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Mick Jagger went back to his old school recently-for the first time since he left in 1961.He was invited to the school to open the 'Mick Jagger Performing Arts centre',a new موسیقی and drama department at Dartford Grammar School.

Jagger کہا that he was 'honoured' that the centre was name after him.But in a newspaper interview 2 days before he told the journalist that in fact he hated school and that he used to be a rebel.

He didn't use to do the homework-'there was far too much'-and he was continually at war with the teachers.He used to break the rules all the time,especially rules he thought were stupid,about how to wear the school uniform and things like that.Once he even organized a mass protect against 'appalling' school dinners.'It was probably the greatest contribution to school I ever made,' he said.Although he made a good start at school,Jagger کہا his school work deteriorated because of 'music and girls'.

However,according to one of his old school friends,musician Dick Taylor,this is not true.He says that Mick didn't use to be a rebel at all-he was quite bright an used to work hard.He also used to do a lot of sport.

When Mick Jagger left school,he had 7 O-levels and 2 A-levels,which at that time were god qualifications-so perhaps Dick's memory is better than Mick's...
posted by Euri
The red glare of the آگ کے, آگ blurs all other colors. The smoke chokes me with its sulfuric perfume. I watch from the tower as the city burns to ashes before my eyes. I want to stop it, I wish I could, but I cannot. I listen hopelessly as I hear the cries of the people, shouting, taunting.
Tears run down my cheeks. I lost it all, the power I once had has been taken from me. I could have helped so many, but I was foolish and in my foolishness I did not realize what was transpiring under my nose, what would lead to this, the burning of once a proud city to rid it of us.
Turning from the window, I...
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posted by whitelion
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
آپ were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh

i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house یا fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars

آپ did'nt have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
آپ کہا your chance at love had past آپ سے طرف کی
i told i'm here so dont آپ cry

our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light

آپ were like my juliet and i your romeo
آپ love me i love آپ thats all i need to know
no longer will آپ dream of love thats true
no longer will i wander my تلاش has led to you
posted by Drxmarxma_101
The doors have opened for all to come
The stage is darkened, all آپ hear is a distant hum
When all have seated the center light turns on
There stood a man in a long over-sized robe
His hat, his beard, his tiny eyes
Scan the room as the back people rise
With a smirk, a loud pop is heard
A dark gray بادل of smoke fills the room

In the center of the ring five people align
One's bearded, one's horned
Another is broken, and the last two conjoined
Gasps and widened eyes light the room
Each unique human just stand there دکھانا no fear
A little child begins to clap
Followed سے طرف کی others when the five creatures...
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Hello! I am Cesar. I'm a being of infinite power, who just wants to fit in with the crowd. Anyway, being really powerful is really cool, but it also means I have to fight those who want to use my powers for numerous purposes, which I will discuss along the way. Anyway, my story began when I was 9 years old. The دن I entered foster care was the best دن of my life. But, I would soon find out that my whole life would change on my tenth birthday.
"Not so fast Cody! Slow down!" I said, trying to keep up with my foster brother. "Try to keep up Cesar! آپ don't want to lose for the third time do...
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posted by RainSoul
This is my attempt that being deep. Enjoy and I hope آپ have your minds blown away. ;3

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Say we’re up in space, and we remove all the stars یا anything that is luminous. Light would be nonexistent. اگلے we’ll remove all the planets, minerals, materials, chemicals, particles, atoms, and anything in between. We remove thing, we remove matter, we remove time, we remove life. We remove substance. We remove dark matter. We remove reality. What’s left? Space and Darkness. There is no color. There is no thing. There is nothingness. There is darkness and space. If there exists no thing but something is present then is there really nothing there? Space is infinite so nothingness is infinity. There is only infinite nothingness. Life was a miracle. Now please define nothing to me.


Bonus Questions: What would be the temperature in infinite nothingness in the absence of (thing, matter, reality)?
Is reality really life?
This is an old draft I've had sitting here for about three years. Cleaned it up sorta, but it's still not at par with my current work. I wanted to keep most of the ذریعہ material as close to what I wrote three years پہلے barring some grammatical/diction fluency errors, mostly for a little look into how much I've changed. I just couldn't برداشت, ریچھ letting it sit in here anymore. I'm not super into fanfiction, fanpop, یا even kpop anymore for that matter, but I knew I had to put this out there in some form یا fashion. Let me know if آپ want me to write anything chapter, یا do something else with...
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posted by MakoMermaidsH2o
Imagine how cool it could be to be a real life mermaid. Well آپ can be.

All آپ have to do is do the steps right and I hope it works it worked on me im a real mermaid.

What آپ will need:
A cup of water
Salt
A strand of your hair
A bracelet یا ہار for your symbol
Put the salt in a bowl
Then put your hair in the bowl
Dip your symbol and hands in the bowl and chant
Guardian of the sea oh please make me a mermaid and we will see how great of a mermaid I will be and how polite and brave I am oh please make me a bold mermaid I hope آپ do and thank you.
posted by floraisbest1
stella: come on guys the others are probally waiting for us.

bloom: stella's right

TB: goodbye bring the rest of your دوستوں when your finished!

sky: ok bye see ya later

tecna: flora u there

timmy: helia, nabu, riven

brandon: guys they aren't here so lets just camp here

bloom: sounds good

(they start setting up tents)

WITH FLORA

Diana: (diana walks in) stop whining they are just in a sleeping spell.

