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Tuesday, February 27, 2007


long time
ne i know i havent been here in like.. ever but thats all to my carelessness.. im so sry my friends... gomen... well ill try to post when ever i am in this class... cuz i am always wakin up early.. rght now i am in a computer class.. i am the only on in the class.. the teacher is a complete ditz..and i dun think that he likes me very muchh o well.. im doin okey in skewl gettin ready for SATs .. lol.. well ttyl guys
heres the stupiest way to die
(5 July 1984, Chicago) Near the top of one of the Windy City's mighty skyscrapers, a twenty-nine-year-old attorney named Reginald was locked in a heated dispute with one of his colleagues. "They were arguing about the Olympics," remarked the firm's controller. Determined to settle the aspect under discussion, the two friends decided to have a race down a long hallway on the thirty-ninth floor of the building.

On the way down the hall, Reginald, who was not wearing his contacts due to a scratched cornea, lost his perspective and crashed through a plate-glass window. He fell thirty-eight* stories before striking the pavement, at which point his velocity was zero. A moment before he terminated his 6-second freefall, however, his velocity was approximately 94 miles per hour in a vertical direction. The abrupt velocity change proved too much for Reginald to withstand, and he promptly died.

This fatality marks the first recorded manifestation of so-called "Olympic Fever," previously believed to be a mythical creation of the National Broadcasting Company.

*Beginning as he did at the bottom of the thirty-ninth floor, he technically fell only thirty-eight stories, or thirty-seven if the 13th floor was absent, as is sometimes the case.
ppl.. ppl

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