i don't agree with albert einstein in one point ,i mean when he said that if A equal success then the formula A=x+y+z.x is work ,y is play and z is keep your mouth shut ,because i think that no one can shut his mouth .we are human beings and we must communicate with people so as to creat a friendly environment in the society .really einstein is right when he said that sucess aqual work and play but it does not aqual keeping mouth shut because even Einstein did not keep his mouth shut and if he do ,he will not be famous . it is really that i don't agree with albert einstein in this point but i still loving him ,and i think that all the people in the entire can learn a lot of from his quotes .

Green

Here I am. Jux layin here. Wonderin how in the hell I got my life in this situation. All of a sudden flashbacks have been running through my mind. From the time it all started to my 35 year old time now. Im not sayin that I was the one chosen to do this. I jux chose to do it. I aint neva go to college. I barely even graduated Highschool but I did get through it. My life has been running through my mind. Im layin here with my life about to end in a middle of my mission. IM what they call me the Riddler. I can solve any riddle as simple as that. Till I got stuck with this one. “A sheik announced that a race would decide which of his two sons would inherit all his wealth. The sons were to ride their camels to a certain distant city. The son whose camel reached the city last would be given all the sheik's wealth. The two sons set out on the journey. After severals days of aimless wandering, they met and agreed to seek the advice of a wiseman. After listening to the wiseman's advice, the two sons rode the camels as quickly as possible to the designated city. What was it that the wiseman told the two sons? They did not agree to split the wealth, and their father's decree would be followed. “ I did not know the answer until now. This stupid riddle caused me my life. This man came up to me. Guy:Are u ready? He said. No. I replied. Guy:Oh Well. Time to go. If only I thought of the answer sooner. This is my life’s story. It all started when I was 7. I was told to go out and check the mail. I had got the mail and came back in. I gave the mail to my momma. Sweety. Come here. Yes Mom. U got mail. The mail said to Chyna from Anonymous. I didn’t know how this went on from being a gurl who was no good at playing games but was good at riddles. I opened the mail. It said. “A man told a little boy to write down these numbers: 7 8 9 10 11. The man told the boy to figure out his name by using the numbers and a calender. How did the boy figure out his name?” I didn’t understand it. I showed my mom and she told me she didn’t know. So I started doing research. I was looking at the calendar jux thinking bout the riddle. I was on this riddle for the whole weekend. I didn’t eat for 2 days at all. Then came Sunday. I had to go to Church. My mom was talkin bout how she had to go to Church every 7th July – November. Then it hit me. I ran towards my momma’s room and took the calendar and looked at the months. The 1st letter of those months spelled Jason. I ran and showed my momma the answer and she looked at me like Wow. That was my first riddle solved. Each day after I solved a riddle I get new mail. I guess I grew quite accustomed to it. By the age 13. that was when the traveling started. The day I aint get mail after I finished a riddle. I was lookin out the window waiting patiently for mail but I guess there wasn’t any for me. So I went to my room and sat at my computer jux starin at the screen. I had turned the monitor on and this bright red light glowed on my screen. Chyna: holy cow. Then a message popped up. A sound U GOT MAIL. I don’t have any friends that send me mail I jux get phone calls. Message: You are in a room, there are two doors, two computers, two signs, and a leper in the room with you. The first sign reads behind one door is God realization. Behind the other door is a room painted entirely green. The only things in that room are a man and a ladder, both of which are painted entirely green. The man has been hired by the coalition of Gangsta Rappers to hurl a non-stop barrage of insults at anyone who enters the room. In front of each door is a computer, the second sign sits between the two computers and reads as follows. One of these computers is programmed to lie to you regardless of how friendly you are to the user interface, the other computer is programmed to tell the truth, regardless of the Federal Grand Jury's wrath. You have been zapped into this room by means unknown...the only other information you were given is that you will be picked up on the day that world peace is established. It is about this time that the gangrenous leper begins to speak "It is not a night for sleep, it's a night for love." As he lurches towards you, you quickly calculate that you have time to ask one computer one question. What do you ask? Keep in mind you don't know whether the computer will be honest with you. I was jux sittin there thinking. Should I go for the left or the right. IT was riddles like these that make me work hard and when I have to do it under some time cuz sometimes I have places to go. I was sittin there long and hard. I didn’t hear my mom call my name. She had walked in my room. “Sweety, are u ok. U been in here lately. U have school tomorrow go to bed” Mom. I don’t want to. IM tryin to get this in my mind. “ Let me See” She walked towards me and looked at the screen and read it and she had this look on her face. “Ok. U need to go to bed” Mom! Let me answer this. “ Chyna! Go to bed” I was jux in my own zone. Till I thought of sumthin. The only question I could think of. Which door would the other computer tell me opened to the green man shouting? I typed that in. I got a reply. It’s a lie. That’s the door u want. At first I aint get it. But I jux thought and thought. Then I got it. A few seconds later I got anotha message. U GOT MAIL. I got up out my bed and went to it. Message: U r now qualified. Qualified for what. I couldn’t send a question back. It jux says anonymous. I don’t know who sendin me mail or e-mail but right now. I jux want to know what im Qualified for. ~2 years and some months later~ TO BE CONTINUED..

