<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889</id><updated>2011-10-30T07:50:21.779+07:00</updated><category term='ISP'/><category term='photo session'/><category term='education'/><category term='finance'/><category term='personal'/><category term='interesting site'/><category term='shooting'/><category term='internet'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='advertisement'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='self improvement'/><category term='blog'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='motivational stories'/><title type='text'>TyasJetra Self Improvement Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>women|self improvement|motivational stories|inspirational stories|wise words</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5010645280923651498</id><published>2011-10-30T07:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T07:50:21.795+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Live an Inspirational Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGCvt9K7XXI/Tqye9wJ3XrI/AAAAAAAABYc/upNM9qXKn9U/s1600/life-inspirational.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGCvt9K7XXI/Tqye9wJ3XrI/AAAAAAAABYc/upNM9qXKn9U/s200/life-inspirational.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you ever gotten inspired by reading a story about someone who overcame great obstacles in order to achieve their goal? What if you can make your life one that would inspire and motivate the people who knew about it? What if you could write your own motivational story? Well guess what? Whether or not your life will be one that will inspire someone, you are writing it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just something magical that happens when someone is able to obtain the life of their dreams. We all had dreams when we were kids but because of one thing or another, as we grew up, those dreams started to fade away. We became stuck in the illusion of everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This illusion makes us believe that life is meant to be ordinary. We were meant to work at jobs we don’t like because after all, that is why they call it work. So we start to settle for what we can get instead of go after what we really want. We lose ourselves to the daily grind of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do these people in these inspirational stories do differently than the rest of us? They never lose sight of their dreams. Challenges are part of life. That's a fact that we just have to face. It isn’t something that we will ever get rid of. In fact, if you want to live an inspirational life, you must have challenges. The bigger the challenges you have to face, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read a story about someone who had to overcome some simple irritation to reach his goal, would that inspire you? Wouldn't you be more inspired by someone who had to overcome challenges that would bring most people to their knees? Think about the stories you've read or the movies you've seen where the main plot of a hero defeating the bad guy to get the prize. If you ever noticed, the stronger the bad guy was, the stronger our hero had to become, and the more inspiring the moment was when our hero finally defeated the bad guy. Now if the bad guy was some puny weakling, then you're really just watching a comedy, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, since you are writing your story as the days go by, in order to make it an inspirational one, you must take on those challenges that prevent you from living the life of your dreams. Your courage and determination can one day change the life of someone else. I think it's incredible when someone accomplishes a goal where they had to overcome such great adversity and when I read stories about those people, it inspires me to continue going for my own dreams and gives me hope that it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what kind of story will your life turn out to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Kevin Ngo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motivational-well-being.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5010645280923651498?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5010645280923651498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/10/live-inspirational-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5010645280923651498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5010645280923651498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/10/live-inspirational-life.html' title='Live an Inspirational Life'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGCvt9K7XXI/Tqye9wJ3XrI/AAAAAAAABYc/upNM9qXKn9U/s72-c/life-inspirational.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6131694642444786686</id><published>2011-10-12T18:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T18:06:37.489+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>What He Valued Most</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5gYJt6bs3M/TpV0a3-OFTI/AAAAAAAABXU/_nEmXPBcS48/s1600/Lovely_illustration_of_Happy_family_in_field_2_wallcoo.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5gYJt6bs3M/TpV0a3-OFTI/AAAAAAAABXU/_nEmXPBcS48/s200/Lovely_illustration_of_Happy_family_in_field_2_wallcoo.com.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.&lt;br /&gt;It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls,&lt;br /&gt;career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across&lt;br /&gt;the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy&lt;br /&gt;life, Jack had little time to think about the past and often no time to&lt;br /&gt;spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing&lt;br /&gt;could stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The&lt;br /&gt;funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old&lt;br /&gt;newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jack, did you hear me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of&lt;br /&gt;him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were&lt;br /&gt;doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of&lt;br /&gt;the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make&lt;br /&gt;sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this&lt;br /&gt;business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me&lt;br /&gt;things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral,"&lt;br /&gt;Jack said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his&lt;br /&gt;hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no&lt;br /&gt;children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to&lt;br /&gt;see the old house next door one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing&lt;br /&gt;over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house&lt;br /&gt;was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture,&lt;br /&gt;every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The box is gone," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What box? " Mom asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I&lt;br /&gt;must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell&lt;br /&gt;me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered&lt;br /&gt;it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had&lt;br /&gt;taken it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better&lt;br /&gt;get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from&lt;br /&gt;work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required&lt;br /&gt;on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within&lt;br /&gt;the next three days," the note read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and&lt;br /&gt;looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was&lt;br /&gt;difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Harold Belser" it read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There&lt;br /&gt;inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read&lt;br /&gt;the note inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack&lt;br /&gt;Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped&lt;br /&gt;to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack&lt;br /&gt;carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold&lt;br /&gt;pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing,&lt;br /&gt;he unlatched the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside he found these words engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time!&lt;br /&gt;Harold Belser."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The thing he valued most...was...my time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and&lt;br /&gt;cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his&lt;br /&gt;assistant asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need some time to spend with my family," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, by the way, Janet...thanks for your time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source :www.rogerknapp.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6131694642444786686?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6131694642444786686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/10/what-he-valued-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6131694642444786686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6131694642444786686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/10/what-he-valued-most.html' title='What He Valued Most'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F5gYJt6bs3M/TpV0a3-OFTI/AAAAAAAABXU/_nEmXPBcS48/s72-c/Lovely_illustration_of_Happy_family_in_field_2_wallcoo.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-726672922722411547</id><published>2011-09-29T09:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T09:45:37.339+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Brighter Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y0lTkhD-2Gk/ToPa4bZ2nKI/AAAAAAAABWs/9OvBHcv3sWE/s1600/bright+sky+with+daisies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y0lTkhD-2Gk/ToPa4bZ2nKI/AAAAAAAABWs/9OvBHcv3sWE/s200/bright+sky+with+daisies.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do you need to do to become happier in life? &lt;br /&gt;Do you need a new house? &lt;br /&gt;How about a new car or a bigger paycheck? How can you brighten your mood? &lt;br /&gt;What will lift your spirits? &lt;br /&gt;You could be suffering from a general malaise. Or, maybe, you're just suffering from the summer blues. &lt;br /&gt;But, whatever your discomfort, there are many easy things you can do to raise your state of health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychologists tell us that feeling joyful, lighthearted, and excited about life doesn't require major soul searching or a large investment of time or money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are &lt;b&gt;dozens of ways to lift your spirits in a scant moment&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile at yourself in the mirror each morning. It'll brighten your day.&lt;br /&gt;Stand up straight; slouching is harmful to your physical and mental health.&lt;br /&gt;Hum or sing your favorite tune. A shift in brain chemicals will reduce stress and lift your spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give of yourself each day.&amp;nbsp;A donation dropped into a Salvation Army kettle, a coin dropped into an expired parking meter, or a simple greeting to your neighbor will lift your spirits, as you experience a high from doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream yourself into happiness. Research reveals that by depriving yourself of at least seven hours of sleep each night could rob you of bliss. Less sleep means that you dream less.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep experts tell us that when your brain has fewer hours of sleep, the REM phase of sleep leaves little time to sort through the day's emotions. As a result, you are apt to wake up cranky and feel miserable all day. So, treat yourself to a good night's rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promote laughter and light heartiness. It will establish you as able and in control. Serve yourself by lifting up others. You will find great joy in making others feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a strong faith. Be confident in knowing that God will direct you to all that you need in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, most of all, realize that your brightest days are those spent in service to God and your fellow man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Copyright © 2011 Bob Stoess,&amp;nbsp;motivateus.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-726672922722411547?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/726672922722411547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/09/brighter-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/726672922722411547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/726672922722411547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/09/brighter-days.html' title='Brighter Days'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y0lTkhD-2Gk/ToPa4bZ2nKI/AAAAAAAABWs/9OvBHcv3sWE/s72-c/bright+sky+with+daisies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-9187493343289989000</id><published>2011-08-07T08:49:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T08:55:31.277+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>How Rich Are We?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJpongrM4KI/Tj3wJEHB4PI/AAAAAAAABTw/7Yyc3eQsDxs/s1600/starry-night-moon-edition.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJpongrM4KI/Tj3wJEHB4PI/AAAAAAAABTw/7Yyc3eQsDxs/s200/starry-night-moon-edition.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637926347050442994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day a father and his rich family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose to show him how poor people can be. They spent a day and a night on the farm of a very poor family. When they got back from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?" "Very good Dad!" "Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked. "Yeah!" "And what did you learn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son answered, "I saw that we have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden; they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lamps in the garden; they have the stars. Our patio reaches to the front yard; they have a whole horizon." When the little boy was finished, his father was speechless. His son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how 'poor' we are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it true that it all depends on the way you look at things? If you have love, friends, family, health, good humor and a positive attitude towards life -- you've got everything! You can't buy any of these things. You may have all the material possessions you can imagine, provisions for the future, etc.; but if you are poor of spirit, you have nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : motivational-well-being.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-9187493343289989000?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/9187493343289989000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/08/how-rich-are-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/9187493343289989000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/9187493343289989000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/08/how-rich-are-we.html' title='How Rich Are We?'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJpongrM4KI/Tj3wJEHB4PI/AAAAAAAABTw/7Yyc3eQsDxs/s72-c/starry-night-moon-edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8014981515653736329</id><published>2011-05-11T21:09:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T21:20:20.204+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>A Window To Look Through</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1mOHlqFB4I/TcqaOaGHJQI/AAAAAAAABTE/34t_EjmdXRc/s1600/window%2Bthrough.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1mOHlqFB4I/TcqaOaGHJQI/AAAAAAAABTE/34t_EjmdXRc/s200/window%2Bthrough.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605462258529805570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She watches through her window, her little girl at play.&lt;br /&gt;Memories flood back to her childhood, of her yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she tucks her gift into bed, and kisses her precious face&lt;br /&gt;She says a prayer of protection, "Lord keep my child safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as days turn months into years, she sees her little girl grow&lt;br /&gt;She begins to realize that a time will come, the time when she must let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she hears a gentle voice-- saying, "No greater love is this,&lt;br /&gt;than what you've done for your little girl, go seal it with a kiss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey I want to kiss your face, but I know I can't by phone&lt;br /&gt;While looking through your bedroom window, I began to feel alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So many days through this very window, I'd watch you laugh and play&lt;br /&gt;And I can almost see you tucked in bed, on those nights we'd talk and pray."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom," her daughter uttered, "There's something I want to say...&lt;br /&gt;You may not know how many times, I saw you watch me play."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That window that you're looking through, is the same one God looked in&lt;br /&gt;He saw you by my bed each night, when you'd tenderly tuck me in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So mom please don't feel all alone, you know I'll always be there...&lt;br /&gt;Just like God is with you now, no matter the time, or place or where."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother paused and then replied, "Sweetheart I know you're right...&lt;br /&gt;You're grown, married and have a child, that you now tuck in at night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I better go now, I have some things I better do."&lt;br /&gt;Her mom replied, "I know it dear, you've got a window to look through."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dedicated to mothers and daughters and the unique and special love they have and will continue to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian G. Jett ©-1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8014981515653736329?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8014981515653736329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/05/window-to-look-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8014981515653736329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8014981515653736329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/05/window-to-look-through.html' title='A Window To Look Through'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1mOHlqFB4I/TcqaOaGHJQI/AAAAAAAABTE/34t_EjmdXRc/s72-c/window%2Bthrough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4774349657026342857</id><published>2011-01-13T10:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T10:42:08.951+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Enhance Your Impressive Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TS5z60ApVJI/AAAAAAAABN8/7Kq-JGp8lBs/s1600/charm%2Bwoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TS5z60ApVJI/AAAAAAAABN8/7Kq-JGp8lBs/s200/charm%2Bwoman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561510044080100498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you want to develop a vibrant personality, is an important aspect of attractiveness and the most important would be quality called inner charisma or charm. Charm is the personality that comes from inside. This is usually known as 'Personal Attractiveness' and what the film makers and big companies look for is personal magnetism or internal charm. This is not a defined property, but is much more important than physical attractiveness. But when both personalities combined mixture is irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charm can be developed into individual, like how you learn everything. Anyway, it requires a lot of self-discipline and constant study. Some of the features we can take people of great kindness, interest in people, courtesy, kindness towards all, confidence and vitality. There are a few important requirement needed to develop an impressive attitude, such as maintaining good health, kind for all, a good character, honesty in all respects, not selfish, obedient to the principles and ideals that beauty of body and mind, truth, religious, loyal and good habits. Involvement those qualities in yourself will help you develop an impressive personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality is the psychological behavior that makes the way of life and is operated by the way we interrelate with people around us and the environment relevant to them. We regularly hear people say 'he has a hot-tempered personality' or 'he has a cool personality. “Both figures describe a person's communication with people surrounding and power handling different situations. Personality for any normal person has decided on three major factors, which are the situations, one person handles, inheritance of genes and environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, discuss inheritance of genes is that the genes we inherit from our parents and this play a major part to act personality development. The environment is also key that the personality developed by the society and living styles. The third major issue for its development is the situations we deal with. Regardless of the additional two factors for its development, how we deal with situations in a developed or a well-educated way matters a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone would agree with the point that keeping fit is very most important element of having an impressive personality. Staying fit also has several rewards. There are several ways to keep fit and if you have a gym close by your house, you just plan time. You can also sign up a gym or can also contact the trainer for internal personal lessons. An internal personal training is normally conducted by people who cannot manage his daily schedule for exercise and fitness gym or physical tutoring instructor. The alternative option is that you go to a dance class for staying fit and in shape. Staying in shape will also be a part of personal development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By KK Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.selfgrowth.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4774349657026342857?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4774349657026342857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/01/enhance-your-impressive-personality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4774349657026342857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4774349657026342857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/01/enhance-your-impressive-personality.html' title='Enhance Your Impressive Personality'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TS5z60ApVJI/AAAAAAAABN8/7Kq-JGp8lBs/s72-c/charm%2Bwoman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5913555990193190452</id><published>2011-01-08T11:01:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T11:25:15.644+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Make a Better Bathrooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TSfml5XOz8I/AAAAAAAABNg/ABvZ1rxNSSE/s1600/Ecobar%2BShower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TSfml5XOz8I/AAAAAAAABNg/ABvZ1rxNSSE/s200/Ecobar%2BShower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559665803739975618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are a professional interior designer or just a housewife who likes to decorate and redecorate your house interior, you are going to love and be a big fan of this cool site. Better Bathrooms is the one stop shopping site where you can find anything you need for your bath room. Do you need only the bathroom tiles or a set of bathroom furniture that contains toilet seat, shower, mirror, taps and anything else related to bathroom? Your needs will be fulfilled if you visit &lt;a href="http://www.betterbathrooms.com/"&gt;www.betterbathrooms.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time, friends: they are now on sale! New Year Sale! Can you believe that the gorgeous Ecobar Bar Valve and Contour Slide Rail Pack like the image above only costs ₤69.95? Grab it fast and you won't be disappointed about the quality and the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you browse this site, don't forget to see they Storage Unit that off course provided in special offer. I really love the Windsor 400 Linen Unit. This is the storage unit I've been looking for. And they sale price is only ₤99.95. Fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about the payment methods. 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Happy Shopping..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5913555990193190452?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5913555990193190452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/01/make-better-bathrooms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5913555990193190452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5913555990193190452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2011/01/make-better-bathrooms.html' title='Make a Better Bathrooms'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TSfml5XOz8I/AAAAAAAABNg/ABvZ1rxNSSE/s72-c/Ecobar%2BShower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1712614262384265137</id><published>2010-12-19T11:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T11:28:39.630+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Having the Confidence to Be Who You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TQ2J6gIW0yI/AAAAAAAABNE/OPx5fx5R8cg/s1600/confidence%2Bwoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TQ2J6gIW0yI/AAAAAAAABNE/OPx5fx5R8cg/s200/confidence%2Bwoman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552245553768092450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By: Roseanna Leaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flicking though a book the other day by Neil Donald Walsh, one of the "Conversations with God" series, and as always when perusing his writings, I was struck by one particular paragraph. He was questioning how a person can remain peaceful and loving when the world around you is demonstrating the opposite. In fact, this is what is asked in the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do you remain peaceful when the world is demonstrating everything but peace? Loving, when the world is demonstrating everything but love? Forgiving, when the world is demonstrating everything but forgiveness?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer given in the book was, as always, spot on: "You insist on being who you are no matter what the rest of the world is being". The question which immediately arose in my mind was as to how many of us actually have the confidence and belief to do this? How many of us have a firm basis of self belief?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not born with a lack of confidence; rather, we are an almost open book, the pages of which are turned in accordance with our experiences. We learn to like or dislike ourselves as a result of the actions and reactions of people around us. We learn our levels of self belief and self confidence as a result of the types of experiences which we encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those first few years have an amazing impact upon our later experiences in life. Because to (loosely) quote Henry Ford "if you think you can you probably can, but if you think you cannot, you are probably right". If you think you can do something you will have a go at it with confidence, and determination to find a way to do it. On the other hand, if you were to only think that you might be able to do it, you are less likely to look for alternative paths to achievement when the going gets tough. And, if you do not think you can do it at all, you will not even give it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those first few years in this way shape our later reality. We make our choices based upon our framework of self belief. We get into situations which then confirm and strengthen those beliefs. It is all too easy to go from a childhood in which you felt unloved or unworthy into later relationships where you take on the role of one who is worthless, one who is a victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is never too late to change. To change the outer reality of your life, to change who you spend time with, where you live, how you allow people to treat you, how you allow yourself to be swayed in this or that direction, and so on, you first have to look within. Because everything that is happening in your life now is happening because you chose this path, either consciously or inadvertently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, those choices are made accidentally, more by allowing things to happen than by thinking "oh wow I want that to happen". The key to being peaceful and strong in yourself, and staying on your own path, is to look within and to take control of your own mind and your own choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I am so in awe of the power which hypnosis gives to us. Hypnosis allows contact with your inner mind; it enables you to reveal to yourself the thoughts and attitudes previously hidden within your subconscious mind. Not only that, you can use hypnotic suggestions to install confidence building feelings and attitudes. And this can be done in the comfort of your own home, with the help of hypnosis downloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also an additional dimension to having such a strong sense of self that you always stay on your own path, knowing that this is where you are meant to be, no matter what is happening around you. This added dimension reaches further inwards to our sense of the spiritual, an inner knowing that we are on our current path for a reason, the knowledge that we are in the right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: positivearticles.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1712614262384265137?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1712614262384265137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/12/having-confidence-to-be-who-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1712614262384265137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1712614262384265137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/12/having-confidence-to-be-who-you-are.html' title='Having the Confidence to Be Who You Are'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TQ2J6gIW0yI/AAAAAAAABNE/OPx5fx5R8cg/s72-c/confidence%2Bwoman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8398575378573530599</id><published>2010-09-28T10:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T10:35:57.245+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Having the Confidence to Be Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TKFif7AHV1I/AAAAAAAABLk/SzORHxiR7Hc/s1600/i+think+i+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TKFif7AHV1I/AAAAAAAABLk/SzORHxiR7Hc/s200/i+think+i+can.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521802918686578514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is important that you do what is right for you, that you choose to do the things in this life which suit you as a person. There is no point in doing what you do not like, or do not believe in, in order to please another person. If you do, then you will usually end up resenting the person whom you had chosen to try to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We humans do what we want in this life (generally speaking) but we do not always admit to ourselves that this is the case. It is easy to say that it is another person's fault that something happened, and so on, and yet in reality the truth is that we chose to go along with whatever it was. There are many situations which I think the majority of people will relate to as ones in which we knew didn't quite feel right and yet we never the less went along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy in hindsight to see that the wrong choice was made, and possibly that choice was made based upon the wrong reasons. How many people know of someone who stays with their partner because they are afraid of being on their own? Or perhaps you know someone who leaves a good and stable, loving and successful relationship because "something" (which they cannot quite identify) is missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of business, how many people go into a job because it is expected of them as opposed to what they are really passionate about? It is so easy for human beings to be swayed by what other people think, or by the local "norms" in our community, or by what we think that others expect of us. It is also easy to be swayed in our very beliefs about what is right or wrong, and perhaps it is also easy to alter our own beliefs in the hope that we will change the beliefs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the chips are down, the most important thing is to be true to your own path in this life, and this means not being swayed too much by others and also not swaying others to go along with you. We are all on our own paths, and we all have to take our individual course through this life. Your own beliefs should change only because you are discovering more and more accurately who you are as a person and not because you are purely aligning with the beliefs of friends or associates, or because you are trying to impose your beliefs on another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This does not mean that you should not change. To not change would be to stagnate and die. This is a world which constantly moves and changes and everything within it moves and changes too. Human beings are no exception. The important thing is to have the confidence to move and change in a manner appropriate to you, in a way which suits you and affirms your true beliefs about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor does it mean that you should not compromise in certain circumstances or situations. Compromise is inevitable in a world where everyone is an individual living their own life, upon their own path. The key is in having the ability to compromise without compromising your own beliefs or those of the other person; Balance has to be sought. There has to be give and take in every relationship in life. Life is like a see-saw; as one end goes up there is another end which goes down...but there is an optimal point where both ends are level and everyone is happy. This is the equilibrium which everyone should seek to achieve in their relationships with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This equilibrium can only happen if you have self-confidence. To have the confidence to be yourself and to continually grow in your understanding of yourself and the world is the basis of what life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.positivearticles.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8398575378573530599?