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Wednesday, February 1, 2006


dragon ball z/gt remix

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The FIELD OF VIEW - DAN DAN Kokoro Hikareteku Dragon Ball GT J-Pop yay

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.hack//Outbreak preview

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bull this just a dam trailer freak

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Tuesday, January 31, 2006


The Terror of Death

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Birth of Cubia

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AMV - .Hack//Infection

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.Hack//Quarantine Opening (monkey122 listen closly to this) (oh my god i oly got to the bigging and then my memory card got lost wahhhh)

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>
>>>>>read this alone...
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Especially the Poem
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> The poem is very true,
>unfortunately.
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>>>>>Make sure you read the poem!
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>>>>>
>>>>> CASE 1: Kelly Sedey had one
>wish,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>for her boyfriend of three years,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>David Marsden, to propose to her.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> Then one day when she was out
>>>>>
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>>>>>to lunch David proposed!
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> She accepted, but then had to
>leave
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> because she had a meeting in 20 min.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>! ! When she got to her office,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> she noticed on her computer she had some e-mail's.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> She checked it, the usual stuff
>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>from her friends, but then she saw
>one
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> that she had never gotten before.
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>>>>>
>>>>>It was this poem. She simply deleted it
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> without even reading all of
>it.
>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>BIG MISTAKE! Later that evening,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> she received a phone call from the police
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> It was about DAVID! He had been in an
>accident
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>with an 18 wheeler. He didn't survive!
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> CASE 2: Take Katie Robinson She received this poem
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> and
>being the believer that she was
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>she sent it to a few of her friends but
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>didn't have enough e-mail addresses to send out
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>the full 10 that you must.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> Three days later, Katie went to a masquerade
>ball.
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>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>Later that night when she left to get to her car,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>she was killed in that spot by a
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>hit-and-run
>drunk driver.
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>>>>>
>>>>> CASE 3: Richard S. Willis sent this poem out
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> within 45 minutes of reading it.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Not even 4 hours later walking along the street
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>to his new job interview with a really big company,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>when he ran into Cynthia
>Bell,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>his secret love for 5 years. Cynthia came up to him
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>and told him of her passionate crush on him
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>that she had had for 2 years.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> Three days later, he proposed to her and they got married.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> Cynthia and
>Richard are still married
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> with three children, happy as ever!
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>This is the poem:
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Around the corner I
>have a friend,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>In this great city that has no end,
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Yet the days go by and weeks rush
>on,
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>>>>>
>>>>>And before I know it, a year is gone.
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>And I never see my old friends
>face,
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>> For life is a swift and terrible race,
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>He knows I like him just as
>well,
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>> As in the days when I rang his bell.
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>And he rang mine but we were younger
>then,
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>>>>>
>>>>>And now we are busy, tired men.
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> Tired of playing a foolish
>game,
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>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>Tired of trying to make a name.
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on
>Jim
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>But tomorrow comes and tomorrow
>goes,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> And distance between us grows and grows.
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Around the corner, yet miles
>away,
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>>>>>
>>>>> "Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>And that's what we get and deserve in the
>end.
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>>>>>
>>>>>Around the corner, a vanished friend.
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Remember to always say what you
>mean.
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>>>>>
>>>>> If you love someone, tell them.
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>>>>>
>>>>>Don't be afraid to express
>yourself.
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>>>>>
>>>>>Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>> Because when you decide that it is the right time it
>might
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>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>be too late.
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Seize the day. Never have
>regrets.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>And most importantly, stay close to your friends
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> and family, for they have helped
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>make you the person that you are
>today.
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>You must send this on in 3 hours after reading the letter
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>to 10 other people. With the title "read alone".
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> If you do this, you will receive unbelievably good luck in
>love.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> The person that you are most attracted to will soon return to
>>>>>you.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>If you do not, bad luck will rear its ugly head at you.
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
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>>>>>
>>>>> THIS IS NOT A JOKE!
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>You have read the warnings, seen the cases,
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>and the
>consequences. !
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>You MUST send this on or face dreadfully bad luck.
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> *NOTE*
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>the more people that you send this to, the better
>

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Monday, January 23, 2006


join please join

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