tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21004106291076273692012-02-16T04:43:02.836-08:00Say, "Irish wristwatch."The Advocatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12904892351877127962noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2100410629107627369.post-74236092527109606412009-05-01T00:22:00.000-07:002009-05-04T22:21:37.637-07:00

A few weeks ago I accompanied a few friends to view the PostSecret gallery in Walnut Creek.Beyond walls decorated with secrets on postcards mailed by various people around the world was a room where two tables stacked with pieces of tiny paper invited visitors of the gallery to jot down whatever secret they wanted to share.Without giving more than five minutes of thought, I took a piece of paper

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Perhaps humiliation is for the faint of heart, if only for the purpose of strengthening it.Levels of embarrassment are based on interpretation. Some people would be mortified in certain situations, while others simply carry that, “I had to do what I had to do” or “What’s done is done” attitude.With every humiliating moment, there appears to be at least an inch of growth within people. It is that

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“Did he ever call you?”In a discussion with a friend about the communication between me and the current love of my life, Joe Jonas, he brought up an interesting topic that has since then been stranded in my mind: How does it feel knowing that only 10 digits separate you from talking to any specific person in the world?Ten digits from now and I could be hearing the voices of the Jonas Brothers on

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