My boyfriend's attempt to replace me with Siri.
At least Siri rejected him.
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 16
Wednesday, April 1
I heart cake
"Where there is cake, there is hope. And there is always cake."
Dean Koontz
Oh, how this accurately describes my mind set!
And no, this is no April fools. haha!
Dean Koontz
Oh, how this accurately describes my mind set!
And no, this is no April fools. haha!
Friday, March 13
Happy Friday!
Who says Friday the 13th has to be bad luck anyway???
Sometimes I forget how lucky I am.
Happy Friday peeps! Go Suns!
Sometimes I forget how lucky I am.
To put things in perspective, I know I am extremely lucky to have landed a job that I wanted, to be in a company with a positive environment, wonderful coworkers, and lots of opportunities to learn and grow.
I am extremely lucky to have the most amazing, sometimes crazy but always loving, caring and supportive family.
I am extremely lucky to have made the bestest friends growing up. Through recent events, I have realize that life becomes more complicated as you get older and there are less people you could trust. But it's okay, because with the few that you can trust, they are worth all your effort, love, and loyalty. And for the ones that aren't worth your time, well, I am extremely lucky to be able to weed them out of my life, just like getting rid of malignant tumor.
I am extremely lucky to have the chance to do whatever it is I want to do and live my life and be 23.
Although I still wish the Gods of basketball would answer to my prayers sometimes.
But it's okay, I cannot help but always want to root for the underdog in sports. As difficult as it may be to support them through the rough times, it is much more rewarding to be there to witness their victory. There is so much more heart, dedication and effort when teams come back from behind. It is what makes sports exciting, not just for the wins, but to see players pouring out their heart and soul on the court, to see the passion in their eyes, to see the spirit in every play and every move. To know that if one tries hard enough, what seems impossible may still be possible.
I am extremely lucky to have the most amazing, sometimes crazy but always loving, caring and supportive family.
I am extremely lucky to have made the bestest friends growing up. Through recent events, I have realize that life becomes more complicated as you get older and there are less people you could trust. But it's okay, because with the few that you can trust, they are worth all your effort, love, and loyalty. And for the ones that aren't worth your time, well, I am extremely lucky to be able to weed them out of my life, just like getting rid of malignant tumor.
I am extremely lucky to have the chance to do whatever it is I want to do and live my life and be 23.
Although I still wish the Gods of basketball would answer to my prayers sometimes.
But it's okay, I cannot help but always want to root for the underdog in sports. As difficult as it may be to support them through the rough times, it is much more rewarding to be there to witness their victory. There is so much more heart, dedication and effort when teams come back from behind. It is what makes sports exciting, not just for the wins, but to see players pouring out their heart and soul on the court, to see the passion in their eyes, to see the spirit in every play and every move. To know that if one tries hard enough, what seems impossible may still be possible.
Happy Friday peeps! Go Suns!
Tuesday, January 20
There is always room for beer
Read this from a digger's comment on an article today:
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.
The professor smiled. "I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers."
Link to the article & comment: http://digg.com/odd_stuff/Man_stabbed_at_York_Hotel_ignores_wound_to_finish_his_beer
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.
The professor smiled. "I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers."
Link to the article & comment: http://digg.com/odd_stuff/Man_stabbed_at_York_Hotel_ignores_wound_to_finish_his_beer
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