Turn Me On

Like a flower

Waiting to bloom

Like a lightbulb

In a dark room

I'm just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

Like the desert waiting for the rain

Like a school kid waiting for the spring

Im just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

My poor heart

It's been so dark

Since you've been gone

After all you're the one who turns me off

You're the only one who can turn me back on

My hi-fi is waiting for a new tune

My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes

I'm just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

                            

Surviving a Long Distance Relationship by Liba Pearson

I found myself crying over and over again after reading this article. The reason is simply just because, this article is a "tell me something that I dont know" article. Copied and post it in my blog to share with everyone that can say "duh" to the question of whether long distance relationships works.  However difficult it is for me to admit, I have to be positive and provocative in handling the new situation i am stuck in - seriously in love with a man 350kms away.

So yeah, take a read and you'll know why I am being "nice".

Surviving a Long-Distance Relationship Keeping a relationship alive across the miles is no easy task. Following these steps will make the job more manageable.

The Agony and The Ecstasy... of long distance relationships. So rarely does one cliché so succinctly sum up something.

Those of us who've tried can all attest: it's haaaaaard.

There are different kinds of relationships across the miles and they require different things.

Some start out that way, such as when you meet Mr. Wonderful at your friend's wedding in Wisconsin -- and you live in Biloxi.

Or, perhaps the Mr. Wonderful you've been dating for five months in Biloxi gets sent to Chicago for a six-month assignment. Or, worse yet, his dream job moves there permanently and you don't want to choose between your own dream job (still in Biloxi) and your dreamy boyfriend.

The differences between the three are vast. You and Wedding Wonderboy are getting to know one another across the miles, while the relocations take away a known quantity.

Building a new relationship is a whole lot harder than maintaining an existing one. The easiest one to weather is the temporary shift - if you're committed to the relationship, you just have to figure out a way to survive six difficult months. But even that isn't easy.

DEFINE YOUR TERMS

You can ease a lot of long-term discomfort and confusion by defining your expectations in advance.

For instance, unless you're looking for a casual, non-exclusive relationship, at some point, one of you is going to have to move. That can add a whole lot of stress to your already strained couplehood. So, from the beginning, set out a game plan.

Are you evaluating whether one of you will move, and if so, does that mean marriage? Or are you just trying to maintain the relationship as it stands now, perhaps in a different place?

Recognize that you can't compare a long-distance relationship to one based on physical proximity. But you may be surprised how much a relationship can grow - if you work at it. Late-night talks and thoughtful letters can convey a lot of what is most important in the long-term: your goals, values and dreams.

But simple companionship and connectedness is often the meat and bones of a relationship -- and you still have to prepare yourself for the absence of his or her warmth, smile and all the wonders of non-verbal communication.

When a boyfriend and I were separated for three months, I drove him absolutely crazy because I needed -- non-negotiably -- to talk to him each day.

We discovered this when somehow we skipped two planned phone calls and I completely freaked out. I felt millions of miles away from him (really, it was only 9,000), unloved, uncared for, forgotten... and I was sure he'd been hit by a bus and that's why he couldn't get to the phone.

Definitely one of my finer, rational moments.

What had actually happened was that the nine-hour time difference got in the way. He was in Israel and I was in the States and he somehow thought that calling at 3 a.m. was inappropriate.

Call me foolish.

Remember this: missing a day (36 hours in my case) does not indicate relationshipial jeopardy. If a phone call gets missed or an e-mail doesn't arrive, do not assume that your darling has run off with the cleaning lady or been hijacked.

Discuss your communication needs and limits. It's likely that one partner will need more communication more than the other. Be prepared to be flexible.

If you want more contact than your partner, try to be less demanding. If you need less, try to be a little more communicative than you might tend to be. Meet in the middle.

For instance, if he wants to talk daily and you don't, perhaps you can commit to sending a one-line loving e-mail each day, just so he knows you're thinking of him.

BRANCH OUT FROM THE PHONE TREE

E-mail is a wonderful invention for separated loved ones and is particularly useful in helping to avoid transferring your IRA directly to AT&T.

On the other hand, be careful about relying on e-mail to resolve conflicts.

The problem here is that e-mail feels as casual as a phone call, but it's permanent. The words are there in black and white. Tone, intentions and content can all be easily misconstrued.

