Creative Thinking: She was my angel...

I was bored once again so I wrote a quick short story...
Its whatever, a little creepy tho I was trying something new lol ...


She was my angel...

Today is Valentine’s Day, my mi amour and I have a special day planned. This morning I woke up at 10 am sharp in anticipation for my love; I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and ironed out my clothes. Once I was done changing I headed down to her favourite breakfast joint and waited anxiously for her arrival...

Oh man I’m so excited for today, I have been anticipating this for a while now. Everything is perfect; I’m dressed in her favourite colours equipped with a box of her favourite chocolates and a fresh bouquet of her favourite flowers. Everything is going to be perfect all I got to do now is just wait a little bit and she should be walking through the door anytime now.

Where the hell is she? I have been waiting at this restaurant for almost two hours now. Maybe she couldn’t sleep last night after I left her house so she decided to sleep in, or maybe she got called into work unexpectedly, or maybe she’s stuck on a long distance phone call, yea that’s it she got held up on an important phone call that’s all. Shut up stop talking shit, you’re just jealous, watch she’ll come.

Fuck man this is bullshit! I have been sitting in this fucking seat for three straight hours, the waitresses are staring at me weird, like I’m some creep who has no life, like some loser that got stood up on Valentines’ Day. Oh man I just had a horrible thought, what if she’s out with another guy or shit maybe she decided to avoid me on purpose since I did tell her to meet me here today in the letter. I told you that letter was a bad idea; this is your entire fault.

She’s a fucking no show. My plans are ruined, my plans in which we took so long to come up with. That bitch, that fucking whore, I bet she’s out eating breakfast with some other guy. With some other guy who’s tall, dark, and handsome. That bitch how dare she give me all the obvious signs that she wants me than just leave me here alone on Valentine’s Day. What a bitch she stood me up, you happy now? She stood me up. Man I know she read my letter, fuck we watched her open it and read it from the really clean window to the one outside her room, so there’s no mistaking that. There must be something wrong because I know she loves me just as much as I love her, for crying out loud she held the public bus for me just four days ago and said hello with that smile she does. That smile she puts on, it’s just for me I never seen her smile at anyone else like that before, yup just me. So I know she loves me and you can’t deny that, you know I’m right. I know she cares for me, she has too. I have been following her for months now and I will never forget the first time I saw her; it was like God had sent an angel down specifically for me. But then why would she stand me up. I told her in the letter I would be here today, what could have possibly gone wrong. She better not be with another guy for real because I understand her better than any other guy ever will. I know the real colour of her eyes, I know who her favourite author is, what’s her favourite television show, how much moles she has on her back, and even that her left breast is one size larger than her right. I am her soul mate and she is my angel. Something must have just gone wrong that’s all.

Huh? You think we should drive around town and search all her regular spots? You know what that doesn’t sound like a bad idea, comforting to know I’m not in this alone. Yea I agree we should start the search at her house.

You think shes home? Hey fuck you I’m not a loser, you know I hate having to creep around her house but I have to stay close to my love because I know she feels my presence when I’m near. Shut up you have no idea what I’m going through you have never loved before your heart is filled with hate and so much anger, you’re just jealous as usual. But fuck I have checked through every window now and there’s still no sign of her. What should I do?

Oh brilliant instead of wasting gas by driving around town looking for her, waiting here for her until she arrives home will be way easier. Plus you have no plans anyways you just follow me where ever I go, you’re the real loser.

Yea I know the stars are bright out tonight eh? Oh hush look a car is pulling up to the drive way and look there she is but who the fuck is that guy she’s with and why is she letting him inside her house. Maybe it’s just her brother; it does look like the guy that’s in all her family photos.

You know what I’m breaking in, no I’m not crazy or stupid but I need to get closer, I’m just going to hide in the closet in her bedroom, we both know she never goes in there before she falls asleep. Shut up you have no choice but to follow me inside and stop whining you bitch I’m not going to get us caught relax.

Ok this spot is good she won’t find me here and I’ll be able to leave as soon as she falls asleep, Ok? Oh my God being in her room is better than I expected, the sweet aroma from her dirty laundry has given me the hardest erection I have ever experienced I just want to tear her clothes off her body and let her feel how much I love her. I can’t wait for her to come into the room and I can watch her sleep from just a few feet away, no more looking out the window.

Oh look, look she’s entering the room, be fucking quiet don’t make a sound. Wait, what the fuck? Why is her brother sleeping in the same bed with her, this is fucking messed up there’s something wrong here. Fuck there having sex, this is not what is suppose to happen. I should to be the one fucking her tonight not this loser. That fucking whore, I should have listened to you, you were right this whole time. That bitch she ditched me for this loser. How dare she just play with my emotions like this, this bitch needs to learn a lesson, she needs to be punished... Punished the only way you know how too.

