School tomorrow, FUCK.Well what can you do.Well Break was good to me. Got more sleep. A new baby in my family's life. Lots of movies. Starting something new, or maybe just rekindled, w/ an old freind...not sure what is happening there. What else? Bought a few CDs. Went to Sphinx, liked it. Got rid of my hookah.Drank way too much on New Years' Eve. Worrying about un-worrying things for a little bit and then laughing about it. Happened twice. Made good money...doing more shows for my dad and even some for Sasha. Dancing is paying off. Might give lessons again. Hope that works out. About it. Might have a kickback, or something like that at my place next weekend...maybe...MAYBE. Well just saw a movie w/ Klim culminating my Winter Break. Still have hw. Gotta get to that. Peace out peoples. Comment if you want to. Otherwise appreciate you reading my life. Well this isn't much of my life, well..you know what I mean.
Gold Wrapping Paper
I received this from a friend who had a choice to make. It said that I had a choice to make too. I've chosen. Now it's your turn to choose.
The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5 year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.
Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and said, "This is for you, Momma."
The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty.
She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. "Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package?"
She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full."
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and GOD. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
You now have two choices:
1. Pass this on to your friends and copy it on ur livejournal
2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.