واسه امتحان امروز صبح تقريباً هيچي نخوندم.. از پنج تا درس يکي رُ(اون هم نه کامل) خونده بودم. ديشب اصلاً‌حوصله ي درس نداشتم.. کلي آنلاين بودم.. بعدش هم خوابم برد ! صبح هم کتاب دستم بود اما همه ش حرف مي زديم با بچه ها..
خُب مسلمه خيلي خوب نشد.. يعني راستش اصلاً نمي دونم. من هر چي بلد بودم (اطلاعات عمومي خودم) جواب دادم. جالب اين که من ميدترم اين درس رُ هم (نمي دونم چرا؛ آخه يادم خوندم، اما..) خراب کردم يه کم ! بي خيال.. حالا امتحان بعدي!! :p
گفت و شنود دو ! ساعت هفت و نيم صبح. لابراتور :)
خيلي وقت بود مي خواستم «لينک دوني» رُ راه بندازم اما وقت نمي شد.. ديشب يه کم روش فکر کردم و امروز درست ش کردم ! آدرس ش Linx.Mehdi-he.Com هست :)
سه تا ويژگي متمايز قراره داشته باشه:
اول اين که تو خودِ صفحه ي اصلي نيست و کاملاً جدا هست. اين جوري خيلي زود لود ميشه و استفاده ش راحت تره !
دوم اين که در اصل اين «لينک هايي که من رفتم» نيست. اين جا تشکيل شده از وب گردي هاي خودم + وب گردي بقيه. واسه همين قراره کامل باشه و لينکدوني هاي ديگه رُ هم شامل بشه.
سوم اين که مي خوام آپ ديت باشه.. حتا بيشتر از خودِ مهدي اچ. اي. ! يه جاي پر از لينک! يه جور سايت تفريحي.. يه جايي که هيچ وقت تنهاتون نذاره رو اينترنت..!
البته هنوز يه سري کارهاي کوچيک ديگه ش مونده، اما اميدوارم مورد استفاده واقع بشه.
امروز بعد از دو روز ابري بودن بارون اومد... کوتاه بود زمان ش اما کافي بود، واسه اين که بعد از يک سال و اندي؛ دوباره از بارون خوشم بياد.. به قولي بارونو دوست داشتي يه روز ! (البته خيلي بي ربط بود، sorry)
Why women cry . . .
"Why are you crying?" he asked his mom.
"Because I'm a woman," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said. His mom just hugged him and said, "And you
never will.."
Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no
reason?"
"All women cry for no reason" was all his dad could say...
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry...
Finally he put in a call to GOD; when GOD got on the phone the man said,
"GOD, why do women cry so easily?"
GOD said..
When I made women she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough
to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give comfort..
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that
many times comes from her children..
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives
up and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without
complaining..
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all
circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly..
This same sensitivity helps her to make a child's boo-boo feel better and
shares in their teenagers anxieties and fears..
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned
her from his rib to protect his heart..
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but
sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him
unfalteringly..
I gave her a tear to shed, It's hers exclusively to use whenever it is
needed. It's her only weakness.. It's a tear for mankind . . .