Thursday, 27 February 2014

RELATIONSHIP : FRIEND

FRIEND?

What is a True Friend?

A true friend says what they think their friend needs to hear even when they know that their friend may get angry. A true friend doesn't leave because they are afraid to be with you. A true friend doesn't leave when the fun stops and things get uncomfortable There are just of few of the values that real friends hold dear. In short, A true friend recognizes the value of the friendship and holds it sacred.

my opinion, this friend is difficult for us to have. Difficult to find a good friend, but just friend can make a billion friends. It is not a true friend. 
"A true friend is someone who is always there during the ups and downs"

Wednesday, 26 February 2014

RELATIONSHIP : FAMILY

I want share How to Have Good Family. 
I share not because you do not know how to show create a happy family. Just want to share and maybe it cans help you if you have problem with family. All families are different, and all families have their own issues, but with the right amount of work and determination, you can make your family life the very best it can be, by developing your relationships and learning more about yourself and your relatives. 
No one's family life is perfect. But you can make yours good, so why not?

Sunday, 23 February 2014

RELATIONSHIP : COUPLE

When it comes to writing a love letter, remember: it's not a card. BUT it's a letter. 

First, sit. Letters take time. Letters have a rhythm. Letters must be written, and writing takes a while. Three lines can't do the work of three paragraphs. This is not to say your letter must be long. Three paragraphs can do the work of three pages. Just give the some time.

Be loyal to the past you share. If your love began on a kayak trip, then don't just mention that experience - recreate it. Let the river become your palette. Tell a story that only the two of you know. Or narrate a moment in which she was unaware that you were watching her. Use detail to show what you remember and that you remember.

Wednesday, 19 February 2014

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Saturday, 1 February 2014

RELATIONSHIP : BOOK

POEM

And Yet The BOOK

And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings,
That appeared once, still wet
As shining chestnuts under a tree in autumn,
and, touched, coddled, began to live
In spite of fires on the horizan, castles blow up, 
Tribes on the march, planets in motion.
"We are," they said, Even as their pages
Were being torn out, or a buzzing flame
Licked away their letters. So much more durable
Than we are, whose frail warmth
Cool down with memory, disperses, perishes.
I imagine the earth when I am no more:
Nothing happens, no loss, it's still a strange pageant,
Women's dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley.
Yet the books will be there on the shelves, well born,
Derived from people. 
But also from radiance, heights.


by CZESLAW MILOSZ