tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-200724492024-03-12T21:58:14.162-07:00S.H.A.P.H.3.3.3shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-14854690427820710262007-05-24T10:54:00.001-07:002007-05-24T10:55:27.083-07:00For someone very special...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_KDXXHYQYlZsAKg-xs03ZOHOW6Vu002IQ5iOkBZa7CFjIhU2AfpVmomZr6m5VtKjITwahisyp-dR4zvgr9gimm4bCADzSBwkFUCIdFyXpqPae_qcgulUOx8Z2G08z1silWPK/s1600-h/rose.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_KDXXHYQYlZsAKg-xs03ZOHOW6Vu002IQ5iOkBZa7CFjIhU2AfpVmomZr6m5VtKjITwahisyp-dR4zvgr9gimm4bCADzSBwkFUCIdFyXpqPae_qcgulUOx8Z2G08z1silWPK/s320/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068187164641969426" border="0" /></a>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-35390724562749481492007-05-23T10:03:00.000-07:002007-05-23T10:32:35.242-07:00Do you get what you expect ?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ6VqUQLlsnYtWuOkACiaRozKZxxtfgyBrlzOBYqc7pDUhzv5ogU61liEaNBglulkD6fy0lo5wdrE3NI5hp78hNOD9EWgPl85y97BEiietB4lDEYA7801sOr2XGFiPzJ7fAtLW/s1600-h/dream.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ6VqUQLlsnYtWuOkACiaRozKZxxtfgyBrlzOBYqc7pDUhzv5ogU61liEaNBglulkD6fy0lo5wdrE3NI5hp78hNOD9EWgPl85y97BEiietB4lDEYA7801sOr2XGFiPzJ7fAtLW/s320/dream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067804341321975042" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">within us, we have the awesome power to be the magnificent beings that we truly are. That is, if we can only believe in ourselves, truly believe we will find a way to access that inner strength. As a result, the world will witness our inner power as our actions make a difference for all to see. When you believed you could make a difference, new possibilities showed up for you that were previously invisible to you before and the voices of fear and doubt went away. What we materialize in life will be directly related to our expectations.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>If we expect our future to be better than our present condition, we will generate enough self motivation to do what it takes to realize this expectation. When we expect our future to be worse than our current situation, which negative expectations will result in behavior that is consistent with that expectation. “We sabotage ourselves when we don’t believe in our self” and then we become afraid and act on our fears. And if we have an expectation that our future will be about the same as our present state, we generate an apathetic attitude that will make it be just that, more of the same we have now. We generate just enough self-motivation to maintain the status. As soon as things are starting to lookup, we find a way to kick them back to more of what we’ve been accustomed to expect. </p> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">So, create a mental vision for what your future will be like. Anything and everything that would make life worth living for you. Make your vision so motivating and real that you will expect it to come into being and, as a result of these expectations, do what ever it takes to generate the actions necessary to achieve it. </p> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">We all already do have a vision for what our future will look like. For most of us it’s just more of the same that we’ve had in the past. We use this evidence of past experience to expect more of better or slightly different improvements that is. What we miss seeing is that we can actually create, on purpose, a vision of what our ideal lives will look like. Then it’s just a matter of finding what it will take to realize this vision. </p> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">The element critical to any powerful and inspiring vision is contribution to others. Any vision that is only about you personally is self-serving at best and lacing the inspiration to motivate others to take on your vision themselves. It’s also the reason why a powerful, compelling vision must be spoken aloud to inspire others. It must be spoken aloud to inspire others. It must not only live in your head and heart, but in the world for it to have its greatest impact on others. It’s when your vision is clear and compelling and lives as your expectations for what the future holds that it will manifest externally in the world.</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal">Now, you get what you expect!</p>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-32064280606764617462007-04-23T11:45:00.000-07:002007-04-23T12:00:55.770-07:00Life of jay ess, full of love...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwihZ60fVUHKDyBhvi0HPwbv2XvRoc-OfmpVsV0dhKapFkqkwrI9p4h6SJ_bQ7B2xSBAD9lJ1ZPwUG3nSThuK0peDv9HB8-n9UUgd8luh6oONdqo2GGgtj3Kqxr3WCV0uF8p-P/s1600-h/Love-105043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwihZ60fVUHKDyBhvi0HPwbv2XvRoc-OfmpVsV0dhKapFkqkwrI9p4h6SJ_bQ7B2xSBAD9lJ1ZPwUG3nSThuK0peDv9HB8-n9UUgd8luh6oONdqo2GGgtj3Kqxr3WCV0uF8p-P/s320/Love-105043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056697090848558850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">In a relationship as beautiful as ours<br />We share our lives together breathing each other’s air<br />Sharing each others thoughts<br />Your touch is so tender<br />Your heart is so dear<br />Life feels so safe when I share it with you<br />Your words are always so comforting<br />Your heart is always so sincere<br />Life would not be so special<br />If I didn’t have you to share it with<br />Everything you do for me<br />And our family<br />Shows me how lucky I am to have you<br />To talk too<br />To Love<br />To turn to<br />You catch me when I fall<br />Always help me get back on my feet…<br />I hope I show through my actions,<br />Through my words,<br />How special you are to me,<br />How I appreciate you and love you,<br />How much joy you bring to me,<br />My heart is full of love and appreciation<br />Because without I wouldn’t be where I am today<br />You make life worth living<br />You fill my soul with energy<br />For this, I am forever grateful<br />For all, eternity! <br /></div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1175950482720069122007-04-07T05:20:00.000-07:002007-04-07T22:43:49.763-07:00Eeeek! A Male cockroach?