you

02Dec05

When i close my eyes,
i imagine your presence right here with me,
the thought of you being near.
When i close my eyes,
i can feel you next to me,
your smile consumes me,
your sweet voice,
echoing through my muddled thoughts.
When i close my eyes,
i’m lost,
imagining your touch,
the way your fingers tremble across my skin…
When i close my eyes,
i feel the tenderness of your fingers,
as you take my hand in yours…
When i close my eyes,
i feel the warmth of your arms around me,
as you hold me tight,
the softness of your lips against mine…
When i close my eyes,
i am there with you,
so so close…
Memories never die,
so when ever i am lonely,
i just close my eyes,
and i’m right there with you …

What is it wiv you anyway?

i have thought it over and over,
yet,
still,
i cant decide what it is….

Could it be the look in your eye’s,
that captures my soul…

Could it be,
the way your hair falls over your face,
or the shy smile i see every now and then…

Could it be your unique personality,
that has me mezmerised…

Or could it be,

the very sound of your voice,
when you talk….

Every little thing about you,
is so very unique,
the little cute look,
when you smile,
and crease your perfect cheeks…

i guess i’ll never tell…

But,
whatever it is,
this wonderful magic of you,
it keeps me live through each day and nite.

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krizz kringle

01Dec05

while go we had a meeting regarding that exchange gift thingy.. we were all for it.. i mean it is a lot of fun, who wont want to receive any gifts anywayz right? its the spirit of christmas fer cryin out loud! and the spirit of pranks too.. pls dont give me any tabo nymore ok? i got that last year hihi 

i was suggesting that they shud come up with a unique code name  like their pimp name or sumthin hahaha!.. there was this site i went to and im actually bootylicious babe… *wink wink* dont really wann use that… so hard to live up to it.. haha..

so fer the name i used.. u juz opted with a more subdued mushinezz nick fer the krizz kringle… dont wann be mistaked fer a guy of course.. otherwise.. there goes my gift..

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black robbers

30Nov05

On a recent weekend in Atlantic City, a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a slot machine. She took a break from the slots for dinner with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she wanted to stash the quarters in her room. “I’ll be right back and we’ll go to eat,” she told her husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator. As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two men already aboard. Both were black. One of them was tall….very tall…an intimidating figure. The woman froze. Her first thought was: These two are going to rob me. Her next thought was: Don’t be a bigot, they look like perfectly nice gentlemen. But racial stereotypes are powerful, and fear immobilized her. She stood and stared at the two men. She felt anxious, flustered and ashamed. She hoped they didn’t read her mind but Gosh, they had to know what she was thinking!! Her hesitation about joining them in the elevator was all too obvious
now. Her face was flushed. She couldn’t just stand there, so with a mighty effort of will she picked up one foot and stepped forward and followed with the other foot and was on the elevator. Avoiding eye contact, she turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they closed. A second passed, and the another second, and then another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn’t move. Panic consumed her. My God, she thought, I’m trapped and about to be robbed! Her heart plummeted. Perspiration poured from every pore.

Then one of the men said, “Hit the floor.” Instinct told her to do what they told her. The bucket of quarters flew upwards as she threw out her arms and collapsed on the elevator floor. A shower of coins rained down on her. Take my money and spare me, she prayed. More seconds passed. She heard one of the men say politely, “Ma’am, if you’ll just tell us what floor you’re going to, we’ll push the button.” The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words out. He was trying mightily to hold in a belly laugh. The woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men. They reached down to help her up. Confused, she struggled to her feet.

“When I told my friend here to hit the floor,” said the average sized one, “I meant that he should hit the elevator button for our floor I  didn’t mean for you to hit the floor, ma’am.” He spoke genially. He bit his lip. It was obvious he was having a hard time not laughing.

The woman thought: My God, what a spectacle I’ve made of myself. She was humiliated to speak.. She wanted to blurt out an apology, but words failed her. How do you apologize to two perfectly respectable gentlemen for behaving as though they were going to rob you? She didn’t know what to say.

The three of them gathered up the strewn quarters and refilled her bucket. When the elevator arrived at her floor they then insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not make it down the corridor. At her door they bid her a good evening. As she slipped into her room she could hear them roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator. The woman  rushed herself off.

She pulled herself together and went downstairs for dinner with her husband. The next morning flowers were delivered to her room – a dozen roses. Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred dollar bill. 

