Help Remove "Jewwatch.com" from Google

"I didn't know about this and think it's important for you to be aware and, if motivated (as I am), send it along to others. When you Google the word "Jew", one of the first websites that pops up is http://www.jewwatch.com/ --an anti-Semitic, hate-filled harangue masquerading as "scholarly, factual, informational" Add your name to the petition to remove www.jewwatch.com from Google's search engine. (Check out the site and you will understand why.) In order for Google to remove this, they would need a petition of over 50,000 requests....
Go to : http://www.petitiononline.com/rjw23/petition.html to sign the petition. VERY IMPORTANT !! Please pass this one on! Thanks!
Shem Cohen"

Time Flies

I sit around and wonder how the time passes by. I hear the tick of the clock and the air blowing past me. How can the time just continue. what is a moment? how can we use it? capture it? every thought that passes in my head is a second gone. but how do i know when these moments have been wasted? how do i know when life is passing me by? or if it isn't? these moment seem insignificant. there are millions. unlimited to eternity. but how many do we have? what could i have accomplished in that moment? that moment i just used to close my eyes?
Another 5 minutes of sleep. 60 seconds per minute. 300 seconds. if i were to count to 300 , it would seem like the worst "waste of time" there could be. but what if im not counting? i am just living. Not accomplishing anything with those precious seconds. I could get up and daven 5 minutes earlier. I could say a hundred brachos in those 5 minutes. or something just as simple as saying a nice "good morning" to my mother. So why am i wasting them? To close my eyes and be lazy. "tired". what could i be doing to make those moments more significant. How can i be a better person? daughter? friend? I just want to lie in bed for 5 extra minutes. Extra? why are they extra? and when these moments are gone, there is no way on earth to recover them. how is that?
Why was i given seconds, precious seconds, just so they could slip out of my reach. those seconds were wasted. I did not use them with my potential. Those moments were not significant in and of themselves, truely. They were significant only because i could have used them in a significant way. They are not precious until they are lost, until i realize i will never have them again.
time truely does fly.

A Mock Epic--of epic proportions

Bobby Pin

by Chaikers

In a factory he lay alone
On a shelf that was his home
Bobby Pin was his name
A paper clip that knew no fame

His purpose in life he wished to seek
He could not be afraid or at all meek
He grabbed the pushpin that was his cane
And with a confidence, limped away

Off the shelf he did fall
With no injury, for it was not tall
Bobby hopped to and fro
Deciding which way he should go

With resolve he turned to the right
But from the left came a bright light
What occurred? He turned to see
Bobby had witnessed a catastrophe

There, to the side, it lay abandoned
Bobby knew not what had happened
It was a desk, papers covered its surface
And then Bobby realized he had found his purpose

He limped across the room to the mess
There he found the papers in great distress
“We need to be organized,” Bobby heard them cry
“I can help,” he said. “At least I can try.”

So Bobby climbed the desk, all the way to the top
For the paper clip, it was a journey he could not stop
He brought the papers all together, unity is the key
The problem was solved, all thanks to the heroic Bobby

To hold all the papers he used his specially shaped body
And with his purpose discovered, Bobby realized he was somebody.

Caution: Black Hole Ahead

You know when you figure something out. Not something like 2+2=4---WOW!, but something like "Oh my gosh, I'm in eleventh grade!" Now this happens to me quite often. I don't know if that is a good sign or bad. After the first 5 times, you would think that i would finally get it through my head. However, it hasn't. And so, i have realized that I am REALLY old and my REAL life is going to be starting soon. Now this freaks me out because What have i been doing for the past 16 years? This IS my REAL life. That other life, the one coming up, is the FUTURE life. The kind of thing where you say, "when i grow up...". AH. But then there is the truth, which is that the WHOLE time it HAS been my REAL life, and in the Future it STILL will be my REAL life. And then, when you look at the calendar and you are checking off the days that have passed you see that a whole day (or more) has gone past and those days are your LIFE. What have you accomplished in that day? A whole 24 hours to DO something. That you are in this WORLD. With a body, and most frightening: a mind, that is working, G-d willing. But hopefully you did not waste it. Even if you didn't make a huge accomplishment, you have done what was meant for that day, whether it was taking a test and a few pages of notes, or helping a friend through a hard time. But at the end of the day, you think back and see "could i have done this better", "could i have done that". This can't apply to everything every second though, because then we would all go crazy and lose the courage and/ or strength to even try. So we live our lives, trying to do the best we can, and hoping for more oppurtunities, more days to live and make a difference.

Oh L-rd

I have gotten something--a LISENCE! however u spell it.
i dont like the picture but everyone says that. although mine really isnt good. anyways i really like being able, legally, to drive by myself. but i'm kinda scared of having to be responsible for my own actions. at least when i had someone else in the car, i could blame them, or say that i just was not experienced. which is still true, but now i have documental proof that i am a capable driver. and so the test was really good! and the guy was nice! and i got only 6 points off--just cuz i got like 5 off for not looking in my blind spot or something but i think i did and he just didnt see. anyways, yea, i'm so excited!
*note to you all-- stay off the roads!*

WeeMee!

PSAT Stress

So we have the PSAT/NMS... ,it goes on forever, next week. The administration handed out these booklets that tell us about the scholarships involved with the test, how to answer the questions, what will be on it, and then a practice test. I read the booklet and now am in the process of doing the practice test. These tests are supposed to help, right? But they just discourage. I did not need a reminder before I take a big, stupid test that I am bad at these standardized Math questions. I am good at math, I am ahead in math, i get good grades in math. These tests show that i can't do math well. I do some math well...most math well. But everyone at those stupid PSAT and scholarship places will think that I'm bad at it. It's very frustrating. I don't understand why I can't do these kind of math tests, I do fine on the English sections. I am better at English than i am at Math anyways---but I'm certainly not as bad at math as those tests make me seem like i am! And the really dumb part of it is that there's only math and english sections. So these tests don't really care about the important things that make a major difference in college--they just want to see if you can understand passages and if you know how to get the average of a set of numbers.
Well, i really shouldn't complain because there are people who can't do any of the test well. I feel really bad for them.