of brief update
Crap by Wong C. MartiN on Friday, October 16, 2009 2 message(s)
of Drunkards n stupid acts














These days, the drunk comment might be overtaking the 'drunk dial' tradition of the past. Drunk dialing was fun because you could be sure that your call was heard by one person, who you carefully selected to call. On Facebook or Myspace, anyone can see your sloshed ramblings, and often this leads to embarrassment the following morning. Paragraphs about 'this super cute guy' you made out with at the club' and stories similar inebriated escapades no longer stay between you and your 'BFFL.' Instead, everyone can now read your sloppy business, from your co-workers, to those weird people from High School who you were never friends with, yet friended you anyway. If you need to call your friends and brag about the awesome times you and the bottle are having together, do it over the phone, or wait until you see them in person.
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of August Open House

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of Being Happy, Loved and Friendship
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of humping cats

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of dying blog n life
my blog is dying, I know
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of Ken Block, DC n special art
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of Pampering myself




Crap by Wong C. MartiN on Sunday, May 31, 2009 0 message(s)
of Carrot, Egg & Oolong Tea
So there was one day, when it was my boss' turn, she shared this story, which makes me recall an eMail I received some time ago.
The story goes like this:-A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Think of this: Which am I?
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed Oolong tea. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.
Then she ladled the Oolong out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see."
"Carrots, eggs, and Oolong tea," she replied.
Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.
Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the Oolong. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The Oolong tea was unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water color and taste.
"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a Oolong tea?
Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?
Or am I like the Oolong tea? The tea actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the tea, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity?
Are you a carrot, an egg or a Oolong tea?
May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
I think I'm more like an egg. Soft n fragile @ first, but as time pass after all shit up n down, I tend to toughen up.
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
May we all be OOLONG TEA !!!!!!!!!
Crap by Wong C. MartiN on Wednesday, May 06, 2009 1 message(s)
of bond & friendship
Sometimes in life there really are bonds formed that can never be brokenSometimes you really can find that one person who will stand by you no matter whatMaybe you'll find it in a spouse and celebrate it with your dream weddingbut there's also the chance that the one person you can count on for a lifetimethe one person who knows you sometimes better than you know yourselfis the same person who's been standing beside you all along
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