A computer lets you make more mistakes faster than any invention in human history - with the possible exceptions of handguns and tequila.

Actually I never make a mistake, because it takes a huge effort for me to make a mistake.

A man in love mistakes a pimple for a dimple.

Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.

By ignorance we mistake, and by mistakes we learn.

Experience teaches slowly, and at the cost of mistakes.

Football is a mistake. It combines the two worst elements of American life. Violence and committee meetings.

He is always right who suspects that he makes mistakes.

He that counts his friend's mistakes will be abandoned by him.

He who covers up his mistakes intends to make some more.

He who knows much makes many mistakes.

In general, pride is at the bottom of all great mistakes.

Man loves his own mistakes.

Mistake, error, is the discipline through which we advance.

Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.

Never point out the mistakes of another with a dirty finger.

Old mistakes need more friends than new truths.

Only he who does nothing makes a mistake.

The earth will cover the doctor's mistakes.

The fast talker makes mistakes.

The man who never makes a mistake always takes orders from one who does.

The mistakes of others are good teachers.

The rich man makes mistakes and the poor men get the blame.

Victory goes to the player who makes the next-to-last mistake.

Wise men learn by other men's mistakes, fools by their own.

Your friend will swallow your mistakes, your enemy will present them on a plate.

By Jimmy Kerr

Page three traditionally features semi-naked women, but there was only one boob in today's Paisley Daily Express, a howler by Terry Kelly, Labour Councillor for Ward Four. It's hardly the first time he's been mentioned at branch, but this time he was getting pelters from "a concerned member of the public" for apparently advocating the murder of the Royal Family. The article also mentions previous blunders like refering to the Mormon Church as the Moron Church and slagging off fellow councillors, by comparing them to characters in The Nativity.

The blog isn't as bad as the article makes out, but it is full of pointless rants. There is no serious analysis of anything and it's clear from the various replies that some people take great pleasure in winding Terry up. To make matters worse, instead of ignoring and deleting these comments, Terry makes himself look daft by responding and sometimes the exchanges can be hilarious. These exchanges threw up a host of anti-Terry Kelly sites and posts and at one point there was almost a thriving industry in Terry Bashing, although things have been a little quieter since a former Tory candidate was outed for some viscious posts, really tearing into Terry and his daughter, former Councillor Rayleen Kelly.

I have to confess to a small chuckle up my sleeve now and then at some of the things said about Terry and Rayleen, mostly because the two of them are never shy in firing the old blunderbus now and then. Casualties have been as wide and varied as Sean Connery, women, random members of the public, the SNP and of course the SSP. 

In 2004 the councillor was reported to the standards commission which found  -

"at the end of the meeting of Renfrewshire Council on 29 January 2004, Councillor Kelly approached the principal complainant, Mr Patrick, in a threatening and intimidating manner; and swore.

 Councillor Kelly failed to show leadership and example or to maintain and strengthen public trust and confidence in the integrity of the Council and its councillors in conducting business and failed to respect a member of the public present within the chamber, and, in so doing, he has breached the Councillors' Code of Conduct"

Here are some of my favourite Terry Kelly quotes:

"My ! Political awareness ? Good god man what kind of an idiot are you ?"  TK's response to a minor disagreement about the Berlin Wall.

"they [SNP/LibDem Council] are cowards and they have betrayed the people of South Primary" A righteous comment, if Labour hadn't closed Craigilea and Ferguslie and attempted to close Todholm.

"you are a sanctimonious pompous creep" A row about Alex Salmond

"There is a degree of naivety or dishonesty or maybe it’s sycophancy about people like you which is quite disturbing"  Talking about the Falklands.  

"Devolution was a huge mistake and Holyrood is a farce (think about the SSP) but we are now stuck with it"  Oh waitaminute pal! 

"You are a pompous ass. I have valued and enjoyed nature and wildlife for over 50 yrs. you display breathtaking arrogance and stupidity" An argument about Bill Oddie?????

"you are similar to something which we sometimes find sticking to our shoes"  Someone disagreed with TK on the ice rink closure.

Although it is funny that we have the likes of Terry to keep people entertained, we must remember that this is an elected official, charged with a duty to serve the public. As a branch we could gain political capital and we might even be doing the public a favour if we mounted collective effort directed at exposing Terry's propensity for putting his foot in it.

