recht auf respekt?
Vorsitzender der Lehrerpersonalvertretung OÖ: “Wir Lehrer haben ein Recht auf Respekt” – ich sage: Verdiene dir Respekt oder geh scheissn.
i agree.
sollte ich jemals als lehrpersonal wo arbeiten, wird “respekt muss verdient sein.” mein motto.
plan B
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You’ll have your heart broken and you’ll break others’ hearts. You’ll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you’ll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you’ve never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone’s hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don’t be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.
the internet, and my blogs answer my questions. i think this is plan b.
it should’ve been plan a!
Ways To Get To A Girls Heart
1. Hug her from behind
2. Grab her hand when you guys walk next to each other
3. When standing, wrap your arms around her
4. Cuddle with her
5. Dont force her to do ANYTHING!
6. Write little notes
7. Compliment her
8. When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible
9. Say I love you…..and MEAN IT!
10. Brush the hair out of her eyes
11. Comfort her when she cries
12. Love her with all your heartGirls- add this if you think its sweet. Guys- add this if you would do any of it
been there, done that, apperantly it’s not enough. what’s lifes plan B?
found this somewhere, can’t remember…
wow…
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.
St. Augustine
From the movie, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin
just found at oohlalala