A day in a life of a simple all american girl in a a new world ….

I grew up in New York City , a city of over 10 thousand people.. streets are busy, cars are noisy and everything seems to be moving so fast.. I enjoyed staying there I got a lot of friends whom I share my life with..a family that is so loving and a man that is so understanding.. it was the middle of the year 2009 when I finally decided to move out of the city and the country that I was used to.. I moved… I moved here in Sydney.. a much bigger place than what I got used to .. they said this is an international centre for commerce, arts, fashion, culture, entertainment, education and tourism so I got really excited and told my self that I will be a new girl … seconds, mins, hours, days and months passed by I missed my man .. my family and my friends.. I invited my man to come over and visit me and he replied with a very positive answer… after weeks of planning he already got here… I was so happy and so excited to see him after almost a year of being alone in a new country… we hugged , we kissed and we cried upon seeing each other.. we traveled around during weekends and I was so happy to show him my new found paradise … One eve he asked permission if he can just walk around and of course I said yes since I will be late for dinner ( cuz of work as usual ) it was passed half 11 pm when I arrived home and to my surprise Mike ( my bf) was not yet home… I got worried since that was the first time he went out alone here in sydney.. I called his mobile but he was not answering.. seconds turned into mins and mins turned into an hour.. I was worried and I was crying , I felt so helpless and I just prayed that he would call me.. It was 12:30 am when finally I received a call from a certain 1800 686323 I felt hesitant at first to answer it since I thought it was just another phone scam but I was glad that I did.. the prompt said I got a call from mike and directed me on how will I be connected to him.. AT LAST!!! I got relieved… It was Mike on the other line and he apologized that he just called.. I ask him what happened then he told me he got lost and he ran out of credits and he does not know where to buy some.. He said it was good that he saw the advert of 1800 mumdad in a bar with a tv in it.. I asked him where he was exactly at the moment and I went out and fetch him… bottom line of this… I would like to thank mumdad for the good service that they do give people like me and mike.. I would never know what might happened that night if there was no mumdad… thank you thank you thank you =)

(Screen) Name: chiara

Well it’s been two months surprisingly my longest relationship. I never seriously tought it would happen. From just a look then digets then all those problems to the most amazing thing that ever happened to me. We stood with each other through good and bad we’re gonna stand with each other through everything. hah woah to just think this is actually a different school relationship it’s amazing it just amazes me how easily he can amaze me and how this love is actually the best among so many friends that ive met and are in this situation. well all i got to say is i never wanna let this go.

(Screen) Name: lilimeow

I am a woman of principles.When I was young,I told myself that whoever will be my first boyfriend will be my husband. During my college days,I never entertained suiters, a lot of boys failed, eventhough I do have crushes on them, because I wanna stick to my principles. Right after college we had experienced financial difficulty, by that time I met a man whom I thought could be the answer. We get along very well. He is really a fine man.I can’t say any bad things. He loves me so much. To prove that he left his country and ignore the warn of his family just to be with me. He became my first boyfriend. He asked to marry me and I said yes, even my parents object because he is a Muslim and we are Catholics. We get married in Muslim civil way. I love him and we had one baby boy. But since he is a foreigner to my country he can’t get job yet unless given a permanent visa. I was the one working for a living. It became hard so I decided to go abroad. He stayed in my country to wait for his visa. During my work abroad, i met this guy(single) who instantly got attracted to me. He started flirting, but since I’m married, I did not show interest. He wanted to meet me but was not pursued. We lost communication for four months. Then one day he called me. We started to become friends (before I was hesitant, but had given him a chance this time). We meet and became close. I started to see his personality and views in life. He courted me again. He said he likes me so much and he was like addicted to me. He admitted that of all the ladies he met I am among the three he felt so inlove (first was to his first girlfriend, second to his wife). It was then I knew that during those few months we lost contacts He went back to our country to get married to his 8 years girlfriend. I got hurt,I don’t know why, but I felt jealous. It was then that I realized that I was inlove with him. He was kind of my soulmate, we shared a lot of things in common. I have seen a lot of attributes in him that I really liked. I told him that we can only be friends because we are already married. But deep inside,I love him more than my husband. He kept on telling me, that if I only had given him a chance when we first knew each other he would have not decided to get married and If I was also single and not married, He would have chosen me to be his wife. Now things had crushed on me, coz if I hadn’t decided to get married earlier, I would have been with this guy, whom I felt is my soulmate. I was once told by a fortune teller that my husband isn’t my soulmate. It is someone from the northern part of my country and is of the same nationality. Right now, we remained to be friends. And it is only time who can tell if in the future we can be together as lover (husband and wife). I really wish. It is my ultimate dream.