<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/1600/392922/kurafi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/320/636597/kurafi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>A cockroach took away my sleep last night. A flying cockroach was roaming in my bedroom when I hopped on bed to catch some zzZ’s. I couldn’t attack it as it was flying all around, neither could ignore it and sleep under the blanket. So, I went to sitting room and slept on sofa the whole night. When I <span style=""> </span>woke up in the morning , <span style=""> </span>I saw the cockroach dancing on the floor upside down :S<span style=""> </span>as if it was dancing to the beat of my snort :P now I wonder <span style=""> </span>whether it’s a male cockroach, who followed and spent the night with me. The cockroach seemed to be very much exhausted. <span style=""> </span>No wonder what the cockroach was up to! Anyways, I smashed it with the broom and now it’s all dead, resting in peace inside my dustbin. Phew!</div><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">But how do we identify male and female cockroaches? I guess it was a male one :P<br /></p>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1164889153808914352006-11-30T02:18:00.000-08:002006-11-30T04:19:15.043-08:00Me & my lil brother…<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/1600/90244/japs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/320/428495/japs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS";">If you've got a younger brother, you'll know what a brother he can be! Sometimes I wish if my little brother would just disappear! Brothers are such a pain to live with. They always get in the way of everything and ruin everything. They also never appreciate what you do for them. He’s always a loudmouth and snitches on me and drives me insane by getting his own way. Grrr! My brother always gets his own way and annoys us when I have friends over. </span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS";">Sometimes, late at night, my brother sits in his darkened room watching television without any sound and laughing hysterically. His giggling is punctuated by one-sided, ruining my sleep by incoherent conversations that he holds with the voices he hears in his head.<u1:p></u1:p></span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"> Sometimes he’s just too sweet. He never bothers to disturb me when my boyfriend is around: D well, today’s his BIRTHDAY! So here I am, wishing u a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY brother! I’m so lucky to have you as my brother. If I had to choose one another, I’d choose no other. When I need help, you’re there for me. The bond we share will always be strong. May GOD grant u all the happiness you deserve. May you live a long life! ENJOY :D</span><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Trebuchet MS";"><o:p></o:p></span></p>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1164474516872454702006-11-25T09:04:00.000-08:002007-01-12T12:41:48.330-08:00A grit sand couple<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/1600/802777/DSC04109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/320/422076/DSC04109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/1600/127411/DSC04107.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/320/712749/DSC04107.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/1600/596186/DSC04105.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5104/1999/320/864683/DSC04105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">A Couple created from sand on the <st1:place st="on"><st1:placetype st="on">beach</st1:placetype> of <st1:placename st="on">Kuda Bandos</st1:placename></st1:place>.</span></span><br /></div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1164042959494426482006-11-20T09:10:00.000-08:002006-11-20T14:21:45.176-08:00Alone in the dark - a run to remember!<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="200" width="350"><br /><embed src="http://www.jaheen.com/dark.swf" height="200" width="350"></embed><br /><br /></object></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Like everyone else, at the back of my mind, I always had an image of the world. The image was small but clear, distant but entirely distinct. It was clearer than a memory, less present than a vision.<br /><br />My world floated alone in the darkness. The darkness was a deep darkness, and far away in the darkness were the stars that kept their unblinking state. And among those, moved the rest of the stars. Some of those were flashes of light lasting less than an eye blink, some were long streaks of orange flame, and 24 were faithful performers, moving with an intricate dance unimaginably distant.<br /><br />Most of the stars dotted the blackness in my sky, and in the background of the image in my mind and others.