The blind man walks into the bathroom, and mother superior starts to tell him how much she appreciates him working at the convent for them. She goes on and on and 10 minutes later the man interrupts: “That’s nice and all, ma’am, but you can put your clothes on now. Where do you want me to put these blinds?

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Human’s heart is a joke. It’s extremely elastic. It could be so huge that overwhelms, but then it becomes so tiny that I doubt it was even there. It opens and closes so quick that if you are the victim and you dont pay attention, you gonna get hurt easily more or less.

It’s a big game in which people play. There are good players and bad players. “Good” depends on how you define it, depends on the group that define you, time frame, etc.

But bad players are those that will eventually hurt themselves. Bad players tend to lose their focus and don’t know the rule of the game. Or they know it well, but blindly risk what they have for it. Bad players live on their insanity. The thing about bad players is, sometimes they don’t know that they are bad. until they fulfil the act and look back.

Anh said, life is a mirror. What you do to youself will come back to you. The action you take now will definitely affect your future.

Love is precious. Marriage is sacred. When you meet someone, that’s fate. When you decide to marry someone, it’s not fate; it’s choice. And that choice is not out of the blue; that’s the choice made out of love. True love. True love does not kill. True love heals. That choice is not made out of infatuation. It must be through understandings, ups & downs, trials and failures. That choice should be made out of peace.

Life is a mirror and may the Highest bless you!

With all my Love, with all my Love,

Little Johnny then ran back outside and his mom heard him yell to his friends, “It’s okay, we can play that game again!”

“Very good, Wilfred. But you forgot the P. Where’s the P?

“It’s running down my leg.”
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The teacher had had enough. She took Johnny to the principal’s office. While Johnny waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told the teacher he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the first grade and behave. The teacher agreed. Johnny was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agrees to take the test.

” What is 3×3? ”
”9.”

”What is 6 x 6 ?”
”36.”

And so it went with every question the principal thought a third grader should know. The principal looked at the teacher and told her he thought Johnny belonged in third grade.

”Let me ask him some questions. What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?”

”Legs.”

”What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?”

”Pockets.”

The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, ”Put Johnny in the fifth grade, I missed the last two questions.”