend for 100 days and I'll be your girlfriend for 100 days. what do you think?

Peter: Okay.. Anyway I don't have any plans for the next few months.

Tina: You sound like you aren't looking forward to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first day and our first date. Where should we go?

Peter: What about a movie? I heard that there is a really great movie in theater now.

Tina: Seems like I don't have any better idea than this. Let's move. (went to watch some movies and sent each other home)

Day 2:
Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and Peter bought Tina a keychain with a star.

Day 3:
They went shopping together for a friend's birthday present. Share an ice-cream together and hugged each other for the first time.

Day 7:
Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they watched the sunset together. When the night came and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed by. Tina mumbled something.

Day 25:
Spend time at a theme park, rode roller coasters, ate hotdogs and a cotton candy. Peter and Tina got in the haunted house and Tina grabbed someone else's hand instead of Peter's hand by accident. They laughed together for a while.

Day 67:
They drove pass a circus and decided to get in to watch the show. The midget asked Tina to play a part as his assistant in the magic show. Went around to see other entertainments around after the show. Came to a fortune teller and she just said "Treasure every moment from now on" and a tear rolled down the fortune teller's cheek.

Day 84:
Tina suggested that they go to the beach. The beach wasn't so crowded that day. They had their first kiss just as the sun was setting.

Day 99:
They decided to have a simple day and decided to have a walk around the city. They sat down on a bench.

1:23 pm
Tina: I'm thirsty. Let's rest for a while first.

Peter: Wait here while I go buy some drinks. What would you like?

Tina: Eem...Apple juice will be just fine.

1:43 pm
Tina waited for about 20 minutes and Peter haven't returned. Then someone walked up to her.

Stranger: Is your name Tina?

Tina: Yes, and may I help you?

Stranger: Just now down the street a drunk driver has crashed into a guy. I think it's your friend.

Tina ran over to the spot with the stranger and sees Peter lying on the floor with blood over his face and her apple juice still in his hands. The ambulance came and she went to the hospital with Peter. Tina sat outside the emergency room for five and a half hours. The doctor came out, and made a sigh.

11:51 pm
Doctor: I'm sorry, but we did the best we could. He is still breathing now but God would take him away from us very soon. We found this letter inside his pocket.

The doctor handed over the letter to Tina and she goes into the room to see Peter. He looked weak but peaceful. Tina read the letter and then she burst into tears. This is what the letter had said:

Tina, our 100 days is almost over. I had fun with you during all these days. Although you may be greedy sometimes and less thoughtful, but these all brought happiness into my life. I have realized that you are a really beautiful girl and blamed myself for never taking the time to know that. I have nothing much to ask for, but I just wish that we can extend this day. I want to be your boyfriend forever and wish that you can be beside me all the time. Tina, I love you.

11:58 pm
Tina: (sobbing) Peter. Did you know what was the wish I made on the night there was a meteor. I asked God to let us last forever. We were supposed to last 100 days so Peter! You can't leave me! I LOVE YOU, but can you come back to me now? I love you Peter. I LOVE YOU.

As the clock struck twelve, Peter's heart stopped beating. It was 100 days.

Mesajul lui Satan catre Demoni

Posted by Blueberry on December 17, 2008 at 10:25 AM Comments comments (0)

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How to handle fear of flying.

Posted by Blueberry on October 23, 2008 at 12:58 PM Comments comments (0)

1. Flying isn't dangerous.  Crashing is what's dangerous.

2. The only time you have too much fuel is when you're on fire.

3. When in doubt, hold on to your altitude.  No one has ever collided with the sky.

4. The probability of survival is inversely proportional to the angle of arrival.  Large angle of arrival, small probability of survival - and vice versa.

5. It's always better to be down here wishing you were up there, than up there wishing you were down here.

6. Every takeoff is optional.  Every landing is mandatory. 

7. If you push the stick forward, the houses get bigger.  If you pull the stick back, they get smaller.  That is, unless you keep pulling the stick back - then they get bigger again.

8. The propeller is just a big fan in front of the plane used to keep the pilot cool.  When it stops, you can actually watch the pilot start sweating.

9. Learn from the mistakes of others.  You won't live long enough to make all of them yourself.

10. Reliable sources also report that mountains have been known to hide out in clouds.

11. Always try to keep the number of landings you make equal to the number of takeoffs you've made.

12. Good judgment comes from experience.   Unfortunately, experience usually come from bad judgment.

For an instant, love can transform the World!

Posted by Blueberry on April 22, 2008 at 3:39 PM Comments comments (0)

Appreciate what you have

Posted by Blueberry on April 21, 2008 at 6:13 AM Comments comments (0)
One day . . . a wealthy family man took his son on a trip to the country, so he could have his son see how poor country people live.

They stayed one day and one night in the home of a very humble farmer. At the end of the trip, and when they were back home, the father asked his son, "What did you think of the trip?"

The son replied, "Very nice dad."

Then the father asked his son, "Did you notice how poor they were?"

The son replied, "Yes."

The father continued asking, "What did you learn?"

The son responded, "I learned that we have one dog in our house, and they have four.

Also, we have a fountain in our garden, but they have a stream that has no end.

And we have imported lamps in our garden . . . where they have the stars!

And our garden goes to the edge of our property. But they have the entire horizon as their back yard!"

At the end of the son's reply the father was speechless.

His son then said, "Thank you dad for showing me how poor we really are."

Isn't it true that all depends on the lens you use to see life?

One can ask himself what would happen if we give thanks for what we have instead of always asking for more.

Learn to appreciate what you have. Wealth is all in one's point of view.

Have you ever been in love?

Posted by Blueberry on April 15, 2008 at 3:11 AM Comments comments (1)

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

                                                                                            - Neil Gaiman -


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