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  1. This question is just for fun since you'll need your spouse to determine this (unless you're already married of course) I like doing almost all chores but I hate being in the sun because I don't like to get tan (well I'm already naturally dark skinned because of my genetics or whatever), so I hope my husband will be willing to do yard work like cutting the grass...shirtless (j/k not shirtless thats perverted )
  2. Bucket List

    Hi everyone. So around 10 years ago I made a list of all the things I wanted to do before I died. It originally started off as something that I wanted to do 'later in life' but as I got older I realized these are things that I should be doing now before it's too late. So far I have completed 47 of the 100 items on my list and I realize now that there are some things on here that I will probably never do now like get married or have children. Anyway, I was curious what everyone else's lists would look like and all that you've experienced up to this point in your life. Bucket List: 100 Things To Do Before I Die 1. [ ] Overcome my fear of failure. 2. [ ] Graduate from college. 3. [ ] Graduate Magna Cum Laude. 4. [ ] Get accepted into Medical School. 5. [ ] Graduate from Medical School. 6. [ ] Become a Doctor. 7. [ ] Start a non-profit organization. 8. [ ] Start my own private practice. 9. [ ] Become a certified pilot. 10. [X] Write a poem about a girl telling her she means the world to me. 11. [X] Fall in love with a girl that can make me laugh, and level me with her eyes. 12. [ ] Get married. 13. [ ] Have a child. 14. [X] Write my will. 15. [ ] Create a Trust Fund for my children. 16. [X] Write a letter to each of my children telling them what I want them to know about me and life lessons based on my experiences. 17. [ ] Meet my grandchildren. 18. [X] Kiss the most beautiful girl in the world. 19. [X] Witness something truly majestic. 20. [ X] Tell someone the story of my life, sparing no details. 21. [X] Learn a foreign language (other than Spanish). 22. [ ] Go skydiving. 23. [X] Be someone’s mentor. 24. [X] Make a difference in at least 1 person’s life. 25. [X] Find a job I love. 26. [X] Give to charity – anonymously. 27. [ ] Design and build a home with an inviting, joyous, comfortable, loving atmosphere. 28. [ ] Live the rest of my life helping others. 29. [X] Create an entire photo album of all the beautiful countries that I’ve visited. 30. [ ] Read all the books on my personal list of “The 150 Greatest Books Ever Written”. 31. [ ] Learn Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, Aikido, or Judo. 32. [X] Experience a mission’s trip. 33. [ ] Visit Europe. 34. [X] Visit Asia. 35. [ ] Visit Africa. 36. [ ] Visit South America. 37. [ ] Visit Australia. 38. [ ] Visit the Galapagos Islands. 39. [ ] Visit the Coliseum. 40. [ ] Visit the Great Wall of China. 41. [X] Visit the Statue of Liberty. 42. [ ] Visit the Avenue of the Righteous in Jerusalem. 43. [X] Visit the 911 Memorial in New York. 44. [ ] Visit Hadrian’s Wall. 45. [X] Walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. 46. [ ] Visit Baylor, UNC-Chapel Hill, or UM-Ann Arbor Medical School. 47. [ ] Visit “Big Ben” and the House of Parliament in London. 48. [ ] Visit the Northern Lights (Aurora Borealis). 49. [ ] Visit the Sistine Chapel. 50. [ ] Visit the Vietnam Memorial in D.C. 51. [ ] Visit the Blue Lagoon in Iceland. 52. [X] Go white water rafting. 53. [X] Experience Mardi Gras in New Orleans. 54. [ ] See the Boston Red Sox pay in Fenway Park. 55. [X] Escape to a paradise island. 56. [X] Shower in a waterfall. 57. [X] Sing a great song in front of an audience. 58. [ ] Drive across America from coast to coast. 59. [X] Sleep under the stars. 60. [ ] Learn to play the piano fluently and efficiently. 61. [X] Send a message in a bottle. 62. [ ] Go to Walden Pond (Concord, Mass.) and read Thoreau while drifting in a canoe. 63. [X] Plant a tree in commemoration of someone/something. 64. [X] Photograph an endangered species in the wild. 65. [ ] Restore a classic car. 66. [X] Ask someone you’ve never met to go out on a date. 67. [ ] Get a tattoo. 68. [X] Visit one of the wonders of the world. 69. [ ] Experience a winter in Hawaii, a Spring in London, a Summer in the Alps, and Fall in New England. 70. [ ] Ride a gondola in Venice. 71. [ ] Go on a safari. 72. [ ] Experience a live concert of any kind in the Sydney Opera House. 73. [ ] Walk down Abbey Road. 74. [X] Wish upon a shooting star. 75. [ ] Go snorkeling on the Great Barrier Reef. 76. [ ] Become truly Wild At Heart. 77. [X] Get closure on all my hurt, grievances, and unhappiness from the past. 78. [X] Climb a mountain. 79. [ ] Go swimming with dolphins. 80. [ ] Watch cherry blossoms in Japan. 81. [ ] Study abroad in another country. 82. [X] Drive the Pacific Coast Highway. 83. [X] Accept myself for who I am. 84. [X] Kiss a girl in the rain. 85. [ ] Drive a race car. 86. [ ] Go skinny-dipping in the South of France. 87. [X] Learn more than 2 languages. 88. [X] Watch the sunrise on a mountain. 89. [X] Watch the sunset on a tropical beach. 90. [X] Perform an anonymous favor for someone. 91. [ ] Visit all 50 states. 92. [X] Write a book. 93. [X] Find a 4 leaf clover. 94. [X] Learn to say “hi” in 5 different languages. 95. [X] Compose a song. 96. [X] Save a life. 97. [X] Become friends with someone who lives across the world. 98. [X] Feel good about the things I’ve done with my life. 99. [ ] Reflect on my greatest weakness, and realize how it was my greatest strength. 100.[X] Make a list of “100 Things To Do Before You Die.” It’s pretty hard.
