On Saturday and Sunday we �ll be celebrating "Rosh Hashanah" - the Jewish New Year - and it �s important to ask for forgiveness and take good resolutions for the New Year. So I want to give a good example and ask you to forgive me - it wasn �t my intention to hurt any of you. And Silke, Lana, Serene, I care a lot about your opinions...

Many thanks again.

 Aimee.

 

Hel-loooo! Would you, please, stop calling me "counterpart" or "a certain member" or ... well, i can �t remember all the names you called me ... I �m Ivonaaaaa!

 

These are love, hugs and peace for everyone on this site and in this thread.

We´re all awfully nice, creative, genuine, kind, talented, sensitive, honourable et cetera et cetera.

 

 

      Not how the smileys all offer their hugs at different times.

 

Something else for all of us:

 

Ahhhh, olinda-blinda!
I posted a reply to marion �s post and saw your long one and said, "nah, i can �t bother", then "well, maybe i should", and then "nah, i �d better do sth more meaningful than trying to explain myself for the millionth time", and finally, "ahhhh, well, i �ll try it one more time". So here �s an

official announcement:

- i do not hate anybody
- i do not mean harm to anyone
- i tease others for the sake of fun and breaking the monotony and am very well able to laugh at myself (Aimee and others know i made myself explode in the cafe when i was the hunter; i could have made a totally different story and hunted all the cats and dogs and squirrels and torture them and cripple them ... urgh ... but i didn �t - it was a JOKE at myself)
- i do not bear a grudge against anyone (Damielle, JulietaVL, eng789, Aimee/S. ... - now i need that list of names from the cafe ) and have already forgotten about the cafe and the images. I don �t even go there because my pc goes totally crazy wehn it tries to download the page
- i think that being polite is being false - especially when you don �t mean what you say (e.g. when you call me "dear" and i �m not at all dear to you, or when Doug �s hairstyle is not the best one he could have, but you still tell him he looks "fine" and "nice". He �s much more of an eye-candy with shorter hair. I cannot lie to him and it �s his problem if he can �t take it. But i admire his resolution to have it his way even though TWO women (so far) hate his cut - his wife and me )
- i will not change my way only to please people and to be "loved" by them. If i �m a banana and you all are oranges, why would i change into one of you?? Or why would you change into one of me? Aimee apologised to the other members only because she "cared about their opinion of her". If she really minded the way Caroline reacted, then she should have stuck to it, OR changed her mind only if she really thought she had been wrong - but NOT to please the others. It makes me wonder if the cafe-gang would have changed their way if the silent ones had spoken that time - would they have changed their minds and met me/us half-way??
- and YES, Caroline IS my counter-part. She �s the reason, i �m the heart. She �s sensible, i �m impulsive. She �s Greg (metaphorically ), I �m Dharma. We complement each other. While it seems to others that she runs after me like a puppy and says �yay � to my �yay � and �no � to my �no �, they should know that she and I have had quite a few turbulent arguments over serious and silly stuff either through PM �s or skype, but we would finish them off with a laugh and hugs. I just adore her.
- and from now on whenever i post something look at it through the haha-glasses.

 

Also there are so many cultural differences when it comes to humour.

 

If you were to see my "boss" and  I talking you would think we really hated each other but downunder we often use sarcasm and insults as forms of humour. I know that the more she insults me the more she loves me.

 

Poor students. No wonder they can be so confused.

 

The other point is concerning a sign we have in our staffroom which reminds us to be extra nice to everyone as we all have our own personal battles going on.

 

So here  are a few moths for those who were anticipating them. Ha! Ha! Joy