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Write ten things about ten people. Don't name names. Just write - and be completely honest. Never speak of it again.
1.) Despite your stubborn nature when it comes to playing a real instrument, the music you make is still wonderful and maybe someday will get you playing a real instrument and not a stupid cello.
2.) I really wish you'd get a job so I could think you'd amount to something. I don't see what your problem is with keeping work... I just tell myself you keep having bad luck and try to shift the blame on the companies, so I don't have to see you as a loser.
3.) You ripped your foreskin, I'll never forget that, that is hilarious.
4.) Your boyish figure and boyish charm make you one helluva woman, but now you are pregnant with a demon-baby... that makes you scary.
5.) Your boyish nature, and beautiful body, plus that scent... made you a great person, then you gave up meat and started working at a place you stole from in the past... the spark that was there for you has long been gone but I'll never remember some of the crazy times... especially an incident in a pizzahut parking lot, an incident with a personal massager and the super-hero character it became, and the countless times at the mall
6.) You are a hocky playing fool, you always make me laugh.
7.) I'm glad you decided to start using deoderant again, and I'm glad you stuck with your drums... I still can't believe Stephanie sang for you guys for a while... nothing like recruiting from Perfect Nothing's former people.
8.) Man, you need to start using a stick of deoderant a day, your body loves creating awful smells... I bet everyone in Bosnia was miserable when your stinky pits were around
9.) I loved you, but it was a long time ago, we were different people, if I had to do it again I probably wouldn't. Your biting was a bit annoying.
10.) The best for last... you are one of the greatest people I've ever known, I can only imagine what a life with you could have been like, but I acted too slow and in the wrong ways and now you are married (happily I hope, but the way he always lies to us when we call to talk to you... and says you aren't there when we can hear you in the background... I bet he is too controlling)... you always were fun, and YOU introduced me to RHPS... thanks!

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Write ten things about ten people. Don't name names. Just write - and be completely honest. Never speak of it again.
1.) Despite your stubborn nature when it comes to playing a real instrument, the music you make is still wonderful and maybe someday will get you playing a real instrument and not a stupid cello.
2.) I really wish you'd get a job so I could think you'd amount to something. I don't see what your problem is with keeping work... I just tell myself you keep having bad luck and try to shift the blame on the companies, so I don't have to see you as a loser.
3.) You ripped your foreskin, I'll never forget that, that is hilarious.
4.) Your boyish figure and boyish charm make you one helluva woman, but now you are pregnant with a demon-baby... that makes you scary.
5.) Your boyish nature, and beautiful body, plus that scent... made you a great person, then you gave up meat and started working at a place you stole from in the past... the spark that was there for you has long been gone but I'll never remember some of the crazy times... especially an incident in a pizzahut parking lot, an incident with a personal massager and the super-hero character it became, and the countless times at the mall
6.) You are a hocky playing fool, you always make me laugh.
7.) I'm glad you decided to start using deoderant again, and I'm glad you stuck with your drums... I still can't believe Stephanie sang for you guys for a while... nothing like recruiting from Perfect Nothing's former people.
8.) Man, you need to start using a stick of deoderant a day, your body loves creating awful smells... I bet everyone in Bosnia was miserable when your stinky pits were around
9.) I loved you, but it was a long time ago, we were different people, if I had to do it again I probably wouldn't. Your biting was a bit annoying.
10.) The best for last... you are one of the greatest people I've ever known, I can only imagine what a life with you could have been like, but I acted too slow and in the wrong ways and now you are married (happily I hope, but the way he always lies to us when we call to talk to you... and says you aren't there when we can hear you in the background... I bet he is too controlling)... you always were fun, and YOU introduced me to RHPS... thanks!

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Write ten things about ten people. Don't name names. Just write - and be completely honest. Never speak of it again.
1.) Despite your stubborn nature when it comes to playing a real instrument, the music you make is still wonderful and maybe someday will get you playing a real instrument and not a stupid cello.
2.) I really wish you'd get a job so I could think you'd amount to something. I don't see what your problem is with keeping work... I just tell myself you keep having bad luck and try to shift the blame on the companies, so I don't have to see you as a loser.
3.) You ripped your foreskin, I'll never forget that, that is hilarious.
4.) Your boyish figure and boyish charm make you one helluva woman, but now you are pregnant with a demon-baby... that makes you scary.
5.) Your boyish nature, and beautiful body, plus that scent... made you a great person, then you gave up meat and started working at a place you stole from in the past... the spark that was there for you has long been gone but I'll never remember some of the crazy times... especially an incident in a pizzahut parking lot, an incident with a personal massager and the super-hero character it became, and the countless times at the mall
6.) You are a hocky playing fool, you always make me laugh.
7.) I'm glad you decided to start using deoderant again, and I'm glad you stuck with your drums... I still can't believe Stephanie sang for you guys for a while... nothing like recruiting from Perfect Nothing's former people.
8.) Man, you need to start using a stick of deoderant a day, your body loves creating awful smells... I bet everyone in Bosnia was miserable when your stinky pits were around
9.) I loved you, but it was a long time ago, we were different people, if I had to do it again I probably wouldn't. Your biting was a bit annoying.
10.) The best for last... you are one of the greatest people I've ever known, I can only imagine what a life with you could have been like, but I acted too slow and in the wrong ways and now you are married (happily I hope, but the way he always lies to us when we call to talk to you... and says you aren't there when we can hear you in the background... I bet he is too controlling)... you always were fun, and YOU introduced me to RHPS... thanks!

A true, and interesting, story

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Lindbergh
The young man was walking back to his hotel after doing something he detested. He had been invited to speak to a group of people he didn't know and to persuade them to donate additional money for his important project.
Fund raising always made him feel like he was a beggar and that it somehow caused him to lose a bit of himself – that to ask for help chipped away at his integrity.
He knew he wouldn't have to go through this again because his project was almost finished and he was determined to complete it with the money he now had even if he had to use rubber bands to hold it together.
Unbeknownst to him, a psychic by the name of Sampson Evans was staring at him from across the street. Evans later recalled that he was startled by a vision the moment he spotted him. "I saw this young man alone in a vast sea of water, struggling to stay afloat."
Evans approached the young man and introduced himself. He asked if he could speak to him for a moment, that he had something important to tell him. And what he had to say could possibly save his life.
"I've had these visions all my life and they're rarely wrong," Evans said. "I don't know who you are or what you're up to, but I strongly urge you to postpone whatever you're about to do."
The young man looked skeptical and was about to walk away when Evans grabbed his arm and said, "I see you drowning in a vast body of water. Please, please, wait at least a week. If you don't, you will drown. Trust me, please trust me.'
The young man patted Evans on the arm and walked off, never thanking him, never looking back. But one month later, when he rolled his plane onto the landing strip to take off on him famous flight, Charles Lindbergh acknowledged to friends that he, indeed, had postponed his flight for one week because he couldn't get "that man's" words out of his mind.