The card said: “Thanks for the best laugh we’ve had in years.”
It was signed:
Eddie Murphy
Michael Jordan

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hell!

30Nov05

a usual reaction when we see our pay slips..

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contanstantly

27Nov05

by m.y.m.p. 

I knew it was there
Though I tried to hide it
The feeling just kept on shining through
Haven't known you that long
So I try to deny it
But the feeling was much too
Much too strong

Could this be love, deep down inside
Tearing me apart, I feel it in my heart   

Constantly, you're on my mind

Thinking about you all the time
I can't sleep no matter what I do
I just keep on thinking ‘bout you   

Why do I feel this way?
When I know you have someone
That you're seeing each and everyday
Should I play this game of just being a friend?
When I know that's not where I want it to end   

How could this be wrong?
When the feeling's so strong
Tearing me apart
I feel it in my heart   

No I don't want to start no trouble
Between you and I and your lover
But I must tell you what I'm going through
Everytime you walk by I see love in your eyes   

** click this to listen to the song 

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what kind of kisser are you?

24Nov05

You're a Freaky Kisser

When you kiss, you want to experience something new A new technique, a new partner, a new piercing… And your own personal kissing style is very unpredictable There's no saying where your tongue or hands will go

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

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crap

23Nov05

its been a crappy day at work.. aside from havin bad calls, my head is killing me.. am not in the mood.. i really dont want to talk to anyone… and for a change, i actually want to shut up and juz be alone, not to be bothered…i dunno why. *sigh* and to add up to that.. im in this really bad call where everything seems to be going wrong and no one is there to help me… i juz go home right now. i need ice cream. i need a hair cut. i need to sleep. i need lasagna. i need u.

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things ive learned

23Nov05

….That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.

….That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.

….That money doesn't buy class.

….That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.

….That under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.

….That the Lord didn't do it all in one day. What makes me think I can?

….That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.

….That when you plan to get even with someone, you are only letting that person continue to hurt you.

….That love, not time, heals all wounds.

….That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to surround myself with people smarter than I am.

….That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a smile.

….That there's nothing sweeter than sleeping with your babies and feeling their breath on your cheeks.

….That no one is perfect
until you fall in love with them.

….That life is tough, but I'm tougher.

…That opportunities are never lost; someone will take the ones you miss.

….That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock elsewhere.

….That I wish I could have told those I cared about that I love them one more time before they passed away.

….That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.

….That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.

….That I can't choose how I feel, but I can choose what I do about it.

….That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth happen while you're climbing it.

….That the less time I have to work, the more things I get done.

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A TOUCH NEVER FELT

22Nov05

Author: Carola Dittmann McJunkin

 

How can you ache and crave for someone's touch
When you have never felt it?
I do this for yours, though,
And the yearning grows more each day

 

I have never wanted anything in my life
As much as I want you
When you whisper such sweet love
In my ear when we talk

 

You make me melt into a puddle
Of complete helplessness
You have become my every waking thought
And my every dream at night

 

I breathe in so hard
Trying to catch my breath when we can't talk
I close my eyes so tight
Hoping when I open them you will be there

 

But I know I have to wait
Until the time is right
It seems so far away
That I think I am losing my mind

 

I want to breathe in your scent
And keep it with me all day long
I want to taste your love for me
By kissing your sweet lips

 

I want to feel your body next to me
So when you leave for awhile I can hold on
I just want you to know
That I really do love you

 

When the day comes and we are together
You will always know and feel this
I will always hug, kiss and love you
Every moment of the day and night

 

…You will never have another touch unfelt.

 

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the complaints of the penis

22Nov05

** this is funny haha!

I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:

I do physical labor.

I work at great depths.

I plunge head first into everything I do.

I do not get weekends or holidays off.

I work in a damp environment.

I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation.

I work in high temperatures.

I am willing to work any shift.

My work exposes me to contagious diseases.

The response:

Dear Penis:

After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:

You do not work 8 hours straight.

You fall asleep after brief work periods.

You do not always follow the orders of the management team.

You do not stay in your designated work area and are often seen visiting other locations.

You do not take initiative, you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working.

You leave your workplace rather messy at the end of your shift.

You don't always observe necessary safety regulations, such as wearing the correct
protective clothing.

You will retire well before you are 65.

You are unable to work double shifts.

You sometimes leave your designated work area before you have completed the assigned task.

And if that were not enough, you have been constantly entering and exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious-looking bags.

Sincerely,
The Management

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