what real friends are..
FAKE FRiENDS: Never ask for food.
REAl FRiENDS: are the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRiENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs
REAl FRiENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE FRiENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAl FRiENDS: Would sit next to you sayin “Damn … we fucked up… but that shit was fun”
FAKE FRiENDS: never seen you cry.
REAl FRiENDS: cry with you
FAKE FRiENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAl FRiENDS: keep your shit so long they forget its yours.
FAKE FRiENDS: know a few things about you.
REAl FRiENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.
FAKE FRiENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAl FRiENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FAKE FRiENDS: Would knock on your front door.
REAl FRiENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”
FAKE FRiENDS: Are for awhile.
REAl FRiENDS: Are for life.
FAKE FRiENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you’ve had enough.
REAl FRiENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say “Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don’t waste shit.”
FAKE FRiENDS: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
REAl FRiENDS: Will knock them the fuck out
FAKE FRiENDS: Would ignore this
REAl FRiENDS: Will send this to all there real friends and hope toget it back!!
If you get this then it means your a real friend so send this to 10 of your friends and if they send it back then they a real friend
this, this is for tony, one of the forst ones, not that its exceptionally funny or anything
ill call the joke posts “TONYS”(cuz tony actually said that other joke was funny) ok, so thats still in the thinking…but hey…tony #1, tony #2..not too bad..n’est pas?
PRISON AND WORK
IN PRISON…….You spend the majority of your time in an 8×10 cell.
AT WORK……..You spend most of your time in a 6×8 cubicle.
IN PRISON…….You get three meals a day.
AT WORK……..You get a break for 1 meal and you have to pay for it.
IN PRISON…….You get time off for good behaviour.
AT WORK……..You get rewarded for good behaviour with more work.
IN PRISON…….A guard locks and unlocks all the doors for you.
AT WORK……..You must carry around a security card and unlock and open all the doors yourself.
IN PRISON……..You can watch TV and play games.
AT WORK………You get fired for watching TV and playing games.
IN PRISON…….You get your own toilet.
AT WORK……..You have to share.
IN PRISON…….They allow your family and friends to visit.
AT WORK……..You cannot even speak to your family and friends.
IN PRISON…….All expenses are paid by taxpayers with no work required.
AT WORK……..You get to pay all the expenses to go to work and then they deduct taxes from you salary to pay for prisoners.
IN PRISON…….You spend most of your life looking through bars from inside wanting to get out.
AT WORK……..You spend most of your time wanting to get out and go inside bars.
IN PRISON……There are wardens who are often sadistic.
AT WORK…….They are called supervisors.
IN PRISON…….You have unlimited time to read e-mail jokes.
AT WORK……..You get fired if you get caught.
NOW GET BACK TO WORK!
where i want to be, Kyiv is the most beautiful place!
for the last two days, i’ve been having flashbacks..its so weird! pictures of Kyiv float into my head at random moments, i can smell the smells and feel the breeze..and it breaks my heart! i miss that place soo much!
Kyiv is so so so beautiful, anyone who has been there will vouch for me..see, my mom is ukrainian, and my dad is Nigerian( its pretty cool) so on holidays, we sometimes go to Kyiv (i live in Nigeria) to see my grandparents..ah well, they are cool, but basically, Kyiv iz tha shit!
especially at night, ‘nochnoiy Kyiv’ as it’s called, Kyiv at night..you should see, the lights, the buildings..its just so amazing, there this feeling to it , you basically wish it would go on forever..