As of the moment, my husband is planning to go back to his country because it had taken a very long time for his permanent visa. He is only waiting for me to come back so we can formally arrange everything.

And with regards to my man (soulmate), he last told me that they had difficulties now with his wife. He had given me a hint that they might be parting ways too.

I am only praying that if God would give me a chance to be with my soulmate, in due time, He will do it his way. I will not make any extreme things that would lead to hurting his family and my family. For now all I can do is love him from distant.

(Screen) Name: Beauty

Short Story:
“I wish you can see the world through My eyes”

A country girl who was born blind. Then a young man asked her (if she would marry him.She was his child hood friend & admirer despite from her circumstances.)”Would you marry me?” then the girl reply “I would marry you if I could see you”.. (Time Past..)

(There was a donor & it was a mach.)
A good news she had heard; that she is finally on her way to the eye surgery, & soon she can finally see.(the operation was a success.)

Now she is well & can see with 20/20 vision. Then one day while she’s at home she heard a door bell as she opens the door she saw a man standing with a ring on his hand, and he knell before her and said. “Now will you marry me?” (She know who he was.) Then she said “No!” the man asked “Why?” then she replied “Because You are blind”…

Time Past the Man Wrote A Song.(called)

“If You can see the world Through My Eyes”

By:rodel v.
(Note:Hes eyes were the gift for her.)

(Screen) Name: Rodel V.

This is an extreme May-December affair, playing in my thoughts. I am middle age and he is quarter of a century. I felt nothing when I saw this boy. Yes literally he is. But we are classmates in graduate school. As days went by, he is there in class but sometimes I even forget that he exists. Then something odd happened. I failed in one of this Math subjects. I felt the world falling in on me, as this means an extension of 6 months more and the comprehensive exams available year next yet. I am single and feeling alone in this big metropolis. I miss my only niece. The best times I had lately in my life is spending quality time with her, either at play, study, or simply going to the mall or park nearby, back home. While still absorbing the shock of failing, and trying to walk my way to the boarding house, my tears are beginning to fall and my vision blurred. Then I met him, this boy. Without asking anything he knew what I’m crying about and started consoling me. I didn’t hear anything he said, but instead asked him to have lunch with me. He refused and told me he failed too. Sensing that we are both in distress I did not insist and proceeded to go home. The next day, I attended class in a minor subject. My resolve then was to continue and do good with my other subjects. I saw this boy again, and after class asked me that we eat at a nearby mall. As I have other things in mind, I replied he has to wait until about 6:00 P.M.as I would still queue to pay for my credit card at the nearest bank. It was already past 6:00 P.M. when I finished my transaction and has all forgotten about his invitation. While waiting for a cab home, my mobile phone rang and saw his name and I was jolted upon remembering that I have a date with him. So I hurried up to meet him at an average diners place inside the mall. There, we began talking and sharing our plans. It was a good unloading session and I felt light. He asked for my YM addy and email ad. I still felt nothing for him except that I was able to unburden some of my thoughts regarding our office’s impractical way of putting me in a sort of exile by sending me to graduate school. Since then, I noticed he has changed. He would always take the time to go near me and every time I am online, he would just pop up and we begin to converse like we are long lost friends. I am beginning to appreciate his trend of thoughts and wondered how deceiving his looks and build can be. So young, his ideas and visions are so matured. I cannot imagine I am actually taking to a 25 years old! With body built that of a still going into a full matured male,he walks with a sure stance and gait like that of a person always in a hurry and wanted to waste no time. His hair locks are long flowing to his nape and curled at the end, they look like they need shampooing very badly. But it gives an aura of male magnetism, I am beginning to get attracted to him. I’m not sure if this is because I am feeling alone, but really his image is beginning to stick into my thoughts. Meanwhile, he maintained being friendly, and would even bring some drinks knowing that I am diabetic. At times he would volunteer to buy me lunch, as I am one who finds walking into the canteen an ordeal because it is hot walking on that asphalt road leading there and falling in line for food is a task. Our chatting has become regular and I’m really beginning to fell close and fall for him. He treated me like I’m the most beautiful creature that ever walked this earth and his patronizing me in his reports made me feel so uncomfortable, our classmates are beginning to tease him which he didn’t mind at all. I realized that I am beginning to feel as if he owns me. And it made me feel so ambivalent. As a woman, he acted like a love struck man and no full blooded woman can ever resist enjoying this kind of attention. On the other hand, I feel so guilty for feeling so, knowing that this would take me nowhere except being left dumped somewhere when the academic year is over. I am beginning to avoid him, and has since then never ever gone out dining or even taking some light snacks with him. I always find ways to avoid him and not even taking a look into his direction. But this didn’t work. The more I avoided him, the more he finds ways to get near. I am always uncomfortable when he is around but tried to act cool and collected even if I feel my heart is beating so fast. And all of this at 50 years old!!!? Until this writing he is still very much around. One time in his offline, he commented that he felt I am always on a detached mode. I find valid excuses like I’m busy doing my class reports, which are true. But the real truth is, I feel he is now beginning to read my mind and heart. And I feel he is playing with my emotions and I look so vulnerable. On the other hand, I can feel his masculinity. The man in a boy’s body wanting the essence of female energy in his life. I am really holding on to my wits. Which makes it doubly difficult because trying to hold back strong emotions can be heart wrenching and causes insomnia. But the feeling that I am 50 y.o. always prevails even if at the moment my heart is acting like it has just experience the pangs of being in love and being appreciated by the opposite sex. That is why I am calling this piece a clouded guilt trip. Yes I want him and I want to love him so badly. But he thought that I am old enough to be his mother is holding me back.Until now, I find comfort in staying away from him. But each moment is a torture thinking about him. I can only wish this is all over now and live a full normal life again.