Now, as you may or may not know, SGI sells top of the line computers used in many different industries. On average, they're about three times as expensive as personal PCs and are meant to be used by professionals in the industries they're used in.

Anyway, the following call came in:

Customer: "I just received an Onyx yesterday, and I tried to set it up today and it doesn't work."
Tech Support: "It just doesn't boot up?"
Customer: "It doesn't even turn on. I see nothing on the screen, and the fan doesn't even turn on in the back of the system."
Tech Support: "Is the monitor functioning? Is there a little green light in the lower right corner of the monitor?"
Customer: "Yes, there is."
Tech Support: "Ok, is the computer plugged in?"
Customer: (irritated) "Look, I think I know how to set up a system. I'm a college graduate, you know."
Tech Support: "Ok, let me finish typing up this report, and I'll send it off. You will get a reply within one business day."
Customer: (exasperated) "Thank you. Geez, I mean I paid a huge amount of money for this computer. The least you people can do it make sure it works before sending it to me!"
Customer: "I mean, to add to the poor quality control, you even sent me one extra power cord."
Tech Support: "One extra cord?"
Customer: "Yes, it looks just the one I used to plug in the monitor and computer, but that's all you sent to me. I have no use for this other one."
At this point, I thought I should inquire a little more...but use a bit of tact to do so.

Tech Support: "Sir, can you double check the serial number on the back of your computer?"
Customer: "On the back of the computer?"
Tech Support: "Yes, sir."
Customer: (sigh) "All right, all right, hold on..."
I heard a few muffled grunts as he crawled over his desk to see the back of the computer. He repeated the serial number from the sticker. I didn't bother to verify it.

Tech Support: "Thank you, sir. Oh, by the way, can you check to see if the computer is plugged in?"
Dead silence. I could just picture the man's face when he realized that the computer was never plugged in in the first place and that the "extra" power cord he was holding in his hand was for the computer. I didn't wait for a response from him. I thanked him for calling, hung up, and closed the case.

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Who would have guessed right?

I mean, me and my dudes here at school entered college ready to crush some tang, and we fully expected to find some respectable women willing to get their tang crushed.

And we did...sort of.

The only problem is, it seems a ridiculously large portion of female society (i.e. more than one) loves only one thing more than some throbbing D on a drunken weekend night: coloring.

Imagine my surprise as I brought another lovely young butterhead back to my room to celebrate my erection, only for her to stop before the champagne bottle popped and blurt out the most absurd 4AM sentence I've ever heard, "Can I color? Do you want to color? I love coloring! Lets color!" When I first experienced this bullshit, I thought maybe a dude had just found himself a wacko.

I'm sure you've met the type.

It's not like I had a scouting report on this chick before I brought her in for a tryout, so I chalked this pathetic performance up to bad luck. Certainly my dudes would love to hear the tale of the rogue bitch with a coloring fetish, so the night wasn't a total waste.

Problem is, chick wasn't a rogue at all. In fact, I suspect her forces may be deeper and stronger than any sane human being would have ever guessed.

Why? Because shit happened again!

Ohh don't worry, shit didn't happen to me again. I mean, if that shit went down, a dude is smart enough to realize the only constant in that equation. Naw, instead it was my main dude who caught himself some wild Snapper if you catch my drift.

Sitting in this chicks room, smiling to himself as he closed in on a successful night, the unimaginable happened. "Can I color? Do you want to color? I love coloring! Lets color!" Dear Jesus. My dude couldn't even control his laughter, as karma came back to bite his bitch ass for taking shots at me for my clown. Now he had himself a ticket to the carnival. Damn.

I think it should be pretty motherfucking clear just how wrong and unacceptable this crazed behavior is. Above all else, it puts a dude's junk at risk:

So, ladies, next time you think its cool to take your man to the top of the first hill on the pleasure coaster and then toss his ass off the side headfirst onto the coloring booth below, just remember...

Bitch, that's a mistake!

My boss wasn't so much upset because I hadn't done what he asked (though I'm sure that's part of it) but moreso because I hadn't communicated to him that I didn't have time (or didn't want to take the time) to do it. If I was too overwhelmed with work, he could reassign the task to someone else who could get the job done. Since he always assumed everything was fine, the task went unfinished for months.