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8398575378573530599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/09/having-confidence-to-be-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8398575378573530599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8398575378573530599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/09/having-confidence-to-be-yourself.html' title='Having the Confidence to Be Yourself'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TKFif7AHV1I/AAAAAAAABLk/SzORHxiR7Hc/s72-c/i+think+i+can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-3382284197997553215</id><published>2010-08-31T09:14:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:30:33.157+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>What a Man Craves in a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/THxocI4oSdI/AAAAAAAABLc/IS2Rnx1s6P0/s1600/love-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/THxocI4oSdI/AAAAAAAABLc/IS2Rnx1s6P0/s200/love-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511394876625275346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Admiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that men crave is admiration. As boys, they fantasize about scoring the winning point in the championship game, or being applauded by thousands of screaming fans. As they grow up, they reach a point where they know the championship game or rock star fantasy is just…a fantasy. They probably aren’t going to be the President or the CEO. They’re just another regular guy. And the only source of true admiration is going to be a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, men battle for respect. In business, hobbies, and traffic, respect isn’t easily earned. And it may be easily lost when a company downsizes, or a new guy with more sports talent or a better collection arrives. And in a world where there are dozens of people he has to respect, whether they’re potential customers or strangers driving erratically who may be packing a .38 in the console, a man looks forward to the respect of a girlfriend or wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our ever-changing world, trust is increasingly difficult to come by. Employers do background checks. Volunteer youth workers at church are fingerprinted. You may even need to pass an investigation before you can adopt a shelter dog. Internet dates give fake names and throwaway phone numbers. And the less trusted a man is, the more likely he is to be tempted to live down to other people’s expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most men prefer dogs to cats. In large part, this is due to the fact that dogs are faithful companions. A dog is always happy when you arrive home, and lets you know how glad he is to see you. Cats on the other hand seem to pride themselves on acting like they could care less if you’re there or not. Men like to be the most important thing in someone’s world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all men crave love. A wise person once said “You like someone Because; you love them In Spite Of.” Most men are painfully aware of their imperfections and deep down may not believe they deserve to be loved. So finding a woman who can make them feel loved and deserving of love can satisfy a deep unspoken craving. They may not realize how much they need to be loved until they actually experience genuine mature love. It make take them a while to differentiate between love and sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a mature relationship, each party contributes to the emotional security of the other by satisfying these cravings. All relationships have ups and downs. All individuals have imperfections and annoying habits. It is the emotional support that make it worthwhile to preserve a relationship through the many challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting those needs can put you well on your way to “happily ever after”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.selfgrowth.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-3382284197997553215?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/3382284197997553215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/08/what-man-craves-in-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3382284197997553215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3382284197997553215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/08/what-man-craves-in-woman.html' title='What a Man Craves in a Woman'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/THxocI4oSdI/AAAAAAAABLc/IS2Rnx1s6P0/s72-c/love-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5209488904935789954</id><published>2010-07-28T11:43:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T11:50:10.742+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Look Within To Find Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TE-2o5QT0gI/AAAAAAAABJc/FAI9xX-IaEo/s1600/happiness2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TE-2o5QT0gI/AAAAAAAABJc/FAI9xX-IaEo/s200/happiness2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498814483722916354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close friend said' "If I could only figure this out, I think I could find happiness." I have heard this before and will hear it again I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people want to believe that finding happiness is all about finding something else they want. Not many have ever found long term happiness by achieving another goal. The answer to finding happiness is to look within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, happiness is completely an inside job. The most important piece to finding happiness is to comprehend happiness is a choice and not the result of an experience. If all happiness could be found as the result of an acquisition, meeting a goal, or having anything, then a person's happiness would always be subject to something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this: one definition of happiness is simply the absence of an opposite emotion whether it is pain, sadness or something else. If the opposite emotions are never experienced then happiness can never be experienced either. Think about it like this: bad times allow you to appreciate good times; hunger allows you to appreciate food; and sadness allows you to appreciate and experience happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dictionary defines happiness as enjoying, showing, or marked by pleasure, satisfaction or joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you hear... "I'll be happy when"? When I get that job, I'll be happy. I'll be happy when I find a life partner. I'd be happy if I had more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These, and all the other "if I had", scenarios are following the same reasoning; that happiness is based on external circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you base your happiness on external circumstances, you will continuously fail to find happiness. There will always, always be another external circumstance. There will always be another dollar, another job, another house, or another partner. Better, more, else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break this vicious cycle, we must find our happiness somewhere else. That somewhere else is within. We have been given everything we need to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow yourself to choose happiness. If life was perfect would you be happy? Life is perfect because we create it with our choices. Since we can create life, we can create happiness - and how much better can it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we can accept that life is perfect as it is and that our lives are the sum total of everything that has happened to this instant, only then can we accept the joy and happiness we deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that this concept is very difficult for some to accept. However, the alternative to being happy now is to spend the rest of our lives seeking happiness as if happiness was an item to be bought or found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not. Just remember the saying - Don't worry - be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : www.motivateus.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5209488904935789954?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5209488904935789954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/look-within-to-find-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5209488904935789954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5209488904935789954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/look-within-to-find-happiness.html' title='Look Within To Find Happiness'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TE-2o5QT0gI/AAAAAAAABJc/FAI9xX-IaEo/s72-c/happiness2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8867072541129761587</id><published>2010-07-15T12:44:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:57:49.526+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>15 Fascinating Facts About Smiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TD6i-IwVc-I/AAAAAAAABIg/OwCHuqG_wPI/s1600/smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 117px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TD6i-IwVc-I/AAAAAAAABIg/OwCHuqG_wPI/s200/smiling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494007783824389090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone loves the quote “laughter is the best medicine,” and as a nurse, I have experienced the benefits of smiling and laughter with my patients. In fact, smiling can boost your mood and even your immune system. Keep reading for more fascinating facts about our smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Forcing yourself to smile can boost your mood&lt;/span&gt;: Psychologists have found that even if you’re in bad mood, you can instantly lift your spirits by forcing yourself to smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It boosts your immune system&lt;/span&gt;: Smiling really can improve your physical health, too. Your body is more relaxed when you smile, which contributes to good health and a stronger immune system.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Smiles are contagious&lt;/span&gt;: It’s not just a saying: smiling really is contagious, scientists say. In a study conducted in Sweden, people had difficulty frowning when they looked at other subjects who were smiling, and their muscles twitched into smiles all on their own.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Smiles Relieve Stress&lt;/span&gt;: Your body immediately releases endorphins when you smile, even when you force it. This sudden change in mood will help you feel better and release stress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It’s easier to smile than to frown&lt;/span&gt;: Scientists have discovered that your body has to work harder and use more muscles to frown than it does to smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It’s a universal sign of happiness&lt;/span&gt;: While hand shakes, hugs, and bows all have varying meanings across cultures, smiling is known around the world and in all cultures as a sign of happiness and acceptance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;li&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We still smile at work&lt;/span&gt;: While we smile less at work than we do at home, 30% of subjects in a research study smiled five to 20 times a day, and 28% smiled over 20 times per day at the office.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Smiles use from 5 to 53 facial muscles&lt;/span&gt;: Just smiling can require your body to use up to 53 muscles, but some smiles only use 5 muscle movements.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Babies are born with the ability to smile&lt;/span&gt;: Babies learn a lot of behaviors and sounds from watching the people around them, but scientists believe that all babies are born with the ability, since even blind babies smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Smiling helps you get promoted&lt;/span&gt;: Smiles make a person seem more attractive, sociable and confident, and people who smile more are more likely to get a promotion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Smiles are the most easily recognizable facial expression&lt;/span&gt;: People can recognize smiles from up to 300 feet away, making it the most easily recognizable facial expression.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Women smile more than men&lt;/span&gt;: Generally, women smile more than men, but when they participate in similar work or social roles, they smile the same amount. This finding leads scientists to believe that gender roles are quite flexible. Boy babies, though, do smile less than girl babies, who also make more eye contact.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Smiles are more attractive than makeup&lt;/span&gt;: A research study conducted by Orbit Complete discovered that 69% of people find women more attractive when they smile than when they are wearing makeup.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;There are 19 different types of smiles&lt;/span&gt;: UC-San Francisco researcher identified 19 types of smiles and put them into two categories: polite “social” smiles which engage fewer muscles, and sincere “felt” smiles that use more muscles on both sides of the face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Babies start smiling as newborns&lt;/span&gt;: Most doctors believe that real smiles occur when babies are awake at the age of four-to-six weeks, but babies start smiling in their sleep as soon as they’re born.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.pickthebrain.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8867072541129761587?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8867072541129761587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/15-fascinating-facts-about-smiling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8867072541129761587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8867072541129761587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/15-fascinating-facts-about-smiling.html' title='15 Fascinating Facts About Smiling'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TD6i-IwVc-I/AAAAAAAABIg/OwCHuqG_wPI/s72-c/smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-3246659441070299241</id><published>2010-07-08T15:43:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:57:14.206+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>I Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/i-believe.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TDWRi2bpW3I/AAAAAAAABHM/ZXkdrTXak40/s200/believe.jpg" alt="believe" title="believe" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491455348561238898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a&lt;br /&gt;while and, you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That you can keep going long after you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That we are responsible for what  we do, no matter how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That either you control your attitude or it controls you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there&lt;br /&gt;had better be something else to take its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That money is a lousy way of keeping score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've&lt;br /&gt;learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That our background and circumstances may have influenced&lt;br /&gt;who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other,  And just&lt;br /&gt;because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That even when you think you have no more to give, when a&lt;br /&gt;friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe-&lt;br /&gt;That the people you care about most in life are the essence of life.&lt;br /&gt;Tell them today how much you love them and what they mean to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:www.rogerknapp.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-3246659441070299241?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/3246659441070299241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/i-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3246659441070299241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3246659441070299241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/i-believe.html' title='I Believe'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TDWRi2bpW3I/AAAAAAAABHM/ZXkdrTXak40/s72-c/believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1852773141281716578</id><published>2010-07-01T08:17:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:58:38.607+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Future You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/future-you.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TCvviydLpbI/AAAAAAAABHE/yh5arY9_gFU/s200/Eye.jpg" alt="the future you" title="the future you" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488743951819842994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The person you are to become, is always watching the person you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;The image you have of yourself tomorrow, depends on the actions you watch yourself take today.&lt;br /&gt;The confidence with which you live next month, will be based on the integrity of your actions this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hide and conceal things from just about anyone, but the person you are to become is always watching. And that person's opinion of you will play a major role in your life. Will you be proud tomorrow of what you did today? Will your future self find strength in your present actions and attitudes? Will you learn from your mistakes and from your successes? The you of tomorrow is watching, waiting, hoping and depending upon the you of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live each moment like someone is watching. Because someone is watching, someone who can make you or break you. Live so that the person you become in the future can look back with gratitude and admiration at the person you are right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1852773141281716578?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1852773141281716578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/future-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1852773141281716578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1852773141281716578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/07/future-you.html' title='The Future You'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/TCvviydLpbI/AAAAAAAABHE/yh5arY9_gFU/s72-c/Eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-2496467197614530451</id><published>2010-05-26T19:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:36:50.643+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Do You Know What You Are Looking For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S_0UAM-c3aI/AAAAAAAABEU/1MWjJ_znqjo/s1600/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S_0UAM-c3aI/AAAAAAAABEU/1MWjJ_znqjo/s200/pray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475554715668110754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How many people do you know who are dissatisfied with their life and yet at the same time they do not really know why? They are looking around for something but don't have a clear idea of what that something is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, how many people do you know who say their prayers at night, saying thank you for all the good things in their life and asking for help with other things or people who they care about? Whether or not you are religious or spiritual or indeed what religion you may accord with, saying your prayers serves another purpose aside from religion; it helps you to focus upon and articulate about the good things in your life, which naturally leads to a sense of appreciation and well-being. If you do not take the time to notice these things, would you really be aware of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask this question because it is a fact that unless you focus upon something clearly you often miss things which may well be sitting directly beneath your nose or staring you right in your face. You tend to see the things which you are looking for, and brush over the things which are unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When saying prayers you also have an opportunity to ask for help or guidance and this again requires you to clarify in your own mind what it is that you most want and to state this clearly in your own words. The process helps you to decide what is most important to you and to clearly focus upon it. This is extremely important, as you need to imagine something to enable you to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you imagine you can create. Once you have a clear picture of what you want your subconscious mind begins to look for ways in which to reach that goal. Unless you have a clear picture in your mind, you may very well find yourself going around in circles, chasing your own tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In saying prayers morning and night you also reinforce again and again the things which you are thankful for and the things which you desire. Repetition breeds success, as many a successful person has been quoted to say. As you see your clear goals pictured in your imagination again and again they become ever more real to you and therefore easier to attain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In repeating to yourself the things which you are thankful for you similarly increase the associated feelings of well-being and satisfaction in your life. This is always a good thing. Happiness leads to happiness, brass leads to brass, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another benefit to saying your prayers. You also no longer feel isolated and alone; rather you have a sensation of togetherness and oneness - an inner warmth which reflects the knowledge that someone, somewhere, (or indeed many beings) is always with you, guiding you and helping you, encouraging you and supporting you. The greater your belief, the greater the emotional support you will enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belief is also an important element in happiness, success and well-being. The more you believe in yourself, and the more you believe in your goals, the happier and more successful you will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.positivearticles.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-2496467197614530451?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/2496467197614530451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/05/do-you-know-what-you-are-looking-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2496467197614530451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2496467197614530451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/05/do-you-know-what-you-are-looking-for.html' title='Do You Know What You Are Looking For?'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S_0UAM-c3aI/AAAAAAAABEU/1MWjJ_znqjo/s72-c/pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7796516175528910469</id><published>2010-03-28T18:29:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:50:58.730+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Wolves Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/03/wolves-within.html"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S69AyR0-NwI/AAAAAAAABD4/N0n6-P5W0lU/s200/wolves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453648906292180738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An old Grandfather, whose grandson came to him with anger at a schoolmate who had done him an injustice, said,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Let me tell you a story. I too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do. But hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It is like taking poison and wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with these feelings many times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued,...&lt;br /&gt;"It is as if there are two wolves inside me; one is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest thing will set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time, for no reason. He cannot think because his anger and hate are so great. It is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to dominate my spirit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eye and asked, "Which one wins, Grandpa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grandfather solemnly said, "The one I feed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.rogerknapp.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7796516175528910469?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7796516175528910469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/03/wolves-within.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7796516175528910469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7796516175528910469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/03/wolves-within.html' title='The Wolves Within'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S69AyR0-NwI/AAAAAAAABD4/N0n6-P5W0lU/s72-c/wolves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1839598347995805852</id><published>2010-03-14T02:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T02:30:08.101+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Sometimes The Day Comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S5vntDz6gDI/AAAAAAAABDI/3h8i5NTQk5w/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S5vntDz6gDI/AAAAAAAABDI/3h8i5NTQk5w/s200/sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448202935537926194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when you try your level best&lt;br /&gt;to achieve something&lt;br /&gt;but you fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when nobody understands you&lt;br /&gt;and you feel that you are isolated&lt;br /&gt;from the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when you want to help the needy&lt;br /&gt;but find yourself unable to&lt;br /&gt;because of some reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when you are hungry and have a few bucks&lt;br /&gt;but you see the child laborers and buy food for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when Mom comes up with one answer&lt;br /&gt;and Father with another&lt;br /&gt;and you have to make your own decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when you see that some people ditch others&lt;br /&gt;because of their selfishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when you want to tell something to your parents&lt;br /&gt;but find yourself unable to because&lt;br /&gt;you think that they might get hurt or misunderstand you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when your friends drift apart&lt;br /&gt;not because you were not able to understand them&lt;br /&gt;but because they were not able to understand you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when you want to smile&lt;br /&gt;but can't find a place to even weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when your beloved can't understand your feelings&lt;br /&gt;and leaves you alone&lt;br /&gt;and you look down and feel ashamed or embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes the day comes&lt;br /&gt;when you learn from all your failure and think&lt;br /&gt;"Those who dare to fail greatly can achieve greatly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look down, look up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Joy Sankhala&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.heartnsouls.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1839598347995805852?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1839598347995805852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/03/sometimes-day-comes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1839598347995805852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1839598347995805852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/03/sometimes-day-comes.html' title='Sometimes The Day Comes'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S5vntDz6gDI/AAAAAAAABDI/3h8i5NTQk5w/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8698205559522137037</id><published>2010-03-05T08:16:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:23:02.940+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Risk of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S5Bcr15g3UI/AAAAAAAABCw/qAyveegb6GE/s1600-h/Love_hurts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S5Bcr15g3UI/AAAAAAAABCw/qAyveegb6GE/s200/Love_hurts2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444953857763368258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a risk involved in everything&lt;br /&gt;Every time you share a smile&lt;br /&gt;Every time you shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;You are opening yourself up to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people tread slowly through life,&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding the closeness risk brings,&lt;br /&gt;Sidestepping the things they can not understand&lt;br /&gt;Turning away from those who care too much-&lt;br /&gt;Those who care stay too long,&lt;br /&gt;Those who hold too tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is never an easy way to love&lt;br /&gt;You cannot approach it cautiously&lt;br /&gt;It will not wait for you to arm yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not care if you turn away&lt;br /&gt;It is everywhere, it is everything.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the greatest of all risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not reliable, it is not cautious,&lt;br /&gt;It is not sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;It is unprejudiced and unmerciful.&lt;br /&gt;It strikes the strongest of mind,&lt;br /&gt;And brings them to their knees in one blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the best of times, love hurts.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to need, it hurts to belong,&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to be the other part of someone else,&lt;br /&gt;Without either of your consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, from the moment it overtakes you,&lt;br /&gt;It hurts worse to be all alone.&lt;br /&gt;The risk of love never depletes;&lt;br /&gt;It grows stronger and more dangerous with time.&lt;br /&gt;But, it is in the total surrender of all defense,&lt;br /&gt;That we, no matter weak or strong,&lt;br /&gt;No matter willing or captive,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, we truly experience love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the many things love is not,&lt;br /&gt;Outweighing it all are the things that love is.&lt;br /&gt;Love is surrender without a loss.&lt;br /&gt;It is a gift without the cost.&lt;br /&gt;It consumes your every thought and desire,&lt;br /&gt;Every breath you take.&lt;br /&gt;It is the fire that fuels you&lt;br /&gt;To do more than pass through life;&lt;br /&gt;It urges you, instead, to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter the outcome, having felt love,&lt;br /&gt;You will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;It may scar your heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;And leave you only memories of forever.&lt;br /&gt;Or, it may cause every day of your life&lt;br /&gt;To feel like there is no need for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But, love is worth it. It is worth the risk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For in all of life,&lt;br /&gt;Love is truly the only risk worth taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.trueinsights.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8698205559522137037?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8698205559522137037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/03/risk-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8698205559522137037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8698205559522137037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/03/risk-of-love.html' title='The Risk of Love'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S5Bcr15g3UI/AAAAAAAABCw/qAyveegb6GE/s72-c/Love_hurts2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-940913903843360292</id><published>2010-02-10T21:20:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:43:05.398+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>7 Essential Habits for Loving Your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/02/7-essential-habits-for-loving-your-life.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S3LD2fURsBI/AAAAAAAABAo/W2iY0_lZFRU/s200/happiness.jpg" alt="happiness" title="happiness" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436623041076506642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take Care of YOU First.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always. No matter what. No excuses.&lt;br /&gt;If you do something for someone else without taking care of yourself first, you'll resent it. And you'll end up punishing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workout. Eat well. Relax. Take care of your body. Take time out. Keep away from toxic people and toxic situations. If you don't feel good, you aren't good...for anybody. Most importantly...for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: The Feminine mantra is: "I FEEL Good to DO good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masculine is the opposite: "I DO Good to FEEL Good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Do Everything Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It's exhausting. It's overwhelming. It's usually not worth it. And it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask for help. Find support. Delegate. Or simply don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're overworked and overwhelmed, you're not good for anybody... most importantly... yourself. (Sound familiar? Good. You're gettin' it!)&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learn to Say "NO".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I can NEVER say this enough! The power of the feminine comes from saying "NO" to anything that is immoral, illegal or unethical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also saying "NO" to anything that doesn't FEEL good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. I don't feel like working this hard."&lt;br /&gt;"No. I don't feel like picking up after Your mess."&lt;br /&gt;"No. I don't want to go out because I feel tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why saying "NO" is soooooo hard for many of us. But saying "NO" can often support the greater good of "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying "NO" to other people's requests helps us achieve our more important goals...specifically taking care of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me. It's okay. You will still be loved when you say "NO" because you simply can't (or won't) do it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prioritize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Know what's important. And more importantly...what's NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't fit with your passion, values and goals, don't do it. No matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else will do it (if it really needs to be done) and everything will be just fine. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accept. Reject. But NEVER TOLERATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Accept a person or a situation for who or what it is. Or walk away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER tolerate a person or situation. NEVER. Toleration will hurt you. It will destroy the relationship anyway. And it can make you sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerations are the things that you "put up" with. Incomplete decisions. Negative people. Broken agreements. Petty annoyances. Irritants.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, everything that gets on your nerves is toleration.&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of your tolerations. Or make a plan to accept them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go Where You're Wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;People who need people are lucky people.&lt;br /&gt;People who want people who don't want them are unworthy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from people and places where you don't feel wanted. Or appreciated. Or acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so much easier when you put yourself with people and in situations where you're wanted.&lt;br /&gt;People who like you and want you will make you feel good. Go with them. Godspeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talk Less. Listen More.