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.. the whitecoats say, 'any allergies??'

I always answer, 'just relationships.'

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CelestiaNocturne
23:45 Dec 20 2008

*snicker*

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Sinora
14:26 Dec 21 2008

What do the redcoats say ? lol

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Minx
16:59 Dec 30 2008

I say ' Oh, only liars'

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I left the house on Thursday, more than a tad late, for what I intended, in part ‘coz

I’d got into the films of Jason Statham, after seeing ‘Transporter 2’ the other day.



Just before I’d left the house, to get my train, I’d had it in my brain, to watch part 2 of ‘Death Race’ his new flick, I’d obtained the other day on .avi file, DVD quality of course (from Karl).



And, that’s what I’d got watching, as I drank a hot chocolate and had smoked a smoke; as the seconds passed by, until ten to five.



The film finished, it had been time to leave the house and go get to the ‘Pool, to live for my life, for someone else on a Thursday, for a change.



Yet, the plans of mice and men, rarely go as planned, so they say.



And, there right. I don’t know what sort of pressures of Life are on Roger, the team leader of the project I helped on; but this night he’d been carrying them with him.



We’d had a disagreement, which got worse when I said my reasons were personal: and, that just seemed to wind him up more and more.



And, as I listened to him rant at me, as if I were a child, in front of the other volunteers, as I stood there with trays of sugar in hand, I had thought to myself, ‘Why am I here?’



And having thought that, I placed the trays down on the table nearest to me and zipped up my leather jacket then left the church.



Since being bullied at school, I’ve not liked aggression, so when it come from the team leader of the project you work, perhaps it’s time to get out of the kitchen...

Beware the little people, who can only see so far;

they’re the one’s who feet can’t reach the pedals,

when they’re driving in a car.



And when they raise their voices, you know who

they are, ‘coz they reach out with grasping hand

and often miss the fruit.



These are the one’s who little minds can’t even

comprehend, what they see, say or do; ‘coz from

way on down there, they hardly have a view.



I’d wonder if they ever have in mind to be kind,

or, is that something else that the intolerance of

them cannot understand?



Just beware the little people, who say they hate

drama, and then set out to create it, ignoring the

feelings of others; and the mere idea, of true Karma.



So as you live this life that you have now, try not

to ignore the fact that as you look down, they’re

all around: and, if you do that, you may go far.



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