Of course, I should've known better than to think it was acceptable to leave a task unfinished for three months. I'm not even sure what I was thinking. My boss certainly had a right to be upset with me. Usually, though, my boss forgives and forgets pretty quickly; by the end of the day, everything between us is back to normal. But not this time. Even though I did finally finish what he asked of me, I think he doesn't trust me at all anymore.

It's very difficult to gauge how he feels now. We haven't had a chance to go to lunch together all week (maybe he doesn't want to, or maybe he's just been busy), and our communication has been minimal. Our after-work meetings are brief and contain no friendly banter. He was out of the office for two and a half days on a business trip, and I had almost no contact with him (usually he at least calls or emails me to ask if everything is okay). I really feel like he's giving me the cold shoulder, only talking to me when it's absolutely necessary for work.

It's been kind of a rough week. With the economy having one of its worst weeks ever, my sales have been down. That coupled with my strained relationship with my boss makes for a very stressful work environment. I'm really not looking forward to tomorrow morning.

The scientific reality explains the religious mystery of all the centuries, and the accurate translation of the meaning of our dreams reveals to us the existence of a wise and saintly unconscious mind in our own psyche, which tries to help us fight against the wild part of our conscience, sending us important dream messages.

The e-book “Dead People in Dreams” was created after my summer offer of free dream translation and psychotherapy, using the example of dreams from contributors, besides many of my own dreams, since they revealed to me the reason why many of my friends and relatives had to die while they were still young.

This is knowledge that can be acquired only through the scientific method of dream interpretation. However, we have already verified in many cases that all the information we receive in dreams is objective and real. Therefore we can trust the unconscious mind that produces our dreams.

Relating the knowledge given in dreams with various scientific discoveries in many different fields, which happened at the end of the last century, I could verify that the materialistic conception of this époque had many unexplained aspects.

I understood then that only by abandoning the materialistic mentality and accepting to give value to several metaphysic observations I would discover the unknown truth about the human nature and the meaning of life and death.

This decision was quite dangerous for many reasons, especially because I would have to face the atheistic mentality of the scientific world and of the hypocritical society of our time, which pretends to be religious while there is real faith neither in its spirit nor in its selfish behavior.

There is no real faith even inside the Church or inside the most supposed sensitive human hearts.

Man believes in the existence of God doubting it at the same time, while following the behavior pattern of Satan.

The astonishing scientific discoveries of the last century in the fields of biology and astronomy proved to the world that the human being is simply a descendent of primates and that the existence of many stages of transformation justifies the human evolution.

The unknown of space was approached and the moon stopped being romantic, after the first steps of man on this natural satellite of Earth.

Everything suddenly could be explained and understood. We had no need of the existence of any superior being. Everything could be scientifically justified through research that revealed to us the cause for the appearance of each observed phenomenon on our planet.

The human being felt that he himself was God!

However, the horrors of human life in a world governed by terrorism, violence and immorality provoked much damage to the spirit of humanity.

The well-explained phenomena at a certain point needed more explanations that could not be given, and many false conclusions stepped on the contradictory truth that could not agree with them.

Today, the answers found for all the questions that silently remained without answer, clearly reveal to the world that nothing could begin on Earth because our planet is too young, and nothing could be transformed here if it had not been prepared to evolve.

Therefore, we need indispensably to admit the existence of a superior brain that organized the functionalism of nature and prepared the programs of development of each organism, determining a priori their level of evolution and their limitations.

Only because the human being is an idiot, since the biggest part of his brain is still in a primitive stage, can he not accept the idea of being inferior to God, and only because he is so evil that he could be named Satan, he hates the idea of being religious, calm, pacific, and obey to the wise directions of the most developed existent human conscience, which reached sanctity and perfection, and is the only one that can save him from craziness and despair with its wisdom.   

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Many people often compare about the available operating systems(Mac, Windows, Linux). We all know linux is the best in

1. Hardware support

2. Security

3. Stable and Mature software (bcos of open source phenomena)

If you ask people to switch to linux or Mac, the immediate reason any guy would say is "they dont have games". In a way they are right. Lets consider this case with age perspective. when you ask a teenager to use linux, he would "go man! i dont have games in it. I want windows and i have awesome games in it". If you ask the same thing to a guy, he would say, "yes i know linux is stable and has good hardware support, but i am used to some apps like adobe CS and several others..so i would try but i dont think i will switching anytime soon".

