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I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was going to blame you.

Whoever said words don't hurt never got hit by a dictionary.

Always forgive your enemies - Nothing annoys them more.

That, my children, is called a wall. But beware, the wall is solid. Yes, be afraid! Be very afraid, for we cannot walk through it! Believe me children, for I have attempted this many times before.

I do not deny everything!

Always proofread to make you sure you don’t any words out.

I'm the type of girl who will burst out laughing in dead silence over something that happened a year ago.

Don't follow in my footsteps . . . I run into walls.

I am on a quest to the deepest, darkest corners of my room in search of what some would call "a floor" - a long and difficult task awaits me. Wish me luck my friends for I may not return alive.

We could all take a lesson from crayons: some are sharp, some are beautiful, some have weird names, all are different colors, but they still learn to live in the same box.

Best friends are the only ones brave enough to walk in my footsteps. They do it because hitting the wall is fun.

In a world of cheerios, be a frootloop!

Earth first. We'll screw up the other planets later.

If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance, baffle 'em with nonsense.

I'm mature and you're not. Nah nah nah nah nah nah!

Eat healthy. Work right. Die anyway.

It's always funny until someone gets hurt. Then it's hysterical!

If aliens are looking for intelligent life, why the heck are you scared!?

I know KUNG-FU and 42 other dangerous words.

Quick, whats the number for 9-1-1?

I burst laughing out in class today...I got that joke you told yesterday.

Some people deserve a high-five... in the face... with a steel chair... attached to a car...

Some say the glass is half full, others the glass is half empty, all I want to know is who drank my water!

Don't knock on Death's door. Ring the bell and run--he hates that.

I've learned from my mistakes, and I'm sure I could repeat them exactly.

I’ve already won so shut up and bow before me.

When life gives you lemons, you make grape juice. Then you sit back and watch the world wonder how in the world you did it.

Dear Cool People: If you're so cool, why isn't there a candy named after you? Sincerely, the Nerds.

If you're cooler than me, doesn't that mean I'm hotter than you?

I'm a bomb technician. If you see me running, try to keep up.

You can’t spell 'BEAUTIFUL' without 'BE U'.

Be the type of woman, that when your feet land on the floor when you get out of bed in the morning, the devil thinks: "Oh, snap! She's up!"

I know who I am...your approval really isn't needed.

Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia.

Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

All those who believe in telekinesis, raise my hand.

Yes, I hit like a girl. If you hit a little bit harder, you could too!

I'm not scared of death! What's it gonna do, kill me?

I'm the kind of person that walks into a door and apologizes.

I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

It doesn't matter how it explodes, as long as it explodes.

What's normal? Is it a disease? OMG! Don't come near me! I might catch your 'normal'!!

I use the force to open automatic doors... But I'm still working on the regular ones.

Stand back! I'm trying science!

Nope, can't go to Hell. Satan still has that restraining order against me...

Stop waiting for Prince Charming. Get up and find him. The poor idiot may be stuck in a tree or something...

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. If you can't join 'em, bribe 'em. If you can't bribe 'em, blackmail 'em. If you can't blackmail 'em, kill 'em. If you can't kill 'em, then you’re screwed.

Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.

There are three kinds of people. Those who learn by reading, a few who learn by observation, and the rest who have to test the electric fence for themselves.

Why be difficult, when with just a little bit of effort, you can be impossible?

There are three kinds of people in the world: those that can count, and those that can't.

The world is full of crazy people. They made me their leader.

You're just jealous because we act retarded in public and people still love us.

It takes 42 muscles to frown, 28 to smile, and only 4 to reach out and slap someone.

I dream of a better tomorrow- where chickens can cross roads and not have their motives questioned.

If you can't convince them, confuse them.

The statistics of insanity is that one in every four Americans is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If it's not them, it's you.

When you carry a Bible, the devil gets a headache. When you open it, he collapses. When he sees you reading it, he faints. When he sees you living it, he flees. And just when you’re about to re-post this, he will try and discourage you. I just defeated him. Copy, & Paste this if you’re in God's Army :)

Some of those weren't so good but some other were hilarious!

Randomness

Boys are like Slinkies. Useless, but fun to watch fall down the stairs.

I used all my sick days so I called in dead.

If at first you don't succeed, then skydiving isn't for you!

Why be difficult, when with just a little more effort, you can be impossible?

Labels are for cans, and in case you haven't noticed, I'm not a can!

Excuse me. Have you seen my sanity? I think I've lost it...

Whoever said nothing is impossible never tried to slam a revolving door.

Don't think of yourself as an ugly person. Think of yourself as a beautiful monkey.

Hippopotomonstrousaequipodaliophobia - Fear of long words.

Do not doubt my sanity... I have none.

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?

Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional.

Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else.

I was going to take over the world but I got distracted by something sparkly.

People that don't know me think I'm quiet. People that do wish I was.

Wear short sleeves! Support the right to bare arms!

You can't buy happiness, but you can buy ice-cream; which is kinda the same thing.

Sometimes I wonder "Why is the Frisbee getting bigger?" then, it hits me.

You can't spell "diet" without "die"!

Pluto 1930-2007 R.I.P. Revolve In Peace.

I am going to put an end to my procrastination problem. . . tomorrow.

The newscaster is the person who says "Good evening" and then tells you why it's not.

Amateurs built the ark. Professionals built the Titanic.

How is it possible to have a "civil" war?

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98% of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93% of the people that read this won’t repost it?

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this; because in the Bible, Jesus says that if you deny me, then I shall deny you before my Father in the gates of Heaven.

98% OF TEENS WON'T STAND UP FOR GOD...

