I think it would be cool if humans had tails. Cuz it’s just gives us something to play with when we are bored beside ourselves. Now, you only have one thing to play with, but with a tail you get to pick. All im saying is you’ll have some options. And I bet there would be some rules that went along with having a tail, like you need to wash it everyday or it will smell like actual shit. Also like if you touch your tail out in public like you are trying to make a statement. Cuz I can definitely see gay people carrying around their tail like it’s a cape or something. So then people would be like why is that man carrying his tail like that, O ya that means he’s gay. And girls would shave the hair on the tail or something weird and guys will leave it all hairy and the hairier the tail the more of a man you are. Pants would be equipped with holes in the back and more expensive tail pants would have support around the part of the tail the meets the body. And maybe it will be able to show our emotions…like a dog, so when we are happy it wags and when we are sad it goes between our knees. Tails there coming and we just need to be one step up on our competitors, that’s why I think we should start mass producing the tail pants, before someone else does.

Dear anyone, I'm not a fan of yours and I don't really know you at all. I just looked for a place for advice. I have a lot of questions about things and I was hoping that you could help. alright the first one Kyle ok I'm 13 years old and Kyle was a boy that I met in 7th grade last year when I moved to Lewisburg.(now I'm in 8th). Anyway when we first started going out it was pretty much just an act and we didn't really talk or let alone know each other. Well in the whole school we were known for going off and on like once a week because we just got in horrible fights. But anyway. We were off and on for most of the year and we would break up and I would go out with someone else. But he never found anyone else whenever we broke up. So the summer came, and we were inseperable we did everything together. We went to the pool, the movies, downtown, I went to his house(now that's a big step for a 7th grader), and I even wrote to him while I was at church camp. It was love. His arms felt so perfect around mine and even though we would still fight like we used to during the school year, but we didn't break up. And we didn't even fight that much in the summer. But then almost at the end of the summer, we stopped hanging out that much and I barely talked to him, and this is where my other problem comes in Brittany. Now I wasn't exactly friends with this girl but I didn't not like her, we just never really talked. Well he was hanging out with his good friend Patt and Patt is good friends with Britt. So I called him one night and I was like yeah do you want to come downtown with me and Chelsea(my best friend) and he was like no I'm busy. I thought nothing of it I was just like okay we just have been busy that's why we're not hanging out. Well then the next day I got on aol and I was looking at Brittany's pictures because she had a link in her info. AND there was about 3 picture of her Kyle and Patt all hanging out with the dates of when we stopped hanging out. So I was very hurt. So I went to Chelsea's house that night and called him. I was like "hey Kyle where are you?" he was like at home and I could here people in the backround. I was so hurt that without thinking I was just like you know what Kyle we're over. he was like okay. and didn't really care and I was more hurt. So if you have noticed I didn't state that Kyle acctaully cheated on me and that's because he didn't in the end and I found that out after we started talking again at the begining of the new school year. So then we were going out. And this time I was still a little shakey on trusting him, so I made up a fake screen name on aol and pretended I was another girl. and i was flirting with him and he was flirting back. Now I don't know if he was just playing aalong or if he was serious. So I got kind of mad at him. But then I went on a mission trip for a while, and we were sending really mean messages back and forth to each other because I was making him upset and he was making me mad. Then on about the last day of the trip he sent me a message dumping me, not in a sad way but in a more like I'm not good enough for you way. BUT I'm not sure if he sent it. BECAUSE when I came back to school Brittany was going out with him.....now they're not going out and I'm still single. and rumar had it they were only going out to make me mad. which I think was true. Now he won't talk to me and acts like I'm not there. BUt I don't try to talk to him. then there's my other problem....Brittany now she can be the nicest person but when she doesn't like you well you know you're just an outcast then. and it's so stressful because she just picks and picks and tells me and Chelsea we have no friends and she just isn't a nice person. I avoid her but most ppl just do what she tells them to because they're afraid of her.but those are all of my problems. oh and like I know about the Kyle thing you're probably going to tell me to move on but like imagine if it happened to you, like if you really liked the person you would want all of the facts, right? But like even if I did want to move on (and sometimes I think I should) I don't know how I could be with another person like I'm so used to kyle knowing everything about me and just like us knowing each other. But I don't feel like getting into another person and getting to know them. I don't know if you've ever felt that way... if anyone has any oppinions comments I really don't care if they're mean I just want some feedback email me azlove765@yahoo.com