Now, Linux has very good alternatives to most of the windows apps. Some are in development stage and soon will become mature for people to use.But what about games.Big  Game developers like EA wont ever do games for nothing in linux. for that reason they have been doing game software in windows platform. I am sure that game industry for linux will take a long time to get matured.

But these days, Microsoft is investing heavily in XBox. what that means is that there is a seperate platform dedicated to games other than windows. so, there is a high possiblity that game programmers will do a lot of games for those game consoles leaving windows behind.So many people(other than those game developers..cos microsoft would have given the game building tools to work in windows alone)will buy a XBox or any other game console for playing games and will look to switch to a more stable platform..Linux, for office and other commercial use. By this Linux will definetly have a great way to increase its desktop market share in then near future. It will lead to common people switching to linux platform.

Is this not a mistake on Microsoft's part ?

Cheers.

He says something.

I respond with what I see as an "amusing/humourous" comment.

He gets a bit defensive.

I try to explain, but he doesn't understand.

Then, I give up, and tell him, Fine, just think whatever you want, you're right, I'm wrong.

Cue Moments with Zioncross, hey?

So I feel hurt (key word here being "feel") and I mention it.

He turns around and lays it out from his point of view -- which obviously shows me, clear as day, that I'm the insulting party here.

I attempt once more to re-explain, then give up. What's the point? I tell him to think whatever he wants.

He (sarcastically) thanks me for dismissing him, and goes offline immediately.

I proceed to slap myself in the face and generally beat myself up.

Things shouldn't be this way, he's not Zion and hasn't given me shit like he did. But here I am giving him the shits. It hurts both of us because we sometimes don't communicate on the same wavelength and I don't realize it till the damage's been done. I'd like to tell him I'm really sorry, but I don't know how to explain. Perhaps my sense of humour is just too warped...

I almost wish Wednesday would come sooner still. I feel unbearably lonely when this keeps happening, over and over -- entirely because it's my fault.

"How would you react if a sudden fire flared up on the front of the building?" asked the fire chief.

"Break out a fire hose and start spraying it, chief." answered the new firefighter.

"How would you react if another fire flared up in the back of the building?" asked the fire chief.

"Break out another fire hose and start spraying it, chief." answered the new firefighter.

"And if another huge fire flared up in the basement, how would you react?" asked the fire chief.

"Break out another fire hose." answered the new firefighter.

"Now wait a minute, son," said the fire chief. "Where are all these fire hoses coming from?"

The new firefighter answered, "The same place where all of the fires are coming from, chief."

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That Big Mac? I payed for it.

That apple pie? My money again.

The gas it took for me to drive all the way to your house just to listen to you nagging me for twenty minutes on the way to McDonalds about how I'm too broke to take you to Red Lobster? I siphoned that shit myself!

So how come the second I start making some real change, the only change you make is switching from "your paycheck ain't enough!" to "our butler came by today and asked for a raise!"

You see me calling the only thing you contribute to the relationship, "our pussy?" Naw, I try to keep it respectful and call it your cock socket. And this is the thanks I get?

Listen, how bout this...

You get ourselves a job and pay our bills.

Don't want to? Fine. Just remember, next time you feel an O in your throat that you want to spit out and it wasn't just me emptying a nut clip...

Bitch, that's a mistake!

Ballot blunder: Barack 'Osama' on Rensselaer county ballots

And another local news station just published their story NBC WNYT Channel 13:
Barack Osama? Hundreds of absentee ballots go out with wrong name.
Barack Osama?

That's the name that appears on the ballot mailed out to hundreds of voters in Rensselaer County.

The ballots in question are absentee ballots. The board of elections calls it simply, a typo.

If it is a typo, it's a dozy. "B" and "S" are not very close to each other on the standard keyboard.

The error also plays into a theme that is going through this presidential campaign-questioning Obama's religion and ethnic background.

So let's try to clear up the confusion. The Democrat running for President is Barack Obama. Not to be confused with anyone named Osama like that guy who supposedly has been Masterminding Al-Queda from a cave in Afghanistan for the last seven years.

They're still pretty confused about all this in Rensselaer County, where the theoretically bi-partisan Board of Elections managed to print and distribute at least 300 absentee ballots listing the Presidential candidate as Barack Osama.

