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Name: Robin
Birthday: 11/22/1992
Gender: Female
Interests: Soccer, music, food, good RPGs, life, swimming/diving, entertainment, family, HALO nights(weird i know), sunsets, xanga, money, work, books, music(whoops said that), fireworks, camping trips, roller coasters/the raptor, a goose...
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Member Since:
5/20/2006
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I'm learning html!!!!
This is a random pointless table!
This is a random space! I don't know why it's here!
???
Michelle |
Number 1! |
Nicholas |
Number 2! |
Zachary |
Number 3! |
Samuel |
Number 4! |
Anna |
Number 5! |
Robin |
Number 6! |
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| Let me know if I left any out. "Sir! X has been squared! We have to perform the distributive property!"
"No, send in the square root of 3."
"But sir, that's irrational!" (Square root of -4)
"You can't be real!" "We have to solve for X! Hurry, subtract yourselves!" "Hi, I'm 6, and these are my factors, 2 and 3." "Everyone, tell me four of your factors!"
"But I'm a prime number!" "I can't believe this! X is greater than 14?!" "We need to try a different strategy!"
"I hate repeating, but we really need 10/3 here now!" | | |
| Woe to those who know not how to distribute
If only they knew how to play the lute
When I see the parenthesis, I say, "No,
On you I will use the distributive property, yo!"
Oh, my distributive property
You have always stood by me
Even when I must use you in reverse
I really want some turkey
In the parenthesis stand two unlike terms
With a term outside that is hopefully like one of them
Because then the equation is made easier to solve
And thus, my poetry ends | | |
| 20. Mighty to Save - Hillsong United
19. Take My Hand - Shawn McDonald
18. Salvation is Here - Lincoln Brewster
17. Happy Day - Tim Hughes
16. From the Inside Out - Kristian Stanfill
15. Cartoons - Chris Rice
14. Better than Drugs - Skillet
13. I Dare You to Move - Switchfoot
12. In the Light - DC Talk
11. Meant to Live - Switchfoot
10. Dive - Steven Curtis Chapman
9. You Won't Relent - Misty Edwards
8. Marvelous Light - Blue Water Band
7. Take Me As I Am - FM Static
6. On Distant Shores - Five Iron Frenzy
5. Good News - Chris Rice
4. O Praise Him (All This for a King) - David Crowder Band [Sunsets & Sushi Version]
3. East to West - Casting Crowns
2. Clumsy - Chris Rice
1. Lord of the Dance - Steven Curtis Chapman | | |
| This was originally written as a story for school for Halloween, but I didn't get it back until today.
It was a dark and stormy night, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. You would have thought the town outside the magical forest Ob Gob was a ghost town. Actually, everyone was outside watching fireworks and eating hot dogs because it stopped storming. Little did they know, the hot dogs they were eating were infected with something-or-other, because Billy had put some evil, bubbly, purple stuff in it.
Unfortunately for Billy, who was apparently a mad scientist, he was a farmer. He dropped the purple stuff in the cows' grazing fields. The cows, seeing how delicious it looked, hobbled over as fast as a sloth to it. As they grazed the now-purple grass, they began to go insane. Billy froze, unable to move. The zombie-like cows rushed his way, and in moments they were upon him. However, once they reached him, they didn't really know what to do, so they just kept saying "Moo!" Billy obviously was supposed to die at this point. He yelled, "I just lost the game!" Then, he randomly exploded.
After Billy's illogical death, the killer herd of zombie cows started moving towards the town. Because of Fate's poor planning, however, all of the people were zombies already. Except for Chris Redfield, who said, "They don't move like any zombie cows I've ever seen." He then found out that Billy, who started it all, was already dead, so he left. After that, everyone who was left had been turned into a zombie, which worked out pretty well. People re-domesticated the cows, and ate purple beef. Then, Billy randomly came back to life, and he invented a cure. But then he dropped it and forgot the recipe. He said, "Whatever," and left. Now whenever travelers who are really stupid pass through that town, everyone pretty much just leaves them alone. | | |
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