uhh is that a trick question? well i guess its normal, and well normal to me is uhh well you can see fine and such soo ya, i guess thats how its like seeing through my eyes, i guess.

i just thought of something

"Whatever you repress will become stress. You cannot fix what you cannot face. There is no right or wrong, there is only what is." November 30, 2005 11:36 am - Updated from sikzy's livejournal Frank is a fucktard. He was a manipulative twit who physically and mentally abused me as his girlfriend while he lied to every other female who would sit on his face and pee on him while in his fantasy world his puppy "you know who you are" either probably fucked him in the ass or milked his all too eager hardon that didn't even last 20 seconds our last time. It was dumb of me to think he was above the physical abuse and lies to cover his own insecurities. I've been told by close friends that I come off too self aware and strong. My first question is, ok well how do you show your vulnerable side without being road kill? I moved into Tampa so Knarph would not have to live in his car after he pulled what he did at Roadie's house with Roadie present. And the only gratitude I got from him was for him to freak out, beat and throw me out of the house twice! Needless to say the 2nd time was the last, I have done everything I could do to possibly recover any type of friendship and deem it no longer a viable or safe/sane option. I paid all the rent and utilities for that house and even I had more balls than he did, when after I told him things were over and that yes, I finally slept with someone who didn't have to lie or cheat to get sex from me. That after 5 years of getting nothing but dishonesty and heartache, I simply woke up. Just like Mike said, I would. This took a long time but I survived. I believe that though the rest of my life will be lonely without what I thought I had, but at least I gave the relationship what I could, my all. Sometimes, sorry just won't cut through, especially when you repeat, rinse, repeat.. And often times, every person has a different definition of "my all". I can live with this more un-trusting nature within me, it should be fun to live with, without the yelling. hrm.. meep. Good riddance! Out with the old bs and in with all the best intentions for the right person, me. It's not selfishness, it's self love. Frank, though I am bitter, frankly Frank, I know I never deserved what I got from you and I can say that with my head held high and my heart grieving. I am sorry things had to end between us like that. I'm going to take it one day at a time, time is all i've got now.

If you went back in time to seperate your parents, you wouldn't be born. Therefore you could not go back in time to seperate them.

You know that feeling of total helplessness that you get standing on the edge of a very tall structure? It's kinda like that all the time for me.

The hardest person to like is yourself nobody else.

It is like looking throw a smoked filled room. Every thing is a little hazy ,nothing clear, nothing as what it seems. Too many drugs I may be high.Dont even know who I am any more.This is the life I have chosen, day of LSD and Nights of excity.When will it all end maybe just on more pill.Lights flashing Colors bluring, head spining,Life is lost.