<br /><br />The shape of the world, as it floated alone in the dark, was the shape of an angel, whose two legs ensconced beside me, his hands curved gently on my face, his great eyes closed and arms opened slightly towards me. All the fixed unblinking stars in my dark sky began blinkin with his one glance. Just like a fairy tale.<br /><br />Within the image of the world in my mind, I sensed where in the world, where on the world, I was. And though days are passing by, I don't feel the time flowing as here I am, with my angel, under the bright sky with the twinkling stars!<br /></div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1163583785935980312006-11-15T01:32:00.000-08:002007-02-06T10:09:09.663-08:00PINK ! PINK ! PINK !<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/pinks.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/320/pinks.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:";font-size:10;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >It’s like this, I’m so sick and tired of people making fun of the color pink on ladies that I can’t take it any more! Pink is my favorite color. There, I said it. I’m out. I love pink. Once upon a time it was perfectly acceptable for girls and women to like pink. Now, though, a little girl can like pink, but it just isn’t a color for a mature woman. Don’t set your mind that “pink is only for little girls”. Give me a break! Get this, I love this one, pink people tend to look much younger than their actual age!:P They view the world in a positive light. Humor is a tool, but it is rarely ribald. Pink is said to provide the feelings of calmness, relaxation, and acceptance. It’s said to neutralize violent tendencies. Pink is the color of romance. I’ve read that even though men complain about their partners having girly, pink bedrooms, it is actually a turn-on:P. I read that people who like pink have the following attributes: peace, love, friendship, compassion, relaxation, gentle emotions and unions, overcoming evil, honor, morality, friendship, and success. People who love the color pink either seek or already enjoy a state of grace and try to see the best in others. They are very intelligent and contemplative. They analyze things before they act. They are optimistic. All the girls out there leave your age behind, no matter how old you are, if you are pink then, you would look and feel much younger than your age! :D</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1162836993687623802006-11-06T10:04:00.000-08:002006-11-07T11:42:18.280-08:00Now you see it, now you don't!<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="">It was several hours before the alarm went off, suddenly I had to bolt up to a near sitting position on bed. The room was peaceful, yet I was terrified, but couldn’t immediately reason out why. Then, after convincing myself that all’s calm and I was safe, I began to unravel a few details of what has just scared me awake. NIGHTMARES!</span><span style=""> A dream known to me most of all is the nightmares. It is one of my most valuable teaching dreams as it shows me the fear that has been blown way out of proportion or something I have suppressed which is affecting me negatively. Often I don’t remember the happy dreams, but the frightening ones will make more of an impression and will be more inclined to work them out. Umm…last night it wasn’t a nightmare though. As usual, my alarm went off and I shut it off, pulled the covers over my head and tried desperately to return to what was so abruptly interrupted. In it, I was sixteen :P<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="">Seems like nothing is off limits in the dream state. We are open to experiencing all levels of self-esteem, all fears, frustrations, suppressed images, unknown territory, visionary insights. We will become more comfortable with all dream images when we learn to welcome them, whatever they are, as symbolic messengers of self. There is no such thing as a bad dream symbol. The most grotesque or frightening dreams have the most positive insights once they are worked out. Remember, dream images are just trying to catch your attention, so do not resist them. Seek to recognize the insight so you can move onto more joyous awareness. Forget them or recall them, ignore them or try to interpret them, dreams are part of our life and it's for our benefit that they're going to continue to be seen...<br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">Anyways, its time for me to deal with another dream. Prolly a wierd nightmare! :|<br /><span style=""><o:p></o:p></span></p>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1157821323236490582006-09-09T09:45:00.000-07:002006-09-09T10:59:20.306-07:00Birthday wishes for someone specialA Symphony of roses<br />Sweet perfume in the air<br />Carried upon wings of love<br />Heartfelt wishes I want to share<br />I wish you sunshine each day<br />To warm you head to toe<br />Peace and perfect harmony<br />To follow you wherever you go<br />I wish you nothing but good things<br />For you truly do deserve the best!<br />As you travel on life's way<br />Have a blessed day<br />May your heart be filled with wonders<br />I pray your day is filled with love<br />and joy of every kind<br />May the world rise to greet you<br />I hope these things you find<br />Joy, peace and happiness<br />Contentment in your heart<br />May u find all these spirit fruits<br />The ones that you impart<br /><br />Wish u a very Happy Birthday JaanTe'!shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1156441360813465892006-08-24T10:22:00.000-07:002006-08-29T01:13:59.346-07:00True Colors Of Our Love - Shaps & Japs<div align="center"><a href="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m25/shapheee_2006/colors.