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Username: Folarin4Name: Folarin
Location: LagosCountry: NigeriaAge: 26Gender: MaleMember Since: Monday, Apr 3 2006
Last Visit: Tuesday, Aug 15 2006
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Sad Eyes Thursday,Jun 1 2006, 04:07:35 PM
Let me start with this one, if you want me to cry with no particular reason at all, take me to a place where there is on going fireworks display, yes i know probably by now your telling your self that I am insane, but what can i do im such a romantic insane person,lol!! ok heres another one, Im simple, i enjoy simple life and im such a busy soul, I love to cook, read, and watch movie, i also spend some time alone with my self, for me privacy and space is very important, I am also a good listener, i listen a lot, even to the dull and ignorant they too have their own stories to tell. | |
A Poem By An African Man Friday,Apr 28 2006, 01:42:30 PM
| A poem by an African Man Dear White fella............ Couple of things you should know..... when I born, I Black, When I grow up, I Black, When I go in Sun, I Black, When I scared, I Black, When I sick, I Black, And when I die, I still black....... And you White fella, When you born, you Pink, When you grow up, you White, When you go in Sun, you Red, When you cold, you Blue, When you scared, you Yellow, When you sick, you Green, And when you die, you Gray.................
And you calling me Colored ???????????
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Friendship Wednesday,Apr 26 2006, 03:41:46 PM
| NAIL IN THE FENCE > > > > > > Make sure you read all the way down to the last > > >sentence. > > > > (Most importantly the last sentence) > > > > There once was a little boy who had a bad > > > > temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails > > > > and told him that every time he lost his > > > > temper, he must hammer a nail into the back > > > > of the fence. The first day the boy had > > > > driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next > > > > few weeks, as he learned to control his > > > > anger, the number of nails hammered daily > > > > gradually dwindled down. He discovered > > > > it was easier to hold his temper than to > > > > drive those nails into the fence. > > > > Finally the day came when the boy didn't > > > > lose his temper at all. He told his father > > > > about it and the father suggested that the > > > > boy now pull out one nail for each day that > > > > he was able to hold his temper. > > > > The days passed and the young boy was finally > > > > able to tell his father that all the nails > > > > were gone. The father took his son by the > > > > hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You > > > > have done well, my son, but look at the > > > > holes in the fence. The fence will never be > > > > the same. When you say things in anger, > > > > they leave a scar just like this one. You > > > > can put a knife in a man and draw it out. > > > > It won't matter how many times you say I'm > > > > sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal > > > > wound is as bad as a physical one. > > > > Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They > > > > make you smile and encourage you to succeed. > > > > They lend an ear, they share words of praise > > > > and they always want to open their hearts to us." > > > > It's National Friendship Week. Show your > > > > friends how much you care. Send this to > > > > everyone you consider a FRIEND, even if > > > > it means sending it back to the person who > > > > sent it to you. If it comes back to you, > > > > then you'll know you have a circle of friends. > > > > YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED! > > > > Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole.
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