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Saturday, June 30, 2001
no idea what this is lol
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Saturday, April 5, 2008
Cooking
Cooking is very important in a womans life.

Without knowing cooking a woman is not complete.She should be perfect in cooking if she want that her family members alwas remain happy. Its the way by which we can imply win the heart of anyone.

Thanks

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Saturday, November 17, 2001
Hello and Happy Saturday. I juts woke up like right now and it is 11: 11 AM. I needed all the extra sleep. Badly. Tzar got his ass kicked last night. He called me and said his dad had done it. I hope he's up to shopping, but if not then we'll go some other time. The poor boy...
posted by Christine at 8:15 AM

Friday, November 16, 2001
Oh boy. Tzar and I will be shopping at the South Shore Plaza. It is going to be so much fun, because he is just the kind of guy every girl wants. Sweet, Senseitive and Sensible. He is a bang to be with but he has had such a hard time with his father. His dad drinks and he hits Tzar's mother alot. I know it's not any of my business and I should not post it on the internet, but I asked him and he said "Sure, why not?" Anyway, he's had a hot and cold relationship with his dad and it has just eaten at him. Now on a more happier note, I took my science quiz today. I have a feeling I did well, but how should I know? I have to wait until Monday to get mt math quiz back and I have to wait until Wednesday to get my grade for Reading and Writing. I hope i do well, because if I do not {especially reading and writing} then out goes the gun and there goes my life. I hate school. School is satan. Run for the hills. *runs to the nearest hill and screams*
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Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Will You Marry Me

Check out this picture from yesterday's special event.

My 5Th grade class read my fiance Kate a special story that we all
created for her. We gave her the book to follow along as the kids
read her the pages. The last page was the proposal, and when
we got to that point in the story, my boys jumped to the floor
with me, unzipped their sweaters and showed Kate their shirt
with the words "Will" "You" "Marry" "Me" on them. My shirt had
a "?" on it.

Kate, was stunned, for a second as she didn't respond, but quickly
told me I had to put the ring on her. Immediately she said "Yes!"
The students began cheering.

The class jumped up, gave her hand made cards and roses.
This was followed by a huge group hug.

In the cards many students made suggestions, to make sure
Mr. Cooley wakes up on time for work, he is fed regularly and
he has clean clothes to wear. (I may have coached them
slightly to my advantage....) :)

The school bell rang, kids went home, and Kate and I went to
the restaurant where we had our first date, La Casa Del Camino.

This amazing restaurant has tremendous ocean views, and
a variety of tasty choices. We had an awesome time, they even
played the Austin Powers song that we are secretly including
into our first dance for our wedding.
: ) Mr. Cooley and room 10

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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
NUMBERS: This weekend we had 220 kids in Age 3 (5:30=43, 9:00=93, 11:15=84). Last week=251, Last year=237.

DO YOU KNOW ANYONE WHO WOULD ENJOY SPENDING AN HOUR WITH 3 YEAR OLDS? As you may have noticed, the church is getting behind us to help us locate volunteers to help us through the summer. Do you know anyone who might help us out? We can find something meaningful for them to do!

LAP SITTING: Age 3 children love to sit in laps, and it can be really hard to keep them from doing it in Promiseland! But the only place a child can sit on our laps in Promiseland is on our knees. Please move them to that location if they sit in your lap, or have them sit next to you. This is for both your protection and for theirs.

NEW BATHROOM PROCEDURES IN AGE 3: If a child needs to use the bathroom, show the child to the bathroom doors and wait outside. At no time should an adult be alone with a child in the bathroom. 2 leaders of the same gender must always be present when a child needs help, with a leader of the same gender giving the help. If there are not enough leaders to man both bathrooms, one bathroom may be closed to maintain the 2 leader rule. The open bathroom becomes a unisex bathroom and a leader of each gender must be present if a child needs assistance (men to help boys, women to help girls).

CONGRATULATIONS GRADUATES! We have several volunteers who are graduating from high school this year. Be sure to congratulate them on this milestone! They have contributed a lot to our ministry and our lives over the last several years!
Lynn Tangorra 5:30 Team
Katy Fraser 9:00 Team
Brittany Jasker 9:00 Team
Krissy Roth 9:00 Team
Casey Schuring 9:00 Team
Sam Oshin 11:15 Team

WISH THESE PEOPLE HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Sandie Keszycki May 24
Ray Blegen May 27
Allianna Mitchell May 27
Bethany Lindley June 1
Gwen Alexander June 3
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Testing adding a video.

[Ed. Note: Video of Bono inserted here]

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This is a test post to see how this works. I actually forgot what all can be done.

This is rafting in Costa Rica.

[Ed. Note: Pic of rafting.]

