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It's been fun and a lot of hard work, but I've been glad with the outcome. I always said our read more
It's been fun and a lot of hard work, but I've been glad with the outcome. I always said our senior year we'd be good. We're trying to do more than make the playoffs. That was our expectations at the beginning of the season.
We probably dominated for 70 minutes out of 90 tonight.
We probably dominated for 70 minutes out of 90 tonight.
The whole idea of coming to Pakistan is very exciting on many levels. It's exciting because I know we are read more
The whole idea of coming to Pakistan is very exciting on many levels. It's exciting because I know we are the first Western artists to come and play a big concert here.
I am a success today because I had a friend who believed in me and I didn't have the heart read more
I am a success today because I had a friend who believed in me and I didn't have the heart to let him down...
There is now a broad consensus, that Israel will go ahead and build our borders to preserve Israel as a read more
There is now a broad consensus, that Israel will go ahead and build our borders to preserve Israel as a democratic Jewish state.
Terrell's a good run blocker. He's very stout. He's very intelligent. He makes a lot of rookie mistakes right now, read more
Terrell's a good run blocker. He's very stout. He's very intelligent. He makes a lot of rookie mistakes right now, which you would probably expect him to do. But he's getting more and more refined all the time.
[Despite the lopsided primary results, Archer cautioned his supporters not to take the general election for granted.] We've come too read more
[Despite the lopsided primary results, Archer cautioned his supporters not to take the general election for granted.] We've come too far, built too many bridges, taken too many steps to be turned around, ... Something good is happening here.
I'm a high school student and this is from a poem I wrote called Sometimes He Wonders. You may split read more
I'm a high school student and this is from a poem I wrote called Sometimes He Wonders. You may split it into different parts if you'd like - right now I'll put it as Unsorted.
And He feels so incredibly weak when he has ferociously quarreled against them since his genuine years and has lost. His hopes for a better understanding dissipate as he grows older, and his mind grows less eager to reach a verdict. Having no sense of direction, he roams here, looking above, asking futile questions, even though the answers may be feared. Good by nature, he has learned his survival skills, which will lead him into the real world, and will someday make him a successful individual. Wishing the pressure did not exist, it is a natural instinct to adapt and not to recluse. He rather is a mindless drone than a lonely Hermit, after all. He has no control over his environment, it is the exact opposite. Molded and shaped by his surroundings, he seeks about for himself and his purpose, while this mold slowly deteriorates organic matter.
Who knows whether they felt bad or they just wanted to get rid of it, because somebody, somewhere would have read more
Who knows whether they felt bad or they just wanted to get rid of it, because somebody, somewhere would have information as to who took it and where it's been.