Democratic Party Chairman Tom Wade isn't very happy about the error although he doesn't think it's going to do much permanent damage. On this last day of voter registration, at a time when the operation of their office is clearly in question, neither the Democratic Commissioner Ed McDonough nor the Republican Larry Bugbee was willing to face our camera and answer questions about the screw-up. Instead leaving a brief statement calling it a typographical error that was not deliberate and claiming they will continue to fairly manage the upcoming General Election.

Because the commissioners ducked our reporting, we can't tell you what they've done to make sure that the erroneous ballots aren't voted and that all of the bad ones are recalled.

Their statement doesn't say anything about that.

Explore the universe like never before in Art Style: ORBIENT. Take control of gravity and antigravity to carefully maneuver your small star through 50 stages set in multiple galaxies. Collide with other stars to absorb them and make your own star expand in size, or capture the stars in your orbit and have them become your satellites. Space isn't empty though, and you'll have to avoid bumping into obstacles or getting pulled into a black hole. If you feel like relaxing while still being challenged, this is the game for you—its combination of simple controls, atmospheric sound, and unique environment make for an experience unlike any other!

Games in the Art Style series feature elegant design, polished graphics, and pick-up-and-play controls, creating an experience focused purely on fun and engaging game play.

Wii Points: 600

Credited to Nintendo.com

Midnight Bowling

Plunge directly into the trendy and electric atmosphere of Midnight Bowling! With awesome playing sensations, prepare for ultra-fun gaming thanks to a new physics engine that lets you control your throws precisely and easily with your Wii Remote controller and make spectacular spins that will impress your opponents! Face up to three friends in the fun party mode, where your playing abilities will be put to the test! Whatever your level, launch yourself into the immersive career mode, where you will play in the trendiest bowling spots of the planet against charismatic characters that will give you a run for your money!

Wii Points: 800

Credited to Nintendo.com

MadStone

Time is short… The earth trembles as the forces of nature stir and grow restless. Can you turn the tide? In this dynamic puzzle game, you must clear the path for your elemental MadStones to reach the bottom of the screen. Blocks can be broken by striking them directly or by the force of falling objects. The novice tries frantically to break enough blocks, while the master sets up cascading collapses with only a handful of direct strikes. As two sides struggle for domination, titanic forces build—only to be unleashed in an earth-shaking final confrontation! Experience the mystical single-player journey, or challenge a friend in competitive two-player mode.

Wii Points: 800

Credited to Nintendo.com

Tak: Mojo Mistake

Tak finds himself exhausted from trying to help everyone in his village. He decided to use his Juju magic to create little helpers called Hackies. But when these little critters became unruly and then unexpectedly multiplied into hundreds, they invaded both the Pupununu village and the Juju realm causing havoc and devastation. Now Tak must do all he can to get rid of the troublemakers and restore balance to both worlds!

* Cast spells and mix alchemical ingredients using the touch screen!
* Flip the DS sideways to play in the magical Juju realm
* Share ingredients with other players to create special spell "recipes"
* Dodge Ball Mini Game — Use the stylus to throw balls to defeat the Cage Juju
* Chase Mini Game — Avoid obstacles to escape the Belly Juju
* Block Buster — Pop the clouds to get to the Juju world

Coming Oct. 14, 2008

Credited to Nintendo.com

Bomberman Blast

Wii Points: 1,000

Credited to Nintendo.com

High School Musical 3: Senior Year

The Wildcats are back for brand new adventures in an unforgettable senior year! High School Musical 3: Senior Year invites you to an all new rhythm-based game with brand new music from High School Musical 3: Senior Year. Explore the sets and capture photos of "High School Musical" characters to create memorable layouts for the East High Yearbook - the High School Musical way!

* Play as familiar "High School Musical" characters - Troy, Gabriella, Sharpay, Ryan, Chad and Taylor
* Discover your HSM personality. Answer trivia-based quizzes to find out which HSM character is most like you.
* Collect amazing photos of memorable moments of Senior year to create your custom East High senior yearbook layout!
* Plays new music from "High School Musical 3: Senior Year," even when the Nintendo DS system is closed

Coming Oct. 21, 2008

Credited to Nintendo.com

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Not cool.

Shit, I've had a girl make it a point to show me her freshly shaved legs, while conveniently forgetting to warn me of the Amazon clone currently residing above her penis sleeve. She caught a dude so off guard I probably ended up with a Peyton Manning face.