My favorite site is this one
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Tell It To Me...Secrets, confessions and more...
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April 25, 2006

Confess
On this blog all you will find is secrets, secrets and more secrets. This page is filled with secrets of people that I myself know and others that I don't. If you'd like, you can submit your secrets and confessions to me by emailing me.
You will of course ALWAYS remain anonymous and your identity will NEVER be revealed to others. You can trust this site, you can be sure of that. If you have anything at all that you desperately need to get off your chest, simply email me and you can share your problem or confession with the world. Perhaps there will be someone out there with a similar problem or perhaps there's someone who will be willing to help you. So come on! Start confessing!
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Sunday, August 05, 2001
who dat?

i drank like a case of beer last night and i think my body is still drunk as my brain is just slow..
they call me hollywood at work now cause i was on the paper
posted by casper at 6:37 PM

i was on the front page of the sun herald wow

i got really wasted and punched some old guy in the balls my brother fatted my lip.. i was at marshalls and couldnt feel my clothes.. i threw up in the back yard for 2 seconds i didnt tell any one and remembered today im not sure if i really did or i imagined it..
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Thursday, June 21, 2001
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Sunday, February 18, 2001
"brandon come on now stop that"-bt
Im very bored. Today didnt feel any different. When I woke up I thought it would be nice to do something with a friend. I got on the web and bob was on. It was wierd, I said hey and he said hey do you wanna go for a walk. i said sure. Then jason called. huh. he wanted to go to the vancleve parade. I say sure. I called bob and he agreed that it would be an experience. so then we go. we drove for a long time. then finally settled. the parade lasted all of ten minutes max. it was funny. most floats were four wheelers. there was a twele person vancleve high school band. ha. this drunk chick in a float called for me. at first i didnt notice. bob goes hey and pointed at her. she called "hey, you in the red shirt!" bob and jason waved me to proceed. regretfully i did. the chick gave me some beeds and kissed me. on the fuckn lips. just half, but enough to piss me off. i didnt know what to do. i walked off. vancleve chick want me. i have two things to say about this. one its got to be the hair. and two, i cant date them cause the use outhouses and you cant fuck a bitch in the ass, to keep her from gettin pregnant, if she uses sticks instead of paper.

wow.
my brother sucks c0ck.any way. i have a new friend. well, he has been a friend for a while but i feel closer now. its neat and muchly appreciated.

"sure." He always kept it short but, thats what she liked. So, there it was. The two started becoming one. It was odd at first but, the soon realized it was more physical than emotional. If you couldn't tell they were making love through their jeans. They were on her grandmothers bed. Both were shamless enough to not even flip the pictures down. This mechanical love only lasted about ten minutes, was interupted by a conversation with her little sister, then resumed for another ten. He wasn't satisfied. Love with her was never good enough. She always finished and never followed him up.

"IF LOVES A BITCH THEN SHE BETTER GIVE GOOD HEAD."-me mother fucka
I am a contemptuas void of emotion. I have them and they piss me off. I rid myself of them. sucka nigga dicka suck

The problem with some people is that when they aren't drunk, they're sober. --William Butler Yeats
posted by casper at 7:18 PM

stop, look, and listen
think about whats going on
breath in
count to ten
release the peace and be strong

only few left, hope they wont get me too, i am bored and alone..............................
posted by casper at 12:59 AM

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Tuesday, December 9, 2008
In which the girl starts a blog:
So it's 12:10 on a Monday night (Tuesday morning?) and here I am, writing a 'first entry" for a blog. Up until recently I didn't understand the draw of blogs - at first I thought they were sort of narsassistic, I mean do people really think that other people are going to want to sit down and read about someone else's life? Then I realized that hey - I actually am the one sitting down and reading all the time and really I don't care if anyone reads this or not (though if you are reading it hello!), I just like having a place to write about the ridiculousness of life because life is ridiculous sometimes and sometimes that just has to be shared.

Anyway, that's my entry point. If I think of it sometime in the next couple of days maybe I'll post some basic facts about me. But maybe I won't. Depends how much ridiculous stuff happens between now and later....

~Als
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TRUTHABOUTU.BLOGSPOT.COM - Two Post Special

Friday, 12 December 2008
People who secretly like IKEA
Nobody is supposed to like IKEA. It’s mass-produced identikit furniture which falls apart as soon as you get it through the front door. It’s the seventh circle of hell flatpacked into a cardboard box and delivered to you for the princely sum of £30. You’re supposed to hate it because it’s cheap and chivvy and brightly-lit and smells funny and everything is always out of stock. The rugs look cheap and the bed linen is scratchy and the towels never match. Shower curtains are grubby, cutlery is bendy and picture frames look tacky. People queue at the tills for decades and pot plants expire in the searing nothingness of its walls and yet- and yet- you like it. Secretly.

You don’t care that ten people on your street have the same bedframe. The towels are good enough for guests. You get bored of pot plants quickly anyway. You like wandering around in a borderline catatonic state fingering napkin rings and gazing sideways at fluffy rugs. You fantasise about having a kitchen just like that display one there and you’re sure you could find a million uses for that adjustable stool. Wouldn’t it be lovely to have a shower curtain that colour?

You like the fact that halfway through the trip when your interest and energy levels are flagging you can stop off at the restaurant and have meatballs (you always get 15 when 10 would have done). You dip your chips into the gravy and flick through the catalogue dreaming of what you want to buy. You buy nothing that you need, only things that you’ve seen and you queue up disgruntled and disappointed because they didn’t have the mirrored tiles this time or the pan you wanted had a loose handle, but you know that not getting everything this time means you can go back some other time and do it all again. And that’s good. Because you secretly like IKEA. And so does pretty much everyone else.
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Let's get truthful
What is the truth about you? Who are you? What do you do? What do you like? what are the things you think nobody knows about you?

I'd like to have a guess. I don't know all of you, or even some of you, but I reckon I've got a pretty good idea how to read you. In this blog, I'll reveal a thing about some of you. It may apply to all, but it will definitely speak to some of you out there.

There aren't many truths out there, but I've got a few for you. So here goes.
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