A Just Friend says..hi,..hello, ..bye,… and walks away…
A Best friend always stop by your side & asks how r u doing ??
A Just Friend has never seen you cry.
A Best friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.
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FRIENDS n BEST FRIENDS
January 1st, 2010
MEN ARE BETTER FRIENDS!
December 28th, 2009Women: A wife was not at home for a whole night. So, the very next morning, she tells her husband that she stayed at her girlfriend’s apartment over night. The husband calls 10 of her best girlfriend’s and none of them confirm that.
Men: A husband was not at home for a whole night. So he tells his wife the very next morning, that he stayed at his friend’s apartment over night. So the wife calls 10 of his best friends: 5 of them confirm that he stayed at their apartments that night, and the other 5 are claiming that he still is there with them!
Conclusion of the story: Men are better friends!!!!
Mental Feng Shui
October 15th, 2009This is without a doubt one of the nicest good luck forwards I have received. Hope it works for you and me!
ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other!
THREE. Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.
FOUR. When you say, ‘I love you,’ mean it.
FIVE. When you say, ‘I’m sorry, look the person in the eye.
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College days
October 11th, 2009Remembering my class mates, after few years
My eyes were filled with tears,
Everyone now is busy a lot,
No one escaped destiny’s plot.
Saw the girl, whom once I thought as my best friend,
Oops! Today she is somebody else’s girl friend,
After months, remembered about her for a little while,
Heard she is happy, that made me smile.
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A good one
October 10th, 2009A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
“Mister,” he said, “I want to buy one of your puppies.”
“Well,” said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, “These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money.”
