HELLO! Ok my blog is almost dead! My life is getting boring! I have just started on my homework in order to make my life more exciting! What a great way to make my life more awesome! -.- Oh and Tricia dedicated a whole blogpost to/for me. My prepositions are getting from bad to worse! Anyway, THANK YOU SO MUCH T. By the way, you can't view tricia's xanga unless you know her password! That's sad right! but I know it!!!hahahaha!and and Vee also thanked me in her blog! YAY, THANK YOU VEEEEEE!!!! I think I made really good friends this year!
At this point of time, i really appreciate my life! Just imagine if you were a camel or a donkey in the middle east carring heavy loads of stuff for a living!poor animals... That life is so tough! But we are humans, so all we have to do is to have enough qualifications to provide ourselves and not to be dependent on someone else for a living.
This is for your action.YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS!!!but that is the truth.An Indian discovered that nobody can create a FOLDER anywhere on the computer which can be named as "CON".This is something pretty cool...and unbelievable. At Microsoft the whole Team, including Bill Gates, couldn't answer why this happened?So, inform about this to all your friends. Try it now, it will not create " CON " Folder.Try to rename the New Folder as CON or con. It will not Accept! how lame but yeah. this is something i found to share with ya'll.
I came across this interesting short story that has a nice moral in it. Just wanted to share this with you all."A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master's house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. "Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?" "I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.
The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path." Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it somewhat. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure.The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it.
I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house." The moral of this story Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. In this world nothing goes to waste. You may think like the cracked pot that you are inefficient or useless in certain areas of your life, but somehow these flaws can turn out to be a blessing in disguise."May be some of us might have this kind of feeling, you will never know your potential as its sometimes seen by others. Just find the best in you and bring it out.