(flora gets up, diana notices this and tells the plants to choke her)

helia: let her go

Diana: why (diana tightens the grip around flora's neck)

flora: let me *cough* go

riven throws his phanta blade at diana...
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“‘Catcher in the Rye,’ of course,” responded the Vampire Diaries’ actor to a MobioINsider user پرستار asking if he had a پسندیدہ book.

Paul Wesley may not yet be as big as Brad Pitt یا Johnny Depp یا even Channing Tatum but he already has the makings of an adored TV star. He loves his fans, and he is known in the Hollywood دائرے, حلقہ as one of the most polite شخصیات مشہور today. And if آپ would just find time browsing through his social media accounts—which was humongous and lively, سے طرف کی the way—you’d see how he makes time for his fans. He is one of the busiest “INfluencers on MobioINSider,...
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posted by mermaidgirl1010
When I woke up I was on a cement floor. My head felt terrible pain and I saw that I had some black and blue on my leg.
''Finally, آپ woke up. I have been waiting for your name.'' A voice کہا behind me. I turned around and screamed the sream that sounds like a dying llama. ''Billiam Fergunsun!'' I yelled in rage. ''Yes, tis I ,Billiam Fergunsun."
He is such an idiot. I stood up and brought my knee to his pee-hole and he screamed like a little girl. "Girl power!" I screamed. I didn't notice his friends.
They almost hit me when I heard someone scream now! and I felt light headed and everything went dark again.
posted by FURRY
Coughing, struggling for air, this, this is life, always trying to find the اگلے thing to sate your interest never sitting back to relax always trying to find something new to do. This is the story of one young man destined to find something greater then life itself, greater then anything he had ever come to know یا ever will know, our hero's name is Kindred Alphonz Maniker. Kindered had always been and adventurous boy, at a young age he found what seemed to be a crystal, no one in his village had seen such a thing before, it bore no resemblence to any gem they had seen before, it had an odd...
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 Salleria and some other characters that will soon be involved in the series
Salleria and some other characters that will soon be involved in the series
~NOTE: This series has several POVs. Each episode will have a POV at the top. (POV means point of view) Don't ask about if there will be a a boy's point of view. I only do the girls. If I make a sequel to a series I will add the boy's POV.~

~Salleria's POV~

I had heard someone call my name from down in the موسیقی hall. I walked over to the موسیقی hall seeing all of the rockers there. "Salleria! Over here!" I heard someone call I looked around and saw someone waving their tail calling to me. A cat? I thought. Why would a cat want to talk to me? I walked over to the cat and saw her pull out her...
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TOADSTEP PVO
What just happened what kind of dream was that? Toadstep wondered.
He couldn't believe he just dreamed that he loved Dovewing مزید than Ivypool. He shook his head vigourously trying to get the thought out of his mind. Ivypool was lying beside him and dreaming too, she mustn't of heard him call out his dream.
Thank god! Toadstep thought with relief.
He nudged his mate and she got up, "Morning, Toadstep." She purred rubbing her face against Toadstep's..
Everything is going to be okay, Toadstep you'll be fine, as long as she doesn't find out about the dream.
posted by minniemeg
Can I help if I am messy?

Can I help if I forget?

Yes I can.

Can I help if I mouth off?

Can I help if I cuss?

Again, yes.

Can I help if آپ screech?

Can I help if آپ blather?

No.

Can I help if you're a hypocrite?

Can I help if آپ overreact?

No, not really.

Can I help if آپ yell at me, for no good reason?

Can I help if آپ punish me for rolling my eyes?

Lord knows no.

True, I can help some bad things I do.

But the worst thing of all.

That I possibly can do.

Is waste دن after day.

Of putting up with you.
posted by GreenLight24
Author's Note: Hey, writers. I decided to take a little break from the Blacktie and Whiteshade series and write this short story from the perspective of a young violinist about his unlikely romance with a troubled young lady. (I might even turn it into another series ;]) I'd call it a romance comedy, with just a few serious moments. Enjoy!!!

November 3rd, 2001. I was 17 years old, and I remember it like it was yesterday. My mother had just dropped me off at the annual Winter Season Recital. It was a cloudy winter's morning and the winds danced in unison to the melancholy tune of Mozart's requiem...
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posted by Rae-Ash
You’re the reason why
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch

I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
آپ used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick

آپ made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key

If only آپ knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been

آپ ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But آپ were wrong
مزید so than any love song

آپ made me want to sing
With آپ following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing آپ that it was just “buzz”

Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
posted by Rae-Ash
I felt them start to build up
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn

He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger

I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself

Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
posted by StarPotterRings
How's it going do آپ think?
Milgas walked ہوم deep in thought. How am I going to tell everyone?
He walked on the ground so he could think without falling out of a tree. He knew though exactly where he was. All the houses in the trees glowed with the faint light of candles. It’s getting late, Milgas thought. He could tell because one سے طرف کی one the houses extinguished into darkness.
Milgas finally came to his parent’s house in the branches of an old oak. The lights were still on. He climbed the low branches and finally reached the door. He could now see the features of the house. It was...
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posted by sheldor101
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a تیز رو, سوئفٹ dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, love and it’s people’s cries.