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About Me Member Deviant of Many Talents Whitetag22/Male/Germany Recent Activity Deviant for 3 Years
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Life goes on

Sun Oct 12, 2008, 9:42 AM
And studying takes fulltime, damn...

Greetz

  • Listening to: Vocalize - The Image of Me

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  • Current Residence: Munich
  • Interests: Music, Art/Drawing, Photography, University, Stock Market ^^
  • Favourite movie: Braindead, VoE, Van Helsing
  • Favourite band or musician: Creed, Loreena McKennit
  • Favourite genre of music: Everything that rocks & classic music
  • Favourite artist: a.o. Salvador Dali
  • Favourite style of art: Photography ^^
  • Operating System: Winstupid XP + Intous3 + Canon EOS350D
  • MP3 player of choice: Winamp
  • Favourite gaming platform: Real World - You just can't top the graphic engine ^^
  • Personal Quote: Just do it!

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:ahoy: where'd you go?

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Still here ^^ :)

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Fantasy is more important than knowlegde, because knowlegde is finite...

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Other zyprexa historic places say they appear.
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Nach einem pot nur das problem sein diesen spielen alle spieler halten poker player magazine ak karo, ohne wartezeit.
Hey! How are you?

I've heard from you for a long time. I hope everything is going well with you...

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"O mankind! Lo! We have created you male and female, and nations and tribes that ye may KNOW ONE ANOTHER. Lo! the NOBLEST of you, in the sight of ALLAH, is the BEST IN CONDUCT. Lo! ALLAH is Knower, Aware."
Qur'an Sura # 49, Aya # 13
Heya,

yeah everythings going well, studying is just to time consuming, I just haven't the time to be on DA...

Hope you also doing well
Wish you a nice week

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Fantasy is more important than knowlegde, because knowlegde is finite...

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moment of your time, the world needs more love.

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups, and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard.

As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt tug on his overalls.

He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.

"Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."

"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back of his neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."

The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket,
he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've
got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"

"Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here Dolly!" he called.

Out from the doghouse and down ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur.

The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.

As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed
something else stirring inside the doghouse.

Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller.

Down the ramp it slid. Then in a awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....

"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.

The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."

With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe.

Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands."

With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy.

"How much?" asked the little boy.

"No charge," answered the farmer, "There's no charge for love."

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