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m25/shapheee_2006/colors.gif" border="0" /></a> Our love has truly emerged <div align="center">Bright, beautiful, symmetrical</div><div align="center">Blazing with colour</div><div align="center">Pinks for our love</div><div align="center">Deep reds for our hearts </div><div align="center">Our passions, our lips</div><div align="center">Yellows for our glow, our Light</div><div align="center">Our Spirits, our beautiful Sun</div><div align="center">Blues for our clear skies</div><div align="center">Our peace, our calm, your eyes</div><div align="center">Greens for our earth, our plants</div><div align="center">Our nature that surrounds </div><div align="center">With hearts bonded and melted</div><div align="center">You and me, together, forever we will be.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">- your shaps -</div></div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1152376774965297382006-07-08T09:17:00.000-07:002006-07-08T09:56:07.370-07:00Assignment fever ! ! !<div align="justify">errrr...the ASSIGNMENT FEVER ! ! !...think think think...work work work... type type type... click click click...errr this assignments gonna make me mad.</div><div align="justify">awww... now pinki is suspended from blogging...no more posts till i finish the pending ones...lol</div><div align="justify">oops! wat am i still doin here...i better start workin...Taa Taaaa</div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1151845704130543342006-07-02T04:19:00.000-07:002006-07-04T05:33:24.090-07:00Pinks back to her life<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/pink2.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/400/pink2.gif" width="152" border="0" /></a><br />yooohooo..pinki back to her life</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">I need to THANK my frendz for always being there...for listening and understanding me.I appreciate what all u did for me...n all u still do.Thank u for making me feel whole again...for putting my pink pieces :P back together...putting my life back together :D...life is always beautiful :D</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">a special one for Da Vinci </div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1151591880482802462006-06-29T03:57:00.000-07:002006-07-02T03:58:06.033-07:00People always leave<div align="justify"><br />Sumtimes ppl cum into ur life…n u knw right away dat they were...meant to b there... to serve sum sort of purpose...teach u a lesson or help figure out who u r or who u wanna become. u never knw who these ppl may be but when u luk eyes with them, you knw dat every moment dat u r with them, they will affect ur life in sum profound way. And sumtimes things happen to o at the time dat may seem horrible...painful n unfair...but in reflection u realize dat without overcomin those obstacles u wud have neva realized ur potential...strength...will power or heart.<br /><br />Everything happens for a reason! nothing happens by chance or by means of gud luck. luv..lost moments of true greatness n sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of ur soul.Without these small tests...life wud b like a smoothly paved..straight.. flat road to nowhere...safe n comfortable but dull and utterly pointless.<br /><br />The ppl u meet affect ur life.The successes n downfalls dat u experience can create who u r...n the bad experiences can be learned from....In fact..they r probably the most poignant n important ones. If sume1 hurts u...betrays u or breaks ur heart, forgive them bcox they have helped u learn abt trust n the importance of being cautious to whom u open ur heart.If sum1 luvs u, luv them back unconditionally not only bcox they luv u...but also bcox they are teaching u to luv n open ur heart n eyes to little things.<br /><br />MAKE EVERYDAY COUNT!...Appreciate every moment n take from it everythin dat u possibly can..for u may neva b able to experience it again. Talk to ppl who u have neva talked to b4...n actually listen.Let urself fall in luv...even if it dusn't seem right bcox u r 2 young or 2 far...just follow ur heart.Surround urself with those who make u smile...laugh...n make u happy.<br />Break free n set ur sights high.Hold ur head up cox u have every right to. Tell urself ur a gr8 individual n beliv in urself...if u dont beliv in urself...no 1 else will beliv in u...create ur own life then LET GO n LIVE IT! ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...so...as u wanted am outta ur life<br /><br />Anyways...no hard feelings for u super......n i dont even regret wat v had...cox u leavin my life has given me these lessons...ya lifes full of surprises..gud n bad. Happy n sad. Face them n deal with them. U 'll loose ppl u ll gain.Jus b happy dat u had a gr8 time with the ppl u loose. b happy dat u had spend time with them other than not knowin them.Every1 moves on.thers a reaosn 4 everythin..n i just think dat u left me 4 a gud reason n dat ur happy. And am happy cox ur happy dis wat. Atleast til the end i were nice n even later i can smile 4 bein nice rite. </div><div align="justify">Thanx anyway.Have a gr8 life</div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1151483127853349822006-06-28T01:04:00.000-07:002006-06-30T01:41:40.913-07:00Hello frendz<div align="justify">For those of u who's wondering where did i go all these days...here i am! still breathing... i do apologise my frendz for not keepin in touch..but here i am for gud.was strugling with life...as usual, even dis time ive got enuf of lessons.hahaha! keep in touch. next entry ll be mostly sharing the lessons... whoa.it really feels good to be back here.