Truth Is Ordinary People Can't Wait

I went sky divin' I went Rocky Mountain climbing I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Choo And I loved deeper, And I spoke sweeter And I gave forgiveness I've been denying And some day I hope you get the chance, To live like you were dyin' Tim McGraw Sometimes I wonder what outrageous things I would do if I knew that I would die in a week. I wonder if there would be certain persons whom I would bend over backwards to see. I wonder if I'd be nervous or totally content with the way my lifed had unfolded. I would. I would have no regrets. I have learned many things from many people and experiences in my life; through these people I have been able to experience, happiness, love, and appreciation. Even the painful, and hurtful experiences have been worthwhile, for how can one truly understand and appreicate happiness if s/he has known no sadness? How can one truly experience love, if s/he has never known hurt. How can one truly revel in completing goals, if s/he h

In the style of Aleks, here is Miss Krys 100 I am a middle child I have two sisters I am going to be very careful not to divulge any information that could be used for identity thieft in this list. I know everyone wants to be me. I hate feet I think they are disgusting I like watching Gray's Anatomy 24 is my favorite prime time show The Young and the Restless is my favorit show of all time I no longer get to watch it because I work I am a Marketing Assistant I grew up with both of my parents I am very heterosexual I am not homophobic I am single My best friends are my two sisters and my cuzibludin I went to private school for 7 years I loved the last 4 years of private school I am from Texas If I had voted in this election, I would have voted for Bush. Since I live in Texas my statemates took care of it for me I believe welfare recipients should have to work to receive benefits I do not condone people spitting out t

I appreciate all of the comments from the previous post. However, the without love you die comments are a bit much for me. Allow me to further explain myself. I do love. I love my family, and my friends. I do not feel that an initmate relationship is imperative to my being; if anything, me being the type of person that I am, I feel as though it hinders my personal growth. I am more concerned with self-enrichment: learning languages, studying random subjects on my own accord, and things of that sort. Those things make me feel more complete than any companion will. When my happiness is based on me, myself, and I, then I am the only person who could possibly be responsible for my failure. This extends so far beyond my experiences with any human being. Even as far back as elementary school I hated group projects, because I understood that being in a group where we all get the same grade meant that my grade could be jepordized because of others. While I understand that it could be enhanced

I spent a bit of trying to figure out what to title this piece, but nothing seemed to hit it just right. There was "I Loved Him. And He Hates Me." However, this leaves out the finality of the current un-situation. There was "One Last Cry," but that makes way for the word never, and I'm not quite sure that I will never cry again. Then there was "It's Just Different ." I had to settle for an untitled piece. Today he told me that there he thinks we need to close the lines of communication between us, and not talk to each other at all anymore period. I do not dispute this charge, which I initiated many times previously, but was unable to keep; when he says it, it's just different. I have known him nearly all of my life [about 18 of 22 years], six of which I have been head over heels inamoured, infuriated, miffed, speechless, livid and in love with him. In those six years we have infuriated each other often, but have always reconciled. We've ha

Life is a sexually transmitted disease. ~R.D. Laing~ Never have truer words been spoken.

My pastor speaks often about making a choice : choosing a higher road, and taking the higher path. He describes how just because sometimes taking the higher road is harder don't give up, because [we] deserve more. I try more arduously every day to take the higher road, to not allow circumstances to interfere with what I know is in store for me. I have even started a daily morning devotional reading from the book Your Best Life Now: 90-Day Devotional Readings . The problem is that sometimes the greater thing that is in store for me is not apart of my "wantto" right now. Recently, I have found myself being a little jealous in certain areas of my life: jealous of my friends who have graduated from college-- because of certain financial circumstances, I have not quite reached that goal, but in enlarging my vision and taking the steps which I am currently taking, that goal no longer seems as out of reach. This jealousy is one that is not so burdensome because I know that if

Chicken Florentine w/ Monterrey This is my favorite recipe. I was playing around in the kitchen one day and stumbled upon it. So here you go. What You Will Need (this will service two, increase as necessary): 2 Boneless Chickenbreast 1 tomato 1 red bell pepper 1 yellow bell pepper 1 orange bell pepper 1 bag of fresh spinach 1 pouch of sliced portabella mushrooms 2 tablespoons of olive oil 8oz. Monterrey cheese [a cheddar monterrey mix is good too] 1 Baking Dish 1 George Foreman grill 1 Medium Skillet or Wok 1. Turn the oven to 400 degrees, and plug in a George Foreman (I'm sure everyone has one of these.) 2. Season your chicken breasts to taste (I generally use Lemon Pepper, Seasoning Salt, and Garlic Powder) 3. Chop in cubes 1/4 of each pepper ( red , orange , and yellow ) set aside in a bowl 4. In another bowl mix together the bag of spinach and a 1/2 cup of sliced portabella mushrooms 5. In the Wok, sautee the choped peppers in 1 tablespoon of oil until t

I shall pretend to be a girl tonight, and blog about this new guy. For the past three or so weeks, I have admired this guy from afar; we work together. Just recently, he received a promotion in our engineering department, and thusly his office was moved right next to mine! I do not know if he is beautiful so much as he has a wonderful voice. His voice, it's not too deep, and not too high. It's just plain sexy, and I am not sure if he knows it or not. Since he's moved to an office directly adjacent to mine, we talk a lot more; and everytime he calls my name "Krystal," he says, I have to turn and look away in order to hide the oh so involuntary pacified expression that surfaces. Whenever we hold an extended conversation, I always feel the urge to check my panties--if I'm wearing any at all-- to make sure all is dry! Imagine closing your eyes, and beautiful Latino-- I've never been into a Latino before-- and as he begins talking, you feel his vocal vibration