Listen, I got shit to do with my life and I still find the time needed to nuke the Netherlands. Women have time slots built into their schedules just for shaving their legs! So, ladies, next time your thinkin it might be cool to shave the legs but skip the carpet bombing, just remember...

Bitch, that's a mistake!

Eerie, huh?  More eerie than the cawing of crows, which is how I figured out I was wrong about that.  Jimmy came home this evening while I was sitting in the kitchen with the window open, listening to the chatter and screech of hundreds of birds in the trees around the house and on the street.  He said, "Hear the crows?  Amazing."  He added, "Your blog post didn't capture the sound they make."  The instant he said the words "crows" aloud, I realized I had gotten it wrong.  Crows caw.  So, I looked online and in the Sibley Guide to Birds until I figured out that what we're annually witnessing is the migration of the common grackle.

Still, grackles or crows, the sound they make is like a shrieking call to pay attention, pay attention, pay attention, pay attention!

One easy way to tell is by looking at how many icons are in your system tray. If you have a large number, perhaps unnecessary resources are being allocated them as well as increasing your boot time.

Typical examples are Microsoft Office, Office FindFast, Real Player, ATI Video setting etc.

You can remove them in one of three main ways:

In the Start / Programs / Startup Folder

In the Registry under HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE \ SOFTWARE \ Microsoft \ Windows \ CurrentVersion \ Run

If you have Win98, WinME or Windows2000 you can use MSCONFIG to easily remove programs. This is my preference since it allows you to toggle them back on again in case you make a mistake

In tonight's debate, McCain might have commited one of the biggest mistakes in the whole 2008 campaign by showcasing his absolute disdane for Sen. Obama and refering to him as "That one". This debacle came about after McCain raised a question of

"Who voted against the 2005 so-called "Bush-Cheney Energy Bill" again?"  
"That one," McCain said, pointing at his opponent with his thumb.

This particular episode is getting a lot of play and discussion on MSNBC and CNN, which is not a good news for the Republican. What's more, it just might invalidate all the Ayers and Wright stuff that McCain campaign has already introduced or was just about too.

I accidentally told the twins I knew how to sew. Big mistake. Now I´m forced to make tutus and haute cauture for their teddy bears. Damn.

Carina and I are crying and laughing and hoping and feeling and burping and relaxing and talking. Some things might be crappy right now, but we do have each other. And we do have fun.

Then quiet. Stillness. Everything has stopped, paused in time. The voices are silenced, the pain has ebbed away. I am suspended in time and confusion. Then a hand. A hand gently reaches down. I am picked up by such strength, such power. A voice, clear in the incredible quiet surrounding me: “I will never let you fall. I will never let you fall…” The voice echoes in my head, the sweet sound flowing through my entire body. Tears again, of pure joy, as I sink into the arms of my savior. The one who has rescued me, is by my side forever. Gently now, I am set back upon the path. I begin to walk once more, but now it is easier than before. He holds my hand, guiding each and every step. I see a rock in the path ahead, and with gentle breath he blows it away. “I will never let you fall…”

I titled this blog that because, I talked to my ex girlfriend through e-mail earlier today. She read my blogs and had a lot to say about them. But not towards me. She would of told him herself but she no longer have a myspace and don't have a IM program. So the only way he'll know what she said is to put it on here. Its the only decent place I can think of to put it at the moment. & Since I still love her, one day I'll let him read this.

