Sunday, April 5, 2009

It's not about waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain.....Life is what u make it

Cell phone vs. Quran
Ever wonder what would happen if we treated our Quran like we treat
our cell phone?
What if we carried it around in our purses or pockets?
What if we flipped through it several time a day?
What if we turned back to go get it if we forgot it?
What if we used it to receive messages from the text?
What if we treated it like we couldn't live without it?
What if we gave it to kids as gifts?
What if we used it when we traveled?
What if we used it in case of emergency?
This is something to make you go....hmm...where is my Quran?
Oh, and one more thing.
Unlike our cell phone, we don't have to worry about our Quran being disconnected
Makes you stop and think 'where are my priorities? And no dropped calls!

Monday, March 30, 2009

April Fool's Day!


Unlike most of the other nonfoolish holidays, the history of April Fool's Day, sometimes called All Fool's Day, is not totally clear. There really wasn't a "first April Fool's Day" that can be pinpointed on the calendar. Some believe it sort of evolved simultaneously in several cultures at the same time, from celebrations involving the first day of spring.

The closest point in time that can be identified as the beginning of this tradition was in 1582, in France. Prior to that year, the new year was celebrated for eight days, beginning on March 25. The celebration culminated on April 1. With the reform of the calendar under Charles IX, the Gregorian Calendar was introduced, and New Year's Day was moved to January 1.

However, communications being what they were in the days when news traveled by foot, many people did not receive the news for several years. Others, the more obstinate crowd, refused to accept the new calendar and continued to celebrate the new year on April 1. These backward folk were labeled as "fools" by the general populace. They were subject to some ridicule, and were often sent on "fools errands" or were made the butt of other practical jokes.

This harassment evolved, over time, into a tradition of prank-playing on the first day of April. The tradition eventually spread to England and Scotland in the eighteenth century. It was later introduced to the American colonies of both the English and French. April Fool's Day thus developed into an international fun fest, so to speak, with different nationalities specializing in their own brand of humor at the expense of their friends and families.

In Scotland, for example, April Fool's Day is actually celebrated for two days. The second day is devoted to pranks involving the posterior region of the body. It is called Taily Day. The origin of the "kick me" sign can be traced to this observance.

Mexico's counterpart of April Fool's Day is actually observed on December 28. Originally, the day was a sad remembrance of the slaughter of the innocent children by King Herod. It eventually evolved into a lighter commemoration involving pranks and trickery.

Pranks performed on April Fool's Day range from the simple, (such as saying, "Your shoe's untied!), to the elaborate. Setting a roommate's alarm clock back an hour is a common gag. Whatever the prank, the trickster usually ends it by yelling to his victim, "April Fool!"

Practical jokes are a common practice on April Fool's Day. Sometimes, elaborate practical jokes are played on friends or relatives that last the entire day. The news media even gets involved. For instance, a British short film once shown on April Fool's Day was a fairly detailed documentary about "spaghetti farmers" and how they harvest their crop from the spaghetti trees.

April Fool's Day is a "for-fun-only" observance. Nobody is expected to buy gifts or to take their "significant other" out to eat in a fancy restaurant. Nobody gets off work or school. It's simply a fun little holiday, but a holiday on which one must remain forever vigilant, for he may be the next April Fool!

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The Best Poem of 2008


This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2008,

Written by an African Kid
When I born, I black... When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black...When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black...And when I die, I still black
And you white fellow
When you born, you pink... When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red.... When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow... When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray... And you calling me colored?

Sunday, February 22, 2009

A REAL MAN MUST LOVE AND RESPECT WOMEN.

Think its ok to boss a girl around?
slap her around a few times and teach her a lesson?
She's just a dumb "bitch" a "slut".
No! She's a human being, a girl that deserves to be loved and respected.
Not used and thrown out like a piece of trash.
A "man" should NEVER hit a woman.
And should never force his girl to have sex with him,
thats not something you do to the person you supposedly love.

So if you're aganist Spousal Abuse please repost this!
And if you don't you're not going to die or be raped by a toaster, you're
just cold at heart.
and if your a guy thats man enough to repost this good for you!!!!

Funniest pic for the week

Read this story............cute one..........

A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroomwas astonished to see the bed was nicely made andeverything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelopepropped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. Itwas addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, heopened the envelope and read the letter with tremblinghands:-

Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writingyou, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my newboyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene withMom and you. I've been finding real passion with Randyand he is so nice to me. I know when you meet himyou'll like him too - even with all his piercing,tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only thepassion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he wantsme to have the kid and that we can be very happytogether. Even though Randy is much older than me(anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is it?), and hasno money, really these things shouldn't stand in theway of our relationship, don't you agree?

Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns atrailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood forthe whole winter. It's true he has other girlfriendsas well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his ownway. He wants to have many more children with me andthat's now one of my dreams too.

Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurtanyone and he'll be growing it for us and we'll tradeit with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy wewant. In the meantime, we'll pray that science willfind a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he suredeserves it!!

Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know howto take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be backto visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

Your loving daughter,
Rosie.

At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet,and read:PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at theneighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home. I love you!

HOW WERE YOU BORN!!!

DADDY! HOW WAS I BORN?" Junior asks his dad,
His dad, who is a software engineer sighs and replies,
"Ah, my son, I guess one day you would have to find out anyway!"
"Well, I saw your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on YAHOO.
Then I set up a date via e-mail with your mom and we met at a cyber-cafe.
We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download
from my hard drive.As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us
had used a firewall, but it was too late to hit the delete button."
"Six weeks later your mom sent me an instant message saying that her
operating system was showing signs of unauthorized program activity from a self extracting file which had implanted itself in her BIOS.Then nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared and said:'You've Got Male'!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Week end spl

A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the nextdoor neighbour. Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $800 to drop that towel," After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob. After a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves. The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?" "It was Bob the next door neighbour," she replies. "Great!" the husband says, "did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?"

*Moral of the story:*
If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.

Tel the truth you can escape easily

A married man was having an affair with his secretary.One day they went her place and made love all afternoon. Exhausted,they fell asleep and woke up at8 PM.The man hurriedly dressed and told his lover to take his shoes outside and rub them in the grass and dirt.He put on his shoes and drove home."Where have you been?" his wife demanded."I can't lie to you," he replied, "I'm having an affair with my secretary. We had sex all afternoon.""You lying bastard! You've been playing golf!"

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Don't fyl shy to say " I LUV U "



10th grade

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wishedshe was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

11th grade

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior year

The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Graduation Day. A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. A Few Years Later. Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.Funeral Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her highschool years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried.