Быть поглощенным настоящим, помнить о прошлом и заботиться о будущем. Каждый прожитый миг - это наши будущие воспоминания. Человек устроен так, что ему никогда не перестать думать о прошлом. Мы чаще оглядываемся, чем мечтаем о будущем, потому что в жизни каждого человека есть моменты, в которые хочется вернуться... а будущее всегда не определено. Оптимист верит в то, что дальше будет лучше, а пессимист-романтик считает, что лучше, чем было когда-то, уже не будет никогда.
Всем и каждому было бы счастье, если бы мы проживали каждую минуту своей жизни, осознавая, что в том числе и в настоящий момент мы строим свое будущее. Не реальное будущее, а прошлое для своего будущего - то есть то, что нам предстоит вспоминать (с теплотой вспоминать). Но вся ирония в том, что наиболее ярки те воспоминания, которые получились незапланированно...
Бггг))) Неа. Не надо ни в ком ничего менять. Не думаю, что это хорошая идея. Если человек захочет сам измениться - он это сделает. Воспринимайте людей такими, какие они есть. И жить будет проще :)
No. Like someone else said, women are not inferior nor are they superior to males. Just different. Same with guys, they're not better or worse than females.
But, if this question is referring to rampant sexism, then it sure does exist. Especially when I saw a truck with a bumper sticker reading,
I like my woman pregnant and in the kitchen.
I also laugh since I've dealt with more sexism at school than at the gun range. I always expected the other reindeer to tell me to pack up my toys and go home, but if anything, these people are the most courteous people I've met. On the other hand, a bit of my students have the attitude that a female isn't going to tell them what to do so they pretty much go the way of the politician and constipated person (neither do shit) and fail or drop out. It's a common cultural thing so it's not going away anytime soon.
That's what I liked about the Avatar: The Last Airbender series. It was progressive. Women had very strong roles in the cartoon. 2 out of 3 element bending mentors of Aang's were girls. Sexism in the northern Water tribe was touched on when Katara was not allowed to train with the male benders. And in Book 3, a good chunk of the Fire Nation guards and soldiers were female. In fact, I think the Earth Kingdom was the most sexist as I can't recall many female earthbending warriors, but maybe I need to watch Book 2 again.
Я уже и так многое в нем поменяла. Т.е. на самом деле он сам поменялся, но под моим влиянием.
Он становится все лучше и лучше для меня))) Это так сильно... он такой сильный...и это еще одна причина его любить, уважать, обожать, ласкать и ...
I turn on my nature and meditation music, get a tall glass of ice water, in the winter I will light a fire. I turn on the water fall, light the candles, and write. Sometimes I write letters to people I love, sometimes I work on my book, sometimes I write in journals that are written for my children or my grand-child. Sometimes I work on my blog. Either way, I write.
Alas I don't have a significant other at this time. If I did, no I wouldn't change anything about them. Part of being with them is loving that person as they are, faults and all. I am far from perfect and I wouldn't expect my significant other to be perfect either. If someone wants to change, then let them but don't force it. After all, who really wants to be with someone who has no flaws?
Совершенно ничего нельзя в нем менять. Вдруг, в одном месте "улучшишь", а в другом ухудшится? Не-не-не! В конце концов, наши слабости и недостатки иногда составляют всю нашу ценность. Разве нет?
To actually have him be real and exist not only in my mind.
Haha,not really though. I dont seem to want a significant other as much as other people think I should. The last boy just turned me off from dating for a while. That "while" is currently at 8 months and counting. For right now I am happy just to lust after my band boys. :)
Today was nice but a little boring. I went to the lake this afternoon with my dad,my sister and my nephew. We fished for a while. I dont particularly like fishing and think it's gross but I went anyways. I wanted to go swimming but no one else did and we werent really at a swimming spot. Hopefully tomorrow? I dont know. It's sad to think that summer is almost over and there will be few more oppertunites to go swimming.
The rest of the day was a bit of a disaster. We dropped my nephew off at our grandparents in Sevierville and drove all the way back home only to find that we were accidentally locked out of my house. :-/ We had to wait for our parents to get back in a few hours with the key so we tried to think of something fun to do. We were both low on cash so we had the idea to go to the dollar theatre in west Knoxville and see a movie. We called and decided on Super 8-neither of us were dying to see it or anything but it was the one with the latest opening. I figured we would be a little bit late but we somehow wound up getting there about 40 minutes after it started! I blame it on traffic,missing our exit thus resulting in a slight delay and being lost in conversation. So we decided to skip it and go to another theatre only to find out that after driving all over town and going to 4 different theatres that nowhere in the fucking city does a movie start after 11 pm!
I was positive that the theatre downtown would have a midnight showing of ~something~ so we drove there and parked in a garage and walked a few blocks to the theatre...and it was already closed! At 11:30 on a Saturday night. I was shocked at how ~dead~ the area was-keep in mind this is just a few blocks from the college! Who would think about things being closed in the ~big~ city at 11:30 on a Saturday night?! I mean,there were tons of people out and about but nothing was open except the bars. Go figure. In Sevierville,a much smaller town,there is a midnight showing of every movie on the weekends.
It just really bugged me because I never go the movies and the one night I planned to it was doomed. We couldnt find anything to do so we just walked around downtown for a while laughing and being dorks and having fun and talking about how great this weekend is going to be. We went to this restaurant and got online on my laptop for a bit. Boring stuff.
Okay well I am pretty sure I am getting up in a few hours to go to church and have lunch with my grandma so I should try to get some sleep.
dia yang sangat-sangat aku sayangi dan aku cintai, mamaku. walaupun terkadang aku begitu acuh dan tak mempedulikannya, tapi dalam hati ini merasa terus bersalah, mama maafin aku yah, karena aku belum bisa jadi anak yang baik serta berguna bagimu. setiap hari yang ia dapat dari ku hanya keluhan, omelan dan kritikan tajam. aku merasa begitu jahat padanya. aku ingin sekali merubah sikapku, menjadi lebih lembut padanya dan aku tidak ingin sekali menyinggung perasaannya sedikitpun, hati seorang ibu sangat lah lemah, apa lagi kalau dia mendengar kata-kata yang tidak berkenan dari anaknya. kita harus benar-benar tanamkan dalam diri kita bahwa SURGA BERADA DI TELAPAK KAKI IBU. dan itu tidak akan pernah berubah menjadi surga berada di telapak kaki ayah, buakan berarrti kita harus menyepelekan ayah kita. mereka berdua adalah orang yang sama dan harus kita hormati selalu, cuma bedanya ibulah terlebih yang lebih menderita dalam mengurus kita, selama 9 bulan kita digendong dalam perutnya tanpa pernah letih, malahan ia sungguh bahagia, serta proses melahirkan kita dah bertaruh dengan nyawa. i give 1000 thumbs up for u mom, tapi itu tidak akan pernah cukup, uang pun juga tidak akan pernah cukup. beberapa diantaranya yang dapat kita lakukan ialah mengurangi bebannya sehari-hari, membuatnya tersenyum, membantu membereskan rumah serta terus mendoakanyya, terihat kecil tapi, itu semua menjadi begitu berharga dimatanya..
salam semangat untuk mama-mama hebat ^^
Hrm. This is hard. Possibly smell, because then I don't have to smell the grossness of LIFE. Cause, is Smell even like... worth it?
The only thing I enjoy the smell of is my boyfriends cologne. Lol.
Oh, this is easy: taste. We don't really use our taste for much, just eating, and the bulk of what we perceive as "taste" is actually scent anyway. (Surely you've observed that when your nose is stuffed, food tastes differently?). The act of eating would still be quite enjoying through scent and touch (the texture of the food) alone.
Losing touch would be outright dangerous, and I'm not willing to give up my sense of sight or sound by choice. And the sense of smell has more uses than the sense of taste.
Well i'm talking about my ex. The title "you're perfect, now change" is actually fitting. She would've been perfect.
So i would've wanted to change the fact that she cares more about her online life than about real life. All her fun revolved around facebook, her stupid forums (where she'd be all self-righteous about being a fucking atheist - i hate those types, they're as bad as hardline Catholics) and youtube videos. Maybe if she wasn't like that i would've had a chance.
Defining "would've had a chance": coz she was my girlfriend right, so i theoretically succeeded at my chance at courting her. By chance, i meant get a chance to spend time with her.
Disclaimer: She's alright as an acquaintance or a friend, but she downright sucks in a relationship.
Ну и вообще, чтобы все бабы кругом от зависти повешались!!!
Ну а пока добрая фея мне не встречалась))))
Another gist I've always loved was the hug my dad gave me on my graduation, it came from nowhere but it meant alot to me,
I love everything else ever given to me and the people who care enough to be around me (:
Without sight, we would have dificulty knowing what is going on or getting around. Hearing might be a little less important, but it will greatly impair communications, especially when it comes to warning. Touch is also important to know what is around us, especially in the dark. Taste might not be as important, but not having that sense might make my appetite problems worse.
These are the reasons why smelling is the least important to me. I don't use it as much as the other senses.
but i'll answer it honestly.
I love ollie, i love everything about him, and at first thought when asked this question would you change anything most, even i would say no.
but i think on it more and more just like.... i want him to be less stressed, or worry less. like that boy isnt even 19 and i swear he worries himself ill, doesnt really sleep, is just a constant ball of stress and i worry about his health. and i can blame mysef for a ton of that stress too dont get me wrong but even before me he was always finding things to worry about...
im not saying make him the most carefree person in the world who doesnt care about anything im just saying make him just a bit less of a ball of stress and worry about himself for once every once in a while.
i love him and just want him to be okay.
I did a postcard to Josh based on this but I'm going to make a bigger list here for future reference.
-The Faraway Tree (I'm not sure when I read this/had it read to me, but moonface sticks out in my mind so vividly... It may have even been a TV show)
-Thomas The Tank
-Winnie The Pooh
-The Hungry Caterpillar
-Rosie and Jim (I got sick in Tennerife when I was 3 years old and this is the only thing that stopped me from screaming)
-Harry Potter [all]
-George's Marvellous Medicine
-The Giraffe, the Pelicsan and Me
-Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
-Charlie and the Glass Elevator
-The BFG (All of the funny words... even the concept makes me feel all nice and bubly inside)
-Fantastic Mr. Fox
-James and the Giant Peach
-Danny the Champion of the World
-Switchers (I fell in love with this book when I was in year 5. Our teacher, Mr. Edwards used to do an afternoon on Fridays and just read to us and this particular book has stook with me ever since. I absoloutly love it, and it's sequals)
When I think of some more, I'll add them =D
Lolololol, I'm lame I know.
и не нужно ничего менять - быть может этот человек именно за это вам и нравится)))
Не слушается,плохо ведёт себя,надо мозги ему исправить,))но,я наверно неправильно наношу удары((
А сейчас взглянула на него-спит как ангелочек ,может надо любить и верить...,но я не верю и не люблю!((
Я люблю другого-я верю в ...
Taste or sound, i think.
Sight: So many of the things I do rely on sight that are a fundamental part of who I am and how I live my life. So many. Living without sight is not something I would ever choose given an alternative besides death.
Touch: I couldn't stay sane without the ability to feel human contact, I'm pretty sure. Not to mention the vast potential for injury and loss of dexterity.
Smell: is what makes food worth eating, and is important to my interactions with certain people, and generally is really underappreciated.
Sound: I lose music and spoken language. But this would be an acceptable loss if i had to choose a sense. Besides, signed language is cool. :P
Taste: is also what makes food worth eating. This one might actually be a more acceptable loss than sound. I'm not sure. It would be super-weird but is clearly possible, since there is a foodscience chef with no sense of taste.
I would have to say smell. I'd be sad if I lost that sense (I loves me some scented candles and flowers) but I could live without it. I'd be terrified to go blind or end up deaf (no more music), and I love the simple enjoyment of tasting great food far too much to give that up.
The ability to sense blood from over one mile away.
No, but in all seriousness, I think smell would do it for me. If not for the fact that I no longer have to "enjoy" the fragrant aromas of public transportation.
Also I would be like Chucky from the Rugrats. Nurr, hurr, derp.
((*would you be willing to give up? --Had to point that out.)) I would have to say smell. I'd be sad if I lost that sense (I loves me some scented candles and flowers) but I could live without it. I'd be terrified to go blind or end up deaf (no more music), and I love the simple enjoyment of tasting great food far too much to give that up.
i have given this much thought over the past 4-5 years. i at one point had a job as a relay operator for persons who are deaf, blind, speech impaired, or hard of hearing, and it made me seriously wonder.
It would be TASTE. i think i could live without tasting things. im cool with that.
LOL i could give up "taste". after all i already get "taste" from other senses like smell and sight. Given that a lot of times my taste buds are not even responsible for taste i suppose if i HAD to give one up it would be that. though honestly i would rather most likely die than give up any of them. or my synesthesia. or any of my other senses
It's a toss between hearing and smell. I'd have a difficult time wanting to eat with the one, but I'd be heard pressed with playing music with the other. Both would remain entirely possible, of course, just that much more a challenge.
Probably smell. I've never really like smelling much :P I mean, I'd miss it if I couldn't do it. But there are a lot of smells I hate. Most of which are usually scents that are supposed to smell good and are sold as air fresheners or candles or lotions or body washes or something. Ugh.
to be a little pudgy cuz i love fat dudes ;) i have a fat-fetish. they need love too lol Just kiddin'.....I wouldn't change a thing about him, he just fine with me. Besides if a person is changed, they may develop a new flaw. B/c a person is a little different doesn't mean that they're perfect. No one is perfect or will ever be perfect, except for the one upstairs.
I love and accept him for what, who and how he is.
I think Candyman and Dolls did an excellent job at scarring my 5-year-old and 7-year-old (respectively) psyche. Candyman made me paranoid of bathroom mirrors for six or seven years and Dolls TO THIS DAY makes me nervous about mistreating dolls. x.x;
Nowadays though? Rec 2 FREAKED ME THE EFF OUT. Period.
But Paranormal Activity 2 (haha, yeah, sometimes sequels ARE better) and Insidious both had me freaking out and nervous. Actually, I (and my sister) vividly recall me watching Insidious while covering my eyes and cursing (and I'm not much of a curser). xD Yeah, that good.
lol, my significant other.
Now, Mitch is a pretty awesome guy these days. He does not really listen to the things I actually tell him and he is a bit airheadish somtimes but overall he has picked up his act and become the father/husband he needs to be. UNFORTUNATLY for him, It might be too late. .... to me if you kill one person, but save 30 later in your life .... you are still a killer. So for me Mitch still hurt me too much to really look at him and apprechiate the nice things he has done. I wouldn't change anything about him now, other than you know maybe being a mind reader and a tad more observant ... but if I could change the past I most certainly would.
If I had to give up one of my senses, I would give up my sense of taste. I actually know someone who has just a slight sense of taste. She drinks pickle juice just to get the taste of pickles. I would have to give up my career possibilities of becoming a chef, yes. But, using my other sense, I could find other things to do. Taste is one of the sense that I do not rely on. I use sight everyday, and I do not think I could go through the rest of my life without the ability to see. The same goes for hearing. Touch is a necessary sense, I believe, because it allows us to tell when we are in pain and other such instances. And smell, I see that as slightly more necessary than taste, because it allows us to know if there are certain dangers, such as toxic gases that can be smelt.
Taste. No question in my mind.
I need sight for my work. Sight is such an important sense for me, even as flawed as mine is. I could, no doubt, adapt to live without it, but it would be very, very difficult for me.
I need sound for many other reasons. Even when I'm working, I need something in the background to help occupy the rest of my mind. It's rare that I am so focused on such a difficult task that all of my faculties are slaved to the task at hand--they need distraction if they are not. And music is such a large part of who I am...
Touch is important to me. I would be much more dangerous to everybody around me (including myself) if I couldn't feel anything. I have a tendancy to damage things very...easily, if my senses are compromised or otherwise offline.
Smell? Well, I admit this one is mostly a preference, not a need. But I like certain smells. :) They help relax me.
My life might actually be better off without taste, because then I wouldn't be craving comfort food all the damn time. While both smell and taste can fall into the category of safety-alert senses, I find that smell tends to be a more useful one for me (are these electronics burning?) than taste (is this canister of unmarked liquid safe to drink?).
Sure, I'd miss the good sounds: my grandson's laughter, ocean waves, music, Todd McLaren's audiobook narrations (best narrator ever!), but I think I could cope with that. I'd still be able to communicate. I'd still be able to be independent. And I'm betting I'd still "hear" all of the inner dialogue running through my brain, so there would still be a lot of chatter in my world.A close runner-up would be my sense of taste. If I couldn't taste food, I might just prefer to not eat it. Or I'd go ahead and eat the icky-tasting, but good for me stuff that I refuse to put in my mouth now. And then I'd lose weight, which would not be such a bad deal. I'd probably really miss coffee and corn tortillas, though. At least I could still smell them, so I could imagine I was tasting them. That would be good enough for me.
My sense of smell would be third choice. Smells bring back powerful memories for me sometimes. I would definitely miss that. And I would miss the scent of vanilla, clean babies, coffee, laundry straight from the dryer, freshly mown grass, summer rain, autumn woodsmoke, and a myriad other fragrances and scents that I love. But I would never miss the smell of exhaust on the freeway, poopy diapers, broccoli or any number of other foul and noxious odors.
I would hate to lose my sense of touch, so it's my fourth choice. Not being able to feel the warmth and comfort of a hug, the sweet press of My Guy's lips kissing me, the sun on my face, the buoyancy of my body in water, achy muscles after a good, hard workout, etc. would be too much to bear. I am not sure I could handle that. It would be awful to not experience pleasurable sensations, but also to not know when I'm injured.
Worst of all would be losing my vision. At least with the loss of any other sense, I could still get around independently and have very little disruption to my life as I know it. I'd lose a large chunk of my independence-- my ability to drive. I don't like relying on others to get me where I need to go. Public transportation in my area sucks, so I couldn't even rely on that. And I don't particularly like dogs, so using one would probably be out of the question for me. Although, I might suck it up and deal with having one if it meant more independence. Aside from that, I'm afraid of the dark. I'd constantly be scared and what fun would life be then?