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Name: Paul
Country: Barbados
Birthday: 11/4/1988
Gender: Male


Interests: hmm interests...guitar. i'm gonna be playing a lot of guitar this summer because were forming a band (me, joe bretshneider, tirk, etnies, and we still need a drummer, anyone interested let me know) its gonna be a fun time but no shows for a while guys


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Member Since: 6/17/2004

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Tuesday, July 13, 2004

does anyone actually read this stuff?


Monday, July 05, 2004

ello...4th of july was fantastic. i went to yeagers around 4..it was me, greg, frank, wherle, john, rita, maria, and some collingswood kids.  we all ate and then walked over to cooper river park for the pat benetar concert...we got there early so we went to play on the playground where we met up with kelsey claire and chelsea. while at the playground we made some friends (random black kids that joined our "possy") and yeager and the one kid that was hitting on rita had a dance off and quite frankly, the kid got served. we were also attacked by a group of little hoodlums shooting us with water pistols.  oh and then u know what else..we told some kid with his little friends to stop smoking and he was giving us an attitude about it..he even started pickin a fight with the girls and i thought that was really messed up cause i guy should never try to fight a girl...so i was gettin pretty pissed about that but there were cops everywhere so we just walked away and they actually followed us cause they were looking for a fight but eventually they stopped cause of the cops. so after that ordeal was all over pat went on stage..she wasnt that bad but her husband is a pretty damn good guitar player so the concert was a lot better then i thought it would be and that place was packed i mean were talking a few thousand here..so after the concert there was fireworks and i mean who doesnt love fireworks...so i think we should definately do that every year..its called the "let freedom rock fest"   yes thsat will be our annual tradition...well thats enough out of me for now. toodles


Wednesday, June 30, 2004

i'm told i need to update so here goes...last night i hung out with kim kelsey and jackie, that was pretty cool, today i worked then went to practice in haddonfield, and right now i'm about to go see spiderman 2 with my brother so i'll catch ya on the flip side

i leave u with the words of mr john lennon

Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...

Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...

Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.


Monday, June 21, 2004

On a transatlantic flight, a plane passes through a severe storm. The turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse when one wing is struck by lightning. One woman in particular loses it.

Screaming, she stands up in front of the plane. "I'm too young to die!" she wails. "Well, if I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on Earth to be memorable! I've had plenty of sex in my life, but no one has ever made me really feel like a woman! Well I've had it! Is there ANYONE on this plane who can make me feel like a WOMAN??"

For a moment, there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril, and they all stare, riveted, at the desperate woman in the front of the plane.

Then, a man stands up in the rear of the plane. "I can make you feel like a woman," he says. He's gorgeous. Tall, built, with long, flowing black hair and jet black eyes, he starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. No one moves.

The woman is breathing heavily in anticipation as the stranger approaches. He removes his shirt. Muscles ripple across his chest as he reaches her, and extends the arm holding his shirt to the trembling woman, and whispers:

"Iron this."


Saturday, June 19, 2004

alright so i ended up not going to the movies last night cause a few people cancelled that was a bummer...and then a little later jess told me to go with her and jill but i couldn't go, so i ended up just going to practice.  Missed 3 movie opportunities in 1 week (first was wednesday with kim kelsey and jackie and couldnt go cause of my sisters party) so that kinda sucked but i'm going to franks tonight and that should be cool. 



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