Yea, I’m going to need your help with this one but just make it quick last time they almost found out it was us...

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As I watch him sleep I often wonder....

Picture taken with my Blackberry Storm of my little man while he dreamed away...

A short very basic poem I wrote at 3.35 in the am while I watched my son sleep...
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As I watch him sleep I often wonder...

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if I can always keep him safe and protected

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if I’ll be prepared when he throws me the unexpected

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if he’ll grow up to be a doctor or a b-baller

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if he’ll be like me or shorter or maybe even taller

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if one day he’ll love to learn his English and Math

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
when he’ll stray from his dreams and return down the right path

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if he’ll grow up surrounded with good friends

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
when I’ll see the day he’ll be rolling around in a brand new benz

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if God will bless him with a lil brother or sister

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
when he’ll stop coming to me to kiss his cut or blister

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
when he’ll tell me about that pretty female he wants to get to know

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if he’ll grow up to be the man the one who runs the show

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
when he’ll smoke his first joint or blunt

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if he’ll sex for the first time from the back or the front

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if he’ll grow up to be what I want him to be and more

As I watch him sleep I often wonder
if I wonder too much because damn he’s not even four

As I watch him sleep I always wonder
if he’ll love me till the day I die
and come to my funeral not too big to shed tears and cry...

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Creative Thinking: Not Alone...

I woke up in the morning and everyone in my house was gone; my father, my mother, and my sisters gone. They were all gone without a trace, gone without a message, and most importantly gone without me. I flicked on the TV and turned it to the News; they reported billions of adults and almost all children mysteriously missing, vanished in thin air. Then it hit me, today’s the day the world’s been waiting for, it’s the day many believed that would never occur, the day many others have prepared for their whole life, today was Judgement day and I was left here. I was left on this wretched earth; left with no family and no friends, left with no way out except for death. As tears flowed down my face I questioned why I was left here to suffer, why I wasn’t chosen along with the rest of my family and friends, what was the criteria for God choosing some and not choosing me. I was so confused.


What do I do now? Do I continue to live my life? Or should I just finish this suffering with one step off the top of a tall building?


I opened the front door of my house and stepped outside. It was mid day and there were no kids in sight, usually these streets would be full of children playing street hockey, or rollerblading, or bike riding to the closest convenience store, but there wasn’t a kid in sight. Just me and a few other confused individuals wandering the soundless streets searching for answers. I began to look at everyone differently knowing that all the good souls were taken away and only these creeps were left here. I walked back to my empty house to grab my car keys. Hopped in my car and decided to drive around the city to search for a friend that might have been left here to suffer along with me. I travelled from house to house until I finally gave up my search because each house I arrived at was completely empty...


Why was I left here?


I pondered that question until the stars filled the sky; I looked to the past. Was it because of those times when I made my mom cry instead of smile, or was it because I got into all those fights, or was it due to all those times I robbed and stole when I was younger, or maybe because I lied more than the average person, or is it even because I had sex before I got married. As I sat there in my car crying until my eyes were sore from my tears and reminiscing about my downfalls and my worst moments an urge came over came me; I yelled out and pleaded, “PLEASE GOD FOGIVE ME, I AM SORRY DON’T LEAVE ME HERE TO SUFFER ALL ALONE.” After begging and getting no response I thought there was only one thing left to do.


I placed my hands on my car keys and turned the engine on; drove to the nearest high rise. I put my car in park then walked into the lobby of the building, walked into the elevator and pressed the button that took me to the roof.


Now on the roof of the building I said one last prayer that God would save my fallen soul. I stepped towards the edge of the roof, closed my eyes tight and took my last step into the thin air.

I could see the dark grey concrete quickly getting closer and closer as my lonely body quickly descended towards it and right before I hit the ground...



I awoke covered in sweat from a terrible dream and was granted a second chance.


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I Just Wanna Be, I Just Wanna Be..... Successful!

So finally we've reached the middle of the year. Its the 6th month of 2009 and thoughts about mine and others new years resolutions crosses my mind. I always wonder if people really achieve what they set out for themselves at the start of a new year. I know when i set out New years resolutions it never works out and nothing ever changes..Its a matter of being lazy i guess....But i wonder and wonder how many people really still keep up with what they have set out for themselves?...i strongly believe that change cant happen with out a set plan on how your willing to change...As i sit here and wonder about my resolutions i think back and ask myself "why do i even make new years resolutions without having a blueprint on how I'm going to achieve it"....i guess people make them just to feel secure about a new start in a new year and end up being the same person they were the year before....Not to knock anyone but that is the reality on New Years resolutions....So The reason why i am writing this to our readers is because i have read up on ways of becoming successful and ways to attain your goals..and i felt like sharing it.
Keys To the Money,
Money and the cars, cars and the clothes, the hoes....i suppose

1.Start by clarifying the dream.Dream it big, dream it often, and always in living color! Imagine the problems, the benefits, the skills you'll need and the people you'll meet along the way. Dream often and dream the details.