  3. My Life

    My name is Bahadır ,but I'm called "Baha" by my friends. I live in a small village near İstanbul. I'm a student. I have brown eyes and black hair. I'm seventeen years old.My mom name is Hatice. She is 44 years old. I like playing basketball. I'm crazy. In my free time I like listening music. But I'am not happy.
  4. Lifestyle Choices

    Hi. Long time commentor, first time poster. I was just wondering what sort of lifestyle everyone would ideally like to live? I mean, we all probably want to get married, but what then? Do you want to live in the country? The city? Do you want kids? How many? Stay at home dad/mom? Jet-setting? M.A.S.H. time!
  5. Motivation Thread

    One of the best thing I know is seeing those motivational quotes or stories that just kick-starts your motivation. So I thought we should have a thread about it. Share your favourite quotes, pictures, videos and anything that motivates you. Feeling down? Need motivation? Sometimes its hard to start something new or keep just going. Share your thoughts and you'll surely get lifted right back up with new-found inspiration from others
  6. Guys, if you had the ability to look ahead 50 (or so) years, and see ONE scene from your life, what would you hope to see? You wouldn't know what got you to that point, what events have taken place, who might have been involved in those events. Imagine and describe just ONE scene. Let's keep it clean, huh? This isn't VDA.
  7. ive been on the site still on checked out on stuff, just been working har and havent been able to get on, but just im leavin the site cause i cant say im waiting till marriage any more, i let yall down, had sex and now i am not a virgin anymore, sorry yall, just stay awesome, one less standing against the dark side
  8. I don't know if there is a better place to put this post... it's definitely an introduction of sorts, but I have already posted in the Introductions forum! Woops, guess I'll just slide this one in here as well :3 This is my story, my testimony if you will.... I imagine the more religious people here will enjoy it immensely, and I hope the less religious can as well. I'm going to trace my life back to the 10th grade and recap on the mistakes I've made, mistakes that have cost me a great deal already, only 3 years later. Mistakes that wake up with me and lie down with me, that haunt me in the hallway like ghosts and follow me down the streets like gangs. This is going to be a lengthy post. By October of 2009, I was 15 years old and had not kissed a girl yet. This was strange, as I was a football player and a wrestler... the jock with the Spartan jaw... a public figure at my church, a generally well-liked and popular guy who intimidated bullies by my presence and was known for standing up for less popular people. It was in church, while I was playing a djembe for the youth group's praise band that a girl walked by me and caught my eye. I later figured out her name, the fact that she was a foreign exchange student from Switzerland and got in touch with her, and by the 29th of October, we were kissing on our very first date (it happened to be the Michael Jackson movie, THIS IS IT). Such a beautiful and innocent picturesque moment of teenage romance. What I didn't realize is that she was only Christian by name of her family, she actually had no real religion and didn't believe the teachings of the Bible, and had never heard of the practice of WTM. I found that it was my goal to represent Christ in her life by treating her with the utmost respect and dignity, and being the real Christian man any girl would want. Well, it only took about a month folks. I had my first sexual encounter pretty early on, and we just kept progressing. It was about this time that I had a very real dream of a city on a river, and she was in another guy's arms on the bank of this river. He got up and let her there, and she was weeping. I woke up weeping myself. In response, I kept setting us different sexual boundaries that we wouldn't cross, and every one we eventually crept up to and crossed with discretion. We were suffering pressure from her host parents to spend all of our time in private so that we could do as we pleased, and also the pains of first-found love. But I wouldn't do it all the way... sex in its fullest form, that was off-limits to me... and eventually she had enough of it. She moved back to Switzerland and after 3 weeks, cut me off in favor of finding a guy there. You can imagine how crushed I was. Now 16 years old, my first love of 7 months tells me that I'm not man enough to satisfy her, so she's going to go give herself away to another in search of satisfaction. We were supposed to be it FOREVER dammit, and nobody should take that away from us, not even her... I really didn't think she knew what was good for her, and she didn't, but I was in no different boat. My mom had left for Philadelphia for the summer, and I sat home alone for close to 50 days before I made a move. We had planned a trip for me to Switzerland, and in July she still wanted me to come over, promising that we could give things another shot while we were there. I got to Basel and spent all my nights in her room, not "doing the deed" but creeping back up on my boundaries again. We fell deeper in love than before, but it was again jeopardized when she gave me an ultimatum: sex or bust. So on the 9-month anniversary of our first date I told her fine, let's do this thing. It was the second biggest mistake of my life. For 7 days and nights, we did as we pleased. I gave my soul away piece by piece, and reasoned with myself on every aspect of my life. In that short time I lost the religion I had grown up with and my morals took a downward turn, my relationships with people started to change and I became a new person. But