Just remember: this is a note, not a Talmudic passage to be read and re-read for every hidden nuance, message and subtext. (Being overly analytical can be a real burden here.) If you have an issue to resolve, try to do it over the phone or in person.

You even have other options.

To cut down phone costs, try calling your Beloved One when you know he or she won't be in -- and leave a "thinking of you" message on voice mail.

Before Alexander Graham Bell ever was born, people kept in long-distant contact by writing words on a piece of paper, which they then placed into an envelope, affixed a postage stamp (in those days, you had to lick them), and then mailed through the post office. These were called "letters."

You can also send care packages and little gifts, or peruse the selection of sicky sweet cards at your local Hallmark store.

SHARE THE BURDEN

However you do it, be conscious of the costs involved and try to apportion them in a fair manner. It can cause resentment if one of you foots the bill for everything.

That's a doubly sticky situation since it leaves the big spender somewhat in control of the relationship.

With visits, alternate who visits whom and consider meeting in the middle on occasion.

Remember this: if you can't openly discuss your feelings about how you're spending money, you'll have a hard time building a long-term relationship with this person. Keep in mind that the tensions that arise now are opportunities to strengthen your relationship for the future.

MAKE THE MOST OF TIME TOGETHER

When you are together, expect pressure (whether it's because you have issues to discuss or not). Don't spend so much time agonizing over and planning out your time in concert that you forget to enjoy it. Every moment does not have to be perfect or perfectly scheduled.

Conversely, understand that the perfection of weekend getaways likely won't continue once a normal relationship is possible.

Ultimately, a normal relationship is the goal. And using some of these tools will stop "separation pressures" that might prevent you from getting there

"DO NOT SAY WORDS OUT OF ANGER!!"

I would like to advice everybody:

  "DO NOT SAY WORDS OUT OF ANGER!!"

Recently, I was so taken back by an argument I had with someone. I was so badly hurt that I just couldn't tolerate it anymore and decided to just swallow everything and walk away from the whole mess. The truth is, the subject of the argument was a minor conflict, what made the whole situation turned ugly was words sprang from the person's mouth were based on anger and not rationality. Angry words that you'll be surprised that it can be even mentioned by someone close to you. What I hate most about this is, we tend to regret what were said. Explaining to the injured party that it did not meant anything as those words are based on anger and they were not thought about before spoken. The words are just blind bullets, it does not meant to hurt anyone. But what they don't realize is, blinds bullets hurt the ones around them, and in some cases even kills them. These "blind" words hurt and injure the hearts and feelings of people around them, and even kills the soul of another human being. I haven't recover fully from the injury incurred from that argument, honestly, I don't think i will ever recover fully at all. the scar will always be there to remind me of the words that (if I may) consider as toxic.

People, think before you speak. DO NOT SPEAK OUT OF ANGER!!! YOU WOULDN'T WANT THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE TO BE HEART BROKEN AND HATE YOU FOR WHAT YOU CLAIMED TO BE MEANINGLESS RUBBISH JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN'T CONTROL YOUR TEMPER.

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Death

I lost someone dear to me today... Someone whom i haven't meet in about 4 years now... i lost him to HIV... He's the "Happy Go Lucky" type of a person.. always smiling and laughing.. cracking up stupid silly jokes.. he's the highlight of every occasion.. he made his present noticed. But i guess he carried the "Happy Go Lucky" attitude way to far.. He got the complete package of a professional nowadays.. Tall, Great Body, Great Looks, Stable Career, Money, Luxurious Condo, Expensive Cars, Girlfriends, and... Boyfriends... yup he's a homo aight.. the complete package to a doomed death.. what make things worst.. he's been drugs for years... and just now @ 4am... he drew his last breath.. loosing and submitting himself to the GREAT's calling... he is officially dead of HIV... His Tall, Great Body, Great Looks, Stable Career, Money, Luxurious Condo, Expensive Cars all mean nothing now... His body shrink to just skeleton.. his lungs, kidney, heart and most major organs fail to function for the past 5 days already.. to be honest he looked more like a zombie... Somehow when I receive the phone call informing that he already past away, I'm in content as I was so glad that he is finally out of his misery.. out of the torture of being ill, out of the pain of his body's complete failure... Amin...

He is the first person I knew that have HIV, the first person I knew that died of HIV and the first person I knew closely.. truly I'll miss him...