I'm doing this because i am a person who meditates daily and i understand how the war on drugs is a war just like any war. I try to maintain the buddhist state of mind because i understand the huge benefits of that but when it comes to such blatin violations of our freedoms i cant help to say something about it. The world through my eyes is a place filled with a lot of smart people that can't convince people to stop the ignorance of violence. I know how its important in buddhism to just observe and exist and not doing anything to disturb anyones peace in anyway. That being said i dont think you can look at everything and just say im going to exist im not going to do anything about these problems because that might disturb the peace in some way. I think that if you are looking at this noble 8 fold path and karma and just all of buddhism collectively its hard to not realize the great amount of injustice in the world. Anyway thats a brief glimpse of what things are like through my eyes.

i don't agree with albert einstein in one point ,i mean when he said that if A equal success then the formula A=x+y+z.x is work ,y is play and z is keep your mouth shut ,because i think that no one can shut his mouth .we are human beings and we must communicate with people so as to creat a friendly environment in the society .really einstein is right when he said that sucess aqual work and play but it does not aqual keeping mouth shut because even Einstein did not keep his mouth shut and if he do ,he will not be famous . it is really that i don't agree with albert einstein in this point but i still loving him ,and i think that all the people in the entire can learn a lot of from his quotes .

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Here I am. Jux layin here. Wonderin how in the hell I got my life in this situation. All of a sudden flashbacks have been running through my mind. From the time it all started to my 35 year old time now. Im not sayin that I was the one chosen to do this. I jux chose to do it. I aint neva go to college. I barely even graduated Highschool but I did get through it. My life has been running through my mind. Im layin here with my life about to end in a middle of my mission. IM what they call me the Riddler. I can solve any riddle as simple as that. Till I got stuck with this one. “A sheik announced that a race would decide which of his two sons would inherit all his wealth. The sons were to ride their camels to a certain distant city. The son whose camel reached the city last would be given all the sheik's wealth. The two sons set out on the journey. After severals days of aimless wandering, they met and agreed to seek the advice of a wiseman. After listening to the wiseman's advice, the two sons rode the camels as quickly as possible to the designated city. What was it that the wiseman told the two sons? They did not agree to split the wealth, and their father's decree would be followed. “ I did not know the answer until now. This stupid riddle caused me my life. This man came up to me. Guy:Are u ready? He said. No. I replied. Guy:Oh Well. Time to go. If only I thought of the answer sooner. This is my life’s story. It all started when I was 7. I was told to go out and check the mail. I had got the mail and came back in. I gave the mail to my momma. Sweety. Come here. Yes Mom. U got mail. The mail said to Chyna from Anonymous. I didn’t know how this went on from being a gurl who was no good at playing games but was good at riddles. I opened the mail. It said. “A man told a little boy to write down these numbers: 7 8 9 10 11. The man told the boy to figure out his name by using the numbers and a calender. How did the boy figure out his name?” I didn’t understand it. I showed my mom and she told me she didn’t know. So I started doing research. I was looking at the calendar jux thinking bout the riddle. I was on this riddle for the whole weekend. I didn’t eat for 2 days at all. Then came Sunday. I had to go to Church. My mom was talkin bout how she had to go to Church every 7th July – November. Then it hit me. I ran towards my momma’s room and took the calendar and looked at the months. The 1st letter of those months spelled Jason. I ran and showed my momma the answer and she looked at me like Wow. That was my first riddle solved. Each day after I solved a riddle I get new mail. I guess I grew quite accustomed to it. By the age 13. that was when the traveling started. The day I aint get mail after I finished a riddle. I was lookin out the window waiting patiently for mail but I guess there wasn’t any for me. So I went to my room and sat at my computer jux starin at the screen. I had turned the monitor on and this bright red light glowed on my screen. Chyna: holy cow. Then a message popped up. A sound U GOT MAIL. I don’t have any friends that send me mail I jux get phone calls. Message: You are in a room, there are two doors, two computers, two signs, and a leper in the room with you. The first sign reads behind one door is God realization. Behind the other door is a room painted entirely green. The only things in that room are a man and a ladder, both of which are painted entirely green. The man has been hired by the coalition of Gangsta Rappers to hurl a non-stop barrage of insults at anyone who enters the room. In front of each door is a computer, the second sign sits between the two computers and reads as follows. One of these computers is programmed to lie to you regardless of how friendly you are to the user interface, the other computer is programmed to tell the truth, regardless of the Federal Grand Jury's wrath. You have been zapped into this room by means unknown...the only other information you were given is that you will be picked up on the day that world peace is established. It is about this time that the gangrenous leper begins to speak "It is not a night for sleep, it's a night for love." As he lurches towards you, you quickly calculate that you have time to ask one computer one question. What do you ask? Keep in mind you don't know whether the computer will be honest with you. I was jux sittin there thinking. Should I go for the left or the right. IT was riddles like these that make me work hard and when I have to do it under some time cuz sometimes I have places to go. I was sittin there long and hard. I didn’t hear my mom call my name. She had walked in my room. “Sweety, are u ok. U been in here lately. U have school tomorrow go to bed” Mom. I don’t want to. IM tryin to get this in my mind. “ Let me See” She walked towards me and looked at the screen and read it and she had this look on her face. “Ok. U need to go to bed” Mom! Let me answer this. “ Chyna! Go to bed” I was jux in my own zone. Till I thought of sumthin. The only question I could think of. Which door would the other computer tell me opened to the green man shouting? I typed that in. I got a reply. It’s a lie. That’s the door u want. At first I aint get it. But I jux thought and thought. Then I got it. A few seconds later I got anotha message. U GOT MAIL. I got up out my bed and went to it. Message: U r now qualified. Qualified for what. I couldn’t send a question back. It jux says anonymous. I don’t know who sendin me mail or e-mail but right now. I jux want to know what im Qualified for. ~2 years and some months later~ TO BE CONTINUED..