Now, part of this charm lies in the fact that it’s an old city, really historic, so the buildings, the roads even, most have the original stones (like on Andryivskiy spysk, or uzviz) thats one helluva historic street! and its really cool, if you take a walk down it(yea it slopes) there are artists all the way, with all sorts of things on sale (the pictures are to die for)..
and then there are the Monasteries(i have to add here that i was in Kyiv last september, after like 5 years, so im all grown up, and can finally appreciate a lot of things!), i went to the “pecherskaya lavra” first, really really nice monastery, its like so big! and..beautiful! when you go in theres buildings, and you can see benches and stuff, and there are stones on all the walkways…and then you get to the actual church buildings..anybody who knows anything about how the Ukrainian Orthodx churches..will understand me here, its divine! the building, first of is ages and ages old, nmore than 500 years..and all the gold leaf detailing, and when you get inside, you feel the presence, i dont know how else to explain it, you just feel like youre in a church..
Ok, so i didnt go there to attend a service(would have been nice, but that wasnt why i was there so)..we wanted to ee the caves! now that was an attraction! so we walked down this steep hill, and it was so slippery! my shoes definetely wernt made with the intention of walking on the stone walkways…nevertheless
We got to the entrance f the tunnels, and they were like we had to cover our hair, and me, i had to wrap something round myself, like a skirt (i had on a pair of, well, tightish trousers) and we got these skinny yellow candles..and went in
the passages were really narrow, (oh heres an interesting fact, these passages and caves are said to have been dug by the monks, and some of them even go under the Dnipro, and to the other side..didnt see those,dont think those were open to “tourists” so anyways im going down this tunnel, one at a time, and it gets so, well its hard to explain, but its kind of an eerie feeling, i wanted to run out so fast..but there was this mafia lookin’ guy behind me, and i didnt think he’d be impressed, so i just went on..and i thought i had been scared, turns out that some of the saints are kept down there, yea, kept down there, as in bodies in coffins..i was spooked, and then there were people praying, over them and kissin on the glass and stuff (hey whatever you believe in right??) and then they were doing a little service in this little chapel there, and we stopped there for a bit, and i started crying! of all things, but there was this feeling, i cant explain, it was really emotional though..
Finally got out,walked round a bit..and went to mcdonalds for a coffe, not really sure..hmm, when i started out writing this, i really didnt plan for it to end up as a description of the day when i went to Pecherska..oh well, ill have to write the other stuff in subsequent posts.. oh and theres the other monastery i went to Sofyiska, its smaller than Pecherska, but uits so pretty, and its more in the center, and right in the square near it, wonderful sight..right now im tired, have a headache and have to get up early tomorrow, so ciao for now, ill continue with random thoughts and impressions of Kyiv later.poka! lol ciao
hey a thought just occoured to me, ill put up some pictures for you to see..comments are all too welcome!
hmm interesting story behind this one, i thought i had lost it forever, i actually went into a slight depression over it for two days, i stayed up late, and typed it, and then i dont know what i did, but my computer turned off…i was devastated, all THAT?! and it went like THAT (snapping my fingers)..i came on today, to type something along the lines of “i had a good long post written, i put a lot of time into it, and it got lost forever, and i honestly have no motivation to re write it..and i got saved as a draft! so yay for me!! lol, ok, its like 3 am, im tired, and i want to go and read Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince-read it before, but all the HP books are sim[ly marvelous..uhm, ok, thats it for now, ill go into Harry Potter in the next post..hmm now i have something to write about!!! lataz
Andrea Bocelli is awesome!
Andrea Bocelli is amazing! no kidding, im in love, everytime i listen to vivo per lei, i want to cry, laugh and any other emotion you can think of.im pretty much into everything,musicwise, but lately its been the chilled out things, havent been listening to as much metal and rap..
where was i? oh yea, Andrea Bocelli, hes genius! if youve never heard of him, please, at least try to, listen to one song..perfect stuff, i turn off all the lights, get on my headphones-and its bliss! nothing compares to this stuff, the music takes you places, youre suddenly in venice, youre on a mountain, youre flying, its beautiful! good music does that to you, and the language, oh the language, Italian is so wonderful..especially when Andrea Bocelli is singing it
.im sharing this with ya’ll…cuz i love you!! ah bliss bliss i tell you…



