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Every day ... count your blessings. Look out on the world and realise that not very far away, peoples lives are worse, poorer, sadder and much, much more difficult than yours.

Enjoy your situation because you never know when it will change - good or bad - but you'll appreciate NOW more than ever by then.

Tis old age than brings THAT kinda wisdom! :)

x
 
Every day ... count your blessings. Look out on the world and realise that not very far away, peoples lives are worse, poorer, sadder and much, much more difficult than yours.

Enjoy your situation because you never know when it will change - good or bad - but you'll appreciate NOW more than ever by then.

Tis old age than brings THAT kinda wisdom! :)

x

True words of widsdom, Mad Vespa. :)
 
I'm f***ing tired. I blame this entirely on and_I__disintigrate.
 
A family friend and I had quite a meltdown today. I hardly spoke to her 'cuz I was so pissed at her from what she told me on Sunday. She told me that I lied to another family friend (a couple of weeks ago) about a "snow day" and, apparently, there was NO snow. After that, she accused me of not calling her after I called the "other friend." So, during lunch, we both ended up having a nasty argument and I was, like, so rude to her. I called her a "bitch" and "old lady," talked back to her, tried to ignore her, and made rude facial expressions. I usually go to her house every Tuesday 'cuz the other "family friend" gives me sewing lessons, but I think she might cut it off since it may have been a privledge. Shit! I'm feelin' pretty screwed.:(:mad::tears:
 
Either I'm getting married some day or everyone in an unreinforced concrete buiding should take note of where the tables are.
 
It's 1:30 am and I'm wide awake. :straightface:
 
The Owl and the Pussy Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

The Owl and the Pussy Cat
Edward Lear
 
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