(Screen) Name: merry_me88

The Monday after I graduated from college I began a career as a flight attendant traveling the world and having a wonderful time. My college friends began to marry off and I made new friends who also married off. So, I made more friends who mostly married off as well. By this point, I had been in 17 weddings and maid of honor in six of those. I went to visit a friend and was playing Barbie with her daughter when I was informed by this 6 year old that Barbie could not be happy without a prince. I said, “Of course she could! I was happy! I loved my family and had seen the world.” But, this little princess told be it could not be done and she had all the fairy tales to prove her case. All princesses only ended up happy when they found their prince!

On my flight home, I thought about this conversation and decided fairy tales must change! I was not anti-prince. Just anti-damsel in distress. I wanted girls to marry because they found the love of their life after they loved their life. Because I knew even a prince could not make a miserable person happy. True happiness comes from within and from helping others.

So, I wrote a book Princess Bubble and published it with a friend. We cashed in our savings and decided it was worth the expense to empower girls and remind them they are a princess with or without a prince. Word got out about our message and we appeared on The Today Show and CNN.

But right in the middle of spreading the meaning of “Happily Ever After” my world crashed and my father suddenly died. We were thick as thieves and I was holding back tears of pain while making TV appearances about how to be happy. I still believe my message but missed my sweet daddy.

Meanwhile, my mother told me she had someone to fix me up with. A State Senator,Bill Hamrick, who had been at Auburn the same time I was and who was also in his 40’s and single. I did not think much about this but thought it was worth meeting him. Bill’s mother was also working on Bill encouraging him to call me and he had even less interest in meeting someone his mother suggested. But, one night he had a dream and remembered a girl he had seen in college who smiled at him and he did not have the never to approach. The next day, Bill clicked on the link to my CNN appearance to see who this girl was his mother wanted him to meet and saw I was the girl from his dream the night before.

We met, fell in love and were married 6 months later. Our wedding day, I shed a few tears and looked up at the sky begging God for a sign from my daddy. Shortly after we said our vows a double rainbow appeared across the sky and I know it was God and my father smiling down on us!

First, I found happily ever after. Then I found a prince to share it with!