you know, the thing about a trip is it has to come to an end. I returned to America with promises that we would stay together but 5 weeks later (exactly one year after our first date), I heard through the grapevine that she was with another guy. And then 3 months later my dream came true, and he left her stranded on the banks of the Rhine with a broken heart. Wow. Just when I thought I had conquered this love thing, it kicked me in the 'nads. I lived in 4 more months of bleak pain, unsure about my future love life, considering enlisting in the military as an infantrymen and just spending my days wandering the wastelands of the middle east with nothing but me and a rifle. I was a junior in high school interviewing for a spot at Georgia's Governor's Honors scholastic program when Izzy walked through the door. She was a beautiful, busty blonde with a thick southern accent and the kind of eyes that make you stop what you're doing and just stare back at them. Once again, I got her contact info and got in touch with her. 2 months later, I was starting the cycle again. We first dated in February, and by May I figured out that I didn't love her like I had loved Miss Switzerland and was still very attracted to other girls. I never had full intercourse with her, but this time it was me who did the heartbreaking. I'm glad I broke it off when I did, because she went on to have good relationships and respect her privacy with no real regrets. I stayed single (and Agnostic) until the following August, when I had my only one night stand. A french exchange student (sense a pattern here?) who was 2 years older than me had one of the most rockin' bodies I had ever seen, and we lay on my sister's couch at her University. I knew immediately that it was wrong, but tried to work through it. God had me in his hand though, and didn't let me "perform" like I had been able to so many times before. I had an ok time but ended up wishing it hadn't happened, especially when I found the girl of my dreams a month later. A friend had been begging me to come back to church, so I went one Wednesday night. It was in the same room I met Miss Switzerland that 17-year old me met a 15-year old Fox model. I was madly in love at sight, and so was she, and were were dating by the end of the week. 3 weeks later, my hormones kicked in and I started making moves down south. She told me to wait a little bit, but eventually started taking some initiative herself and exploring her first lover's body. We were the picture-perfect couple for 7 months (shocker!) until I got a scholarship to a school in Pennsylvania. Very respectfully and lovingly, I let her down easy, telling her that we still had a chance in the future, but with a plane ride's distance in between us, it just wasn't likely. It was the third biggest mistake of my life. The next night, I had a dream that she got in a terrible car crash and her status wasn't known. I hope this one doesn't come true like the last one. I moved to Philadelphia but my scholarship opportunity fell through, and by July of this past year I moved back south to Florida, where she had just moved. You can see where I'm going with this. I re-adopted my faith in this time of transition but made none of the commitments that came with serious Christianity. God gave me another chance with the sweetest love of my life so far. Who wants to guess what I did? I'll give you a hint: it was the biggest mistake of my life. You probably guessed intercourse. Well, you wouldn't be completely wrong. We did everything just short of it, and now that I had my own apartment it became a LOT easier. We would do a Bible study and "lovey time" in the same visit, and God didn't like that at all. Instead of begging for forgiveness of my idiocy and sin, I thanked God for the opportunity to "get my rocks off". Things were literally going better than ever, until one day (almost a year to the day from our first date) I got a text message that crushed me. She wanted to be single for 2 years, and being friends wasn't an option for us. I would see her once more at church before I switched churches, and haven't seen her since. It's been a little over 2 months. Since then, I recommitted my faith to a deeper level than ever. I've accepted God's plan and high standards for my life, and recommitted myself to WTM for the first time since 2010. No more drinking underage, no more sex until marriage, try to stay away from porn and bad habits, and dedicate myself completely to study and worship of God. I kept reading 2 Bible chapters per day, and still do. I've finished the New Testament and Genesis and Exodus. I'm in the process of re-establishing myself with a praise band, and getting over my last heartbreak. She is still the most beautiful girl I've ever met, but I saw a picture of her online the other day. Her arms were around another guy in her living room. I shut my computer off and took a long drive when I saw it. It's kind of like that song "Boys of Summer" by Don Henley, listen to the lyrics... I can't listen to any sappy music yet. It grinds my gears in a time when I'm trying to focus on the positive. As mean as she was to me during the breakup (she really did behave pretty disastrously), I would still hear her out if she came back to me. But I have a funny feeling I blew that opportunity. I live with my regrets daily. They cloud my thoughts and peruse my mind. They devour my time and leech on my grades. I pray every day that people like you can learn from my mistakes, and that one day I will find a wife who will understand my flaws and help restore me to fullness. I plan to devote my career and life to rocking her world in return, giving thanks to God all the way along. I look forward to helping you guys through your struggles as I hope you can help me through mine.