REPOST THIS IF YOU'RE ONE OF THE 2% WHO WILL.

Did you know that 98% of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93% of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...

He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...

He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...

He had no army, yet kings feared him...

He won no military battles, yet he conquered the world...

He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...

He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today

Feel honoured to serve such a leader who loves us...

If you believe in the true God, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit then copy and paste this in your profile

If you ignore him, in the Holy Bible, Jesus says... "If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven..."

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

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 afterall, 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 without 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 newspaper 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 newspaper 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 forever. 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.

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.
So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.'

He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'

There was a big smile on his face.It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous!

Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach... but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.

He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.

I saw his Mom and Dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.

'Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.'
There is no beginning or end. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.

Warriors fan oath

I'll remember Brightheart,

When I see a scar on someones face.

I will think of WindClan,

Every time I win a race.

I'll remember Silverstream,

When I see a young mother.

I'll remember Violet,

When I worry about my brother.

I will remember Goosefeather,

When nobody believes me.

I will think of Scourge,

When someone's teased for being tiny.

I'll remember Mothwing,

When I find it hard to believe.

I'll be reminded of Princess,

When I see someone, who seems naive.

I'll always think of Heathertail,

When someone wants to be 'just friends'.

I will think of StarClan,

When I am near the end.

I will think of Tawnypelt,

Whenever I feel judged.

I will think of Darkstripe,

When somebody holds a grudge.

I promise to remember Cinderheart,

When I climb a tree.

I'll remember Midnight,

Whenever I'm at sea.

I'll remember Leafpool,

When I must follow my heart.

I will think of Hollyleaf,

If I ever fall apart.

I'll remember Brambleclaw,

When I must prove myself.

I'll remember Spottedleaf,

When I'm suffering from bad health.

I'll remember Lionblaze,

When I am feeling strong.

I'll remember Tigerstar,

If I choose the path thats wrong.

I'll remember Dovewing,

When I hear of something far away.

I'll remember Cloudtail,

When a kitten catches their first prey.

I'll remember Bluestar,

Whenever I must choose.

I'll remember Crowfeather,

When the one I love, I loose.

Feathertail will be in my mind,

Whenever I must be brave.

And I'll remember The Tribe,

When I'm in a cave.

I'll remember Ashfur,

When somebody breaks my heart.

I'll remember Barley,

When me and my siblings are far apart.

I'll remember Ivypool,

When I try to be the best.

I'll remember Firestar,

When my loyalty's put to the test.

I'll remember Crookedstar,

If someone abandons me.

I'll remember Ravenpaw,

If I ever have to flee.

I'll remember Jayfeather,

When I have a strange dream.

I'll think of Cherrytail and Sparrowpelt,

Whenever I eat cream.

I'll always think of Cinderpelt,

When my leg is sore.

I'll remember Longtail,

When I can see no more.

I will think of Breezepelt

When I feel betrayed.

I will always think of Smudge,

When a cat is spayed.

I'll remember Flametail,

When I fall through the ice.

I promise to remember Sandstorm,

When I'm passed by(twice).

I'll remember Jayfeather,

If I want to cry.

I'll remember Leafpool,

When I must tell big lies.

I'll remember the many battles,

When I see conflict or strife.

I promise to remember all these cats,

For the rest of my life

Professor : You are a Christian, aren't you, son ?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, you believe in GOD ?

Student : Absolutely, sir.

Professor : Is GOD good ?

Student : Sure.

Professor: Is GOD all powerful ?

Student : Yes.

Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to GOD to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn't. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?

(Student was silent.)

Professor: You can't answer, can you ? Let's start again, young fella. Is GOD good?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Is Satan good ?

Student : No.

Professor: Where does Satan come from ?

Student : From … GOD …

Professor: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn't it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?

Student : Yes

Professor: So who created evil ?

(Student did not answer.)

Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, who created them ?

(Student had no answer.)

Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen GOD?

Student : No, sir.

Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your GOD?

Student : No , sir.

Professor: Have you ever felt your GOD, tasted your GOD, smell your GOD? Have you ever had any sensory perception of GOD for that matter?

Student : No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.

Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?

Student : Yes.

Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?

Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.

Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.

Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?

Professor: Yes.

Student : And is there such a thing as cold?

Professor: Yes.

Student : No, sir. There isn't.

(The lecture theatre became very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.

(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)

Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?

Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?

Student : You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it was, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?Light we can study, but not darkness. In fact we can use Newton's prism to break white light into many colors and study the various wavelengths of each color. You cannot measure darkness. A simple ray of light can break into a world of darkness and illuminate it. How can you know how dark a certain space is? You measure the amount of light present. Isn't this correct?

Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?

Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.

Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?

Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good GOD and a bad GOD. You are viewing the concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.

Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)

Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?

(The class was in uproar.)

Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?

(The class broke out into laughter. )

Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?

(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)

Professor: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.

Student : Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,’ the student continues. Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?

(The Professor is now uncertain.)

Professor: Of course, there is. We see it everyday It is in the daily example of man’s inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.

To this the student replied, Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God’s love present in his heart. It’s like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.

(The professor sat down.)

This student is Albert Einstein. (Some say.)

10 year old Warriors fan, Emmy Grace Cherry was a warrior fan and had warrior spirt. Emmy and her parents, Dana and Jimmy Cherry, were killed in a tornado in February 2007. On Wands and Worlds, a fantasy fiction forum, several fans agreed that she deserved a warrior name. One fan performed the cermony and named her Brightspirt. Other fans agreed this was the perfect name. The Erins placed her along with her parents in the book Long Shadows as Brightspirt, Braveheart, and Shinningheart.
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