ure finally back!!!! now everythings okae! yay! X)
jus inta nick of time... of me feelin sad and being a hermit (ask melv) . ahhahas

the following qns's are extremely annoyingly interesting. try dem! hahas






Below are 4 questions. Answer them instantly. You

can't take your time.


Answer them immediately. No pencil or paper! OK?

Let's find out just how smart and clever you really

are. Ready? ... GO!!!








FIRST QUESTION: You are participating in a race.

You overtake the second person.

What position are you in?






















ANSWER: If you answer that you are first, then you are

Absolutely wrong! If you overtake the second person

And you take his place, you are second! Try not to

Screw up in the next question.





To answer the second question, don't take as much

time as you took for the first question.

(You know you took too much time.)









SECOND QUESTION: If you overtake the last person, then

you are...?


















ANSWER: If you answered that you are second to last,

then you are wrong again. Tell me, how can you

overtake the LAST person?!








THIRD QUESTION: Very tricky math! Note: This must be

done in your head only. Do NOT use paper and pencil or

a calculator. Try it.


Take 1000 and add 40 to it.

Now add another 1000.

Now add 30.

Add another 1000.

Now add 20.

Now add another 1000.

Now add 10.

What is the total?













ANSWER: Did you get 5000? The correct answer is

actually 4100.










Don't believe it? Check with your calculator! Today is

definitely not your day. Maybe you will get the last

question right?




LAST QUESTION: Mary's father has five daughters:

Nana, Nene, Nini, Nono.

What is the name of the fifth daughter?











ANSWER: Nunu? Nana? Nene? NONO! Of course not. The

fifth daughter's name is Mary.

Read the question again.

You ARE the WEAKEST LINK!! Pass this along to someone

else who could stand a little fun and a challenge

today.

If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?

