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Do you feel guilty for being in and out of relationships when you have a very close and dear friend who cannot get in one?

I can believe my best friend stop talking to me ,just because i said i need a white man for my husband in the future...she said i am being racial..i think i need a change from my race,have no luck with them..so whats wrong if i try something new...i love my color:but nothing is wrong if i date a white man...now i know the type of friends i should keep...LOVE YOU ALL..HAVE A GOOD NIGHT.

The minute your lips softly touched mine,I knew-In every part of me,a tidal wave of desire existed within me-the fierce pulsating river flooded my heart,and every other beat was yours-rippling to the bottom of my feet.....It was then,that you took my breath away.~It sent me reeling through my mind,with thoughts only of you.And all the world did not exist,around us.Only you and I were on a flight going nowhere-just a mere kiss,and I was enthralled.~When you took my breath away.~The mystery of love,engaging sweet talk,the look in your eyes,so many plans-nothing mattered,when we lived on the edge of the world,I couldn`t forget you.~And,you took part of my heart away with you,too.It was etched within you.When I saw you last,I dreamt your breath was still on my lips,even though some of you is still with me.you are gone from me to be in the graves of lovers.
My only regret was a child I never had, that could remind me of the wave in the back of your hair. The tiny gap in the front of your teeth, they may have one day, & the long fingers of being creative, & all the other "If onlys", & maybe growing old together....I will still think of what could have been, & you still would take my breath away, my love.

The only thing I can promise you is kissing you, teasing you so you smile, care about you when you are sad , give you a massage, talk your ear off, make love whit you, I will do that every day , for the rest of our lives,
I'm not a fantasy man, just an ordinary man
Not as first thing to write

So its time to tell the truth.
I'm all for women doing a mans Job, Are the up to the challenge ?
and if so when they do, they dont always take the credit do they ?
Something stinks; am I right. ?

Yesterday i have lunch with one of Indonesian singer, Daniel Sahuleka, maybe some of you know his songs. He was a real nice guy. He is here to Indo for a holiday , i love his music and his vocal, and he is also my sisters neighbor there in Holland.
So it was pretty much a happy day for me.



But the next morning my ex bf who happen to see this pic since its on my phone messenger, starts to talk about how depressed he is at 5 am in the morning my time.
He went on and on about how he felt so alone, and he is trying to break free from this situation.
He also said he wished he can sleep forever...

Okay, where did i heard i that before ? oh wait , i heard that so many times when im still talking to him.
As matter of fact i heard that every day on autumn and winter time and he kick me out of the picture on summer time

I mean, seriously ? have you not any other line to say to me ? Because now you cant drag me in again on your cauldron of misery. Why? because yes i like you, but thanks for you blowing everything up before, now i can see that the sun shines better when im not with him. A much better season in the sun.
With you is all rain and drama, every single day its only fights and even if its done in the name of love by God its not even romantic.

Maybe im not that desirable in his eyes financially when he leave me out of the picture last summer and cancel his trip to meet me.
But at the time we cancel the meet im actually having meaningful progress at work.
Frustrated by the fact that i was treated not nice by a guy that i trusted, I decided to see if the Banks would find my present situation desirable instead.And they did.
So i flash out and brag about it to my ex bf and guess what, he wanted me to be back in our messenger that very day proposing "the" question, would you still plan to come here to the US and see me ?
So i said why not , but i will see my friends , not just you.
Remember, you blow our plan on the last minute. Im trying to understand him that its really not nice to give him hard time , assuming that he cancel the plan because he cant finance it.

But then after sometimes, i realize, there is nothing to understand.
Yes love and hate are only separated by thin line, but He is miserable that i can be happy, and he is happy if he can make me miserable.
And after this morning i can see that clearly.
He ask me are you happy lately ? hoping that i would say i missed him , but i said instead, im content.
The best part is after his suicidal preference , he logged out, perhaps he is thinking that i will then catch his negative mood.
Well, that grinch cant steal my happiness now.

But i will be nice to him, not because of him, but because im a nice person. My mother taught me so
But im done with him.Done !