(Screen) Name: Princess Bubble

So there was once this amazing boy that had captured a girls heart since the first moment she saw him. He was amazing as it could be and nothing would ever keep her away from him. She waited for him for three long months and he loved her for all that time. They had problems they had fights they had everything that you could imagine they were in love. But this girl’s heart did not just love him it loved two boys her best friend and her boyfriend. Her best friend was such a sweetheart, funny, fun, everything you could ask for he captured her heart while talking alot more by the phone. Of course she did love her boyfriend more than anything in this world but she knew her best friend had won a very big part of her he had won her mind. Brandon didn’t really listen to Lili as much as she wanted while Luis was amazingly there every time she needed him. She could berly stand thinking she might have fallen in love with her best friend but she did. It wasn’t easy it wasn’t easy at all but she knew that deep down the only one that she could ever choose was her boyfriend the first boy that had really captured her heart in a way no one else could. She knew that she would be missing out on a lot but she also knew one thing was a fact she loved Brandon more than the world and nothing nor no one could ever replace that.

(Screen) Name: liligoesrawr

It was a Saturday in September when i met my love. Me and some friends went to the movies and like there’s an arcade inside we were bored so went there, I saw this very interesting handsome guy that i was really interested to talk to. I told my friend Kim that i wanted to go talk to him and she was like well go so then i went after a while i was so shy and i could notice he was too. After a while of talking he gave me his number after that i had to go to the movies. Later that night he texted me in the most unexpected time I was watching a movie with my brother in the living room and he got so jealous that i was watching a cool movie. My crush for him began the next day when we talked by phone for about 5 hours none stop just talking about our life’s. Al tough he didn’t tell me something that i found out a week later…. he had a girlfriend and he was in love. I thought to myself it was too late and thought about backing off but still being friends. And so we started to talk in a friendly way for a month until he broke up with his girlfriend. Yes he was still waiting for her because her dad didn’t want her to have a boyfriend but i stole his heart from her. I gave him my heart few days later but he was still waiting for her. We flirted a lot until we stopped texting for a while. Time passed, he texted me telling me that he was over his ex but he was really sad because he found out that she got a boyfriend the day after they broke up I just stood by his side all the time. three days later, we stop texting because we both got busy he had a busy schedule with homework and sports i had a busy schedule with theater and homework. It was another Saturday he texted me I asked him about his ex and he was like oh well im over her why you ask? and i was like oh no nothing… then he was like sure heheh that was cute ^^ anyways going back to subject…. okay so we walked together all the time in the mall until my friends came and started to flirt with him I backed him off like a lion protecting its property and we went to walk again. We were at Dillard’s when I tried kissing him he was too shy so just asked me to the movies, of course I had to say yes I mean I liked this guy for the LONGEST time ever. After a while I asked if I could grab his hand and he let me then we went back to my friends and they were like Awww you two make such a cute couple you should go out and I was like pf-ft not yet gosh then they started giggling and like he didn’t have money we had to borrow from some of his friends. It was embarrassing but cute. It was finally time for the movie it was movie theater nine where the movie took place. When we sat I felt so impulsive I couldn’t resist kissing him after such a long time that I had waited for our first kiss. I loved his lips they were so soft I just had to taste them he got so shy and I got so shy but we kissed trough out all the movie. Later that night he texted me I got so happy I was blushing so bad. That same week we were fighting about who liked each other more in one of those messages he told me he LOVE me. Oh my gosh that almost made me cry of happiness. That Saturday he asked me out and well whoa of course I said yes!!! I was more than excited about it he literally took my heart away in the yes everything of me belonged to him in that same moment and I couldn’t help my self but kiss him. It was Christmas vacations we spent every single day together at movies, park, mall or for my birth day zoo. That was the best birthday of my life he first took me to watch a romantic movie then a restaurant then Sunday my birthday he took me to zoo and his house . Woah this boy became my life. Al tough there happened a problem his mom not liking me yet we kept on fighting for our love and we still are in till this day. He’s the boy that owns my heart he’s my magnet, my everything, my life. I love texting, talking, walking, anything while it’s with him. Yes probably we’re in different schools and probably we’ll go through soooo many problems together but I know that we’ll make it through everything I love him and nothing will change that. So that’s the Lili and Brandon story anyways there is ALOT more to go still.

(Screen) Name: liligoesrawr

I’d read about love and asked my mom what it was like, and the truth was I never thought I’d know what it was. She told me it couldn’t be explained, only known. I didn’t know what that meant and asked her to elaborate. She couldn’t. When I asked her how I would know if I was in love for certain, she just told me I would know. I think very logically; to me there is only black or white. Something is either there, or it isn’t. Therefore I couldn’t understand the fact that something can’t be defined.