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;(This is a really hard one.) But talking is exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to listen. You don't work so hard. And you learn things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you listen you can see the person for who he is. You can see what he has to offer. You can see what he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masculine men appreciate women who listen...so listen up, girls! Show him respect by appreciating his ideas and what he gives you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your rewards will be enormous. In more ways than you can imagine. Believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of you, reap the rewards, and be in the habit of Loving Your Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Cherry Norris&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.positivearticles.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-940913903843360292?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/940913903843360292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/02/7-essential-habits-for-loving-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/940913903843360292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/940913903843360292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/02/7-essential-habits-for-loving-your-life.html' title='7 Essential Habits for Loving Your Life'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S3LD2fURsBI/AAAAAAAABAo/W2iY0_lZFRU/s72-c/happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-9147147719838290275</id><published>2010-01-26T23:03:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:18:13.643+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><title type='text'>True Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/true-love-story.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S18VMsvkLfI/AAAAAAAABAY/lhBgampEpO8/s200/old+couple.jpg" alt="old couple" title="old couple" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431082983545384434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70, walks into a lawyer's office.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, they are there to file a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer was very puzzled, after having a chat with them, he got their story....&lt;br /&gt;This couple had been quarreling all their 40 over years of marriage nothing ever seems to go right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hang on because of their children, afraid that it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all their children have already grown up, have their own family, there's nothing else the old couple have to worry about, all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage, so both agree on a divorce....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done, because he felt that after 40 yrs of marriage at the age of 70, he couldn't understand why the old couple would still want a divorce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband..&lt;br /&gt;"I really love u, but I really cant carry on anymore, I'm sorry.."&lt;br /&gt;"Its o.k, I understand.." said the husband.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them, wife thought, why not, since they are still gonna be friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the dining table, there was a silence of awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately, the old man took the drumstick for the old lady.. "Take this, its your favorite.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at this, the lawyer thought maybe there's still a chance, but the wife was frowning when she answer.."&lt;br /&gt;"This is always the problem, you always think so highly of yourself, never thought about how I feel, don't you know that i hate drumsticks?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did she know that over the years, the husband have been trying all ways to please her,&lt;br /&gt;little did she know that drumsticks was the husband's favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all,&lt;br /&gt;little did he know that she hates drumsticks even though all he wants is the best for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, both of them couldn't sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn... After hours, the old man couldn't take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her, and he cant carry on life without her, he wants her back, he wants to tell her, he is sorry, he wanted to tell her "I love you"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picks up the phone, starting dialing her number.... ringing never stops.. he never stop dialing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, she was sad, she couldn’t understand how come after all these years, he still doesn't understand her at all, she loves him a lot, but she just can't take it anymore....&lt;br /&gt;Phone's ringing, she refuses to answer knowing that its him...&lt;br /&gt;"What's the point of talking now that its over... I have ask for it and now I wanna keep it this way, if not I will lose face.." she thought...&lt;br /&gt;Still ringing...she have decided to pull out the cord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did she remember, he have heart problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, she received news that he had passed away... She rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone... He had a heart attack when he was still trying to get through her phone line....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sad as she could be... she will have to clear his belongings... when she was looking through the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married, with the beneficiary being her... And together in those file, there was this note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"To my dearest wife, by the time you're reading this, I'm sure I'm no longer around.. I bought this policy for you, though the amount is only $100k, I hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that I have made when we got married.. I might not be around anymore.. I want this amount of money to continue taking care of you, just like the way I will if I could have live longer.. I want you to know I will always be around, by your side... I love you.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears flowed like river......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love someone, let them know... You never know what will happen the next minute.... Learn to build a life together.. Learn to love each other. For who they are.. not what they are..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.lovefatedestiny.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-9147147719838290275?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/9147147719838290275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/true-love-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/9147147719838290275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/9147147719838290275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/true-love-story.html' title='True Love Story'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S18VMsvkLfI/AAAAAAAABAY/lhBgampEpO8/s72-c/old+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8639749819556324577</id><published>2010-01-26T01:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T01:03:22.177+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Medical Alert Devices</title><content type='html'>If you have to leave your parents or your grand parents at home unattended, maybe it won’t be a problem if they are still healthy enough to do anything by themselves. But if they are not in a good condition, like my grandmother who has diabetes, it will be better for you if you buy the Medical Alert for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In www.brickhousealert.com, you can find lots of information about Medical Alert devices. There are fall alert detectors that are 24 hours a day monitoring the old people who wear this device and automatically sense if they fall. This device is connected to the operator that will immediately call the doctors or hospital to give the emergency help needed.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; There are also other &lt;a href="http://www.brickhousealert.com"&gt;Medical Alert&lt;/a&gt; devices offered by this site and those all are very useful for old people or for people who have medical problem. GPS Tracking Bracelet with 2 way speakerphone could also be a good choice. It can be used like a cell phone if call for help needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this &lt;a href="http://www.brickhousealert.com"&gt;Medical Alert&lt;/a&gt; system installed, you won’t be worried if you have to leave your beloved people at home because you are sure they are safe in a good hand. Just visit www.brickhousealert.com to have this useful device for your parents or grand parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8639749819556324577?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8639749819556324577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/medical-alert-devices.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8639749819556324577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8639749819556324577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/medical-alert-devices.html' title='Medical Alert Devices'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-538345729171503788</id><published>2010-01-20T17:50:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T23:39:38.515+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>How To Heal A Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/how-to-heal-broken-heart.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1bgkJ_rBWI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/WbwzzPOvYs0/s200/broken+heart.jpg" alt="broken heart" title="broken heart" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428773312604603746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is really such a pain when you have been hurt and heartbroken. Many of us regret to be in love when suddenly our world crumbles apart because of the pain that is given to us by someone who used to love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever happens, giving up and just mourning is not the way to go. Of course, pain is just enough for us not to think straight. But in the long run, break-ups are a reality and we just have to try to move on. If we have a will to mend our hearts, then it is not impossible to realize that we are still lucky after all. Below are tips to mend one's heart that has been broken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crying is always a remedy to ease the pain inside. When we cry, we also release our negative feelings: all the pain and hurt and the bad memoires just comes out when we cry. So go ahead if you feel like crying. Just shed all the tears until there is nothing left. Do not suppress your tears as crying is a way to make you feel better in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All of us need a friend when we are down. Do not ever shut yourself to people who still love you. There are a lot of people still concerned for you so call them when you have to. Have some shoulder to cry on and just tell them what you feel at the moment. Having someone just to listen and accompany you means a lot in moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have a couple of distractions. You got your family and friends right? Try to socialize and hang out with the more. Do not ever let yourself go alone. It is best that you have your loved ones there for you as well. You will also be surprised how good their company is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In addition, you can start a hobby or activity that will make you busy. Try to go out often and join groups or even classes. Try to be physically fit for example by hanging more in the gym or just doing something different like travelling. Get yourself moving so you will not think more about the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have some closure and then just move on. Try to be positive with your future and do not ever reminisce the past. Think that the future holds something good for you and that the past is just a blessing in disguise. Try to be positive and just plan your life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said, being heartbroken and repairing your heart is not an easy task. But then again if you have a strong will to get out if that roller coaster ride, you will soon find yourself facing your future. It may be difficult at first t try but then once you had your first step at mending your heart, then you will soon do each of the suggested tips I mentioned above with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.authorpalace.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-538345729171503788?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/538345729171503788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/how-to-heal-broken-heart.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/538345729171503788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/538345729171503788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/how-to-heal-broken-heart.html' title='How To Heal A Broken Heart'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1bgkJ_rBWI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/WbwzzPOvYs0/s72-c/broken+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5822849273386568579</id><published>2010-01-20T17:45:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:56:36.091+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Infrared Sauna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/infrared-sauna.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1bfHoi7gGI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/VFXxNJLuESw/s200/infrared+sauna.jpg" alt="sauna" title="sauna" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428771723077714018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are you now implementing some weight loss programs? I know you routinely doing exercise in gym with your personal trainer; you do the diet program that allows you only eat the healthy food. What else? Do you also routinely do the sauna? You need to know that during one sauna session, especially infra red sauna can burn as many as 300 to 600 calories in your body. Besides helping you to loss weight faster, saunas also can help you to decrease fat stored (lipophilic) toxin from your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every gym and fitness center provide sauna as their facility, but you also can have sauna in your house so all your family member use it together. Crystalsauna.com is the site you have to visit if you consider to have sauna at home. You can see the family series saunas they provide. There are 1-person, 2-persons, 3-persons to 4-persons infrared &lt;a href="http://www.crystalsauna.com"&gt;saunas&lt;/a&gt; you can buy from this site. They provide over 30 different models with competitive price, modern design and free shipping within the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have the portable series infrared saunas with affordable price. It suits for you who don’t have enough space to build larger sauna at home like family series I mentioned above. So, hurry visit crystalsauna.com and get your own sauna at your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5822849273386568579?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5822849273386568579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/infrared-sauna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5822849273386568579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5822849273386568579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/infrared-sauna.html' title='Infrared Sauna'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1bfHoi7gGI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/VFXxNJLuESw/s72-c/infrared+sauna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8635895473849811351</id><published>2010-01-20T16:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:58:05.290+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Travel With Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/travel-with-baby.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1bT3-Ye5oI/AAAAAAAAA_I/GA2qH7aWius/s200/infant+travel+bed.jpg" alt="infant travel bed" title="infant travel bed" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428759359433664130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you have a baby and you planned to go traveling with your baby, of course you need to bring surprising amount of stuff to make your traveling much easier. You need to bring diapers, blankets, wipes, your baby’s favorite toys, pacifiers and all stuffs that can make your baby feel safe and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One important thing that you have to prepare is a baby travel bed. There are many baby travel bed you can find in stores, but I recommend you this one, Eddie Bauer Infant Travel Bed. I’ve just bought one from babysafetravel.com. During my travel with my baby Sheva, this travel bed helped me a lot. Sheva looks very comfortable in it. The collapsible frame, the padded bottom and sides, fitted sheets and nylon surface make this baby travel bed is a must have item for parents of newborn to 6 months baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With only $28.99 you can have this amazing infant travel bed including two mobile soft toys. If you buy this, it only takes 1 business day for shipping. I planned to buy one more as a gift to my friend. She planned to go traveling with her baby to Canada and I am sure she will be very happy to bring this &lt;a href="http://www.babysafetravel.com/baby-boutique/eddie-bauer-infant-travel-bed/"&gt;eddie bauer infant travel bed&lt;/a&gt; in the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8635895473849811351?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8635895473849811351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/travel-with-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8635895473849811351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8635895473849811351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/travel-with-baby.html' title='Travel With Baby'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1bT3-Ye5oI/AAAAAAAAA_I/GA2qH7aWius/s72-c/infant+travel+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8588898452960257466</id><published>2010-01-17T12:02:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:13:03.988+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Things You Didn't Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/things-you-didnt-do.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1KbuxeLVnI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Fz2RDoxtgwI/s200/crying_girl-2072.gif" alt="crying" title="crying" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427571728791066226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember the day I borrowed your brand new car and I dented it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought you'd kill me but you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember the time I dragged you to the beach and you said it would rain and it did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought you'd say, "I told you so", but you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the time I flirted with all the guys to make you jealous and you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought you'd leave me, but you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie all over your car rug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought you'd hit me but you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance was formal and you showed up in jeans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought you'd drop me. But you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there were lots of things you didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you put up with me and you loved me and you protected me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of thing I wanted to make up to you when you returned from the war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8588898452960257466?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8588898452960257466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/things-you-didnt-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8588898452960257466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8588898452960257466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/things-you-didnt-do.html' title='Things You Didn&apos;t Do'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1KbuxeLVnI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Fz2RDoxtgwI/s72-c/crying_girl-2072.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-520043433455470142</id><published>2010-01-17T10:57:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:04:44.399+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Cosmetic Surgery Treatments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1KMONhCUtI/AAAAAAAAA-o/zrtIuY5VZdk/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+17+10.58.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1KMONhCUtI/AAAAAAAAA-o/zrtIuY5VZdk/s320/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+17+10.58.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427554676709151442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you now feel satisfied already with your body shape? Or maybe you are having serious fitness goals you want to achieve? Fitness, exercise and diets surely can make your body become an hourglass shape like Beyonce or J. Lo’s. But it takes a time and discipline to achieve it. For some people, the genetics they have make them have to choose other methods to make the body shape they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmetic surgery treatment, such as Liposuction, Breast and Buttock Augmentation is now become a popular methods for body contouring. There are many companies and clinics offering the treatments. If you are considering a cosmetic surgery, better you find out the information about it as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out The Knightsbridge Laser Clinic site. It is the well known body shaping clinic in London that is offering the new Macrolane™ Breast Reshaping Procedure. This &lt;a href="http://knightsbridgelaserclinic.ellipseipl.co.uk/macrolane-injections-breast-augmentation.shtml"&gt;breast injections&lt;/a&gt; procedure with Macrolane only requiring 30 and 90 minutes depending on the quantity of gel injected. It is fast and it is safe. Just visit this fabulous site, make a call to get free consultation and their highly trained and experienced physicians will help you to make your body become gorgeous like you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-520043433455470142?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/520043433455470142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/cosmetic-surgery-treatments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/520043433455470142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/520043433455470142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/cosmetic-surgery-treatments.html' title='Cosmetic Surgery Treatments'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/S1KMONhCUtI/AAAAAAAAA-o/zrtIuY5VZdk/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+17+10.58.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-532938076990486817</id><published>2010-01-02T00:36:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:44:41.468+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>To Make Rainbows You Need Sun and Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/to-make-rainbows-you-need-sun-and-rain.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sz4zjba6kFI/AAAAAAAAA80/tKodZuqZR3A/s320/rainbow.jpg" alt="rainbow" title="rainbow" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421827685149741138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For as long as I can remember, my aunt had stained glass hanging in her window. She had pieces from all over the world, each one hand crafted by a stained glass artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved them all, but there was one piece that hung in her kitchen window and she often referred to it as her "motivational stained glass". She told me that she hung this particular piece in her kitchen window where she would see it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stained glass piece, which she was referring to, was a rainbow. And on the rainbow someone had written the saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Remember, to make rainbows you need sun and rain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motivational stained glass piece was one of the smaller pieces of her wonderful collection, and was not particularly well done. I asked her why she kept it there. She said it gave her motivation on days when life presented challenges. It reminded her that we need to have some bad times to appreciate the good times. And, on the days when life was good, it always reminded her that life doesn't get any better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at our local farmers market and found a stained glass rainbow similar to the one my aunt had hanging in her window. The one I bought did not have the saying on it, but every time I look at it I can remember my aunts words and the saying ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"To make rainbows you need sun and rain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Catherine Pulsifer, © 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.wow4u.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-532938076990486817?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/532938076990486817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/to-make-rainbows-you-need-sun-and-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/532938076990486817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/532938076990486817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2010/01/to-make-rainbows-you-need-sun-and-rain.html' title='To Make Rainbows You Need Sun and Rain'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sz4zjba6kFI/AAAAAAAAA80/tKodZuqZR3A/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-945773851418344876</id><published>2009-12-13T15:39:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:47:02.276+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Just for Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SySp9exqPpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pdk__5sngU8/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SySp9exqPpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pdk__5sngU8/s320/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414639525704646290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decide to be happy today, to live with what is yours - your family, your business, your job, your luck. If you can't have what you like, maybe you can like what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for today, be kind, cheerful, agreeable, responsive, caring, and understanding. Be your best, dress your best, talk softly, and look for the bright side of things. Praise people for what they do and do not criticize them for what they cannot do. If someone does something stupid, forgive and forget. After all, it's just for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, it might turn out to be a nice day. &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-945773851418344876?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/945773851418344876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/12/just-for-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/945773851418344876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/945773851418344876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/12/just-for-today.html' title='Just for Today'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SySp9exqPpI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pdk__5sngU8/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8226523250187619632</id><published>2009-12-05T23:18:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:23:27.623+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>You Always Start as an Amateur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SxqI5loBX0I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8JEBYZORaZc/s1600-h/start+business.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SxqI5loBX0I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8JEBYZORaZc/s320/start+business.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411788425172967234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by Roseanna Leaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you set out to do in life, you will begin your task as an amateur.  Depending on how much practice and how much heart you put into your task you can end up as the most talented and professional person imaginable.  But nobody expects you to be that talented or professional upon your first attempt; no-body that is except yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fear of failure or a fear of embarrassment is the primary cause of either of these things.  If your fear stops you from beginning that which you would like to do you have surely failed.  There is no more certain way of ensuring your failure than by not even trying.  And it is also true that if you are afraid of embarrassing yourself you are almost certain to do exactly that.  Your own clear and heart-felt expectancy will create you reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you speak with successful people or read their biographies you will notice a very similar attitude is held by these people.  They did not allow fear to get in their way.  Most did not allow fear to even enter their mind; if fear did raise its head, it was very quickly and efficiently beaten back to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When fear appears what can we do to eliminate it?  First, it is important to appreciate that fear does not generally live in the now.  Fear is usually felt about something in the future. It tends to hinge on a "what if..." scenario.  If you are afraid that something might happen, that is in the future, not in the now.  So to know you long term goal, but to focus in the now is a very good way in which you can circumvent fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you do have to know your long term goal and to achieve success you will need to pursue it with passion.  To make a half-hearted attempt will only achieve a half-hearted result.  Successful people have passion.  Their goal is their vision and their passion is the fuel which propels them forwards.  The degree of their passion is what makes them overcome any obstacles put upon their path.   A successful person's passion and desire to achieve their goal is so strong that it overrides fears and difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all learn something from this.  We can learn that one emotion can be over-ridden by the act of accessing a different and stronger emotion.  To succeed you will need to see and hear, feel and taste your goal.  You will need to focus fully upon it and to dream about it.  You will need to put heart and passion into your goal.  In this way, you will turn a blind eye to your earlier fears.  You have the ability to focus your mind as you wish.  We all have complete freedom to choose how we think and what to think about.  Simply by changing your perspective you change your reality and open yourself up to amazing opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear does not need to get in your way.  Just for a moment, imagine what you are afraid of and move it off to one side of your mind as if you are moving it as far to the left or right of your field of vision as is possible.  Then imagine it getting smaller and smaller, beat it with a stick and show it how strong you are.  And now, picture what you want; picture what you really, really want.  See it clearly, feel it, hear it and taste it.  Allow yourself to fully imagine and visualize your goal.  If you were planning to invent a light bulb you would be imagining everything illuminated at night.  Really see your goal.  This is what fuels your passion and keeps your focus...and stampedes over obstacles and fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let it be said that you were too afraid to even try.  Every artist was first an amateur, as Ralph Waldo Emerson is quoted to have said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article Source: http://www.positivearticles.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8226523250187619632?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8226523250187619632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/12/you-always-start-as-amateur.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8226523250187619632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8226523250187619632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/12/you-always-start-as-amateur.html' title='You Always Start as an Amateur'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SxqI5loBX0I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8JEBYZORaZc/s72-c/start+business.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1614757356402306504</id><published>2009-11-08T00:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:27:48.575+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Self-Esteem: Do You Love Yourself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/self-esteem-do-you-love-yourself.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SvWthglZx8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/Ky7L-A171JI/s320/self+confidence+woman.jpg" alt="self esteem" title="self esteem" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401414119294879682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazing how we are bound to each other. Our daily activities with the people in our lives affect our outlook on our own individuality. In the beginning, we already have a sense-of-self, of what we are capable of and what we can do. As we progress with this knowledge, our relations with other people tends to affect our self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Self-esteem is based on our self-evaluation&lt;/span&gt;. Our decisions depend on the choices we make and this is affected by our judgment. All these add up in how we perceive ourselves. We critique and regard ourselves to a certain extent until we come to a concept of who we are. This is self-esteem. This is how we know ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychologist Nathaniel Branden said that self-esteem includes two components: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;self-confidence &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;self-respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man is an island. Whenever he goes out of his home, he deals with others. A person’s confidence is affected by his society. Those who are confident know who they are, even among a number of strangers. However, there are those who easily become insecure when they compare themselves to others. A person must learn how to stand on his (or her) own and stand tall at the same time. As long as he is not doing anybody harm, then there is no reason for him to feel inferior to his fellows. Dealing with society cannot be generalized because people have all their own ways of handling confidence and insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important that parents teach confidence to their children at a young age. Take note that it must be the right amount of confidence. Too much can mold arrogant children who think they are superior to everyone. Too little can result to children who are bullied. It is the parent’s task to instill in their children’s mind that confidence comes from within and is an attitude to others. It is the perfect mix of not letting yourself get stepped on and at the same time not stepping on other people as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When self-confidence is achieved, self-esteem follows&lt;/span&gt;. The person then figures out that he is a worthy human person and will not bend for others to let them have it their way. He knows when to compromise and when to fight for what he thinks is right. With a confidence based on the solid belief, self-esteem is pumped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not mistake self-esteem for the approval of others. Insecure individuals have to be commended by their friends in order for them to know who they are. This is not self-esteem but a sign of weakness. Self-esteem, like self-confidence, must also come from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too much self-esteem is also a problem&lt;/span&gt; because the person will be narcissistic and self-centered. He will insist on always having his way. Again, a balance must be achieved. One must know his worth simultaneously as he knows the other’s worth. In philosophy, this is depicted by the Self and the Other. The Self is in constant relation with the Other and their actions affect one another. Self-esteem is good for the Self because it helps him to become a confident individual who is ready to face life’s challenges. However, if he is too much into himself, then he will hurt the Other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need self-esteem because it impacts various aspects of our lives. Our emotions, desires, values, choices and goals are rooted in our self-esteem. People who have low self-esteem tend to have psychological problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jeff Cohen&lt;br /&gt;www.solveyourproblem.