2.Create a plan. What will your dream cost? How will it work? How long will it take? Who will help you get there? How will you solve the challenges, over-come the obstacles, and become the person you'll need to become to reach your goal?

3. Reach out. We live in an amazing time. You can write, phone, fax or email just about anyone on earth! Consult with experts. Talk to people who have achieved whatever you want to achieve. Truly successful people are usually delighted to show others the way. Make the calls.

4. Tell others. There is no substitute for talking about your dreams. Saying the words makes them powerful. Talk about where you want to go, what you want to do, and who you will become. And as a benefit, you'll discover people who will help you along the way.

5. Take action! No matter what your dream, there is a step you can take today. If you are serious, there is someone you can call or write. There is a book you can read, or some action that will start you on the path. Steven Spielberg snuck into movie lots as a teenager, just to look around... What action will you take today?

6. Set Deadlines. Set Deadlines for each of your small/big, personal/official, long-term/short-term task AND always try to finish the task by that deadline.

7. Eliminate distractions. This is a tough one, and a favorite excuse of the "almost successful". Successful people eliminate the distractions of life. Combine errands, delegate tasks, hire people to do the things you don't want to do. Simplify your life and never waste time. Turn off TV (and some time also computer).

8. Invest wisely. Successful people understand that their dreams will require an investment of time or money or energy and they are prepared to pay the price. Whatever your dream, it will require some risk, and some investment. Make the investment.

9. Create room for success. All of us are doing something every moment of every day, and making your dreams come true will require some adjustments. Whether it's adjusting your schedule, your finances, or your use of energy, you'll have to make room for success.

10. Have a mentor/coach. Whether you hire a professional coach or find a local expert, or a friend. Successful people have coaches. There are very few "self made" successes! We all need someone to believe in us, someone to encourage, challenge and applaud us. Develop a close, working relationship with a coach who can show you the way to your dreams!
Follow these rules and chances are you will achieve your goal...............

found on: http://www.crescentlife.com/thisthat/interesting%20stuff/10_steps_to_success.htm

by: Azfar Shamim

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Think Outside The Box!
I strongly believe that thinking outside of the box and bringing a new approach to what you're trying to accomplish in life is the best way to go. NO, I'm not saying that following the rules is wrong...that might be the best way to achieve your goal...but if you want a name for yourself and be looked at differently in this world you will need to think differently and come up with a new approach to your mission in life.... me as a person appreciates art and i believe that there are professions out there that are overpaid....i strongly believe that art is not one of them...which brings me to Pablo Picasso...The reason why i chose Picasso other than the fact that he is well known is because he is one artist that inspires me to look at life through my own eyes and not through anyone else...i believe that the approach my group and i are choosing will be much different than anyone else and i strongly believe that this group will be very successful in the years to come....I hope you as our viewers will join us on our success and help Toronto come up and be the city we need it to be....


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Creative Thinking: Time to get it

I got a severe cough, a terribly sore throat, and an incredibly uncomfortable high fever, in others words THE FLU. As I lay here HIGH off the combination of Buckley’s and Cannabis Sativa, each passing minute feels more like an eternity. I begin to realize this must be what the urban musical genius Weezy F must have felt like when he recorded the infamous track “I feel like dying.” With my thoughts all jumbled while listening to The Dream’s uniquely distinctive sounds my mind slowly begins to drift:

I’m getting higher and higher, farther and farther away. I’m now in and out reality, half awake, half asleep. My eyes begin to close almost like I’m losing complete control. When my eyes eventually shut I witness a flash to the past, a distinct collection of all my failed POTENTIAL. My eyelids quickly rise but I have no time to catch myself, the BUZZ off the meds and hydro drift me back, force my eyelids to seal for the second time. I see a flash of my present, my current destination in life’s erratic ride. I unbolt my eyes for the last time, inhale deeply before the dark force grasps me once again. My eyes squeeze tight. This time I see a flash to nothing, nothing but a modern rich mahogany wooden desk. When I look closer at the desk I see a shiny golden plate with my name luxuriously engraved in the centre and beside that lays a distinct pair of lavish keys designed only for a MAYBACH.

I wake up with a smile and know what time it is...

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