</div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1140690964973068662006-02-22T22:59:00.000-08:002006-08-25T06:16:14.786-07:00M0M3NTS IN LIF3<div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/hurt.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/320/hurt.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="left"></a>D0n't l00k back...u'll get hurt!!!<br /><br />There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real! When the door of happiness closes, another opens… but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us. Don't go for looks…they can deceive. </p><p align="left">Don't go for wealth…even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile. Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go… be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.</p><p align="left">May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, and enough hope to make you happy. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything…they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past… you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying. </p><p align="left">So, keep thinking those good thoughts. And keep living your life your way, without fear and even more importantly, without hate or prejudice. </p>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1140274097695189482006-02-18T05:55:00.000-08:002006-08-25T06:28:33.266-07:00POOR B3STY....sniff.....sniff....<div align="justify"> </div><div align="left">awww.....poooor besty...Im feeling so sad for ya yumi.Sorry to heard ur sick...and Thai! even u huh..poor gals.Mihaaru hurihaa kudhin balivani keevetha? Basnaahany dho.heheheh....anyways wish u gals get well soon as possible.Damn..just getwell soon u gals.i guess we are missing the gr8 fun..shit..hurry u gals.btw i just cant wait to see your big cheeks yumi..hahah..yumi smile pls..woohooo! u got big big cheeks huh..hahah.oooops sorry..</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">G3TW3LL SOON GALS </span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">cheers<br />urs for eva besty</div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1136106886329233312006-01-01T01:06:00.000-08:002006-01-01T03:04:42.820-08:00HAPPY N3W Y3AR 2006<div align="left">I'd say that this is a great place to be, it all depends on how we can see. True we've had bad things in the past, but we know in our hearts that these will not last. If we try our best to be simple and pure, there's nothing our hopes and dreams cannot cure. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Dear all my loving friends.. may God make your year a happy one! </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/stairway%20to%20heaven%20digital.jpg"></a></p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/stairway%20to%20heaven%20digital.jpg"></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/stairway%20to%20heaven%20digital.jpg"></a><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/stairway%20to%20heaven%20digital.jpg"></a></div><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/stairway%20to%20heaven%20digital.jpg"></a></div><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/stairway%20to%20heaven%20digital.jpg"></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/stairway%20to%20heaven%20digital.jpg"></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/rosestop.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/320/rosestop.jpg" width="204" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">May God make your year a happy one!</div><p align="center">Not by shielding you from all sorrows and pain,</p><p align="center">But by strengthening you to bear it, as it comes;</p><p align="center">Not by making your path easy,</p><p align="center">But by making you sturdy to travel any path;</p><p align="center">Not by taking hardships from you,</p><p align="center">But by taking fear from your heart;</p><p align="center">Not by granting you unbroken sunshine,</p><p align="center">But by keeping your face bright, even in the shadows;</p><p align="center">Not by making your life always pleasant,</p><p align="center">But by showing you when people and their causes need you most,</p><p align="center">and by making you anxious to be there to help.</p><p align="center">God’s love, peace, hope and joy to you for the year ahead. </p><p align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/ATT26.jpg"></a></p>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20072449.post-1135356522189171302005-12-23T08:20:00.000-08:002005-12-23T09:21:20.586-08:000V3R C0MING 0BSTACL3S<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/1600/life.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5104/1999/200/life.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Lost in dark depression<br />Not knowing where to turn<br />I opened the windows to my soul<br />To see what I could learn<br />I swept up the depression<br />Scrubbed the sadness and the hurt<br />I put it all in trash bags<br />And set them by the curb<br />I found stashed in a corner<br />Tucked high upon a shelf<br />A treasure chest of knowledge<br />Thet I could love myself<br />And whereever my future takes me<br />I know that i will win<br />Because I opened the windows to my soul<br />And let the light shine in..</span></div>shapheeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03658285616628023798noreply@blogger.com