The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life; we’ve added years to life, not life to years.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We’ve conquered outer space, but not inner space; we’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we’ve split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less; we plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait; we have higher incomes, but lower morals; we have more food, but less appeasement; we build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication; we’ve become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom; a time when technology has brought this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to make a difference, or to just hit delete…
Mint Chocolate Chip Cookies Recipe
Ingredients:
- 1 pouch (1 lb 1.5 oz) Betty Crocker sugar cookie mix
- 1/2 cup butter or margarine, softened
- 1/4 to 1/2 teaspoon mint extract
- 6 to 8 drops green food color
- 1 egg
- 1 cup creme de menthe baking chips
- 1 cup semisweet chocolate chips
Directions:
- Heat oven to 350 degrees F. In large bowl, stir cookie mix, butter, extract, food color and egg until soft dough forms. Stir in creme de menthe baking chips and chocolate chunks.
- Using small cookie scoop or teaspoon, drop dough 2 inches apart on ungreased cookie sheet.
- Bake 8 to 10 minutes or until set. Cool 3 minutes; remove from cookie sheet to wire rack. Serve warm or cool completely. Store tightly covered at room temperature.
BETTER THAN SEX. Holy cow I’m gonna cum LMFAO.
So, today my brother had to leave his life in the US behind while he goes off to start a new one in the Philippines. It seems like the time here has passed a little too fast. We’ve had the time of our lives going to places such as car meets and Poconos and wherever we desired. It was because of him that we all got into cars and all. To me, he is more than just a brother and I don’t really feel like it’s gonna be normal without him for about 2 weeks. It seems like a long time but compared to others who aren’t gonna see us for maybe years to come, it seems quite difficult. From all of our friends he seemed to be not really but kinda a leader in my eyes. The guy who always said “Chicken and Rice? I’ll drive!” The one who usually came up with all the plans of what we were going to do. Now it’s time that we realize that the time has come for us to accept the fact that some people just have things that we have to do. Although we may be on the other side of the world, nothing’s gonna change. It’s just one of those remember forever type things ya’know?
“When your down, just look up man, we’re there.” - |iF*
See you in 2 weeks bro.
(via queque, rainbowsareloved)
FUUCK YES!
ILL BE SHITTING BRICKS WHEN I UP THT SHIT .
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Gawsh. The LADDER already scares me. :\
HEY I LIKE THESE THINGS!!!! I WANT TO GO THERE!!! I WANT TO PLAY THERE!!! It’s not bad to play like a kid! What scares me is that little boy up on that monkey bar. He’s like falling O___O
what the fuck ?! that’s not even safe !
holy shit…I would love to go down that slide and all…but I’d probably just climb UP the slide first…NOT THAT RIDICULOUS LADDER…I’m too clumsy I’d fall and die
or I’d just play tic tac toe with myself
lowwww beemer. Another shot of the low black bmw from earlier.
this is hard to believe!
thats an exaggeration, he actually is really low though
hes actually on a driveway dip. but Should still be really low.