Five years later, it turns out, my mom was right.

I’m not sure if it was love at first sight, because really, what is love? All I know is that I saw him and immediately thought, “Wow.” This was followed by, “That’s the cutest guy I’ve ever seen in my life.” As the day wore on, I only paid attention to him. Lucky for me, I got to hear him sing, as he was a musician. The entire time, I was thinking about how amazing he was, how I’d never seen anything like him, and other thoughts mainly composed of admiration. When I returned home, I spent the next week looking at pictures of him and learning everything I could about him. I paid attention to everything he did and said. I framed a photo of him, paid attention to his friends, hung on to his every word. Being a musician myself, I wrote songs about him. At the time I thought it was just infatuation. A year and a half later, after seeing him kissing another girl right in front of me, I knew that I must have been in love with him. Why else did my heart feel like it was snapping into a million pieces? Looking to confirm this, I tried to write down how I felt about him.

It was impossible. The only thing I knew was that I needed to see him, because I couldn’t stand to be without him. (I will call him “Nick” to avoid confusion).

Soon, my luck changed. He talked to me, and eventually we became very close. It was the start of a friendship, so I couldn’t ruin it by telling him how I felt.

One day, he introduced me to his friends. I was eager to please them, and happy that he wasn’t hanging out with goths or other assorted weird people. Unfortunately, I spotted a guy near the back of the crowd and pulled away. This guy was dressed in all black, with shaggy black hair and tatooes on his arms. He was also wearing a leather jacket and what looked like black eyeliner.

I resisted the tempation to laugh at the makeup and instead introduced myself. We talked briefly about music (he was into punk rock). Then I sheepishly told “Nick” that I probably wouldn’t get along with one of his friends. He said I was talking about “Jerry” and to not worry, because he didn’t think I’d like him anyway. “Jerry” was also a musician, so to be nice, I listened to some of his songs. They were awesome, but not really my genre.

The days went by. Like most people, I ran into many challenges. “Nick” was not well liked by the majority of people (to this day I still don’t know why), so my love for him got me into some awkward moments. Ironically, “Jerry” seemed to be more favored, but that didn’t deter me. After a while, the stress became too much. “Nick” could tell I was upset, and frequently asked what was wrong. I told him that I just needed some time alone, and that I loved him.

Against my better judgement, I listened to “Jerry’s” songs again. They perfectly captured what I was going through. I arranged to hang out with him to find out if he actually went through the things he wrote about.

Amazingly, he had, and really helped me through a tough time. He made sense of why things happen, and I figured I was wrong to judge him by all the black clothes he wore. We talked many more times, as something about his morals and beliefs appealed to me. I knew I loved “Nick” and that there was no way to “turn off” love, so I figured I was just being social.

After many months, “Jerry” played a song he had written for me. I asked him if he really felt that way.

He said he loved me.

My reaction can best be defined as: shocked speechless. Instantly, my mind began racing at a thousand miles per hour.

How could you let this happen? What will “Nick” think? Does he know? How can you explain it? Is it cheating? Is it wrong? Why can’t you think straight? Why do you love the fact that he wrote this for you?

My thought process screeched to a halt.

Do you love him?

I didn’t know the answer. I told “Jerry” that the song was beautiful, and that I hoped I would see him again.

At home, I laid awake pondering my dilemma. How complex this matter was! I could even bring human nature into the discussion, because “Nick” and “Jerry” were like light and dark. One is what I want to be, one is what I once was. But which one was real? Which one was I now?

I spent days trying to decide whom was right for me. Which would bring me less pain? Which would benefit me in the long run? Whom does my heart belong to? Was I just maturing?

No matter who I chose, the other will always be in the back of my mind. I can’t have both, because I can only have one serious relationship at a time. And not choosing wasn’t an option, because it would only make the situation worse.

I took as many “Are You In Love?” quizzes I could, comparing “Nick’s” and “Jerry’s” results. Not one quiz gave me a decisive answer. I turned to characters who faced similar problems on TV and in books, but TV and books were not reality. I asked mystical sources like tarot cards without progress. If I mentioned my problem to my parents, I knew why would tell me to choose “Nick” because “Jerry” wasn’t someone they approved of. The problem was, they couldn’t understand my problem completely, and if I told them, they would say to choose whomever I thought was right. But that’s the problem: I didn’t know who was right!

