Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

 Hi fiends off late this is how my day goes how about yours? "P

 This is how it manifests:

 I decide to water my garden.

As I turn on the hose in the driveway,

I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.  

As I start toward the garage,

I notice mail on the porch table that

I brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys on the table,

put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table,

and notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back

on the table and take out the garbage first...

But then I think,

since I'm going to be near the mailbox

when I take out the garbage anyway,

I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my cheque book off the table,

and see that there is only one cheque left.

My extra cheques are in my desk in the study,

so I go inside the house to my desk where

I find the can of juice I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my cheques ,

but first I need to push the   juice aside

so that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The juice is getting warm,

and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the juice,

a vase of flowers on the counter

catches my eye--they need water.

I put the juice on the counter and

discover my reading glasses that

I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk,

but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter,

fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote.

Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV,

I'll be looking for the remote,

but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table,

so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs,

but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers,

but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table,

get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to

remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

the car isn't washed

the bills aren't paid

there is a warm can of

juice sitting on the counter

the flowers don't have enough water,

there is still only 1 cheque in my cheque book,

I can't find the remote,

I can't find my glasses,

and I don't remember what I did with the car keys

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today,

I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all  day,

and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem,

and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail....

Do me a favour.

Forward this message to everyone you know,

because I don't remember who I've sent it to.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!   

P. S. I don't remember who sent it to me, so if it was you, I'm sorry...

  

What it feels like…

It sucks to bottle things up inside you…

But it sucks more knowing that when you tell someone something,

They will just sit there and judge you…

It is so hard to open up to someone who’s just curious about what you’re going through in life.

And once the curiosity is satisfied, they just leave you.

Or much worst, they will spread sh*t about you.

Yes, trust is always an issue.

You may find it funny, but for me,

It’s easier to tell things to a complete stranger, because they don’t judge you.

They do listen, and it doesn’t matter if they tell it to the people they know, ’cause they don’t have any idea about who you are, where you came from and what you are going through.

What I really wanna emphasize is that, once you found the person who can be whoever, who are themselves when you’re with them, where you can act stupid, silly and crazy at times yet they still accept you for who you are. Don’t let them go. Cherish them. Value every single moment with them.

It’s not everyday that you meet someone whom you can share every littlest thing in your life.

It’s not every day that you meet someone who cares, who really cares.

It’s not every day that you meet someone whom you can call your FRIEND.

Honestly, I may have few of them, but I know and I am sure that they love me and that they do care for me.

And it is because of them that I consider myself ONE LUCKY PERSON on EARTH.

Previous night when I was SMSing my friend I told him I'm in the process of searching myself and in response he replied back saying if you would want to search yourself look into the hearts of people where you lived and shall always..who love you for all that you are without any pre requisites and conditions..

The truth

Being single is not bad at all. In essence, it doesn't really mean you’re incomplete. But there are just those times that you’ll feel lacking. Those times when the nagging feeling of needing to have a certain someone creeps up at you. There are those hard to avoid moments where you realize you don’t have someone to inform about how your day went, you have no one to stay up late with, you have no one who sends you sweet messages, no one to share your crazy thoughts to, no one to spend simple and special moments with, no one who understands and accepts all your quirks, and you have no one who tells you “I Love You” at any given time of the day. It’s not that much about the loneliness or the fear of being alone. It’s more about trying to reconcile yourself with the fact that out of billions of people in the world, not even one person fought for the right to be with you.

“Excellence: Skill or Attitude”

A real life story that inspired me to quite an extent and I came to believe in the message it conveyed~ We mostly do things for people around us and their to build on their views on us stop! We live once and its for OURSELVES. (i don't mean to say be selfish, but living life satisfactorily.We need to be satisfied with out own lives, No one can give it to you except you; You know what you are, others would only see and hear what they want to, you cannot change it, so be contempt with your life, be happy not for others but yourself!)


A gentleman once visited a place under construction where he saw a sculptor making a statute. Suddenly he noticed a similar statute lying nearby.

Surprised, he asked the sculptor, "Do you need two statues of the same kind?"

" No," said the sculptor without looking up, "We need only one, but the first one got damaged at the last stage."

The gentleman examined the statute and found no apparent damage… "Where is the damage?" he asked.

"There is a scratch on the nose of the statute," said the sculptor, still busy with his work.

"Where are you going to install the statute?"

The sculptor replied that it would be installed on a pillar twenty feet high.

"If the statute is that high, who is going to know that there is a scratch on the nose?" the gentleman asked.

The sculptor stopped his work, looked up at the gentleman, smiled and said, "I know it and God knows it!"

My derivation of the message conveyed~

The desire to excel should be exclusive of the fact whether someone appreciates it or not.

Excellence is a drive from inside, not outside.

Excel at a task today – not necessarily for someone else to notice but for your own satisfaction.

Remember, "Excellence is not a skill. It is an attitude." – Ralph Marston