For everyone out there, stay out of drugs, free sex, homo sex and lead a clean live. You do not want to die of HIV... Think of your love ones... or at least think about your own death... I know I did.. I definitely do not want a slow, torturing death like his... Nauzubillah...

Ya Allah, bless his soul with Your grace. Ya Allah, may You have the mercy to forgive him of his mistakes. Ya Allah, may him find peace in Your kindness. Amin.

Waiting

What's the the true definition of waiting? Is it waiting for someone for a date.. for hours and hours.. or waiting for something to happen to you that might change the course of your life? or is it waiting for you to realize that waiting is just waiting as it seems? Waiting, perhaps one of the most painful, restless, anxious act of a human being, sitting down at a corner, doing nothing but hoping to get what he wants.. Recently, I waited for my love to finish his job interview for 9hours and about 30 mins, in a car, sweating, warmed by the sun and tired of anxiousness.. the truth is, not the sun or the concentration of waiting that numbed me.. but my worry that I will not be there when he's out that drench my strength out of me.. I know, while waiting i can kill my time by doing some other things, like perhaps go to the nearest shopping mall to do some shopping.. or go to the nearest diners and grab a bite.. but again, the fear of me not being there for him killed every thought of me moving even an inch away from the office (where his interview was) as I really want to be the first person he turns to if things doesn't go as well.. or the first person he shares his good news. Its insane come to think about it.. me the hot tempered lil missy.. waiting for my love for 9 hours.. its already insane for me to wait for anybody at all.. not to say 9 f**king hours.. and that all taught me a lesson.. waiting does not torture you.. what makes you wait is the torture.. the thoughts.. the intention and the purpose.. what you feel while waiting is the needle.. and waiting is simply the drug.. sigh.. will i wait again.. we'll WAIT and see..

ahahaks..

Quitting My Job - Crazy or Smart?

I've tendered my resignation last Wednesday... of course my bosses are not happy about it.. but i am.. Its really a tough call, the reason why I quit my job is because i stumbled across a chance of doing my own business. MY own company... how cool is that.. the dilemma is, what if the business went down? am i crazy to quit my job and pursuit my dream of having a business.. indefinite I've done my ground work, did my research and registered my company, but somehow there are still people in my life not having the same confidence in me as i have for myself.. Again.. am i crazy or just darn too brave and stubborn to listen to them to build my own freaking business.. Or.. just too smart?

hehehe.. I think I'll let my business to be the judge..

The New Happy Me

When people said the person "you're meant to be with is sometimes just in front of you..." I always laugh and decided to not to believe that old stupid statements. But recently, something happened, again I got involved in a relationship... with the most unlikely person in the while wide world - my best friend. Its a big leap of decision for me to make, BIG risk for me to take, and especially BIG sacrifices for me to think about. I'm gambling everything now, my comfort, my time and my friendship. If i lost him, I'll lost my love AND my best friend. The issue on whether should we or should we not date our best friend has been opened long for dialog and discussion, and again mystery always wins... There's no firm answer to this question. The what if will always come and torment the very peaceful mind, when it concerns this issue. If I were to lose him, I'll lose both my love and my Best friend, but if I don't, I'll be the luckiest bitch in the world, I'll get to keep both, my love AND my best friend... Well, i guess I just need to keep my finger crossed, pray hard, and maintain calmness in this relationship... Somehow I wish I am that lucky bitch... keeping both relationships... Whatever it is... year 2007 sees the happy version of me... Yes... Thank God, I am now finally happy... to my beloved boyfriend, thank you for accepting me the way i am, the way I've always been the bad and the best... To my best friend (who happened to be the same guy) You're still the BEST! Amin... :P

How Could An Angle Break My Heart

I heard he sang a lullaby
I heard he sang it from his heart
When I found out thought I would die, because that lullaby was mine
I heard he sealed it with a kiss
He gently kissed her cherry lips
I found that so hard to believe, because his kiss belonged to me

How could an angel break my heart
Why didn't he catch my falling star
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart

I heard her face was white as rain
Soft as a rose that blooms in May
He keeps her picture in a frame
And when he sleeps, he calls her name
I wonder if she makes him smile, the way he used to smile at me
I hope she doesn't make him laugh, because his laugh belongs to me

Oh my soul is dying, it's crying
I'm trying to understand
Please help me

ART

                                     

                                           

Art.. There's nothing stronger to prove God's Greatness

Bitch

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