I definately didn’t feel the same about “Nick”. That much was obvious. But I could easily describe how I felt about “Jerry”. That must mean that I didn’t love him, either. No matter what, someone was going to be hurt badly.

In an act of immaturity, I pushed the decision off to the side. I hung out with both of them like nothing was wrong. “Nick” and I talked about the same things as always and enjoyed each other’s company, but when “Jerry” and I talked, it was always fun. We could be openly honest, even if it was awkward. This, of course, only made me try to strengthen my relationship with “Nick”.

Eventually, my mom noticed “Nick” while we were out and about. I asked her where he was, but there was nothing genuine in my voice. It felt like something I rehearsed.

When we got home, I immediately evaluated my situation. The more I thought about, the more something had to be said. I called “Nick” and he answered.

“Nick…um, there’s- okay, please don’t be mad, but- wait, I know you’re going to-”

“What’s wrong?”

“You’re going to be really mad at me, but I swear I didn’t intend for this to happen! Really, I didn’t!”

“Why? What is it?”

“I promise I didn’t do anything! I didn’t even think I…jeez, I thought nothing would come of it, I swear!”

“What happened?!”

“I, um…you’re not going to like this, and it’ll probably hurt you a lot, but I have to say it and please don’t be mad! I didn’t force it!”

“Baby, you’re scaring me. What’s wrong?!”

“It’s about Jerry.”

He didn’t say anything for a while. “Are you…”

“No I’m not cheating! At least not intentionally!”

“Then what happened? Tell me the truth.”

“Okay, I’ve been hanging out with Jerry because life has gotten really complicated and I knew I loved you so I didn’t think anything would come of it and I didn’t think I liked him anyway but a few days ago he played this amazing song and said he loved me and didn’t know what to say and I think I still love you but I don’t know and PLEASE don’t be mad at me!”

There was silence for a long time. I thought I heard him muttering under his breath.

“Please don’t be mad,” I said timidly.

Still no answer.

“I wouldn’t do this on purpose!”

Nothing.

“I still love you, I promise.”

“Really?” he asked, not sounding convinced.

I thought about it, going over what had happened. Did I want him to be hurt? Of course not! Would saying I loved him prevent that? Yes it would. Did I mean it? …I wasn’t saying yes.

“I can’t believe you’d do this to me,” he said, sounding tortured. The next thing I heard was a dial tone.

Did I still love him? I had doubts.

Did I love “Jerry”?

I couldn’t love him! It wasn’t possible! What did that say about me? But the more I whined, the more I knew that I had feelings for him and not “Nick”. It was that simple.

I called “Jerry” and told him about the conversation. The more I talked to him, the more I knew he was the right choice. I had been pretending with “Nick”, and that could only lead to more suffering.

I’ve only been dating “Jerry” for a short time. I frequently think back to “Nick”, but in the long run, I think I’ll be happier this way. I just had to move on and let go of a relationship that I didn’t feel the same about.

There is not a happily ever after yet. This story has merely begun. Wherever it leads me, I’ll remember to do what I think is right. Pain is a part of life, but it doesn’t have to prevent love.

(Screen) Name: Oceiana

She was 14yrs. old and I was 18yrs. It was love at first site she was mature for her age. All we ever did was just kiss and talk and hold each other. It did understand it then but I had respect for her it never got sexual just communication and honesty. After 30yrs of not hearing from each other and various marriages between us we found each other again. Those feeling that we thought we lost surfaced and surfaced fast her lovely brown eyes and soft skin reminded me of why she meant so much to me back then. We started texting each other ten to twelve time a day until we could not take it anymore. We decided to meet at her home it was as if we have been together all long. She had just broken up with her friend who was not showing her and treating her with the love she deserved. We started in the bed room but it was a little akward so I decided to sleep on the couch. We only made it to the top of the stairs and our lips touched the pillow that I had in my hands just slipped out of my hands and landed on the floor everything just felt like we were in a movie. We ended up back in the bed room until the morning sun came up. We have grown in Love and passion ever since.

(Screen) Name: tommylee