throughout my day yesterday and today one particular thought kept goin through my mind......somthin i cant stop dreaming about.....somthin i hope comes true....YOU.......saturday night at first i had no intentions of ending up with a girl....when you told me to be your bodygaurd i didnt even realize till lastnight that you were trying to hit on me w/o being obvious........i guess ur way of keeping me close by ur side.......as the night went on i figured me and you would end up messin around after we both made moves on each other...........but here is the good part....somwhere between when i kissed you for the very first time and when you told me how sweet i am when we stopped at the gas station and got gas and i got you ur food.....i realized......you have every single personality trait ive ever wanted in a girl.....i would love to make a future with you........you are so loving,kind,caring,compassionate,attractive,amzing....you have the cutest smile.....the most beautiful eyes....the perfect body....sexy hair.....youre a good kisser......you are funny......you love to laugh.....your not afraid of putting yourself out there and being yourself around people.......you are just such a real person.....and those are just the things that i know how to explain.....b/c there is so much more....its amazing how much i understand you in such a short amount of time....almost like ive known you forever.....i havnt stopped thinking about you ever since i left from there......i couldnt sleep all night lastnight cuz i could do nothing but think of you. i want you in my life...... the thought that i cant stop thinking about is spending the rest of my life with som1 as perfect as you.......im sorry if any of this is coming on too strong but this is 2 days worth of nonstop emotions that you just need to know about.

she jumped up as soon as she saw

the surgeon

come out of the operating room. She said: "How is

my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can

I see him?"





The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could,

but your boy didn't make it."





Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer?

Doesn't God care any more? Where were you,

God, when my son needed you?"





The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time

alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out

in a few minutes, before he's transported to the

university."







Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she

said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly

through his thick red curly hair.



"Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse

asked.





Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the

boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to

Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to

donate his body to the University for Study. He

said it might help somebody else. "I said no at

first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after

I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend

one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My

Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of

someone else. Always wanting to help others if he

could."





Sally walked out of Children's mercy Hospital for

the last time, after spending most of the last six

months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's

belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The

drive home was difficult. It was even harder to

enter

the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings,

and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her

son's room. She started placing the model cars

and other personal things back in his room exactly

where he had always kept them. She laid down

across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried

herself to sleep.





It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying

beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The

letter said:



"Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but

don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop

loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say I LOVE

YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with

each day. Someday we will see each other again.

Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you

won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can

have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you

decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't

like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy

her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be

sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place.

Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got

here and showed me around some, but it will take

a long time to see everything. The angels are so

cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know

what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures.

Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus

himself took me to see GOD! And guess what,

Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him,

like I was somebody important. That's when I told

Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you

good-bye and everything. But I already knew that

wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God

handed me some paper and His own personal pen

to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name

of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to

you. God said for me to give you the answer to

one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He

when I needed him?' "God said He was in the

same place with me, as when His son Jesus was

on the cross. He was right there, as He always is

with all His children.



Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what

I've written except you. To everyone else this is

just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have

to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write

some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I

get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm,

sure the food will be great.





Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore.

The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't

stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to

see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent

The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel

said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?





Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.

A man, wanting to rob a downtown Bank of America, walked into the Branch and wrote "this iz a stikkup. Put all your muny in this bag." While standing in line, waiting to give his note to the teller, he began to worry that someone had seen him write the note and might call the police before he reached the teller's window. So he left the Bank of America and crossed the street to the Wells Fargo Bank. After waiting a few minutes in line, he handed his note to the Wells Fargo teller. She read it and, surmising from his spelling errors that he wasn't the brightest light in the harbor, told him that she could not accept his stickup note because it was written on a Bank of America deposit slip and that he would either have to fill out a Wells Fargo deposit slip or go back to Bank of America. Looking somewhat defeated, the man said, "OK" and left. He was arrested a few minutes later, as he was waiting in line back at Bank of America

SEVENTEEN:

U LOOK AT THEIR PROFILE/PICTURE CONSTANTLY



SIXTEEN:

WHEN YOUR ON THE PHONE WITH THEM LATE AT NIGHT AND THEY HANG UP, YOU STILL MISS THEM EVEN WHEN IT WAS JUST TWO MINUTES AGO.



FIFTEEN:

YOU READ THEIR TEXTS or IMS OVER AND OVER AGAIN.



FOURTEEN:

YOU WALK REALLY SLOW WHEN YOU'RE WITH THEM



THIRTEEN:

YOU FEEL SHY WHENEVER YOU'RE/THEY'RE AROUND.



ELEVEN:

WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT THEM, YOUR HEART BEATS FASTER AND SLOWER AT THE SAME TIME



TEN:

YOU SMILE WHEN YOU HEAR THEIR VOICE. or [hear bout them]
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NINE:

WHEN YOU lOOK AT THEM, YOU CAN'T SEE THE OTHER PEOPLE AROUND YOU, All YOU SEE IS HIM//HER.



EIGHT:

YOU START LISTENING TO SLOW SONGS, WHILE THINKING OF THEM



SEVEN:

THEY'RE ALL YOU THINK ABOUT.



SIX:

YOU GET HIGH JUST FROM THEIR SCENT.



FIVE:

YOU REALlIZE THAT YOU'RE AlWAYS SMILING TO YOURSELF WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT THEM.



FOUR:

YOU WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR THEM, OR ANYTHING TO SEE THEM.



THREE:

WHILE READING THIS, THERE WAS ONE PERSON ON YOUR MIND THE WHOLE TIME...



TWO:

You were so busy thinking about that person, you didnt notice number twelve.



ONE:

You just scrolled up to check & are now silentely laughing at yourself.


NOW MAKE A WiSH. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.......



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POST THIS AS: "17 signs of really having feelings for someone"