You know what Asilee, when you talked about him last yr, you had nothing but good things to say. Until that day you left him. You sounded so happy and was in love. He hurt you so you left. Why you're back with him is not understandable boo. He's hurting my girl, I love you ma' & seeing you like this hurting me bay. I don't understand why you even dealing with niggas. I swear if I could go back in time, I would make it where we never split up. I missed you and hated you at the same time. I hated you that you would leave me for some nigga. I know you wanted to try the dick but you could had still came back to the pussy. It hurt me that some nigga had my girl on their arm and didn't know what they had. Well since my myspace is gone and I don't do that messenger b.s. Tell him this, tell him to stop hurting you and pay attention. Tell him you love him and if he can't realize or understand that then you gone leave. Ma' tell that nigga that you're tired of explaining shit to him thousands of times baby. Tell him you're not gone give up but you not gone be someone's toy. I hate to see you hurting love and I hate to see the reason for it, is some nigga. Tell that nigga to man up, wake up, grow up. Baby tell that nigga one last time, tell that nigga one last motherfucking time that you gone always love him no matter what; so being something he's not needs to be out of the picture. Tell that nigga to make room for you in that picture. Tell him the nudes, the flirting, the dishonesty has to go and has to stop. Tell him he not gone be young forever and chasing broads that don't care about him isn't gone do him any good. Tell him you have a good heart and you're only being yourself. Tell that standing at 5'5" ass nigga that if he knew the Asilee I knew, she wouldn't give yellow niggas the time of day. Tell him, that I can always get you back at any given time. Tell him, it may sound like I'm joking about that but I'm not. Tell him, you gone always be my girl no matter what a man says bay. Ha, tell him that you would do anything for him cause I know you would do it for me. Tell him, when you love; you love HARD and hate being let down. Tell him to FUCKING LISTEN! Tell him, to consider your feelings bay you been through too much not to stress that enough. Don't let no nigga put you through no more of that shit. TELL HIM...tell him He got one more time to hurt you like this and he's gone get a call from me. Tell him, I'm not going to be disrespectful nor rude. Tell him I'm kicking the hell out of 30 my damn self but if I was a nigga, I would love to have you on my arm. My love tell that nigga not to miss you when he's the reason why you keep leaving. Tell him if giving you his all isn't enough how would he feel if got nothing. But Asilee tell yourself to give him a chance to realize some of the things you have told him. He has to be trying some what, because you're still around. I love you with all my heart ever since the first day I kissed you. I'll never tell you nothing wrong bay, he's not perfect but at one point you were in love him. Tell him you're losing the reasons why you want to be around. Asilee baby, if he don't know what he have then move on. Don't be sad, you still have me boo. Tell him you love him for who he is. Tell him you've accepted his flaws and circumstances bay. Stop being so hot-headed though, try getting your emotions and feelings under control sweetie. I know my bay is bi-polar but you can't take it out on someone who is only being who he is. If you don't like it, leave him but this time bay, don't turn or look back. If you say its more bad things about him outweighing the good; well boo you can change that. Tell him if he can't talk to you on a mature level, type the shit out. Open up some type of communication. Love I know the real you, I know you mean well and I know all niggas been doing is messing with your mind but if you gone be with a male you gone have to put up with their bullshit that comes with it boo. My love, my soul, my bay, I would die for you and the way you're hurting, I wish I was born a male so I can take you away from this bullshit. I would make love to you, compliment you, adore you, listen to you, appreciate you, baby I would love you. That don't matter though I'm a female and I love you and miss you and dream of you, wanting you. I'm only telling you these things seeing that you're okay with being straight and it seems you are comfortable with it. So bay I'm going to let you do you. But know this, I die for mines. If I have to get off my job and camp out where you're at then I will do that. I'm sick of seeing you spilling your guts out and in return you just get them returned in a plastic bag that got "oh" written on it. Fuck that, excuse my language, you know I barely use that much profane language ma but its getting to me. You were the happy, bubbly, giggly type. When I see and talk to you now, its like where my love of my life go? These fools are forcing you to be someone you not. I know my Asilee! Baby I want to see that Asilee back, that can make me smile without saying a word. The one that was a freak, the one that would hold me at night and rock me to sleep. & When I wake up, I get kisses in the morning. I miss MY Asilee, baby come back to me. I want you to so bad. Niggas don't know how to act ma'. I shouldn't even be saying that but I do know one thing Asilee, he loves you; I know it. Tell him he got a rare find though, tell him he won't never experience someone else like you in his life. Tell him those things and regret nothing bay. I love you, I will pray for you, & when I see you, I will hold you. You gone get through this baby. I know you are, you're strong. I love you Asilee. With ya' sexy ass. -Cheer Up! -M-

P.S. My bay's Birthday is coming up isn't it?! Ma' we gone party that Friday sense your birthday fall on a Sunday. I'm going to wine and dine my girl like old times. You not going to even think about Cedric bay. Well you better not be. That's YOUR DAY! Love you ma; ALWAYS remember that.

But if i handed my PE coursework in then my teacher would probably think so.

We had to write a food diary and I meant to write Coke but it was late and i didnt spellcheck. I only realised this morning I made the mistake.