Hi Lolette, thanks, extra kilos haha, nooo, that mirror is kind, that's why it's in my office. I hate selfies but we can't do without them sometimes...
I believe it requires some skills and for sure some good(interesting) looks to be a player and, no, I don't thinks it is easy. There are players and Players, refined ones and rough ones. For a different fish you need a different bate...If it is easy to be a player then the "fish" must be really stupid...and I am sure they(the fish) will all disagree at once...that they are stupid I mean...
Hi Debs, sorry I have the bad habit to post and disappear haha... And not to show myself rude again, I am out of here now, it's 10pm here... Enjoy your day!
No, I wouldn't like to stay at home watching movies, I barely watch television and listening to music is much better in a concert hall... I am a social person and enjoy meeting people, long conversations over diner in a small cosy restaurant... I hate browsing supermarkets, I get what I need and out... Same applies for other shops, but I like bookstores... But that's just me, we are all different after all
When thousands are spend on education that can not pay your bills and makes no use of you contribution wise, yes, it is useless. When you have higher degree but you are permanently jobless or take jobs that doesn't require special education and make you miserable, yes it is useless. I can go on forever. I am 43 Lifeisadream, not young as you keep repeating...
Experience and knowledge are not related to an age. I have a useless degree in English Philology and very useful diploma in Medical laser(Erbium Glass 1540nm, Q Switched Nd YAG -1064nm, 532nm, 1320nm and Krypton Ion laser system-520-530nm, 568nm ) treatments. Apology to the OP for hijacking the thread...
Completely agree about the useless degrees. They study for the diploma only and after that complain there is no work for them... Just the names of some of the subjects are insane...
PS Many of them are not educated despite the degrees...
No, I don't like fast food, can't stand the stuff... If you only imagine how they do it, fry in the same oil for months, poor hygiene... I can make burgers and pizzas at home, healthy and delicious...
You look quite miserable on your new photo dear...but then again you look unhappy on all of your photos... There is a problem and you need help...professional help... Don't play games with your health, physical and mental...
Very unpleasant situation Rohaan, they are obviously not good neighbours, they probably tried to pretend they are something they can not be...anyway, the problem is that from now on you will have to see each other and that strange feeling of awkwardness will hang in the air between you...always. For me it's absolutely normal to help a neighbour with anything I can, laundry, shopping even showers if they have a renovation going on. Not to mention the usual "Can you lend me an egg or sugar or anything else" thing...
Not looking and not waiting anymore... I have a life to live, things to do, new horizons to discover... I there is One for me, somewhere out there, we will meet sooner or later...but if not, can't be less bothered...
Any kind and any amount of jealousy is harmful to the relationship... It's not only about the interest others show towards our partner, but about been more successful in their job, better with the kids, brighter knowledge wise and so on... Once that feeling gets stuck in between it's impossible to wipe it out and pretend all is back to "normal"... JMO
There are sooo many people who are happy without even realising it... A lot choose to feel miserable in their own way but insisting on having the right to be happy and expect someone else to do it for them.... Do people get what they deserve, yes, even when it doesn't seem to be right at first... We do build our destiny and often our "good deeds" make someone's life more unbearable...sooner or later it comes back to us...
RE: players
Hi Lolette,thanks, extra kilos haha, nooo, that mirror is kind, that's why it's in my office. I hate selfies but we can't do without them sometimes...