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1614757356402306504?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1614757356402306504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/self-esteem-do-you-love-yourself.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1614757356402306504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1614757356402306504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/self-esteem-do-you-love-yourself.html' title='Self-Esteem: Do You Love Yourself?'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SvWthglZx8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/Ky7L-A171JI/s72-c/self+confidence+woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5039115851726205583</id><published>2009-11-04T10:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:05:54.901+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>10 Very Common Stupid Tricks That Wreck A Good Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/10-very-common-stupid-tricks-that-wreck.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SvPKTl7zo4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/OvA80Bw_kYY/s320/circus+animals.jpg" alt="circus" title="circus" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400882816096641922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many people go through life acting like trained circus animals.  They repeat the same antics they observed their neighbors, parents and family performing.  What they often don’t realize is that they are wrecking their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know someone that performs these tricks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding that these tricks change good lives into a zoo is the first step to freedom.  So, let’s take a look at the most common traps people fall into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Very Common Stupid Tricks That Wreck A Good Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d bet we’ve all witnessed at least some of these stupid tricks.  Unfortunately, they plague many people and are incredibly common.  Read over the list and let me know which one you think is the worst or most prevalent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.  Performing the starring role in a never-ending drama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It seems that some people want the days of their lives to mirror a soap opera.  They constantly behave badly and then wonder why their lives are so freaking crazy.  It is almost as if they are addicted to chaos!  These folks usually fail to see that they are their own worst enemy!  Do you know someone that is the big star in their own perpetual drama?&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.  Jumping through hoops without accomplishing anything&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Who do you know that lives life like a hamster spinning in a wheel?  These people run and run, but never get anywhere.  In addition, they probably think they have little to no control over their lives.  They are stuck in the Twilight Zone where every day is just like the next.  They continually jump through hoops for everyone else, but never realize their own dreams.  I assure you this is only an illusion, but how do we convince them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;3.  Parroting the negativity heard in the media and from others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The voices of negativity are constantly lobbing grenades of gloom into our laps.  Many people become echo chambers that repeat and amplify this barrage until they are deaf to anything else.  Then their minds freeze up in fear, doubt and panic.  These people let themselves be toyed with like a puppet!  We all need to turn off the talking heads and feed our minds positive, encouraging vitamins of hope to regain a good life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;4.  Disappearing when they hear the words volunteer or charity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Why are people so afraid of giving away their time and money?  I know there are a lot of scams, but are we really going to let that squelch every attempt at good?  So what if once in a blue moon we give a nickel to someone that wastes it!  Life goes on!  Get over it!  The most significant thing we can do with our limited days on this earth is make someone else feel safe, comfortable and cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;5.  Trying to walk a high-wire without a net in their personal finances&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The recession we just experienced was a gift.  It was a warning shot across the bow giving people the opportunity to turn from their destructive financial path.  Spending beyond their means, piling up mountains of debt and failing to save a penny for a rainy day will be the demise of many.  Our economy reflects our collective financial condition.  Hopefully, the warning we got will motivate people to get their house in order so we can prosper as a country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;6.  Rolling over and quitting because they made a few mistakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Making a bad mistake can be painful.  I’ll admit it can feel like someone scarred you with a white-hot branding iron on your backside.  The memory of such an event leaves many thinking that the best thing they can do is to curl up into the fetal position and quit.  Of course, this means they’ll miss out on even the slightest chance that life might throw them a bone just when they need it most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;7.  Swinging from one relationship to the next to avoid commitment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It isn’t always easy to let yourself be loved.  A true partner will challenge you to grow and better yourself.  They will force a person to relinquish some of the selfishness we all cling to for dear life.  Jumping to another relationship won’t solve the problem.  One day you have to deal with the person staring back at you in the mirror.  This is the only way I know to ultimately find the kind of love we all long for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;8.  Playing opossum on the couch to evade all forms of exercise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There is nothing that will steal the joy out of a person’s life quicker than health problems.  However, you don’t have to look far to find a person taking a very short-sighted approach when it comes to exercise and eating right.  Neither of these is all that hard, expensive or time-consuming.  They just take a little discipline and ingenuity.  I don’t understand why people don’t get up and get active!  It is the single best thing we can do for ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;9.  Throwing daggers of blame while blindfolded at anyone in range&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Some people will throw blame at just about anybody but themselves.  It is always the other person’s fault that their relationships suck, their career is at a dead-end and the collection agent knows their whole family by first name.  Accepting responsibility for our lives and making a conscious decision to do everything we can to make this one life we have worth living is the only solution to our dilemma.  When will people learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;10.  Flipping out when it is suggested they should learn something new&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I never cease to be amazed at how strongly people resist and fear change.  They will do everything within their power to avoid, divert and even sabotage anything that is going to make them have to learn something new or change in anyway.  Change is a necessary and healthy part of life.  Our routines are not pets!  People need to learn to grow!  It doesn’t hurt as much as they think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Retraining to Quit These Stupid Tricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not circus animals!  We have a choice in our behavior.  All we have to do is decide to retrain ourselves.  How do we get people to quit these self-destructive tricks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Jeff Nickles&lt;br /&gt;www.pickthebrain.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5039115851726205583?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5039115851726205583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/10-very-common-stupid-tricks-that-wreck.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5039115851726205583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5039115851726205583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/10-very-common-stupid-tricks-that-wreck.html' title='10 Very Common Stupid Tricks That Wreck A Good Life'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SvPKTl7zo4I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/OvA80Bw_kYY/s72-c/circus+animals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1488946139089457398</id><published>2009-11-03T15:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:56:56.857+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Make Money with LinkFromBlog</title><content type='html'>LinkFromBlog is one of Paid Review Program in blogosphere that is very useful for advertisers to do &lt;a href="http://linkfromblog.com/"&gt;blog advertising&lt;/a&gt;. 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She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, "Mom, let's run through the rain," she said. "What?" Mom asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's run through the rain!" She repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young child waited about another minute and repeated, "Mom, let's run through the rain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'll get soaked if we do," Mom said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning," the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If God let's us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories... So, don't forget to make time and take opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you still take the time to run through the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.great-inspirational-quotes.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-3397364237437386688?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/3397364237437386688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/rain-washed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3397364237437386688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3397364237437386688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/rain-washed.html' title='Rain Washed'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Su5qeK0hXNI/AAAAAAAAA54/rCHqPXNqS0Q/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8494352584058692595</id><published>2009-11-02T12:02:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:05:27.099+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>New York Bus Charter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Su5ogLOqkBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/UaeN0B0DA9o/s1600-h/rye+playland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Su5ogLOqkBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/UaeN0B0DA9o/s320/rye+playland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399367905243205650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New York City, with all the beautiful places to go is one of destination city I planned to go with my family in this holiday season. Last time I went there, I didn’t take my kids because I went there on my office duty. I haven’t enough time to explore all magnificent places when I was there. This time I have booked to the best New York Bus Charter to have fantastic city sight around New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nycbuscharters.com provides charter transportation to any destination with their clean and well maintained vehicles with affordable price. We took &lt;a href="http://www.nycbuscharters.com/"&gt;New York Bus Charter&lt;/a&gt; Multi Day Tours from them. With the help from their dedicated staffs, we have planned the tour to several destinations in New York Tri State area and Washington DC. We also took the tour to Niagara Falls. I can imagine how fun it would be, enjoying the holiday with my family with the luxury bus which can make us feel comfort and relax within the trips while watching a movie from the video screens in the bus. And the interest thing that can make us feel convenient is because all the drivers from &lt;a href="http://www.nycbuscharters.com/"&gt;New York Bus Charter&lt;/a&gt; are familiar with the best route to each destination and all of them have Commercial Drivers Licenses, so they will take us to our destination fast and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8494352584058692595?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8494352584058692595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/new-york-bus-charter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8494352584058692595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8494352584058692595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/new-york-bus-charter.html' title='New York Bus Charter'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Su5ogLOqkBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/UaeN0B0DA9o/s72-c/rye+playland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4080983406594289066</id><published>2009-11-02T09:45:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:18:44.382+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>New York Sightseeing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/new-york-sightseeing.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Su5IZofUEEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/UroFHydDAYI/s320/liberty+statue.jpg" alt="liberty statue" title="liberty statue" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332608466489410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you planned to go to New York in this holiday season, there is a website you have to visit first before you go there. This site will help you a lot if you want to have a fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.citysightsny.com/"&gt;New York Sightseeing&lt;/a&gt;. Visiting New York and explore the fantastic attractions and activities with their double-decker bus tours would become unforgettable experience for you and your family. You can see Times Square, Statue of Liberty, Wall Street, Empire State Building and many other destinations you and your family want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you want to have &lt;a href="http://www.citysightsny.com/"&gt;New York Sightseeing&lt;/a&gt; from the air? They can serve you with their helicopter tours. For students, they also have an Educational Student Trips such as Student Tours to New York City, Boston, Philadelphia and Washington DC. You can take your niece and nephew to take this student tours so they can enhance their knowledge about those towns while they are enjoying their holiday. How about the price? Don’t worry; they have incredible offers with affordable price for us. For example, you can have All Around Town Tour with double-decker buses on the Downtown, Uptown, Brooklyn and Night Tours only for $49. Isn’t that amazing? So, who want to go with me to New York? Let’s get prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4080983406594289066?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4080983406594289066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/new-york-sightseeing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4080983406594289066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4080983406594289066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/11/new-york-sightseeing.html' title='New York Sightseeing'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Su5IZofUEEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/UroFHydDAYI/s72-c/liberty+statue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1565315063092352286</id><published>2009-10-31T00:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:24:05.670+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>A Prayer of a Dying Child</title><content type='html'>I woke up one morning and I was 17,&lt;br /&gt;I knew the day had come&lt;br /&gt;The day I prove to everyone how cool I was&lt;br /&gt;The day I accepted death as my destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know I would regret that day&lt;br /&gt;And my family who kept me alive for 17 years&lt;br /&gt;Would be cursed by me for years of never ending pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without thinking I lit the cigarette&lt;br /&gt;I knew it had to be done before the day was over&lt;br /&gt;I coughed a little but I was fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I lay in bed coughing and choking&lt;br /&gt;My family is beside me&lt;br /&gt;My parents and my sister&lt;br /&gt;I whisper in my sister's ear&lt;br /&gt;"Please don't do what I did"&lt;br /&gt;She just nodded her head in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as my angel holds me in his arms&lt;br /&gt;I know it's time for me to go&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and kiss him one last time&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we resent those who try to help us when we're alive&lt;br /&gt;And how we beg them to save us when we're about to die&lt;br /&gt;All this because of one silly cigarette&lt;br /&gt;All this because someone was dumb enought to say that&lt;br /&gt;Smoking is cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.heartnsouls.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1565315063092352286?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1565315063092352286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/prayer-of-dying-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1565315063092352286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1565315063092352286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/prayer-of-dying-child.html' title='A Prayer of a Dying Child'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-211325315270883284</id><published>2009-10-25T18:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:36:10.145+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Fifteen Things God Won’t Ask</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SuQ4ATQEblI/AAAAAAAAA5A/TsYcrDbAFdQ/s1600-h/caramel070200179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SuQ4ATQEblI/AAAAAAAAA5A/TsYcrDbAFdQ/s320/caramel070200179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396499831315525202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God won’t ask what kind of car you drove, but will ask how many people you drove who didn’t have transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask the square footage of your house, but will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask about the fancy clothes you had in your closet, but will ask how many of those clothes helped the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask about your social status, but will ask what kind of class you displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask how many material possessions you had, but will ask if they dictated your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask what your highest salary was, but will ask if you compromised your character to obtain that salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask how much overtime you worked, but will ask if you worked overtime for your family and loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask how many promotions you received, but will ask how you promoted others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask what your job title was, but will ask if you reformed your job to the best of your ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask what you did to help yourself, but will ask what you did to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask how many friends you had, but will ask how many people to whom you were a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask what you did to protect your rights, but will ask what you did to protect the rights of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask in what neighborhood you lived, but will ask how you treated your neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask about the color of your skin, but will ask about the content of your character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won’t ask how many times your deeds matched your words, but will ask how many times they didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-211325315270883284?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/211325315270883284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/fifteen-things-god-wont-ask.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/211325315270883284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/211325315270883284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/fifteen-things-god-wont-ask.html' title='Fifteen Things God Won’t Ask'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SuQ4ATQEblI/AAAAAAAAA5A/TsYcrDbAFdQ/s72-c/caramel070200179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7507936354990707112</id><published>2009-10-24T01:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:21:48.250+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>I Wish You Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/i-wish-you-enough.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SuH9hV4mQ9I/AAAAAAAAA40/h1fqNlHxNAc/s320/P1030403.jpg" alt="heart" title="heart" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395872577818608594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently I overheard a Father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Father said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter replied, 'Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Dad.' They kissed and the daughter left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?" "Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?" ."I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral," he said. "When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. "When we said, 'I wish you enough, we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them." Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.&lt;br /&gt;   I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.&lt;br /&gt;   I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;   I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.&lt;br /&gt;   I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.&lt;br /&gt;   I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.&lt;br /&gt;   I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good- bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them. Remember to tell your family and friends that you wish them enough! To all of you reading this, I wish you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.wow4u.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7507936354990707112?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7507936354990707112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/i-wish-you-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7507936354990707112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7507936354990707112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/i-wish-you-enough.html' title='I Wish You Enough'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SuH9hV4mQ9I/AAAAAAAAA40/h1fqNlHxNAc/s72-c/P1030403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6410026314012786617</id><published>2009-10-17T01:11:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:24:06.973+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>12 Good Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/12-good-thoughts.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sti621xf5oI/AAAAAAAAA4s/s__ilPzIC08/s320/roses+n+chocolates.jpg" alt="roses" title="roses" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393266005086561922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, and the romance in a relationship and find out that you still care for that person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the door of happiness closes, another opens but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are things you'd love to hear that you would never hear from the person who you would like to hear from, but don't be so deaf as not to hear it from the one who says it from their heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't go for looks, they can deceive. Don't go for wealth, in the end it fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A careless word may kindle strife, a cruel word may wreck a life, a timely word may level stress, a loving word may heal and bless.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6410026314012786617?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6410026314012786617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/12-good-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6410026314012786617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6410026314012786617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/12-good-thoughts.html' title='12 Good Thoughts'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sti621xf5oI/AAAAAAAAA4s/s__ilPzIC08/s72-c/roses+n+chocolates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8443317050226798641</id><published>2009-10-16T11:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:46:55.601+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>It Is</title><content type='html'>It's nice to know that you're secured with that someone. That even if the rain is pouring hard and the sky is almost dark, he'll never leave you just so you won't feel alone. Even if his friends had left him (and even if he has to be somewhere else) he'd still stay by your side, just so you won't feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so good to know that you have someone who'll be willing to help you cope up in every frustrations you're having. Every depressing moments, every down moments, every self-worthless-realization moments, he'd be there, not because you want someone to be with you, but because he wants to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to know when a person appreciates every little thing you do. Even a smile would mean a lot to him, just because you own that smile. And that even if no words are expressed as long as the eyes understand, you'd be able to communicate, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's overwhelming when a person tells you that he loves you for who you are. He may not have an answer when you ask him why, but really, he doesn't have to have reasons for loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more grateful to know that someone is grateful to have you. We don't choose the people who enter our lives, so it must be luck that you have that person, then you have to be thankful. It may just be coincidence or fate, but whatever the reason is, you have to be thankful in having him the same way he is thankful for having you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful feeling when you're on the verge of giving up the things you've worked hard for, someone isn't just helping you carry the weight on your shoulders, but he carries it on his own because he'd also be in pain when you are in pain. And then you'll realize, trials would all be worth it as long as you have him, not because he would do things for you, but because you gather all the strength you need, in him and his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a superb feeling when one is willing to take the risks just so you'll be happy. Unselfishness rule in him just so happiness would take over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice feeling that when you're apart, and days seem to be long, that person misses you. Yes, you might feel bad about not being with each other, but knowing that you feel the same way would drive those blues away, thinking, you'd fight over that feeling because you're looking forward to seeing each other, and that's something to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great feeling when he wants to be with you because of the happiness you have when you're together. That even if corny jokes and senseless stories are told, it won't matter as long as you're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lovely feeling when someone thinks about your future, with or without him. He cares and he cares enough to think of you and what you'll be someday. But of course, he also wants to be in it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice feeling when you can be who you really are with that person. No pretentions, no lies, no hypocrisy, because he accepts you for who you are. You can be funny, you can be embarrased, but it won't matter coz it doesn't matter to him. Trust and faith in each other keeps you alive. And it will always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to know that you have someone who'll not have the intentions of breaking your heart. Instead, he would be willing to mend it, picking up the broken pieces of your heart that your past love have scattered in the ground. He may not be able to put the pieces back to where they really belong, but you shouldn't mind, because he had repaired that heart of yours, and he fixed it in his own way. He loves you in his own way, not the way your past did. He fixed your heart in a different way, to keep you from feeling the pains of your past heartache and to make you feel, the love, that he's unselfishly giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great feeling when that person has every effort to let you feel what he feels for you. Because of the distractions, you may not hear him shout it to the world, but as long as you feel it, his efforts has paid off, big time. And when you feel the same way too... He'd feel as if he's the luckiest person alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... when in fact, you're more blessed to have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8443317050226798641?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8443317050226798641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8443317050226798641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8443317050226798641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/it-is.html' title='It Is'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-359466828278453269</id><published>2009-10-15T00:23:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:25:07.411+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Just Five More Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/just-five-more-minutes.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/StYKG6jvKlI/AAAAAAAAA20/Azp2b8ein68/s320/clock.jpg" alt="clock" title="clock" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392508717737388626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s my son over there,” she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s a fine looking boy” the man said. “That’s my daughter on the bike in the white dress.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter. “What do you say we go, Melissa?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa pleaded, “Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more minutes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man nodded and Melissa continued to ride her bike to her heart’s content. Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his daughter. “Time to go now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again Melissa pleaded, “Five more minutes, Dad. Just five more minutes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled and said, “OK.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My, you certainly are a patient father,” the woman responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled and then said, “Her older brother Tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy and now I’d give anything for just five more minutes with him. I’ve vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I get Five more minutes to watch her play.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about making priorities, what are your priorities?&lt;br /&gt;Give someone you love 5 more minutes of your time today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-359466828278453269?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/359466828278453269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/just-five-more-minutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/359466828278453269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/359466828278453269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/10/just-five-more-minutes.html' title='Just Five More Minutes'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/StYKG6jvKlI/AAAAAAAAA20/Azp2b8ein68/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8975289150944266371</id><published>2009-07-07T08:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:58:10.988+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Getting Here From Here</title><content type='html'>An American businessman was at a pier in a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied that it only took a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The American then asked why he didn't stay out longer and catch more fish. The Mexican said that he had caught enough to support his family's immediate needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The American then asked, but what do you do with the rest of your time? The fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my friends. I have a full and busy life, senor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds earned fishing from the  bigger boat, you could buy several boats and eventually you will have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman, you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the  product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small village and move to Mexico city, then LA and eventually New York City where you will run your expanding enterprise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The fisherman asked, "But senor, how long will all this take?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The American replied, "15-20 years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "But then what, senor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right, you would sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You would make millions!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Millions, senor? Then what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play guitar with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspireme.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8975289150944266371?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8975289150944266371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/07/getting-here-from-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8975289150944266371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8975289150944266371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/07/getting-here-from-here.html' title='Getting Here From Here'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8994782871361706544</id><published>2009-07-01T10:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:18:36.202+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Building Your House</title><content type='html'>An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house-building business to live a more leisurely life with his wife and enjoy his extended family. He would miss the paycheck each week, but he wanted to retire. They could get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go &amp; asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes, but over time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end a dedicated career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the carpenter finished his work, his employer came to inspect the house. Then he handed the front-door key to the carpenter and said, "This is your house... my gift to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carpenter was shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shame! If he had only known he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is with us. We build our lives, a day at a time, often putting less than our best into the building. Then, with a shock, we realize we have to live in the house we have built. If we could do it over, we would do it much differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you cannot go back. You are the carpenter, and every day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. Someone once said, "Life is a do-it-yourself project." Your attitude, and the choices you make today, help build the "house" you will live in tomorrow. Therefore, Build wisely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.indianchild.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8994782871361706544?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8994782871361706544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/07/building-your-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8994782871361706544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8994782871361706544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/07/building-your-house.html' title='Building Your House'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-919886207892231936</id><published>2009-06-12T17:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:08:49.580+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Boy and the Fence</title><content type='html'>There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence... Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspireme.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-919886207892231936?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/919886207892231936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/06/boy-and-fence.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/919886207892231936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/919886207892231936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/06/boy-and-fence.html' title='The Boy and the Fence'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7731495635650664358</id><published>2009-05-10T16:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:57:07.268+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Greatest Vacation in France</title><content type='html'>Having the romantic vacation in &lt;a href="http://www.apreslasieste.com"&gt;Chambres d'hotes avignon&lt;/a&gt; is my top priority in this holiday season with my boy friend. From the last time we spent time there, we can't forget about their perfect &lt;a href="http://www.espacesalledebains.fr"&gt;salle de bain&lt;/a&gt;. The modern style for their romantic bathrooms is really stunning. And maybe we can make investment there by having some property with &lt;a href="http://www.calculpretimmobilier.fr"&gt;credit immobilier&lt;/a&gt; facility. Can't wait to fly there and having the greatest vacation ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7731495635650664358?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7731495635650664358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/05/greatest-vacation-in-france.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7731495635650664358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7731495635650664358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/05/greatest-vacation-in-france.html' title='Greatest Vacation in France'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6066233216385290273</id><published>2009-04-30T07:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:55:27.678+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Are You Blessed?</title><content type='html'>If you woke up this morning with more health than illness..........you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation.......you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep...you are richer than 75% of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a dish someplace....... you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your parents are still alive and still married........you are very rare, even in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hold up your head with a smile on your face and are truly thankful.....you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you prayed yesterday and today........you are in the minority because you believe God does hear and answer prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can read now, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6066233216385290273?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6066233216385290273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/are-you-blessed.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6066233216385290273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6066233216385290273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/are-you-blessed.html' title='Are You Blessed?'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1004778912727949476</id><published>2009-04-15T06:53:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:04:15.218+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Bend, but Don't Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/bend-but-dont-break.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SeUkCJnF9rI/AAAAAAAAA2A/kQOgBVAE4SA/s200/bamboo.jpg" alt="bamboo" title="bamboo"  id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324701753793705650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my fondest memories as a child is going by the river and sitting idly on the bank. There I would enjoy the peace and quiet, watch the water rush downstream, and listen to the chirps of birds and the rustling of leaves in the trees. I would also watch the bamboo trees bend under pressure from the wind and watch them return gracefully to their upright or original position after the wind had died down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about the bamboo tree's ability to bounce back or return to it's original position, the word resilience comes to mind. When used in reference to a person this word means the ability to readily recover from shock, depression or any other situation that stretches the limits of a person's emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you are about to snap? Have you ever felt like you are at your breaking point? Thankfully, you have survived the experience to live to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the experience you probably felt a mix of emotions that threatened your health. You felt emotionally drained, mentally exhausted and you most likely endured unpleasant physical symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a mixture of good times and bad times, happy moments and unhappy moments. The next time you are experiencing one of those bad times or unhappy moments that take you close to your breaking point, bend but don't break. Try your best not to let the situation get the best of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A measure of hope will take you through the unpleasant ordeal. With hope for a better tomorrow or a better situation, things may not be as bad as they seem to be. The unpleasant ordeal may be easier to deal with if the end result is worth having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the going gets tough and you are at your breaking point, show resilience. Like the bamboo tree, bend, but don't break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1004778912727949476?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1004778912727949476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/bend-but-dont-break.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1004778912727949476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1004778912727949476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/bend-but-dont-break.html' title='Bend, but Don&apos;t Break'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SeUkCJnF9rI/AAAAAAAAA2A/kQOgBVAE4SA/s72-c/bamboo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5735413950795263607</id><published>2009-04-13T09:52:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:05:22.667+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Magnificent My Jewelry Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/magnificent-my-jewelry-box.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SeKqz9ba50I/AAAAAAAAA14/ZOfdaJWTrDk/s200/diamond+ring.jpg" alt="diamond ring" title="diamond ring" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324005519144970050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been common habits for every woman while talking about jewelry, take a look when she walked out into the mall, and then when she was arrived in front of the jewelry store, I bet they can't help for not turns a while their heads for watched the jewelry which had displayed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if they were surfing into the net, do they will done the same if they had open some jewelry online store pages? I guess, they can stands for hour just for watching the entire collection. Just like me, I am no but an ordinary women. Can't deny with blink-blink stuff near me, by just admire it or love to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have trapped here admiring my jewelry box site. Oh gosh, this store has stolen my heart. I can't help for not spend my money for buying some from here. This site is so magnificent, so many vary products available to buy, especially if you were looking for &lt;a href="http://www.myjewelrybox.com/?lpID=19&amp;amp;section=lp"&gt;jewelry rings&lt;/a&gt; these days, perhaps for your engagement or marriage. The design of my jewelry box is so unique, and you will be unable to find it in another store. But then one thing that always is being in mind, the &lt;a href="http://www.myjewelrybox.com/?section=lp&amp;amp;lpID=352"&gt;black diamonds&lt;/a&gt;. It’s so often sells out here, that’s why I really hope I can have it once for my collection. Hopefully my jewelry box will give me &lt;a href="http://www.myjewelrybox.com/liquidation/"&gt;discount jewelry&lt;/a&gt; if I do want to buy it. You can visit the magnificent my jewelry box too by clicking the links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5735413950795263607?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5735413950795263607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/magnificent-my-jewelry-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5735413950795263607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5735413950795263607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/magnificent-my-jewelry-box.html' title='Magnificent My Jewelry Box'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SeKqz9ba50I/AAAAAAAAA14/ZOfdaJWTrDk/s72-c/diamond+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-3876879500425008911</id><published>2009-04-09T16:25:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:06:27.677+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/rose.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sd2_peuG04I/AAAAAAAAA1w/fyY1GFL5Ns8/s200/rose.jpg" alt="rose" title="rose" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322621053963785090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The story, Rose, is about a story of someone who go on to fulfill her dream of graduating in spite of her old age. This is rare in our culture now. But if we can be inspired from her attitude, we may have the courage to learn regardless of where we are or how old we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of college our professor introduced himself and challenged us&lt;br /&gt;to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.&lt;br /&gt;After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milk shake.&lt;br /&gt;We became instant friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day for the next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order, so let me just tell you what I know." As we laughed she cleared her throat and began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the year's end, Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, growing older is mandatory, growing up is optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make a Living by what we get;&lt;br /&gt;We make a Life by what we give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.&lt;br /&gt;If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are like stars...&lt;br /&gt;You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspiring-quotes-and-stories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-3876879500425008911?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/3876879500425008911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3876879500425008911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3876879500425008911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/04/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sd2_peuG04I/AAAAAAAAA1w/fyY1GFL5Ns8/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4482371098385598538</id><published>2009-03-31T04:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T04:36:54.997+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Shipwreck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/03/shipwreck.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SdE7I3Q2G0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/pnwhffC-6gg/s200/shipwreck.jpg" alt="shipwreck" title="shipwreck" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319097658360863554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small,  uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements and to store his few possessions. But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst had happened; everything was lost. He was stunned with grief and anger. "God, how could you do this to me!" he cried. Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him. "How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal," they replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to get discouraged when things are going badly. But we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering. Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground--it just may be a smoke signal that summons The&lt;br /&gt;Grace of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspireme.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4482371098385598538?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4482371098385598538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/shipwreck.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4482371098385598538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4482371098385598538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/shipwreck.html' title='The Shipwreck'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SdE7I3Q2G0I/AAAAAAAAA1g/pnwhffC-6gg/s72-c/shipwreck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4006854970403840412</id><published>2009-03-30T22:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:52:45.055+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Uncertainty Principle</title><content type='html'>Two sailors ran into each other in a pub. Over a few beers, one of the men told the other about his last voyage: "After a month at sea," he said, "we discovered our masts had been eaten through by termites! Almost nothing left of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's terrible," said the second sailor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what I thought at first too," the first sailor said, "but it turned out to be good luck. As soon as we took the sails down to fix the masts, we were hit by a squall so suddenly and so hard, it would surely have blown us over if our sails were up at the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How lucky!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's exactly what I thought at the time, too. But because our sails were down, we couldn't steer ourselves, and because of the wind, we were blown onto a reef. The hole in the hull was too big to fix. We were stranded."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is bad luck indeed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what I thought, too, when it first happened. But we all made it to the beach alive and had plenty to eat. But now here's the real kicker: While we were on the island whining about our terrible fate, we discovered a buried treasure!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this story illustrates, you don't know if an event is "good" or "bad" except maybe in retrospect, and even then you don't really know because life keeps going. The story's not over yet. Just because something hasn't turned out to be an advantage yet doesn't mean it is not ever going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, you can simply assume whatever happens is "good." I know that sounds awfully airy-fairy, but it's very practical. If you think an event is good, it's easy to maintain a positive attitude. And your attitude affects your health, it affects the way people treat you and how you treat others, and it affects your energy level. And those can help pave the way for things to turn out well. A good attitude is a good thing. And a bad attitude does you no good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get in the habit of saying "That's good!" Since you don't know for sure whether something will eventually work to your advantage or not, you might as well assume it will. It is counterproductive to assume otherwise. Think about it. If someone ahead of you in line at a store is slowing everything down, say to yourself, "That's good!" They may have saved you from getting into an accident when you get back in your car. Or maybe, because you slowed down, you might meet a friend you would have missed. You never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, life is uncertain. And even that can work to your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Khan&lt;br /&gt;From his book "Self-Help Stuff That Works" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.motivational-messages.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4006854970403840412?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4006854970403840412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/uncertainty-principle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4006854970403840412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4006854970403840412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/uncertainty-principle.html' title='The Uncertainty Principle'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1298515327043303020</id><published>2009-03-28T18:26:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:29:33.779+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>And This Too Shall Pass</title><content type='html'>One day Solomon decided to humble Benaiah ben Yehoyada, his most trusted minister. He said to him, "Benaiah, there is a certain ring that I want you to bring to me. I wish to wear it for Sukkot which gives you six months to find it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If it exists anywhere on earth, your majesty," replied Benaiah, "I will find it and bring it to you, but what makes the ring so special?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It has magic powers," answered the king. "If a happy man looks at it, he becomes sad, and if a sad man looks at it, he becomes happy." Solomon knew that no such ring existed in the world, but he wished to give his minister a little taste of humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring passed and then summer, and still Benaiah had no idea where he could find the ring. On the night before Sukkot, he decided to take a walk in one of he poorest quarters of Jerusalem. He passed by a merchant who had begun to set out the day's wares on a shabby carpet. "Have you by any chance heard of a magic ring that makes the happy wearer forget his joy and the broken-hearted wearer forget his sorrows?" asked Benaiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He watched the grandfather take a plain gold ring from his carpet and engrave something on it. When Benaiah read the words on the ring, his face broke out in a wide smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night the entire city welcomed in the holiday of Sukkot with great festivity. "Well, my friend," said Solomon, "have you found what I sent you after?" All the ministers laughed and Solomon himself smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone's surprise, Benaiah held up a small gold ring and declared, "Here it is, your majesty!" As soon as Solomon read the inscription, the smile vanished from his face. The jeweler had written three Hebrew letters on the gold band: "gimel, zayin, yud", which began the words "Gam zeh ya'avor" -- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This too shall pass&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment Solomon realized that all his wisdom and fabulous wealth and tremendous power were but fleeting things, for one day he would be nothing but dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1298515327043303020?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1298515327043303020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/and-this-too-shall-pass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1298515327043303020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1298515327043303020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/and-this-too-shall-pass.html' title='And This Too Shall Pass'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7070579261291793765</id><published>2009-03-27T02:46:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:32:55.734+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Apple Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/03/apple-tree.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/ScveRVEo5aI/AAAAAAAAAwI/guYF0N8Z1Jc/s200/apple+tree.jpg" alt="apple tree" title="apple tree" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317588174336746914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it every day. He loved the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow...He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. "Come play with me," the asked the boy. I am no longer a kid, I don't ' play around trees anymore." The boy replied, "I want toys. I need money to buy them." "Sorry, but I don't have money.....but you can pick my apples and sell them. Then you will have money." The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree was sad.. One day the boy returned and the tree was so excited. "Come and play with me" the tree said. I don't have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me? "Sorry but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house." So the boy cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree was lonely and sad. One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was so delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am so sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat? " "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a very long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy, but I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you...." the tree said. "I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on" I am too old for that now" the boy said. "I really can't give you anything.....the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears. "I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied "Good! Old Tree Roots is the best place to lean and rest on." "Come, come sit down with me and rest.." The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story for everyone. The tree is our parents. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad...When we grew up, we left them...only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they can to make you happy. You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that is how all of us are treating our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love your parents, no matter where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationallane.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7070579261291793765?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7070579261291793765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/apple-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7070579261291793765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7070579261291793765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/apple-tree.html' title='The Apple Tree'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/ScveRVEo5aI/AAAAAAAAAwI/guYF0N8Z1Jc/s72-c/apple+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7288074346794624974</id><published>2009-03-24T12:53:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:33:47.590+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Lessons From An Oyster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/03/lessons-from-oyster.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sch2oBCScrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/gKJp4fYWNY4/s200/oyster2.jpg" alt="oyster" title="oyster" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316629789955748530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There once was an oyster&lt;br /&gt;Whose story I tell,&lt;br /&gt;Who found that some sand&lt;br /&gt;Had got into his shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only a grain,&lt;br /&gt;but it gave him great pain.&lt;br /&gt;For oysters have feelings&lt;br /&gt;Although they're so plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, did he berate&lt;br /&gt;the harsh workings of fate&lt;br /&gt;That had brought him&lt;br /&gt;To such a deplorable state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he curse at the government,&lt;br /&gt;Cry for election,&lt;br /&gt;And claim that the sea should&lt;br /&gt;Have given him protection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No,' he said to himself&lt;br /&gt;As he lay on a shell,&lt;br /&gt;Since I cannot remove it,&lt;br /&gt;I shall try to improve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the years have rolled around,&lt;br /&gt;As the years always do,&lt;br /&gt;And he came to his ultimate&lt;br /&gt;Destiny ­ stew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the small grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;That had bothered him so&lt;br /&gt;Was a beautiful pearl&lt;br /&gt;All richly aglow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the tale has a moral,&lt;br /&gt;for isn't it grand&lt;br /&gt;What an oyster can do&lt;br /&gt;With a morsel of sand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What couldn't we do&lt;br /&gt;If we'd only begin&lt;br /&gt;With some of the things&lt;br /&gt;That get under our skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7288074346794624974?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7288074346794624974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/lessons-from-oyster.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7288074346794624974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7288074346794624974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/lessons-from-oyster.html' title='Lessons From An Oyster'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sch2oBCScrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/gKJp4fYWNY4/s72-c/oyster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5068797958560973609</id><published>2009-03-21T15:54:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:01:24.722+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Stone Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/03/stone-soup.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/ScSsYbS-2nI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ky2uva1FO1k/s200/soup.jpg" alt="soup" title="soup" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315562995848239730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many years ago three soldiers, hungry and weary of battle, came upon a small village. The villagers, suffering a meager harvest and the many years of war, quickly hid what little they had to eat and met the three at the village square, wringing their hands and bemoaning the lack of anything to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soldiers spoke quietly among themselves and the first soldier then turned to the village elders. "Your tired fields have left you nothing to share, so we will share what little we have: the secret of how to make soup from stones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally the villagers were intrigued and soon a fire was put to the town's greatest kettle as the soldiers dropped in three smooth stones. "Now this will be a fine soup", said the second soldier; "but a pinch of salt and some parsley would make it wonderful!" Up jumped a villager, crying "What luck! I've just remembered where some has been left!" And off she ran, returning with an apron full of parsley and a turnip. As the kettle boiled on, the memory of the village improved: soon barley, carrots, beef and cream had found their way into the great pot, and a cask of wine was rolled into the square as all sat down to feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ate and danced and sang well into the night, refreshed by the feast and their new-found friends. In the morning the three soldiers awoke to find the entire village standing before them. At their feet lay a satchel of the village's best breads and cheese. "You have given us the greatest of gifts: the secret of how to make soup from stones", said an elder, "and we shall never forget." The third soldier turned to the crowd, and said: "There is no secret, but this is certain: it is only by sharing that we may make a feast". And off the soldiers wandered, down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationpeak.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5068797958560973609?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5068797958560973609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/stone-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5068797958560973609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5068797958560973609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/stone-soup.html' title='Stone Soup'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/ScSsYbS-2nI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ky2uva1FO1k/s72-c/soup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6697054449075188455</id><published>2009-03-08T12:17:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:22:14.420+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Who Packed Your Parachute ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/03/who-packed-your-parachute.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SbNVg2LxKdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/01WtJr-OjvE/s200/parachute.jpg" alt="parachute" title="parachute" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310682408388995538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charles Plumb was a US Navy jet pilot in Vietnam. After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. skydiverPlumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up and said, "You're Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How in the world did you know that?" asked Plumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I packed your parachute," the man replied. Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude. The man pumped his hand and said, "I guess it worked!" Plumb assured him, "It sure did. If your chute hadn't worked, I wouldn't be here today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plumb couldn't sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says, "I kept wondering what he had looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat; a bib in the back; and bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and not even said 'Good morning, how are you?' or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot and he was just a sailor." Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent at a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Plumb asks his audience, "Who's packing your parachute?" Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. He also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory - he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute, and his spiritual parachute. He called on all these supports before reaching safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason. As you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize people who pack your parachutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.great-inspirational-quotes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6697054449075188455?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6697054449075188455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/who-packed-your-parachute.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6697054449075188455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6697054449075188455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/who-packed-your-parachute.html' title='Who Packed Your Parachute ?'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SbNVg2LxKdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/01WtJr-OjvE/s72-c/parachute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-3510021605808342964</id><published>2009-03-02T15:42:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:47:10.463+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Your Weakness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sauc11Q5AaI/AAAAAAAAAtc/KB4ryInEsTk/s1600-h/martial+art2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 117px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sauc11Q5AaI/AAAAAAAAAtc/KB4ryInEsTk/s200/martial+art2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308509034431185314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a story of one 10-year-old boy who decided to study judo despite the fact that he had lost his left arm in a devastating car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy began lessons with an old Japanese judo master. The boy was doing well, so he couldn't understand why, after three months of training, the master had taught him only one move. "Sensei," the boy finally said, "Shouldn't I be learning more moves?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you'll ever need to know," the Sensei replied. Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months later, the Sensei took the boy to his first tournament. Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more difficult, but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one move to win the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, his opponent was bigger, stronger, and more experienced. For a while, the boy appeared to be overmatched. Concerned that the boy might get hurt, the referee called a time-out. He was about to stop the match when the Sensei intervened. "No," the Sensei insisted, "Let him continue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the match resumed, his opponent made a critical mistake: he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament. He was the champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, the boy and Sensei reviewed every move in each and every match. Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on his mind. "Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?" "You won for two reasons," the Sensei answered. "First, you've almost mastered one of the most difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defence for that move is for your opponent to grab your left arm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The boy's greatest weakness had become his greatest strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.wow4u.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-3510021605808342964?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/3510021605808342964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/your-weakness.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3510021605808342964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3510021605808342964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/03/your-weakness.html' title='Your Weakness'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/Sauc11Q5AaI/AAAAAAAAAtc/KB4ryInEsTk/s72-c/martial+art2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-446431037376301000</id><published>2009-02-27T01:21:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:26:11.523+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Life Still Has A Meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If there is a future there is time for mending-&lt;br /&gt;Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow-&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping-&lt;br /&gt;When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling-&lt;br /&gt;If there is time for praying there is time for healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if through your window there is a new day breaking-&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning-&lt;br /&gt;There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-446431037376301000?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/446431037376301000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/life-still-has-meaning.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/446431037376301000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/446431037376301000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/life-still-has-meaning.html' title='Life Still Has A Meaning'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-3081903764289529514</id><published>2009-02-19T22:06:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:11:08.358+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>A Dozen of Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/02/dozen-of-roses.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SZ12QK8aGVI/AAAAAAAAAr8/QRx2jS3ufkQ/s200/roses.jpg" alt="roses" title="roses" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304525956300020050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a heart warmer story if you think it is a cold world out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow. Bobby didn't wear boots; he didn't like them and anyway he didn't own any. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. Try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother's Christmas gift. He shook his head as he thought, "This is useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I don't have any money to spend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the family of five had struggled. It wasn't because his mother didn't care, or try, there just never seemed to be enough. She worked nights at the hospital, but the small wage that she was earning could only be stretched so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the family lacked in money and material things, they more than made up for in love and family unity. Bobby had two older and one younger sister, who ran the household in their mother's absence. All three of his sisters had already made beautiful gifts for their mother. Somehow it just wasn't fair. Here it was Christmas Eve already, and he had nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to walk down to the street where the shops and stores were. It wasn't easy being six without a father, especially when he needed a man to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby walked from shop to shop, looking into each decorated window. Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of reach. It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly turned to walk home when suddenly his eyes caught the glimmer of the setting sun's rays reflecting off of something along the curb. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never before has anyone felt as wealthy as Bobby felt at that moment. As he held his new found treasure, warmth spread throughout his entire body and he walked into the first store he saw. His excitement quickly turned cold when salesperson after salesperson told him that he could not buy anything with only a dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in line. When the shop owner asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could buy one flower for his mother's Christmas gift. The shop owner looked at Bobby and his ten cent offering. Then he put his hand on Bobby's shoulder and said to him, "You just wait here and I'll see what I can do for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Bobby waited, he looked at the beautiful flowers and even though he was a boy, he could see why mothers and girls liked flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the door closing as the last customer left, it jolted Bobby back to reality. All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the shop owner came out and moved to the counter. There, before Bobby's eyes, lay twelve long stem, red roses, with leaves of green and tiny white flowers all tied together with a big silver bow. Bobby's heart sank as the owner picked them up and placed them gently into a long white box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That will be ten cents young man." the shop owner said reaching out his hand for the dime. Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his dime. Could this be true? No one else would give him a thing for his dime! Sensing the boy's reluctance, the shop owner added, "I just happened to have some roses on sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time Bobby did not hesitate, and when the man placed the long box into his hands, he knew it was true. Walking out the door that the owner was holding for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, "Merry Christmas, son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he returned inside, the shop keeper’s wife walked out. "Who were you talking to back there and where are the roses you were fixing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring out the window, and blinking the tears from his own eyes, he replied, "A strange thing happened to me this morning. While I was setting up things to open the shop, I thought I heard a voice telling me to set aside a dozen of my best roses for a special gift. I wasn't sure at the time whether I had lost my mind or what, but I set them aside anyway. Then just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the shop and wanted to buy a flower for his mother with one small dime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years ago. I too was a poor boy with nothing to buy my mother a Christmas gift. A bearded man, whom I never knew, stopped me on the street and told me that he wanted to give me ten dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw that little boy tonight, I knew who that voice was, and I put together a dozen of my very best roses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop owner and his wife hugged each other tightly, and as they stepped out into the bitter cold air, they somehow didn't feel cold at all but their heart warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://www.inspiring-quotes-and-stories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-3081903764289529514?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/3081903764289529514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/dozen-of-roses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3081903764289529514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3081903764289529514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/dozen-of-roses.html' title='A Dozen of Roses'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SZ12QK8aGVI/AAAAAAAAAr8/QRx2jS3ufkQ/s72-c/roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-2581759672124990634</id><published>2009-02-19T21:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:59:16.199+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/02/window.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SZ1zTk4v8RI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ROdFsks9Mvc/s200/window.jpg" alt="window" title="window" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304522716268720402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man  was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. And every afternoon when the  man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where  his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and  color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while  children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive  words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should he have all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see  anything? It didn't seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt  ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He  began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that  window - and that thought now controlled his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window  began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man   watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking  stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence--deathly silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away--no  words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his   first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It faced a blank wall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice...it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. It is not a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like   programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits. If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips  just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://www.indianchild.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-2581759672124990634?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/2581759672124990634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/window.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2581759672124990634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2581759672124990634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/window.html' title='The Window'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SZ1zTk4v8RI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ROdFsks9Mvc/s72-c/window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8123695251690600746</id><published>2009-02-19T21:36:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:24:53.948+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>It Really Works!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I met one of my best friends in a café down town, and I am really surprised to see her. Not long ago, about 3-4 months ago, she still had an over weight problem, but when I saw her yesterday, her body really is in a very good shape. She lost 20 pounds, amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me, after trying so many weight loss pills and programs finally she found &lt;a href="http://www.cellulite-advice.net/"&gt;acai berry&lt;/a&gt;, the best diet program that can make her body just like when she was in high school. It really works! I’m happy for her. And of course, after I saw the amazing result in my friend, I will use the same diet program, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8123695251690600746?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8123695251690600746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/it-really-works.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8123695251690600746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8123695251690600746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/it-really-works.html' title='It Really Works!'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1349068072927664187</id><published>2009-02-18T16:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:57:07.534+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Eagles In A Storm</title><content type='html'>Did you know that an eagle knows when a storm is approaching long before it breaks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eagle will fly to some high spot and wait for the winds to come. When the storm hits, it sets its wings so that the wind will pick it up and lift it above the storm. While the storm rages below, the eagle is soaring above it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eagle does not escape the storm. It simply uses the storm to lift it higher. It rises on the winds that bring the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the storms of life come upon us - and all of us will experience them - we can rise above them by setting our minds and our belief toward God. The storms do not have to overcome us. We can allow God's power to lift us above them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God enables us to ride the winds of the storm that bring sickness, tragedy, failure and disappointment in our lives. We can soar above the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, it is not the burdens of life that weigh us down, it is how we handle them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1349068072927664187?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1349068072927664187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/eagles-in-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1349068072927664187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1349068072927664187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/eagles-in-storm.html' title='Eagles In A Storm'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6403075480031745840</id><published>2009-02-13T15:30:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:19:17.754+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Why It Is So Hard To Let Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/02/why-it-is-so-hard-to-let-go.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SZUw9bVxL2I/AAAAAAAAArs/ZtrofcBcsso/s200/pearl+necklace.jpg" alt="pearl necklace" title="pearl necklace" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302197968167841634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cheerful girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them: a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?" Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face. "A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for ten cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere - Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night when he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?" "Oh yes, Daddy. You know that I love you." "Then give me your pearls." "Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess - the white horse from my collection. The one with the pink tail. Remember, Daddy? The one you gave me. She's my favorite." "That's okay, Honey. Daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?" "Daddy, you know I love you." "Then give me your pearls." "Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is so beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper." "That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you" And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian-style. As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek. "What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?" Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here, Daddy. It's for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's kind daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime-store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny. He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her genuine treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasure. Isn't God good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding onto things which God wants you to let go of. Are you holding on to harmful or unnecessary partners, relationships, habits and activities which you have come so attached to that it seems impossible to let go? Sometimes it is so hard to see what is in the other hand but do believe this one thing.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God will never take away something without giving you something better in ....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspiring-quotes-and-stories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6403075480031745840?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6403075480031745840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/why-it-is-so-hard-to-let-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6403075480031745840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6403075480031745840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/why-it-is-so-hard-to-let-go.html' title='Why It Is So Hard To Let Go'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SZUw9bVxL2I/AAAAAAAAArs/ZtrofcBcsso/s72-c/pearl+necklace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-130270997715075819</id><published>2009-02-11T13:43:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:19:53.007+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Fashionable Prescription Eyeglasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/02/fashionable-prescription-eyeglasses.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 58px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SZJ0SoMvAWI/AAAAAAAAArM/eRu0T7zkQhw/s200/ScreenHunter_03+Feb.+11+13.39.jpg" alt="fashion eyeglasses" title="eyeglasses"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301427574745792866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I wet to my doctor to get my eyes checked and he said that I need new eyeglasses lenses because the old eyeglasses lenses are no longer suit with my eyes. I got my cylindrical correction changed. After I got my new prescription, I decide not to only buy new lenses, I want to buy new eyeglasses. The chic, stylish and fashionable one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always buy eyeglasses online in my favorite store, Zenni Optical. Zenni provides many affordable beautiful eyeglasses. We can get &lt;a href="http://www.zennioptical.com/"&gt;Prescription eyeglasses for only $8!&lt;/a&gt; With so many beautiful designed eyeglasses made by high quality material, no wonder if we can find &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/23/health/policy/23patient.html"&gt;Zenni Optical in the New York Times?!&lt;/a&gt; Finally I bought the pink and blue $8 eyeglasses. What a fashionable color combination! With Zenni Optical, now everybody can be &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/23/health/policy/23patient.html"&gt;Seeing Straight Without Breaking Bank&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-130270997715075819?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/130270997715075819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/fashionable-prescription-eyeglasses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/130270997715075819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/130270997715075819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/fashionable-prescription-eyeglasses.html' title='Fashionable Prescription Eyeglasses'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SZJ0SoMvAWI/AAAAAAAAArM/eRu0T7zkQhw/s72-c/ScreenHunter_03+Feb.+11+13.39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6322454168584998970</id><published>2009-02-08T16:10:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:20:21.565+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Trouble Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/02/trouble-tree.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SY6jAug4TnI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Pt8XsYbqflw/s200/red+sky.bmp" alt="the tree" title="the tree" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300353044342918770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The carpenter who I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck can't start. While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On arriving, he invited me in to meet his lovely family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the tree branches with both hands. When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied." I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing's for sure, troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and my children. So I just hang them on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paused. "Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick 'em up, there ain't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.great-inspirational-quotes.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6322454168584998970?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6322454168584998970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/trouble-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6322454168584998970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6322454168584998970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/trouble-tree.html' title='The Trouble Tree'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SY6jAug4TnI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Pt8XsYbqflw/s72-c/red+sky.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4477511760047215015</id><published>2009-02-05T02:40:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T02:44:35.180+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Sands of Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This amazing story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey, they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, he wrote in the sand:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other friend replied "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source: www.great-inspirational-quotes.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4477511760047215015?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4477511760047215015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/sands-of-forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4477511760047215015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4477511760047215015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/sands-of-forgiveness.html' title='The Sands of Forgiveness'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6359223835492109999</id><published>2009-02-01T17:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:40:40.355+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Everyday in Your Life is a Special Occasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYV77Nuq_II/AAAAAAAAAok/Jd8YIPzwGaI/s1600-h/happy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYV77Nuq_II/AAAAAAAAAok/Jd8YIPzwGaI/s200/happy3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297776793899170946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend opened his wife's underwear drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This, - he said - isn't any ordinary package." He unwrapped the box and stared at the silk paper and the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She got this package the first time we went to New York, 8 or 9 years ago. She's never put it on. She said she'll save it for a special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I guess this is it." Then he got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothes he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died. He turned to me and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never save something for a special occasion. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every day in your life is a special occasion&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words really changed my life. Now I read more and clean less. I sit on the porch without worrying about anything. I spend more time with my family, and less at work. I understood that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through&lt;/span&gt;. I no longer keep anything. I'll use crystal glasses every day. I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if i feel like it. I don't save my special perfume for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to. The words "Someday..." and "One Day..." are fading away from my dictionary. If it's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't be there the next morning, this nobody can tell. I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels. I'd like to think she would go out for Chinese, her favorite food. It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come. I would regret it, because I would no longer see the friends I would meet, letters... letters that i wanted to write "One of this days". I would regret and feel sad, because I didn't say to my brothers and sons, not times enough at least, how much I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I try not to delay, postpone or keep anything that could bring laughter and joy into our lives. And, on each morning, I say to myself that this could be a special day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Each day, each hour, each minute, is special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6359223835492109999?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6359223835492109999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/everyday-in-your-life-is-special.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6359223835492109999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6359223835492109999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/everyday-in-your-life-is-special.html' title='Everyday in Your Life is a Special Occasion'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYV77Nuq_II/AAAAAAAAAok/Jd8YIPzwGaI/s72-c/happy3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-2338720633027994981</id><published>2009-02-01T16:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:28:20.017+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><title type='text'>Nouveau Riche University, One Stop Shop for Successful Real Estate Investing</title><content type='html'>Nouveau Riche is a French word, literally translates to “new rich”. That denotes to a person who gain monetary power, wealth and great financial heights during his lifetime. Nouveau Riche University is an online university that is offering associate and bachelor degree programs in accounting, finance, marketing, small business management and especially real estate investing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nouveauricheuniversity.blogharbor.com/"&gt;Nouveau Riche University&lt;/a&gt; that is founded by Jim Piccolo, Mary Piccolo and Bob Snyder is the only One Stop Shop for successful Real Estate Investing, because they don’t just teach Real Estate Investing, they create Real Estate Investors. Not only teaches the way to create wealth through successful Real Estate Investing, but also simultaneously offers the support and resources to start investing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with the new Chief Executive Officer, Laura Palmer Noone, former president of University of Phoenix, &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/business/articles/2008/09/12/20080912biz-talker0912.html"&gt;Nouveau Riche University&lt;/a&gt; will give better educational services to all the students. The teaching design methods applied in Nouveau Riche University accelerate learning and maximize retention and have been proven in higher education institutes world wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read testimonials, pictures and experiences of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=122457340640"&gt;Nouveau Riche University&lt;/a&gt; students in Nouveau Riche Nationwide Community in facebook. They share the changes of their life after implementing all they have learned in Nouveau Riche University programs they take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-2338720633027994981?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/2338720633027994981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/nouveau-riche-university-one-stop-shop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2338720633027994981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2338720633027994981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/nouveau-riche-university-one-stop-shop.html' title='Nouveau Riche University, One Stop Shop for Successful Real Estate Investing'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-2800242711021037498</id><published>2009-02-01T15:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:47:33.264+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><title type='text'>Various Curriculum Paths in Nouveau Riche</title><content type='html'>Nouveau Riche Real Estate Investment College is a well known online university that gives training to their students in the field of real estate investing business. They have designed the college products with tuition packages that meet all your need in real estate business. You can choose and design the education you want by selecting tuition package with various curriculum paths that meet your preferences and needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nouveau Riche teaches you the real estate concept and strategies to apply in real world. As a student, you will participate in classroom discussions and role playing exercises to make you understand the advantages and disadvantages of each real estate investment strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many students of &lt;a href="http://nouveaurized.com/"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt; have experienced huge changes in their life since implementing all they have learned in &lt;a href="http://www.investorconcierge.com/"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt; Real Estate Investment College programs they take. If you want to know more about Nouveau Riche Community, you can see 3 pages of facebook they create, about Jim Piccolo – the founder of Nouveau Riche, Bob ‘The General’ Snyder and Frank Edward Piccolo Foundation. And you can also see in a group in facebook; Nouveau Riche Nationwide Community, the group for members to share the pictures, testimonials and stories of their experience with &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=122457340640"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-2800242711021037498?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/2800242711021037498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/various-curriculum-paths-in-nouveau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2800242711021037498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2800242711021037498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/02/various-curriculum-paths-in-nouveau.html' title='Various Curriculum Paths in Nouveau Riche'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4619804863837928187</id><published>2009-01-31T03:08:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:21:56.348+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Parable Of The Pencil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/01/parable-of-pencil.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYNf3fKRI2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/92P5X1r2V5Q/s200/pencil.jpg" alt="pencil" title="pencil" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297182993579844450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before he is putting it into the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are five things you need to know," he told the pencil, "Before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and don't ever forget, and you will become the best pencil you can be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in someone's hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you will need it to become a better pencil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Three: You'll be able to correct any mistakes you might make."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Four: The most important part of you will always be what's inside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And Five: On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. No matter what the condition, you must continue to write."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box with purpose in its heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now replacing the place of the pencil with you.  Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best person you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in God's hand. And allow other human beings to access you for the many gifts you possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, by going through various problems in life, but you'll need it to become a stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four: The most important part of you will always be what's on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Five: On every surface you walk through, you must leave your mark. No matter what the situation, you must continue to do your duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow this parable on the pencil to encourage you to know that you are a special person and only you can fulfill the purpose to which you were born to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never allow yourself to get discouraged and think that your life is insignificant and cannot make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4619804863837928187?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4619804863837928187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/parable-of-pencil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4619804863837928187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4619804863837928187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/parable-of-pencil.html' title='Parable Of The Pencil'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYNf3fKRI2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/92P5X1r2V5Q/s72-c/pencil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7272924372622270645</id><published>2009-01-29T16:43:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:23:17.042+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Treatment for Your Hair Loss Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/01/treatment-for-your-hair-loss-problem.