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  1. The last part freaked me out!!!!
    16th Dec 2007 13:34
    16 years, 11 months & 9 days ago
  2. A real boyfriend (i think this is soo sweet!
    13th Dec 2007 08:35
    16 years, 11 months & 12 days ago
  3. a sad but loveful story
    13th Nov 2007 15:23
    17 years & 11 days ago
  4. Daddys Poem
    13th Oct 2007 20:41
    17 years, 1 month & 11 days ago
The last part freaked me out!!!!
16 years, 11 months & 9 days ago
16th Dec 2007 13:34

This is actually really freaky!
(mainly the end part, but read it all
first)

1) New York City has 11 letters.
2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.
3) Ramsin Yuseb (The terrorist who
threatened to destroy the Twin Towers
in 1993) has 11 letters.
4) George W Bush has 11 letters.

This could be a mere coincidence, but
this gets more interesting:
1) New York is the 11th state.
2) The first plane crashing against
the Twin Towers was flight number 11.
3) Flight 11 was carrying 92
passengers..9 + 2 = 11
4) Flight 77 which also hit Twin
Towers , was carrying 65 passengers..6
+ 5 = 11
5) The tragedy was on September 11, or
9/11 as it is now known..9 + 1 + 1 =
11
6) The date is equal to the US
emergency services telephone number
911..9 + 1 + 1 = 11

Sheer coincidence..?!
Read on and make up your own mind:

1) The total number of victims inside
all the hi-jacked planes was 254..2 +
5 + 4 = 11
2) September 11 is day number 254 of
the calendar year...again 2 + 5 + 4 = 11
3) The Madrid bombing took place on
3/11/2004..3 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 4 = 11
4) The tragedy of Madrid happened 911
days after the Twin Towers incident.

Now this is where things get totally
eerie:
The most recognized symbol for the US,
after the Stars & Stripes, is the
Eagle.

The following verse is taken from the
Quran, the Islamic holy book:
'For it is written that a son of
Arabia would awaken a fearsome Eagle.
The wrath of the Eagle would be felt
throughout the lands of Allah while
some of the people trembled in despair
still more rejoiced: for the wrath of
the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah
and there was peace..'

That verse is number 9.11 of the Quran.

Still unconvinced about all of this..?!
Try this and see how you feel
afterwards, it made my hair stand on
end:

Open Microsoft Word and do the
following:

1.) Type in capitals Q33 NY. This is
the flight number of the first plane to
hit one of the Twin Towers.
2.) Highlight the Q33 NY.
3.) Change the font size to 48.
4.) Change the actual font to the
WINGDINGS.

What do you think now?!!

A real boyfriend (i think this is soo sweet!
16 years, 11 months & 12 days ago
13th Dec 2007 08:35

Posted on : Saturday 08 December 09:34 PM Posted by : blackcat879
Why Do I Read this OVER and OVER?

A real Boyfriend(A real Boyfriend)

A real boyfriend
When she stare's at your mouth

[ Kiss her ]



When she pushes you or hit's you

[ Grab her and dont let go ]



When she start's cursing at you

[ Kiss her and tell her you love her ]



When she's quiet

[ Ask her whats wrong ]



When she ignore's you

[ Give her your attention ]



When she pull's away

[ Pull her back ]



When you see her at her worst

[ Tell her she's beautiful ]



When you see her start crying

[Just hold her and dont say a word ]



When you see her walking

[ Sneak up and hug her waist from behind ]



When she's scared

[ Protect her ]



When she lay's her head on your shoulder

[ Tilt her head up and kiss her ]



When she steal's your favorite hat

[ Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night]



When she tease's you

[ Tease her back and make her laugh ]



When she doesnt answer for a long time

[ reassure her that everything is okay ]



When she look's at you with doubt

[ Back yourself up ]



When she say's that she like's you

[ she really does more than you could understand ]



When she grab's at your hands

[ Hold her's and play with her fingers ]



When she bump's into you

[ bump into her back and make her laugh ]



When she tell's you a secret

[ keep it safe and untold ]



When she looks at you in your eyes

[ dont look away until she does ]



When she misses you

[ she's hurting inside ]



When you break her heart

[ the pain never really goes away ]



When she says its over

[ she still wants you to be hers ]



When she repost this bulletin

[ she wants you to read it ]







- Stay on the phone with her even if shes not saying anything.



- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go



- When she says she's ok dont believe it, talk with her



- because 10 yrs later she'll remember you



- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her



- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up



- Treat her like she's all that matters to you.



- Tease her and let her tease you back.



- Stay up all night with her when she's sick.



- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid.



- Give her the world.



- Let her wear your clothes.



- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.



- Let her know she's important.



- Kiss her in the pouring rain.



- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;

"Who's butt am I kicking baby?"



If you do post this in the next four minutes the one you love will :

Call you.

Kiss you.

Love you.

Text you

a sad but loveful story
17 years & 11 days ago
13th Nov 2007 15:23

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.



The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.



The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."



Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny,

are you sure I don't have enough money?''



The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''



Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.



The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.



Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.



"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.



She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."



I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.



But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."



His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''



My heart nearly stopped.



The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."



Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."



"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."



Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.



I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check

again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''



"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.



The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"



Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''



"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''



"My mommy loves white roses."



A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.



I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.



I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.



Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young

woman and a little girl.



The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical

state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the

life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.



Was this the family of the little boy?



Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.



I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.



She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.



I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is

still, to this day, hard to imagine.



And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.



Now you have 2 choices:



1) Repost this message, or



2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

Daddys Poem
17 years, 1 month & 11 days ago
13th Oct 2007 20:41

Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees;

a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"

she heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher,

who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,

and ice cream in a cone.

And though you cannot see him.

I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,

even though we are apart

I know because he told me,

he'll forever be in my heart"


With that, her little hand reached up,

and lay across her chest.

Feeling her own heartbeat,

beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.

Proudly watching her daughter,

who was wise beyond her years.


For she stood up for the love

of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her,

doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd.

She finished with a voice so soft,

but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,

he's my shining star.

And if he could, he'd be here,

but heaven's just too far

You see he was a firefighter

and died just this past year

When airplanes hit the towers

and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,

it's like he never went away."

And then she closed her eyes,

and she saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,

she witnessed with surprise

A room full of daddies and children,

all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,

who knows what they felt inside.

Perhaps for merely a second,

they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"

to the silence she called out.

And what happened next made believers,

of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,

for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,

was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,

by the love of her shining star.

And given the gift of believing,

that heaven is never too far.


They say it takes a minute to find a special

person, an hour to appreciate them,

a day to love them, but then an entire

life to forget them.

REPOST THIS TO SHOW APPRCIATION for the people you'll never forget . It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them.

If you don't REPOST THIS, it means you're

in a hurry and that you've forgotten your friends.

Take the time...to live and love.

Until eternity

post this in your blog as "Daddy's Poem"

  1. The last part freaked me out!!!!
    16th Dec 2007 13:34
    16 years, 11 months & 9 days ago
  2. A real boyfriend (i think this is soo sweet!
    13th Dec 2007 08:35
    16 years, 11 months & 12 days ago
  3. a sad but loveful story
    13th Nov 2007 15:23
    17 years & 11 days ago
  4. Daddys Poem
    13th Oct 2007 20:41
    17 years, 1 month & 11 days ago