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Relationships & Family > Dating Commentary What qualifies a man as dating potential?: 4 of 37

What makes a man "datable"? That's quite a question! Especially given the fact that just like we all have a unique set of fingerprints, no two women on earth are looking for the exact same type, which, in a way is a blessing. While we are all looking for something different, there are a few basic qualities any woman would lo...
Creative Writing > Satire Satire: Racism: 3 of 21

Racism? Say we, casting startled looks all around, looking for someone to blame. Racism? There's no such a thing! We really all love and accept each other. We really want to live in perfect harmony. There are laws, rights and a lot of documentation against racism. In fact, being racist is really bad. Really frowned upon... d...
Hobbies & Games > Kids Games & Toys Are online play dolls appropriate for young girls?: 1 of 6

Tap, tap, tap and there is your favorite gaming site. Click your way through the menus, and there it is, yours to play with, your first on-line play doll. You can create her by clicking your way through various options. You can tell what colors and shape will her eyes be, what clothes she will be wearing, you get to pick the...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Growing up: 22 of 90

I left home at the age of seventeen. My parents shipped me from France off to the Big Apple to translate my "brilliant" brain power into a promising career. I have always been an obedient girl, a good student, a good older sister. I have never been perfect, I am still not, but I've always tried to improve my skills. Get bett...
Health & Fitness > Therapy & Counseling Can poetry be used as therapy?: 3 of 9

At the Beginning came Life. Then, came Words, Words became Sentences Sentences became Thoughts, Images became Memories, Pain had a Name, And so did Pleasure... Then I became ME. Poetry is like the gentle flow of a peaceful river as it makes its way through the sinuous paths of our Routines. If you were given a talent, any ta...
Parenting & Pregnancy > Children's Activities (Other) Good, old-fashioned fun for children: Activities that don't involve TV or a computer: 13 of 38

As advanced technologies are flooding our every moment of life, let us not forget that our children, born at the boom of the computer era, run a high risk of never knowing what sorts of entertainment exist beyond TV and computer screens. Every game ever played is available on-line. Every reality you could wish for, designed ...
Creative Writing > Satire Satire: The future: 11 of 30

As I am nonchalantly gazing out the window, holding a cup of simmering coffee and nibbling on a greasy donut, I feel the uncanny urge to think of the unknown. The Future. Not the plain, old future called tomorrow's dentist appointment or going to next week's concert. I am thinking of something much bigger, farther, scarier.....
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Family conflict: 33 of 86

Family is a big word, which, like an octopus has multiple arms... There are the parents, the siblings -if any and the extended family. Now, true, there are many sayings going around about family such as the blood versus water concept but, unlike friends, we don't really get to choose our family. Conflicts arise in every sing...
Relationships & Family > Relationships & Family (Other) Ending relationships to start again: 2 of 5

Looking back I realize that there is a time for everything. While a friendship, a relation with someone whether it is a relative or "just someone" can prove beneficial on many levels, I believe it could sometime be harmful to be or stay in touch with certain people at specific times. When a person undergoes some kind of pers...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Remembering: 106 of 245

I saw you once in this old age home You were happy I came Though you didn't know who I was We sang for you a long forgotten song We pulled it off your past We made you happy for but a few seconds. I remember your tight hug I remember as your sleeve inched up These numbers on your arm. Those numbers they printed upon your ski...