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYGBd_MUlnI/AAAAAAAAAns/yc66xmnI0Y0/s200/hair-bob1.jpg" alt="hair loss" title="hair loss treatment" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296656988943718002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful hair is certainly a great nature’s gift for us, especially for women. Unfortunately, there are lots of things that could make our hair condition is unhealthy. Hair loss actually is a very common problem that affects both men and women, from all parts of the world. The main difference between men and women hair loss is the pattern. Hair loss or hair thinning is undiscriminating, meaning that it can happen to all of us regardless of our ethnic backgrounds. Here we will talk about hair loss and the treatment especially for women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a variety of different causes for hair loss and identifying what is causing your hair loss can be the first step you must do. Gradual thinning is such a normal part of aging. However, hair loss may lead to baldness if the rate of shedding exceeds the rate of your hair re growth, when new hair is thinner than the hair shed or when hair comes out in patches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you experience hair loss or hair thinning, now you don’t have to worry about it. Not like several years ago, now there so many &lt;a href="http://www.hairlosstreatment-s.com/"&gt;Hair Loss Treatments&lt;/a&gt; offered to you. To find lots of information about any &lt;a href="http://www.hairlosstreatment-s.com/"&gt;Treatment of Hair Loss&lt;/a&gt;, you can just browsing the internet searching about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of most popular site that provides all information you need about &lt;a href="http://www.hairlosstreatment-s.com/"&gt;Hair Loss Treatment&lt;/a&gt; is www.hairlosstreatment-s.com. From the articles available there, you will know about the types of hair loss, causes of women hair loss, what vitamin you should take to make a healthy hair and you can also find the best Hair Loss Treatment recommended by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7272924372622270645?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7272924372622270645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/treatment-for-your-hair-loss-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7272924372622270645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7272924372622270645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/treatment-for-your-hair-loss-problem.html' title='Treatment for Your Hair Loss Problem'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYGBd_MUlnI/AAAAAAAAAns/yc66xmnI0Y0/s72-c/hair-bob1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8635842667605861267</id><published>2009-01-29T03:23:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:24:44.120+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Sexy High Heels and Beautiful Toenails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tyasjetra.com/2009/01/sexy-high-heels-and-beautiful-toenails.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYDAUFHeDYI/AAAAAAAAAnE/bjdH0hI71tk/s200/toe4.jpg" alt="sexy high heels" title="beautiful toenails" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296444612991126914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You've found the perfect pair of high heels shoes – they are sexy, comfortable, match your new black and white dress and they were 50% off. The only problem is, your feet aren't quite as perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your toenails look ugly because they thick and yellowish, or maybe swelling or even complete loss, you must realize that those are the symptoms of toenail fungus. Toenail fungus is such a type of skin problem that makes your toenails look dirty and embarrassing. Your feet will also end up smelling bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better hurry find the &lt;a href="http://www.toe-nails-fungus.com/"&gt;Toenail Fungus Treatment&lt;/a&gt; to cure your toenail problem. Choosing the best &lt;a href="http://www.toe-nails-fungus.com/"&gt;Toe Fungus Treatment&lt;/a&gt; is not so difficult. You can browse in the internet and you will find many treatments offered for you. Www.toe-nails-fungus.com is one of the popular site providing lots of information about &lt;a href="http://www.toe-nails-fungus.com/"&gt;Nail Fungus Treatment&lt;/a&gt;. Here you will find many good articles about toenail fungus such as 9 Tips to Prevent Nail Fungus, Why is Nail Fungus Tough to Beat, Home Remedies You Can Do to Treat Nail Fungus and many other more. They also have the recommended Nail Fungus Treatment that will effectively fight against nail fungus. Just do what they told you to beat your nail fungus and after your toenails condition gets better, you can show your beautiful toenails wearing the 50% off sexy high heels to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8635842667605861267?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8635842667605861267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/sexy-high-heels-and-beautiful-toenails.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8635842667605861267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8635842667605861267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/sexy-high-heels-and-beautiful-toenails.html' title='Sexy High Heels and Beautiful Toenails'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SYDAUFHeDYI/AAAAAAAAAnE/bjdH0hI71tk/s72-c/toe4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-2431527148751801353</id><published>2009-01-22T14:13:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:13:40.294+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Wait for The Brick</title><content type='html'>A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and drove the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car, shouting,..&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was that all about and who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Just what the heck are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;Why did you do it?"&lt;br /&gt;The young boy was apologetic. "Please mister ... please, I'm sorry... I didn't know what else to do," he pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;"I threw the brick because no one else would stop..."&lt;br /&gt;With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car.&lt;br /&gt;"It's my brother," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."&lt;br /&gt;Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out his fancy handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the little boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's our choice: Listen to the whisper ... or wait for the brick! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.indianchild.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-2431527148751801353?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/2431527148751801353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/wait-for-brick.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2431527148751801353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2431527148751801353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/wait-for-brick.html' title='Wait for The Brick'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6770438392803140421</id><published>2009-01-21T15:24:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:28:23.674+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Genital Warts and Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>The female genitals are made up of the reproductive organs. They include: Vagina, Cervix, Fallopian and Ovaries. There are many diseases and conditions that can affect the female genital tract. Some can do major damage and cause infertility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genital Warts, also known as condylomata acuminata or venereal warts, are one of the most common types of sexually transmitted diseases. The virus that causes them, which is the human papillomavirus (HPV), has been associated with cervical cancer.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the name, &lt;a href="http://www.genitalwart-s.com/"&gt;Genital Warts&lt;/a&gt; affect the moist tissues of the genital area. The &lt;a href="http://www.genitalwart-s.com/genital_warts_symptoms.html"&gt;Symptoms of Genital Warts&lt;/a&gt; may look like small, flesh-colored bumps or have a cauliflower-like appearance. Genital warts may be small as 1 millimeter in diameter or may multiply into large clusters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is &lt;a href="http://www.genitalwart-s.com/genital_warts_pregnancy.html"&gt;Genital Warts and Pregnancy&lt;/a&gt; related? In some cases genital warts has been found to cause some problems while the delivery procedure and to the newborn baby. The body of a woman has many changes during pregnancy, immunity goes down, there is a change in hormones, blood supply increases etc. The hormone change is one key change that happens in every woman’s body during pregnancy, as a result, genital warts can grow quickly in size, have more eruptions, which further may give big problems or make delivery harder and in extremely low cases can lead to cesarean section delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6770438392803140421?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6770438392803140421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/genital-warts-and-pregnancy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6770438392803140421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6770438392803140421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/genital-warts-and-pregnancy.html' title='Genital Warts and Pregnancy'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-1372278478473067643</id><published>2009-01-21T01:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T01:27:58.741+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Friend And Acquaintance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXYXlA2fRxI/AAAAAAAAAko/ocXtJL0C7-U/s1600-h/two+young+woman+tasting+champagne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 74px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXYXlA2fRxI/AAAAAAAAAko/ocXtJL0C7-U/s320/two+young+woman+tasting+champagne.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293444336671737618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a difference between being an acquaintance and being a friend. An acquaintance is someone whose name you know, who you see every now and then, who you probably have something in common with and who you feel comfortable around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a person that you can invite to your home and share things with. But they are people who you don't share your life with, whose actions sometimes you don't understand because you don't know enough about them.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, a friend is someone you love. Not that you are "in love" with them, but you care about them and you think about them when they are not there. The people you are reminded of when you see something they might like, and you know this because you know them so well. They are the people whose pictures you have and whose faces are in your head regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the people you feel safe around because you know they care about you. They call just to see how you are doing, because a friend doesn't need an excuse. They tell you the truth, the first time, and you do the same. You know that if you have a problem, they are there to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the people who won't laugh at you or hurt you, and if they do hurt you they try hard to make it up to you. They are the people you love, regardless of whether you realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the people you cried with when you got rejected from colleges and during the last song at the prom and at graduation. They are the people that when you hug them, you don't think about how long to hug and who's going to be the first one to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they are the people that hold the rings at your wedding, or maybe they are the people who give you away at your wedding, or maybe they are the people you marry. Maybe they are the people who cry at your wedding because they are happy or because they are proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the people who stop you from making mistakes and help you when you do. They are are the people whose hand you can hold, or you can hug or give them a kiss and not have it be awkward because they understand the things you do and they love you for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stick with you and stand by you. They hold your hand. They watch you live and you watch them live and you learn from them. Your life is not the same without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-1372278478473067643?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/1372278478473067643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/friend-and-acquaintance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1372278478473067643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/1372278478473067643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/friend-and-acquaintance.html' title='Friend And Acquaintance'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXYXlA2fRxI/AAAAAAAAAko/ocXtJL0C7-U/s72-c/two+young+woman+tasting+champagne.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5828712618059791847</id><published>2009-01-20T01:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:13:40.011+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>All About Acne Treatment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXTCvhRZmqI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4RJLvi_2_Y0/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_02+Jan.+20+01.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 76px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXTCvhRZmqI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4RJLvi_2_Y0/s200/ScreenHunter_02+Jan.+20+01.12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293069583708166818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Choosing the best acne treatment that effective to our skin is a tricky task because not all acne is the same. There are many of different types of acne and there is no common treatment equally effective for each acne type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the problems with acne is that a particular treatment that found effective to one person might not have the same result for another.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; Each person has to find an &lt;a href="http://www.10acne.com/"&gt;Acne Treatments that Work&lt;/a&gt; for them. If the acne is deeper and more persistent, the treatment needs to be designed to effectively reduce the production of the skin sebum. Sebum is the oil that is believed to be responsible for almost all acne conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing you have to do before shopping for &lt;a href="http://www.10acne.com/"&gt;Acne Treatment&lt;/a&gt; is to know your skin type. Purchase the product that is made especially for the type of your skin and you will definitely see much better results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mild acne can be resolved by changing your lifestyle and diet. Treatment for mild acne is as simple as only getting better sleep and eating the right foods. However, if you have more severe cases of acne, you will need a stronger type of treatment as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need lots of information about Acne Treatment, you better visit 10acne.com, the site that provides &lt;a href="http://www.10acne.com/"&gt;Acne Treatment Reviews&lt;/a&gt; that is very useful to read. In this site you can find the no.1 acne treatment that is endorsed by American doctors and Euro herbalists, best acne treatment and skincare products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5828712618059791847?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5828712618059791847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/all-about-acne-treatment.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5828712618059791847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5828712618059791847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/all-about-acne-treatment.html' title='All About Acne Treatment'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXTCvhRZmqI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4RJLvi_2_Y0/s72-c/ScreenHunter_02+Jan.+20+01.12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-2938373335633905040</id><published>2009-01-19T22:34:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:41:59.273+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Detox Your Body with Colon Cleanse Methods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXSfPoWW8kI/AAAAAAAAAkI/YgXOslinkfk/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+19+22.39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 38px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXSfPoWW8kI/AAAAAAAAAkI/YgXOslinkfk/s200/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+19+22.39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293030552945226306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nowadays, more and more people are suffering from health problems such as chronic fatigue, chronic constipation and lack of energy. That kind of health problem can be related to a dirty bowel, caused partly or largely by eating and drinking foods and drinks which are not what nature intended we eat and drink.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the popular methods of detoxification to solve health problems mentioned above is &lt;a href="http://www.coloncleanse-r.com/"&gt;Colon Cleanse&lt;/a&gt;. There are many benefits for our health if we take the colon cleanser method, we will have a greater energy and vitality, we will free from digestive tract problems and most of all, this method will give us overall cleansing and detoxification for our body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested to find lots of information about colon cleanse, just visit Colon Cleanse Reviews, this site gives a complete &lt;a href="http://www.coloncleanse-r.com/"&gt;Colon Cleanser&lt;/a&gt; and Product Reviews for us. There are many important articles we should read about colon cleanse here. Reading this useful &lt;a href="http://www.coloncleanse-r.com/"&gt;Colon Cleanse Reviews&lt;/a&gt; articles will enrich our knowledge about colon cleanse methods, the benefits of them and what we should do if we take this method as an alternative way to have a healthy body. If you care about your family and your own health, I think you should consider taking this detoxification method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-2938373335633905040?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/2938373335633905040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/detox-your-body-with-colon-cleanse.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2938373335633905040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2938373335633905040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/detox-your-body-with-colon-cleanse.html' title='Detox Your Body with Colon Cleanse Methods'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SXSfPoWW8kI/AAAAAAAAAkI/YgXOslinkfk/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Jan.+19+22.39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4831502720169593333</id><published>2009-01-18T20:34:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:39:44.236+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>A Gift of Love</title><content type='html'>"Can I see my baby?" the happy new mother asked. When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears. Time proved that the baby's hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother's arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He blurted out the tragedy. "A boy, a big boy...called me a freak." He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music. "But you might mingle with other young people," his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy's father had a session with the family physician. Could nothing be done? "I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured" the doctor decided. So the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man. Two years went by. Then, "You are going to the hospital, son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it's a secret" said the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, and school and college became a series of triumphs. Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. "But I must know!" He urged his father. "Who gave so much for me? I could never do enough for him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not believe you could," said the father, "but the agreement was that you are not to know...not yet." The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come . . . one of the darkest days that ever pass through a son. He stood with his father over his mother's casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish-brown hair to reveal that the mother had no outer ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut," he whispered gently, "and nobody ever thought mother less beautiful, did they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Real beauty lies not in the physical appearance,&lt;br /&gt;but in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen,&lt;br /&gt;but what that cannot be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real love lies not in what is done and known,&lt;br /&gt;but in what that is done but not known. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.wow4u.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4831502720169593333?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4831502720169593333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/gift-of-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4831502720169593333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4831502720169593333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/gift-of-love.html' title='A Gift of Love'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5802803117895716355</id><published>2009-01-17T11:35:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:04:55.506+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>World of Smiles</title><content type='html'>About ten years ago when I was an undergraduate in college, I was working as an intern at my University's Museum of Natural History. One day while working at the cash register in the gift shop, I saw an elderly couple come in with a little girl in a wheelchair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked closer at this girl, I saw that she was kind of perched on her chair. I then realized she had no arms or legs, just a head, neck and torso. She was wearing a little white dress with red polka dots.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the couple wheeled her up to me I was looking down at the register. I turned my head toward the girl and gave her a wink. As I took the money from her grandparents, I looked back at the girl, who was giving me the cutest, largest smile I have ever seen. All of a sudden her handicap was gone and all I saw was this beautiful girl, whose smile just melted me and almost instantly gave me a completely new sense of what life is all about. She took me from a poor, unhappy college student and brought me into her world; a world of smiles, love and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was ten years ago. I'm a successful business person now and whenever I get down and think about the troubles of the world, I think about that little girl and the remarkable lesson about life that she taught me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspirationalstories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5802803117895716355?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5802803117895716355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/world-of-smiles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5802803117895716355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5802803117895716355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/world-of-smiles.html' title='World of Smiles'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4704061601813128836</id><published>2009-01-13T11:43:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:26:38.190+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><title type='text'>Insurance Forum</title><content type='html'>Insurance is an indemnity bond where the insured (insurance policy owner) pays certain amount for a certain period which is called as premium to the insurer. The insurer (insurance company) compensates on maturity of the bond or on the loss occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we live in the age of credit purchases, we bear a considerable amount of debt through our busy working years. This includes mortgage and car payments, as well as personal loans, credit cards, student loans, etc. Many companies offer their employees some type of life insurance coverage that can be purchased at a reduced group rate. This can either be a minimal amount or it can be more than your monthly salary, it just depends on your personal situation and which options are available to you.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people prefer to buy life insurance with their personal insurance agent for additional insurance like health insurance that can be bought for varying amounts of coverage. This enables either the surviving spouse or other family members to cover up any expenses and any other outstanding debts of the decedent. Amounts of coverage vary and chosen based on what the individual would like to provide his or her beneficiaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you already have one or more insurance policy from the company you work, maybe you still have many questions about the insurance policy you have, or maybe you are interested to buy any other type of insurance but you need to find out a lot of information about it before you buy it. For getting the right answers about any questions related to insurance, all you need is just visiting the &lt;a href="http://www.insuranceforum1.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;insurance forum&lt;/a&gt; in www.insuranceforum1.com. Here you can discuss the topic you want to know with other member. There are many sub forums you can visit, such as health insurance forum, car &lt;a href="http://www.insuranceforum1.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;insurance forum&lt;/a&gt;, etc. Meet new people here and discuss any kind of insurance topics to enrich your knowledge about insurance world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4704061601813128836?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4704061601813128836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/insurance-forum.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4704061601813128836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4704061601813128836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/insurance-forum.html' title='Insurance Forum'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-747905888873162968</id><published>2009-01-13T00:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:49:44.984+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>24 Things To Always Remember</title><content type='html'>Your presence is a present to the world.&lt;br /&gt;You are unique and one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;Your life can be what you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Take the days just one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings, not your troubles.&lt;br /&gt;You will make it through whatever comes along.&lt;br /&gt;Within you are so many answers.&lt;br /&gt;Understand, have courage, be strong.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not put limits on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams are waiting to be realized.&lt;br /&gt;Decisions are too important to leave to chance.&lt;br /&gt;Reach for your peak, your goal and you prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wastes more energy than worrying.&lt;br /&gt;The longer one carries a problem the heavier it gets.&lt;br /&gt;Do not take things too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Live a life of serenity, not a life of regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that a little love goes a long way.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that a lot … goes forever.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that friendship is a wise investment.&lt;br /&gt;Life’s treasure are people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize that it is never too late.&lt;br /&gt;Do ordinary things in an extraordinary way.&lt;br /&gt;Have hearth and hope and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to wish upon a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DO NOT EVER FORGET ….&lt;br /&gt;FOR EVEN A DAY&lt;br /&gt;HOW VERY SPECIAL YOU ARE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-747905888873162968?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/747905888873162968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/24-things-to-always-remember.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/747905888873162968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/747905888873162968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/24-things-to-always-remember.html' title='24 Things To Always Remember'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7664884303899636810</id><published>2009-01-10T23:48:00.012+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:25:48.628+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Unforgettable Prom Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn16/ningtyasindri/promdress2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="180"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember how I feel when I have my prom night long time ago. Yes, it has been many years ago but the excitement of that moment still remain clearly in my mind. The most unforgettable thing related to my prom night is how nervous I was when I had to choose the prom dress. I remember, I bought two or three dresses with my mother in the one and only shopping mall in the city where I live. Finally I choose the simplest dress to wear, the red backless gown. The first sexy gown I’ve ever wear.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, there are so many places we could visit to buy beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.promgirl.net/" rel="nofollow"&gt;prom dresses&lt;/a&gt;. Boutiques and shopping malls are everywhere. We can buy any models from famous designers of prom dresses we want there. But there is another simple way to get your beautiful prom dresses. Buy it online!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promgirl.net is one of popular sites in the internet where we could buy beautiful prom dresses online. They provide so many beautiful collections of prom dresses and gowns from dozens popular designers in the world. &lt;a href="http://www.4prom.com/jovani.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;Prom dresses Jovani&lt;/a&gt; is one of the best options for you to get elegant look in your prom night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can not find &lt;a href="http://www.morilee.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;prom dresses&lt;/a&gt; suit with what you want? You can visit another site that also provides &lt;a href="http://www.promdress.net/" rel="nofollow"&gt;prom dresses and prom advice&lt;/a&gt; so you can make a decision about the best prom dress for you, promdress.net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also other beautiful sites you can visit to make an online purchasing for gorgeous &lt;a href="http://www.4prom.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;prom dresses&lt;/a&gt; like 4prom.com and morilee.com. You can choose the prom dresses by categories at the left side bar. We can also get the prom makeup tips from the makeup experts here so we can attend the prom night as beauty as the princess. The prom dress will not complete if we don’t wear the accessories and jewelry that suit with it. Don’t worry, you can find them and buy in here also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have decided about the item you want to buy, next step you have to do is just click the item, choose the size and color you want and add it to shopping bag. For payments, they accept Visa, Amex, masterCard and Discover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now you ready to go to the prom night as a beautiful princess. One thing you must remember, don’t drink too much! It will ruin your beauty and your gorgeous dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7664884303899636810?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7664884303899636810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/unforgettable-prom-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7664884303899636810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7664884303899636810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/unforgettable-prom-night.html' title='Unforgettable Prom Night'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-9000730584936577286</id><published>2009-01-10T03:37:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T03:38:14.443+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Never Give Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SWe1pc5UaUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/R4Pe7RMPaH0/s1600-h/Peanuts-Never-Ever-EVER-Give-Up-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SWe1pc5UaUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/R4Pe7RMPaH0/s320/Peanuts-Never-Ever-EVER-Give-Up-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289396011105806658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-9000730584936577286?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/9000730584936577286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/never-give-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/9000730584936577286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/9000730584936577286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/never-give-up.html' title='Never Give Up!'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SWe1pc5UaUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/R4Pe7RMPaH0/s72-c/Peanuts-Never-Ever-EVER-Give-Up-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7550296437301366314</id><published>2009-01-10T03:28:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:44:41.157+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Wise Man and The Young Man</title><content type='html'>There was once an old wise man who live on top of a mountain. (I don’t know why the wise men always like to stay on top of mountains.) Whenever the villagers had a problem, they would climb up the mountain and ask the old man for advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a young man decided to climb up and ask the old man a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wise man,” he asked, “What makes a man truly great?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man looked at him and said, “Do you sincerely want to know?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, yes!” the young man replied the wise man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well,” the wise old man said to him, “Let me tell you in the form of a story”&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a Greek man who suffered from a deadly disease. Knowing that he will die soon, he was the first to join the army when his country was in a battle with the enemy. Hoping to die in battle, he would fight in the front line, exposing himself without any worry for his life. Eventually they won the battle and he was still alive. His general was so impressed with his bravery which contributed much to the victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general decided to promote him and award him with medals of bravery and honor. On the day of presentation, he was looking very down and sad. Curiously, the general asked him the reason why and was told of his deadly disease. “How could I let such a brave soldier die?”, the general thought. So the general hired the best physician and finally cured the soldier. But from that day onwards, the once valiant soldier was no longer seen at the front. He would always avoid danger and tries his best to avoid danger and protect his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Young man”, he wise man said, “if you want to be truly great, you must not be scared of dying, you must be daring.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.inspiring-quotes-and-stories.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7550296437301366314?