>>Message :> When we say the three words?
>>"I Love U" Do we really mean it or otherwise,
>>there is more to it.
>>
>>
>>"Fears over tomorrow and regrets over yesterday
>>are twin thieves that rob us of the moment. Do
>>what you think needs to be done!"
>>
>>
>>
>>A good relationship isn't a game you play or an
>>ego trip you take. It is about love and two
>>people. Loving someone can give us the greatest
>>joy we can ever know and it can hurt more that
>>we can believe too. When it does not really hurt
>>when that person did something disappointing to
>>you, but really hurts when you see that person
>>in pain and sadness, then you know you truly
>>love that person.
>>
>>
>>
>>Loving someone means you should be ready to
>>experience heartache and happiness at the same
>>time. That's the reward and that's the risk.
>>Unless we are willing to experience it, we will
>>never really know what it's like to love and be
>>loved. Sharing love is probable the most
>>valuable and meaningful experience a person can
>>ever have.
>>
>>
>>
>>And there's a difference between being in love
>>with someone and loving someone. It's the
>>difference between a love that's fickle, wild
>>and short-lived and one that's tender and
>>passionate, nurturing and lasts a long time. The
>>first is easy. The second, the one that really
>>matters to all of us, takes work because it's
>>about keeping a relationship.
>>
>>
>>
>>Loving someone takes efforts. We have to be
>>able to communicate with each other. Nobody can
>>read anybody's mind. We always presume that our
>>partner knows what we think and feel. Maybe in
>>time we might be able to predict or sense each
>>other's thoughts but it's never perfect and
>>takes time to develop. Getting the chance to
>>love and be loved by someone is truly blessed.
>>
>>Respect him/her for who he/she is, and not what
>>you want him/her to be. Everyone is pretty and
>>special in his/her own special way. No one is
>>perfect. It is true love which closes the gap of
>>imperfections to form a smooth surface of
>>acceptance for each other. True love sees and
>>accepts a person for who he/she is. It is also
>>true love which makes a person change for the
>>better.
>>
>>
>>
>>The power of true love to a person is
>>undeniable. A relationship needs commitments
>>too. What is love with commitments from each
>>other anyway? It's like principles and values.
>>Everyone has them but they only mean as much as
>>we are willing to stand for them. The same goes
>>for out commitments to relationships, and the
>>person we love.
>>
>>"Love is like an antique vase. It's hard to
>>find, hard to get, but easy to break." Everyday
>>everywhere, people fall in love.but just how
>>many of these relationships are self-sacrificing
>>love, and not just relationships which are
>>formed only for the intense feeling of falling
>>in love? I know hundreds of friends who say the
>>magical words "I love you". but more often than
>>not, the truth is just - I am IN love with you.
>>
>>
>>
>>There is a difference between being in love
>>with someone and loving someone. If a person
>>says he/she is in love with you, he/she means
>>that he/she likes you for who you are now and
>>he/she fell in love with you because of the
>>present you. This kind of love is temporary and
>>lasts only as long as the fairytale lasts. When
>>fairy godmother comes in at midnight to whirl us
>>back to reality, we see the heartache of such a
>>relationship. where both were only IN love with
>>each other.
>>
>>But if person says he/she loves you, he/she
>>means that he/she loves you unconditionally for
>>who you are now, who you were in the past and
>>who you might be in the future. When he/she says
>>he/she loves you and really means it, you have
>>to ask yourself if you love him/her too or if
>>you're in love with the idea of being in love.
>>It is very hard to see the difference through
>>logical thinking. Let your heart guide you. May
>>you be blessed on your soul-searching journey
>>for your soul mate.
>>
>>
>>
>>Friends, today, I would like you to think about
>>what you've just read. To those who are
>>already "attached", ask yourself again. Is this
>>true love? Do I really love him/her? Or is it
>>just another infatuation? ARE YOU willing to
>>give? Even though you may not get back the same
>>amount you gave? ARE YOU cheating yourself?
>>Thinking that you really love him/her and not
>>just taking him/her as a substitute from your ex-
>>boyfriend/girlfriend?
>>
>>Friends, let today be the day you truly
>>understand love.. And I know that none of you
>>would want to be the victim in this game of
>>love. If after reading this and answering all
>>the questions, you are very sure that you love
>>him/her, tell him/her that. Let him/her know how
>>much you love him/her and that you are willing
>>to take the risks of being hurt by him/her in
>>the course of the development of you
>>relationship with him/her. This is a love that's
>>sacrificial, ARE YOU ready for it?
>>
>>
>>
>>Cherish the Past, It made you what you are.
>>Treasure the Present, It's a timeless gift. Pray
>>for the Future, it's where hopes are fulfilled.
>>
>>When there is a
>>will, there is a way..

What Do You Value Most?
========================

A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy
next door.

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man.

College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way.
In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his
dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little
time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his
wife and son.

He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last
night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through
his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his
childhood days.

"Jack, did you hear me?"

"Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I
thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years
ago," Jack said.

"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him, he'd ask how
you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent
over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.

"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.

"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in
to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be
in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time
teaching me things he thought were important.
Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next
flight to his hometown.

Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no
children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his mom stopped
by to see the old house next door one more time.

Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like
crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and
time.

The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held
memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture...

Jack stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong, Jack?" his mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said.

"What box?" Mom asked.

"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his
desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside.
All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack
remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the
Belser family had taken it.

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said.
"I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning
home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox.

"Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop
by the main post office within the next three days," the note
read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package.

The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a
hundred years ago.

The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address
caught his attention.

"Mr. Harold Belser" it read.

Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package.
There inside was the gold box and an envelope.

Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.

"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack
Bennett.

It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped
to the letter.

His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully
unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket
watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing,
he unlatched the cover.

Inside he found these words engraved:
"Jack, Thanks for your time! Harold Belser."

"The thing he valued most...was...my time."

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office
and cleared his appointments for the next two days.

"Why?" Janet, his assistant asked.

"I need some time to spend with my son," he said.


"Oh, by the way, Janet...thanks for your time!"

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take
but by the moments that take our breath away."


~Author Unknown~