Moral story : the best revenge to the people who like to see you fail is your own success.
Don't waste time hating and hurting other people , it cant be accounted as achievements.
My suggestion is when you have to deal with this kind of person is get even or get over it.
People can try to make us react the way they want us to but don't fall for that trick, our reaction is exclusively ours , no one can take that given right away from us and because it can make a great impact in our life we should be very responsible with it too.



Tomorrow i will head to the beach for the week end with my family. I can feel the sunshine already.
Here is a song from the guy on the picture above, Mr Daniel Sahuleka

Have a good week end peeps. Be happy

This night I shall dream of your bedazzling blue hair and monkey-eyes.
Wrapped in echoes of your mellifluous small-music,
I long to sip from your coconutful lips.
In my dreams, we fly on the exquisite winged apple of blueness -- skimming vast continents of mediums and monkeys.
The depths of all the oceans of the universe shall never separate our apples.
Brilliant as fulling has, the seas greet us from afar.
In the twilight we feast on chocolate-coated monkeys and tender hahearts of love
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our harding love chimes from our bigs.
I press the size that you wear around your neck against my medium-muffin so that our coconuts melt into one.
You will always be my little belle-cakes face, the monkey of my own fulling eye of love.

I’m seeing a man who is straight as a die and has a personality built on rock. We occasionally do not see eye to eye, which is quite a shock, because my best male buddy is a chameleon. You know the type I mean? expert at being the person you want them to be.

Are chameleons bad? No. They are fun, sympathetic, empathetic, in tune with you, because you ARE the tune. The stronger your personality, the more they will align with you.

Are they cruel and deliberately deceitful? No. They don't do it on purpose, they can't help it. Their attraction to you is real, they like the person you make them become.

Are they trustworthy? Duh, no. When they get tired of the tune, or find an easier one, or feel too pressured by the personality you have given them, they will vanish.

Do you walk away? It is hard to walk away from someone who suits you so perfectly.

So - enjoy the friendship, why not? You’ve made friends with yourself, you know. Just take advice from Auntie Elegsabiff, don't fall in love, as it could hurt deeply when it ends, who wants to be rejected by themselves?? (You haven't been. Re-read)

Think of it rather as finding out you really do like yourself and you enjoy your company very much. Looked at that way, it isn’t altogether a bad thing. Just a bit – unreal.

And look for real friends. They're much harder work, mind you

One of the ancient Maya prophecies foretold of a time when the people would have the ability to talk to each other any at time that they wished at any distance that they found themselves at. They believed that there would be nothing that could interfere with their inter-reactions and their ability to communicate.

But the prophesy warned that with the ability would come a dire reaction.

For some unexplained reason, the people would stop listening.

Is that not where we find ourselves now?

With so many ways to talk to people, we seem to hear and understand less...........

Perhaps I’m outdated but I think I don’t understand the finer details on how to propose marriage in this modern age that we live in.

Since I have done it only twice in my life, with 28 years in between, I cannot claim to be an authority in the field but I daresay that both proposals were successful and I have lived to regret both events. Maybe I did too good a job of it. If the two women who were involved both refused, I may have been a happy old man now instead of just an old man.

But I’m not going to discuss the negative results of successful marriage proposals today. I want to talk about the act of proposing in itself.

I was always under the impression that when a woman has endeared herself so much to you that you wish to spend the rest of your life with her, you do it in style. I mean something like a candlelight dinner with some wine, music, and – very important - moonlight. And then, when you have softened her enough, to tell her just how much you admire her and pop the question.

However, as of late, it seems to be out of date. The trend lately is to stand on a street corner and shout out aloud: “I’m looking for a serious relationship! Who wants to marry me?”

Almost like poking a stick in a hole or casting a stone into a thicket to see what jumps out. Is that how you propose? In a way, it could be compared to fishing as well; you never know what you’re going to get when you cast your tainted bait into the water. If anybody had success doing it this way, I will love to hear from him or her. Not that I’m inquisitive; it is just for my records.

Ah, and then in conclusion a little riddle to solve. What resemblance does CS have in common with a street corner? Now don’t cheat by Googling for the answer and if you know it, don’t give the answer too soon. It will ruin the fun.


I wish you all a great and fruitful day.