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what are u made of?

this morning i came to work as usual, and it was raining cats and dogs so i expected that no one wud show but as usual my morning crew came in rain or shine and some even not so regulars came in, why? they were determined to work off that cheesecake..and i was thinking how that contrasted to losing the spiritual gain  oif this auspicious time of the year. why is it that its so easy to lose that spiritual high that which u worked so hard to achieve (see previous post) u sweated toiled to get to that climax, and that BAM before you know it, ur back to regular life and it all kinda slips away, a pleasant memory if that. but somehow when u work so hard to shed those few pounds, all it takes is one bite of cheesecake, "halla bread" and then its back, u have to work eons to get it off..even coming at 6 am in the crazy rain to do so (k these peeps are super devoted...) and now as im writing i see how its the same thing, really, the concept of working really hard to get something a...

im not a fighter, but ill fight for what i love

so its erev Shavuot, not erev shabbat, but its still an erev, so i get to blog, rather i feel compelled to blog and say something that cud be inspirational, but what haven't you heard already about Shavuot, what cud i say that don't know already? its only Tuesday, and i feel like its been a whole week already, rather i felt like that yesterday when i was vacuuming thinking i cant believe that its only Monday..u know when that happens that ur in for a long week, but this one is going to fly by..before we know it its gonna be shabbat and I'm gonna be posting again (obviously not on shabbat, but u get the picture,,) its a common phrase, " I'm not a fighter, but I'll fight for what i love" this is not a chiddush, its not something that is coming from no where, its a phrase, a thought that's been around for centuries ( or at least decades..) what does it mean? well its pretty obvious, pretty self explanatory. and i experienced this phenomena this week. u...

what does it take?

So finals week has come and gone, no more school, as of Monday night and now i find myself in vacation for a short time anyways and its nice but the strangest part of it all was that i was bored! honest to goodness bored! now im not complaining but at the same time it stinks to be bored..never mind even with all that boredom i managed not to get much gym time in or clean my room this week..but that is besides the point..i was bored..but then i remembered my good ole guitar that is sitting in my room from my last break from school..maybe thats what ill do.. when i last started trying to learn guitar, i was all excited and my parents asked me exactly how i intended to learn to play was i gonna take lessons..please i said i dont have that kind of money..i was gonna tap into an amazing resource- the Internet..YouTube was gonna teach me how to play..so i attempted but then other things got in the way but still if you think about it..its really cool how much information is available to us ...

sweat the small stuff!

so i had this all planned in my head while i was vacuuming..forgot it and bH it came back to me. yesterday i took my math final..and i really really needed to do well on this test and i studied,a lot,and i was reviewing memorizing going thru all the old tests doing reviews..doing it all.. and i took the test i was thinking..Hahsem please help me! please help me do this..and as when i turn it in it tells me my grade right away (woohoo technology) and BH i did well..and then i walked outta my test and i was saying Thank you Hashem for helping me do well..but then i stopped myself..what was i saying..help me? HELP ME? HE didn't help me..He did it all! yea is studied..but who let me study..who gave me the brain cells, allowed the synapses in my brain to connect..allowed me to write, gave us the technology of calculators..ye i studied but it wasnt me doing it with G-ds help..it was all HIM!  and this is something that we have to  remember. I once heard someone discussing the diff...