Fine - This is the word women use to end an argument when they feel they
are right and you need to shut up. Never use "fine" to describe how a
woman looks - this will cause you to have one of those arguments.

Five Minutes - This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five
minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out the
trash, so it's an even trade.

Nothing - This means "something," and you should be on your toes.
"Nothing" is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting
to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. "Nothing" usually
signifies an argument that will last "Five Minutes" and end with "Fine".

Go Ahead - (With Raised Eyebrows!) This is a dare. One that will result
in a woman getting upset over "Nothing" and will end with the word
"Fine".

Go Ahead - (Normal Eyebrows) This means "I give up" or "Do what you
want because I don't care". You will get a "Raised Eyebrow Go Ahead" in
just a few minutes, followed by "Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk
to you in about "Five Minutes" when she cools off.

<Loud Sigh> - This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement
often misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an
idiot at that moment, and wonders why she is wasting her time standing
here and arguing with you over "Nothing".

<Soft Sigh> - Again, not a word, but a non-verbal statement. "Soft
Sighs" mean that she is content. Your best bet is to not move or
breathe, and she will stay content.

That's Okay - This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman
can make to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and
hard before paying you back for whatever it is that you have done.
"That's Okay" is often used with the word "Fine" and in conjunction with
a "Raised Eyebrow".

Please Do - This is not a statement, it is an offer. A woman is giving
you the chance to come up with whatever excuse or reason you have for
doing whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair chance with the
truth, so be careful and you shouldn't get a "That's Okay".

Thanks - A woman is thanking you. Do not faint. Just say "You're
welcome".

Thanks A Lot - This is much different from "Thanks". A woman will say
"Thanks A Lot" when she is really ticked off at you. It signifies that
you have offended her in some callous way, and will be followed by the
"Loud Sigh". Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the "Loud Sigh"
as she will only tell you "Nothing".

WHAT UP YALL !!!!!!!

about 3 i'm not the kind of guy that goes around chasing girls i'm
looking for something more serious

whaz happenin marranda

not to bad but i could be at home playing video games

and it is a sweet job i get paid 14 an hr.

(shakes jenns hand) good and you

Hey i need people to talk to not to scare me lol

Just looking to chat to some cool people cuz I'm at work and i got
nuthin to do

Beautiful
How can I show you
that you are beautiful
when you always look the other way
Finding imperfections
with every living breath
feeding yourself deceit
every night as you lie in bed

How can I show you
that you are beautiful
when you see only flaws in the diamond
and not the sparkle that it holds
You judge yourself with consequence
tearing down what nature built
and turning it into darkness cold

How can I show you
that you are beautiful
when you don't look into the mirror
save with tear-streaked eyes
How can you see yourself as I do
when you're peering through a looking glass
warped by doubt and loathing
brewed within your mind

How can I show you
that you are beautiful
when your beauty is just too much
and leaves me lost for words
choking on every thought
while trying to explain something so clear
that it is written all over your face

How can I show you
that you're beautiful
when the world is not enough
and a million voices
fail to change your song
unable to silence
the doubt that beats away

No I can't show you
that you're beautiful
No matter how hard I try
But I'll whisper it to you every night
as you drift off to sleep
and hope that one morning
you'll wake up with eyes wide open
and see yourself as I do

A perfect diamond
A stunning reflection
and a ray of sun
piercing my own darkness
taking the clouds away

And to answer your question it's both

Pretty much yeah and i get paid 25 an hr. and I'm only 18 well besides
that allow me to introduce myself my name is John and it's nice to meet
you Marie

Well I work for a company called Johnson Controls I'm an engineer in
quality control for a car manufacturing plant for Mecedes Benz

Well do what makes you happy that what i always say.......so what is it
exactly that you do if you don't mind me asking

Not to bad and you

NSC still here i work the night shift so it's hard to get a good night
sleep

Well thanx for all your replies but i know it'll get better but its a
matter of when that really bothers me I've been through alot and done
things a particularly young age I'm not doing this for pitty just to
express myself but thanx for your replies

Hopefully your right it just seems that no matter how hard some one
tries to make it in this world it just seems impossible.

Well thanks yall for your replies i'm alittle new to this kind of thing
so looking forward to meeting some cool people in the near future

As time goes by
I've found myself gripping my life
tighter and tighter
clinching my dreams in the palm of my hand
protecting them from the winds that howl around me
Like grains of sand they slip through my fingertips
first one
then another
then another
each of them crawling out of my tight embrace
before finding a trail of wind
and floating into distant oblivion
I feel my fist of dreams get lighter and lighter
I watch my smiles and hopes get carried off in the breeze
and I smell the vapour of a thousand broken promises drifting away
it's as if the grains of my life are marching
marching away to the meter of a quickening clock
Hours pass like minutes
minutes pass like seconds
and soon my hand feels empty
so hollow and betrayed
With a heavy heart
and tear-streaked eyes
I slowly open my fist
and there, in the middle of my palm
rested the last dream I held
It was an unimportant, meaningless dream
forgotten so long ago
With it's brothers and sisters all gone
it seemed so petty and trite
like a shadow of a faded image
or a memory of a an ideal long discarded
I had no choice but to let it fall
and watch it float like a leaf to the ground
All that I can do is hope someone will see it there
and take it up as their own
or that some lost heart will catch one of my countless dreams
as they're blown away by the winds that howl around me