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Me, Myself, and I
a simple guy with a simple need.. know me b4 u judge me.. just wanna expand my circle of frenz...N I LOVE MANCHESTER UNITED....!!!! haha

MAN U are magic
CHELSEA are tragic
ARSENAL are rank
liverpool are skanks

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A little bit of Rooney in our lives
A little bit of Giggs down the sides
A little bit of Larsson just what we need
A little bit of Ronaldo with his speed
A little bit of Ferdinand in defense
A little bit of Scholes he's immense
A little bit of singing from the fans

A little bit of Ferguson hes our MAN!!
yeah dats me... n i hate dat... not me.. but the unpredictable part of me.... lolz...
Some friends are remembered because of their smile. Some friends are remembered because of their style.
But u are remembered because u r so nice to remember..hehehe

There r many stars but the moon is u, there are many friends but the best is u.. To forget me thats up to u... To forget u I will never ever do...haha...

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Manchester United Montage Take That Patience

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  • A Story About TIME... sweet....read it n feel it... =)

    A young man learns what's most
    important in life from the guy next

    It had been some time since Jack had
    seen the old man. College, girls,
    and life itself got in the way. In
    fact, Jack moved clear across the
    country in
    pursuit of his dreams. There, in the
    rush of his busy life, Jack had little
    to think about the past and often no
    time to spend with his wife and son.
    He was
    working on his future, and nothing
    could stop him.

    Over the phone, his mother told
    him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The
    is Wednesday." Memories flashed
    through his mind like an old newsreel
    as he sat
    quietly remembering his childhood

    "Jack, did you hear me?"

    "Oh sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's
    been so long since I thought of him.
    I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he
    died years ago," Jack said.

    "Well, he didn't forget you. Every
    time I saw him he'd ask how you were
    He'd reminisce about the many days you
    spent over 'his side of the fence' as
    put it," Mom told him.

    "I loved that old house he lived in,"
    Jack said.

    "You know, Jack, after your father
    died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make
    you had a man's influence in your
    life," she said.

    "He's the one who taught me
    carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in
    this business if it weren't for him.
    He spent a lot of time teaching me
    things he thought were
    important...Mom, I'll be there for the
    funeral," Jack said.

    As busy as he was, he kept his word.
    Jack caught the next flight to his
    hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was
    small and uneventful. He had no
    children of his own, and most of his
    relatives had passed away.

    The night before he had to return
    home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to
    see the old house next door one more
    time. Standing in the doorway, Jack
    paused for a moment. It was like
    crossing over into another dimension,
    a leap through space and time. The
    house was exactly as he remembered.
    Every step held memories. Every
    picture, every piece of
    furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.

    "What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

    "The box is gone," he said.

    "What box?" Mom asked.

    "There was a small gold box that he
    kept locked on top of his desk.

    I must have asked him a thousand times
    what was inside. All he'd ever tell me
    was the thing I value most," Jack
    said. It was gone. Everything about
    the house was exactly how Jack
    remembered it, except for the box. He
    figured someone from the Belser family
    had taken it.

    "Now I'll never know what was so
    valuable to him," Jack said. "I better
    get some sleep. I have an early flight
    home, Mom."

    It had been about two weeks since Mr.
    Belser died. Returning home from work
    one day,Jack discovered a note in his
    mailbox."Signature required on a
    package. No one at home. Please stop
    by the main post office within the
    next three days," the note read.

    Early the next day Jack retrieved the
    package. The small box was old and
    looked like it had been mailed a
    hundred years ago. The handwriting was
    difficult to read, but the return
    address caught his attention. "Mr.
    Harold Belser" it read.

    Jack took the box out to his car and
    ripped open the package. There inside
    was the gold box and an envelope.
    Jack's hands shook as he read the note
    inside. "Upon my death, please forward
    this box and its contents to Jack
    Bennett. It's the thing I valued most
    in my life."

    A small key was taped to the letter.
    His heart racing, as tears filling his
    eyes! Jack carefully unlocked the box.
    There inside he found a beautiful gold
    pocket watch. Running his fingers
    slowly over the finely etched casing,
    he unlatched the cover. Inside he
    found these words engraved:

    "Jack, Thanks for your time! Harold

    "The thing he valued most...was...my

    Jack held the watch for a few minutes
    then called his office and cleared his
    appointments for the next two
    days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant

    "I need to spend time

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  • FORGET... arrr

    To FORGET is human

    FORGETTING IS IMPORTANT IN LIFE. Imagine you keep remembering all the unhappy events in the past. Life will then be pathetic. So, it’s ok to forget as long as we know where and how to look the forgotten things!!


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  • YES U CAN!!!

    If you think you're beaten, you are
    If you think you're dare not, you dont
    If you like to win
    But u think you cant
    It almost certain you wont

    If you think you're lose,
    You've lost
    For out of the world we find
    succes begins with a fellow's will
    It's all in the state of mind

    If you think you're outclassed
    You are
    You've got to think high to rise
    You've got to be sure of your self
    Before you can win a prize

    Life's battles dont always go
    To the stronger or fastest man
    but sooner or later
    The man who win

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  • A J
    A J

    glad u loved that song..... and by the way popped by to holla T.C

  • Candace Grant

    hey Dakota Bebo is being stupid! I cant upload my pics for some reason. =o( Hit me up on msn messenger jane82bebo@live.com xoxo jane

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  • Mazzie The Rebel

    hey hey long time no talk lol how r u? man u have won the double this yr yay

  • Mazzie The Rebel

    germany was bare funny, but i got squahed by fc koln fans and i sprayed 2 much perfume everywhere lol

  • Mazzie The Rebel

    i no wat a disgrace my 14th b'day on 1st september and we're facin sunderland on that day. ps bak frm germany

  • Mazzie The Rebel

    yh im goin there 4 a holiday. on 1st Sept, Manchester Utd will face Sunderland on my 14th b'day.

  • Mazzie The Rebel

    heya im ok, goin 2 germany this week

  • Brad Wilson
    Brad Wilson

    thanks# man u 4 life

  • Mazzie The Rebel

    well used 2 but i live in london now

  • Mazzie The Rebel

    hey im cool. my fav player is ole gunnar solskjaer,urs?

  • Mazzie The Rebel

    heya hows u?