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Schöne Geschichte und Ferien <3

Soso.... xD mirs fad und Stumble Upon isn tolles Programm (vor allem, wenn einem langweilig ist ^^". Joa xD Öhm. xD
Ich fahr heut weg. ^^ Für ne Woche zu meinem lieben Frank <3 YEAH! XD Hach das wird schön. <3


Ne kleine Geschichte grad mal. ^^ Is aber auf Englisch, dürfte aber kein Problem sein.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.
His bed was next to the room's only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.
Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.


Hab euch lieb. <3




Schindlers Liste OST
Green Day - Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)
Tomte - Endlich Einmal

2.2.07 14:57


Neues Lay? XD

Tjoa neues Lay, ich hoff, es gefällt?! ^^"
Was noch? XD ich weiß nich ^^" Morgen Schnains Geburtstagsfeier YEAH XD




Bluh Gut' Nacht xD




The Doors - Five To One



16.2.07 20:31


ich hab vergessen, dass im internet explorer die scrollleisten auch farbe haben xD





wird sofort repariert xD ^^" 

18.2.07 19:45

We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them & fall into mutually satisfying weirdness call it

~ Robert Fulghum ~

When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, & most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, & exhausting condition continuously until death do them part
~ George Bernard Shaw ~





25.2.07 21:10

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