uhh is that a trick question? well i guess its normal, and well normal to me is uhh well you can see fine and such soo ya, i guess thats how its like seeing through my eyes, i guess.

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"Whatever you repress will become stress. You cannot fix what you cannot face. There is no right or wrong, there is only what is." November 30, 2005 11:36 am - Updated from sikzy's livejournal Frank is a fucktard. He was a manipulative twit who physically and mentally abused me as his girlfriend while he lied to every other female who would sit on his face and pee on him while in his fantasy world his puppy "you know who you are" either probably fucked him in the ass or milked his all too eager hardon that didn't even last 20 seconds our last time. It was dumb of me to think he was above the physical abuse and lies to cover his own insecurities. I've been told by close friends that I come off too self aware and strong. My first question is, ok well how do you show your vulnerable side without being road kill? I moved into Tampa so Knarph would not have to live in his car after he pulled what he did at Roadie's house with Roadie present. And the only gratitude I got from him was for him to freak out, beat and throw me out of the house twice! Needless to say the 2nd time was the last, I have done everything I could do to possibly recover any type of friendship and deem it no longer a viable or safe/sane option. I paid all the rent and utilities for that house and even I had more balls than he did, when after I told him things were over and that yes, I finally slept with someone who didn't have to lie or cheat to get sex from me. That after 5 years of getting nothing but dishonesty and heartache, I simply woke up. Just like Mike said, I would. This took a long time but I survived. I believe that though the rest of my life will be lonely without what I thought I had, but at least I gave the relationship what I could, my all. Sometimes, sorry just won't cut through, especially when you repeat, rinse, repeat.. And often times, every person has a different definition of "my all". I can live with this more un-trusting nature within me, it should be fun to live with, without the yelling. hrm.. meep. Good riddance! Out with the old bs and in with all the best intentions for the right person, me. It's not selfishness, it's self love. Frank, though I am bitter, frankly Frank, I know I never deserved what I got from you and I can say that with my head held high and my heart grieving. I am sorry things had to end between us like that. I'm going to take it one day at a time, time is all i've got now.

If you went back in time to seperate your parents, you wouldn't be born. Therefore you could not go back in time to seperate them.