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7550296437301366314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/wise-man-and-young-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7550296437301366314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7550296437301366314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/wise-man-and-young-man.html' title='The Wise Man and The Young Man'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-4993079433666409638</id><published>2009-01-10T03:21:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:40:36.857+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Emperor and The Seed</title><content type='html'>An emperor in the Far East was growing old and knew it was time to choose his successor. Instead of choosing one of his assistants or his children, he decided something different. He called young people in the kingdom together one day. He said, "It is time for me to step down and choose the next emperor. I have decided to choose one of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were shocked! But the emperor continued. "I am going to give each one of you a seed today. One very special seed. I want you to plant the seed, water it and come back here after one year from today with what you have grown from this one seed. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next emperor!"&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One boy named Ling was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly told his mother the story. She helped him get a pot and planting soil, and he planted the seed and watered it carefully. Every day he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other youths began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. 3 weeks, 4 weeks, 5 weeks went by. Still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants but Ling didn't have a plant, and he felt like a failure. Six months went by, still nothing in Ling's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Ling didn't say anything to his friends, however. He just kept waiting for his seed to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year finally went by and all the youths of the kingdom brought their plants to the emperor for inspection. Ling told his mother that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. But honest about what happened, Ling felt sick to his stomach, but he knew his mother was right. He took his empty pot to the palace. When Ling arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other youths. They were beautiful in all shapes and sizes. Ling put his empty pot on the floor and many of the other kinds laughed at him. A few felt sorry for him and just said, "Hey nice try."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the emperor arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted the young people. Ling just tried to hide in the back. "What great plants, trees and flowers you have grown," said the emperor. "Today, one of you will be appointed the next emperor!" All of a sudden, the emperor spotted Ling at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered his guards to bring him to the front. Ling was terrified. "The emperor knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me killed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ling got to the front, the Emperor asked his name. "My name is Ling," he replied. All the kids were laughing and making fun of him. The emperor asked everyone to quiet down. He looked at Ling, and then announced to the crowd, "Behold your new emperor! His name is Ling!" Ling couldn't believe it. Ling couldn't even grow his seed. How could he be the new emperor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the emperor said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone here a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds, which would not grow. All of you, except Ling, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Ling was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new emperor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you plant honesty, you will reap trust.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant goodness, you will reap friends.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant humility, you will reap greatness.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant perseverance, you will reap victory.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant consideration, you will reap harmony.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant hard work, you will reap success.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant openness, you will reap intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant patience, you will reap improvements.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant faith, you will reap miracles.&lt;/blockquote&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you plant dishonesty, you will reap distrust.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant selfishness, you will reap loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant pride, you will reap destruction.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant envy, you will reap trouble.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant laziness, you will reap stagnation.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant bitterness, you will reap isolation.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant greed, you will reap loss.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant gossip, you will reap enemies.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant worries, you will reap wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;If you plant sin, you will reap guilt.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be careful what you plant now, It will determine what you will reap tomorrow, The seeds you now scatter, Will make life worse or better, your life or the ones who will come after. Yes, someday, you will enjoy the fruits, or you will pay for the choices you plant today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.wow4u.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-4993079433666409638?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/4993079433666409638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/emperor-and-seed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4993079433666409638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/4993079433666409638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/emperor-and-seed.html' title='The Emperor and The Seed'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-5290240398737268925</id><published>2009-01-05T07:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:56:14.201+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>We Can Do It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SWFaiBQnS6I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Y_XmQNT0rtU/s1600-h/We-Can-Do-It-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SWFaiBQnS6I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Y_XmQNT0rtU/s320/We-Can-Do-It-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287606978009844642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-5290240398737268925?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/5290240398737268925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/we-can-do-it.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5290240398737268925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/5290240398737268925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/we-can-do-it.html' title='We Can Do It!'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SWFaiBQnS6I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Y_XmQNT0rtU/s72-c/We-Can-Do-It-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-3735142879336047518</id><published>2009-01-05T07:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:54:44.053+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>I've Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be some that can be loved. The rest is up to them.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's not what you have in your life, but who you have in your life that counts.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best others can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can do some thing in an instant that will give you heartache for life.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can keep going long after you can't.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-312951299555043010?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/312951299555043010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/tyas-jetra-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/312951299555043010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/312951299555043010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2009/01/tyas-jetra-friends.html' title='Tyas Jetra Friends'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/aanburhany/SKMsPcY817I/AAAAAAAAAM0/cAqd235vE0c/s72-c/segelas-air-putih.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-9153396572708761784</id><published>2008-12-29T00:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:45:06.774+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Responsibility for Happiness</title><content type='html'>Don't expect other people to make you happy. Happiness is your responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is you and only you who determine your own feelings each and every day. Some people have a tendency to blame other people for the way they are feeling. Other people are not responsible for your feelings, you are - you own them, you control them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that there are those who give us joy when we are in their company. It is important, however, to realize that it is not the other person who gives us feelings of happiness. Instead, it is how we view and think about them - it is our own thoughts that we control that leads to the feeling of happiness.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we cannot find feelings of happiness within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is foolhardy to think that we can seek it elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, some people get caught in the trap of trying to satisfy everyone else and end up, in return, becoming very unhappy themselves. Trying to make other people happy is akin to doing your child's homework for them and then expecting them to pass the exam. You can help them, share your knowledge and experience, but they are the ones who have to study and retain; you cannot do it for them. The same principle applies to happiness - you're responsible for your own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Happiness depends upon ourselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aristotle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-9153396572708761784?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/9153396572708761784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/responsibility-for-happiness.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/9153396572708761784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/9153396572708761784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/responsibility-for-happiness.html' title='Responsibility for Happiness'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8588837450275661534</id><published>2008-12-29T00:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:25:26.138+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Each Day Is A Gift</title><content type='html'>The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window. "I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room .... just wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied. "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged, it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away, just for this time in my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went on to explain, "Old age is like a bank account, you withdraw from what you've put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a smile, she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember the five simple rules to be happy....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Free your heart from hatred.&lt;br /&gt;2. Free your mind from worries.&lt;br /&gt;3. Live simply.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give more.&lt;br /&gt;5. Expect less.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-8588837450275661534?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/8588837450275661534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/each-day-is-gift.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8588837450275661534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/8588837450275661534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/each-day-is-gift.html' title='Each Day Is A Gift'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-2911806482874891036</id><published>2008-12-25T22:15:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:35:44.748+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Reach Out For Your Dreams</title><content type='html'>Why are we afraid to chase our dreams... Why does one person find it difficult to set out and achieve that which they desire, while others can some how set out, without so much a care in the world. What makes some people achievers, while others remain simply dreamers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the difference in their internal makeup? Is it in the way they were raised? The environment they grew up in? When one studies the lives of "achievers" one thing becomes evident. What is it that tends to shine through in case after case?&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion the most evident factor is that there simply isn't a set pattern. These "super achievers", if you will, come from all walks of life. These folks emerge from all social classes. Varying degrees of socioeconomic backgrounds. Some from affluent families, while others emerge from economically depressed areas, and all corners of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these people are college educated, others are schooled through lessons that life has taught them; the school of hard knocks. Many from a combination of both. However, all understand that knowledge in any form is a constant thing to be acquired. Skills are constantly upgraded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While each person has come face to face with giving up, they opted to befriended perseverance, and used it to their advantage. Somehow they've found a way to overcome the point at which one wants to give up, trudged ahead and reached a point of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet at this point most often they tend to move onto other areas of achievement. Not accepting the status quo. Choosing to move forward towards new goals, and things that stand in their path. Though they may come from vastly differing backgrounds, each has found within themselves their ability to turn dreams into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you read this it is my hope that you take from this the knowledge that you, are just as they are. You are in fact an achiever. Just like these people you will have adversity. You may have more then your fair share of shortcomings. You may experience what seems to be at the time an inordinate amount of failure in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, you are still an achiever. You have more greatness in you then you can ever know. I hope that you will choose to use the power of persistence to your benefit, as all those achievers before you have. In doing so I am certain you will accomplish much more than you can imagine you are capable of at this point in your life. Dare to dream, but even more importantly, dare to put action behinds your dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours in success,&lt;br /&gt;Josh Hinds :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About The Author: Josh Hinds, http://GetMotivation.com Josh is the Co-author of "One Question To Success", available at http://SuccessQuestion.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-2911806482874891036?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/2911806482874891036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/inspirational-thought-motivational.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2911806482874891036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2911806482874891036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/inspirational-thought-motivational.html' title='Reach Out For Your Dreams'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-7870269145439835044</id><published>2008-12-20T11:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:41:31.368+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The Wise Woman</title><content type='html'>A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, a few days later, he came back to return the stone to the wise woman. "I've been thinking," he said. "I know how valuable this stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me this stone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes it's not the wealth you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's inside you that others need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.wow4u.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7870269145439835044?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7870269145439835044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/wise-woman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7870269145439835044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7870269145439835044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/wise-woman.html' title='The Wise Woman'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-3432951011030194716</id><published>2008-12-19T18:21:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:24:42.495+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting site'/><title type='text'>Holiday in Paris..? Make Reservation...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUuJlziqoUI/AAAAAAAAAck/yTKr3WGqMzY/s1600-h/ScreenHunter_01+Dec.+19+18.44.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUuJlziqoUI/AAAAAAAAAck/yTKr3WGqMzY/s200/ScreenHunter_01+Dec.+19+18.44.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281466270605812034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Year is coming. Have you made a plan to have fantastic holiday with your family? Or maybe you planned to spend nights in the most romantic place in the world with your fiancé? This peak season will make you have to make a reservation first or you will get no where to stay because all wonderful place would be full booked in this holiday season.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a hotel reservation can be quick, easy and free in www.freereservation.com. You can make secure online reservation for apartments and &lt;a href="http://www.freereservation.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Hotels in Rome&lt;/a&gt;. They update prices and availability on a day to day basis. So you will get the most update information about any destination in Rome you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you planned to have &lt;a href="http://www.bedandbreakfast-toronto.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Bed and breakfast toronto&lt;/a&gt;, for example, you should learn about the culture, the foods, and any tips about living in Canada. You don’t want to look like an alien in the holiday destination city or country aren’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris could also be the perfect choice for your next holiday. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.hotelparis.me/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Hotel Paris&lt;/a&gt; for getting more information about Paris, and You will have a different experience altogether, a memorable and personal trip you will cherish for a long, long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-3432951011030194716?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/3432951011030194716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/holiday-in-paris-make-reservation.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3432951011030194716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/3432951011030194716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/holiday-in-paris-make-reservation.html' title='Holiday in Paris..? Make Reservation...!'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUuJlziqoUI/AAAAAAAAAck/yTKr3WGqMzY/s72-c/ScreenHunter_01+Dec.+19+18.44.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-29671277769907115</id><published>2008-12-17T14:35:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:14:42.523+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>It's Your Choice How You Live Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read this, and let it really sink in... Then, choose how you start your day tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?" Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it&lt;/span&gt;. I choose to learn from it. &lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Every time someone comes to me complaining, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life&lt;/span&gt;. I choose the positive side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested. "Yes, it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's your choice how you live life&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gun point by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. “The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could choose to live or I could choose to die&lt;/span&gt;. I chose to live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I needed to take action." " What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead&lt;/span&gt;.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-29671277769907115?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/29671277769907115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/its-your-choice-how-you-live-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/29671277769907115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/29671277769907115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/its-your-choice-how-you-live-life.html' title='It&apos;s Your Choice How You Live Life'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-6394169762003133820</id><published>2008-12-17T14:18:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:15:38.251+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Mother's Love</title><content type='html'>A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cutting the grass: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;$5.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cleaning up my room this week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;$1.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For going to the store for you: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;$.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;$.25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking out the garbage: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;$1.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For getting a good report card: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;$5.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cleaning up and raking the yard: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;$2.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total owed: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;$14.75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you." And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"PAID IN FULL"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-6394169762003133820?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/6394169762003133820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/mothers-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6394169762003133820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/6394169762003133820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/mothers-love.html' title='Mother&apos;s Love'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-2115971259350592246</id><published>2008-12-14T01:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:42:44.758+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><title type='text'>Mouse Trap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUP-iwU5OfI/AAAAAAAAAa0/1pDA0m_Vp5o/s1600-h/mouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUP-iwU5OfI/AAAAAAAAAa0/1pDA0m_Vp5o/s200/mouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279343061249898994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered - he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap. Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning. There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it."&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mouse turned to the cow and said "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital, and she returned home with a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmer's wife did not get well; she died. So many people came for her funeral; the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage and help one another.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.wow4u.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-2115971259350592246?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/2115971259350592246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/mouse-trap.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2115971259350592246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/2115971259350592246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/mouse-trap.html' title='Mouse Trap'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUP-iwU5OfI/AAAAAAAAAa0/1pDA0m_Vp5o/s72-c/mouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6891393954216420889.post-8816843328403507670</id><published>2008-12-14T01:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:15:12.584+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivational stories'/><title type='text'>Stone and The Flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUP7n68FSUI/AAAAAAAAAas/af9guIeJ8_g/s1600-h/P1030018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUP7n68FSUI/AAAAAAAAAas/af9guIeJ8_g/s200/P1030018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279339851463084354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You have hardened", said the flower, bending her petals downward toward the half stone at her roots. "These rains should have softened you, made you more fertile and receptive to the seeds of the fields; but no. You have accumulated minerals and have become more silent and full of calcium. Why do you stay here? Why do you resist the brook that gives us water?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stone said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of clouds passed by, the sun set and the night arrived with an immense bronze-coloured freckled moon with acne scars upon her worn face and in this manner reflected down upon the silent stone which still had not fallen asleep.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; The flower, by now, had tucked-in her petals and slept profoundly, and at this time the stone began to answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I stay here because your roots have made me yours. I stay here because it is no longer about my feeling the earth rather because I have become part of that which functions as a support of your stem which resists the wind and the rain. Everything changes, my sweet flower", said the stone, "but I stay here because love is that microscopic space between your feet and my salted skin. You would only be able to feel it if destiny were ever to separate the two of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon followed the fade of the stars. Dawn gave a yawn as the sun began to burn its horizon on the lower lip of the mouth of a new day. The flower awoke and extended her beautiful petals. "Good morning", she said, "I dreamt that you were singing to me. 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BMrItcpoOHI/SUNoeItE4BI/AAAAAAAAAac/dk0FrMA_CcY/s200/nru+logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279178055150264338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Become the rich and success person is the lifestyle that you have always dreamed of, where you can generate the money that you deserve, thus creating options for success, providing the freedom that you and your family need for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, to reach that dream is not an easy thing. You must have knowledge about the business you are interested in. For you, who are interested in Real Estate business, beside the specific education in Real Estate industry, you also must build the good relationship to people and companies who have already reached success in real estate world.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.graduateriche.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt; University is the best choice for you. Nouveau Riche does not just teach Real Estate Investing, but they really create Real Estate Investors. They offer support and resources to start investing in Real Estate industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Dr. Laura Palmer Noone as the new Chief Executive Officer for Nouveau Riche University, &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/business/articles/2008/09/12/20080912biz-talker0912.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt; will provide the best education that is needed by all existing and future entrepreneur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January 2008, &lt;a href="http://www.graduateriche.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau Riche University&lt;/a&gt; was recently featured in Your Business at Home Magazine. Success from Home magazine’s September 2008 issue is a 132-page, full-color, prestigious magazine on achieving success in business and in life, illustrating the superior entrepreneurial education &lt;a href="http://www.graduateriche.com/blog/?p=16" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt; provides and a myriad of people learning how to take back the American Dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="seolinx-tooltip" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; display: none; opacity: 0.9; position: absolute; width: auto; z-index: 99999;"&gt;&lt;table style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; border-collapse: separate; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="seolinx-table" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 1px; padding: 0pt; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; overflow: auto; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;table id="seolinx-paramtable" style="border: 1px solid gray; margin: 0pt; 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We need to be knowledgeable in order to get a good job. On the other hand, we will have a steadily income if we really work hard in a company. There is no phrase such “too late” if we talk about studying and learning something. If there is a will, we can get higher education anytime and anywhere.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marketwatch.com/news/story/Nouveau-University-Acquires-Institute-Construction/story.aspx?guid=%7B2A29D94D-3C7B-4432-A2BD-4A475AFC3586%7D" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau University&lt;/a&gt; combined the traditional academic learning with the convenience of online collaboration, at the same time it also attract students who desire a vibrant learning community which can focus on their educational success. This is a private online university that is offering associate and bachelor degree programs in accounting, finance, marketing, real estate investing and small business management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Margarito Najera, 17, of Phoenix, was awarded a full scholarship to &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/2008/11/28/20081128swv-profile1128.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau University&lt;/a&gt;, a Scottsdale-based online business school. The Five Star Scholarship was awarded by the Frank Edward Piccolo Foundation and is worth up to $60,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Noone, the new Chief Executive Officer for &lt;a href="http://www.marketwatch.com/news/story/former-university-phoenix-president-lead/story.aspx?guid=%7B959582ED-08BF-4CC8-A8CC-296FA85CC24A%7D&amp;amp;dist=hppr" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau University&lt;/a&gt; said, "I am delighted to join the team at &lt;a href="http://www.nouveauuniversity.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau University&lt;/a&gt; because I believe in the vision of this exciting new university. This university offers a great opportunity to create a real difference in people's lives and I look forward to exciting times ahead. The best is yet to come."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="seolinx-tooltip" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; display: none; opacity: 0.9; position: absolute; width: auto; z-index: 99999;"&gt;&lt;table style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; border-collapse: separate; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="seolinx-table" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 1px; padding: 0pt; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; overflow: auto; width: auto;"&gt;&lt;table id="seolinx-paramtable" style="border: 1px solid gray; margin: 0pt; border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid gray; padding: 2px; background: rgb(240, 240, 240) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: darkgreen; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 7pt; font-weight: bold; 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There’s nothing wrong in pursuing your dream, some people are very determined and they’re ready to get rich or die trying. Some made it, and become the next Nouveau Riche story. But for those who don’t, they will continue to try.&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/magazines/fortune/fortune_archive/1991/09/09/75462/index.htm" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt; is French for ‘new rich’ and many have become this - rising from rags to riches, with inspiring stories to tell of their successes. But like what I’ve been saying often, they have worked hard to get to where they are. And these are not just people who gained lots of money, but have also achieved fame, glory and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has changed but the rule of the game is still the same. Obtaining the &lt;a href="http://www.newrichnation.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt; status is the dream that many of us desired and will do whatever it takes to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many who became a billionaire by inheriting their wealth from their deceased parents but it is not a common path. Many of those who got their &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rags_to_riches" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nouveau Riche&lt;/a&gt; status are high school dropouts who do not spend much time in college. They learn from their environment and take the opportunity to earn money from whatever opportunities that cross their path. When there’s a will, there will always be a way to achieve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6891393954216420889-7456933313140966839?l=www.tyasjetra.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/feeds/7456933313140966839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/become-next-nouveau-riche.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7456933313140966839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6891393954216420889/posts/default/7456933313140966839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.tyasjetra.com/2008/12/become-next-nouveau-riche.html' title='Become the next Nouveau Riche'/><author><name>tyas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10516290271862791192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p2trPqhiRuU/TosWwL98gSI/AAAAAAAABW4/mVJbDvAUrl8/s220/100_2259crsz.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
