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Not sure how to spell it but Tchaivoksky. :D :D :D :wink:

:D http://www.oldfield.cz/midi/Guitars/Muse.mid http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7hQrWh1nsE

Describing a colour to a blind man - you never would get the correct definition across, would you? It's like trying to explain music to a deaf person, or dancing to a paralysed person. It's impossible, because senses are personal. Surely, with 'colours we haven't discovered,' there ARE no colours we haven't discovered. Correct me if I'm wrong, but it stands to reason, doesn't it? Colour is natural, we view it in everything around us, and we can experience and imagine every different colour in our minds. Well, that's what I think anyway... Oh yeah, and with the 'seeing past-present stuff' when you stargaze etc, you're watching the light of stars that might not exist anymore, that you're watching milllions of years in the past? It seems so simple but it's actually quite freakyl... :uhh: Try to imagine a new sense. :P How come we see stuff in our heads? We don't have eyes in our heads, ears neither, so how can we 'imagine' sights and sounds? It's another question I've been pondering about yet no-one I know can answer it. When we see things in our imagination, inside our heads, are we conjuring memory, or fooling our vision? I don't think anyone will ever know...

Oh yeah! That's one of my favourite dishes, so much fun to make! Personally, I think it's probably best with rice and peas. Mmmmmmmm... I made up a recipe last night. It's brilliant- takes less than 4 minutes to prepare and 20 to cook. You can eat it as a snack, a small, light meal, an accompiment to chicken or lamb, or chuck it in the microwave when you get home from school. Get some potatoes, cut out the yucky fungusy bits and slice 'em into roughly 2 cm slices. Chuck them in a microwaveable dish with a bit of salt and pepper, then drizzle just a lil' bit of olive oil over them, then mix them all up so each slice gets a bit of oil. Final step of preparation to sprinkle dried rosemary (don't get me started....*starts to dribble*) over them, mix that in too then bung 'em in for 15-20 mins depending on the heat.

While I remain an agnostic athiest, I would have full faith in 'God' if I were shown solid, concrete, unquestionable proof. Nice post, Blue!

It's not MY near death experience, but my grandmother's. It would have broken my heart if she HAD died. I was at my cousin's wedding in North Wales not so long ago. The bride and groom had just been happily married, everyone was enjoying a wonderful, if cold, reception in a large country hotel. We were in a long hall, and the guests were sitting at round tables dotted around. We were eating supper there, and then suddenly I hear this deathly, raspy, breathy noise. I look around, but nothing seems to be happening...I must have imagined it, so I go back to my beans. Then, about three seconds later, my grandmother, sitting at a table directly infront of me, starts whacking the table with her hand. Everyone's looking at her but she won't stop. Then my dad, who's sitting at a table on the other side of the room throws his chair as he gets up, runs to her, picks her up, and squeezes her as hard as he can...Then she's just lying on the floor, completely still, I'm thinking What the fudge is going on?! I discovered later that my granny (who's EIGHTY YEARS OLD AND WOULD HAVE DIED AT HER NEPHEW'S WEDDING) choked on a piece of pork and had gone competely blue. By the time by dad (who, thank god! is a surgeon and picked up the signals) had realized, she had stopped breathing..., Then he performed the Haemlic maneouvoure (probably spelt wrong.. :roll: ) and saved his mum's life... Since, I've been really scared. Whenever someone coughs I tense up and don't breathe until I get some signs of life from them, especially if they're in a different part of the house, I always yell up to them to ask if they're OK.

Hide your alarm clock under your pillow or something so you can't get to it when it goes off. Then, by the time it's turned off, you're fully awake and won't want to sleep again. O:)

Badminton all the way! O:) O:) O:) O:) O:) Um. Biggest achievement....Well I beat some huge big guys way older than me a couple of hours ago when I got back from school.... :-k

Omg, Jay, great name. I love that name So do I! Favourite Boys Names; Greg, Felix, Danny, James. Favourite Girls Names; Liberty, (Libby), Jay, Avril, Liza.

noo double post... :? :? :?

Oh? The version I heard was 'nevr ergue with idiots theirl only drag u down 2 their lvl then beat u with ixprns' Lol...

Am I the only one who taped a large piece of card on my back and jumped off a shed in an attempt to fly? :( OOOOOOOH!!! I did that! But it was a pink piece of card, shaped like fairy-wings, with purple glitter on it...then I jumped down the stairs leading to the garden from our balcony-thing and hurt myself... :shame:

http://www.ephinx.com/tvadverts/248/aol ... dvert.html Not one of the best, but I admire it. Now THIS is what I call a godly advert; http://discuss.aol.co.uk/transcript-badthing.aspx

Lol when I was six, me and my dad painted my room... I had it like, completely white, then on one wall I had 10-inch blue stripes with 10inch of white between each, then same on the opposite wall, and on the other two there was white and pink, same format. Looked brilliant...still does actually... Well, I would say dark blue or dark green, but it's really your choice...someone else suggested this but dark blue + light blue is always nice...

Runescape...all the way. =D>

Oh yes... YEAH RIGHT! Like, you can't spell and you need a lesson in grammar...A brilliant start! Get real... And please at least try to be more positive. Having work published is a big achievement whether you like it or not.

It's called Dadism and I'd like to see you do something similar as you are obviously more experienced and older than a 6 year old. :wink: Admittedly, some of the world's best art (in my opinion) has been done by six-year-olds. People of this age have the intelligence to understand that art is a personal thing and they need to let it flow, as it should feel right. *cough* But yeah, I agree with TheLeader.

Things like this make me believe even more that the Bible shouldn't be taken literally, and they're just stories to live life by. I find it hard to believe that God thought some rather primitive people could even begin to build a tower to "heaven". We've currently have a space probe that isn't even in our galaxy anymore (if I remember right) and still no sign of heaven, so yea...Pretty good distance there. Nevermind the fact that God knows it's impossible not only because they couldn't build something THAT tall, but because he knew they couldn't breathe up there even if they could get up there...Remember, these people believed heaven was up in the sky, so they obviously thought it was possible. It's almost unfathomable that people can read these stories and not go "Oh, I see wha this story means...It's telling you not to be a *!", and instead go "Ohhh, this story is literal! It means God will become angry if you build a tower trying to get to heaven!" More than likely, this tower was actually built and fell the * over because they didn't know what they were doing. Perhaps some people working on it made mathematical errors (thus the "language change") and it just...tipped over. I'm not saying all the stories in the Bible are lies, afterall...Some of them could very well have happened, but they also have very easy, explainable, natural reasons of how they could have happened. Like the whole walls of Jerico or whatever that one story is (hell if I know)...The walls could have been knocked over by an Earth quake. People seem to forget that these were early people...They were, by our means, incredibley gullible and not very bright. 1. Are you saying that, by some religious, crazy 'miracle' everyone in the whole world originated speaking the same language? Sorry,, I just think that's crazy... 2. Our galaxy? In comparison to the size of the apparently 'limitless' universe, our galaxy is a tiny light on the eternal canvas of Space... And then if you take into account that there may be 'parralel' universes...well it's too much for my little mind to think about.

I'm kind of wondering the same thing.. If I were to put a lighter to my wall.. Well it would quickly turn black and shortly after I'd have to evacuate the house and call 911.. Lol YES. Unless I was like, mindlessly pulling off plaster/paint/wallpaper and holding them to the flame I have no idea what made you do it... :uhh:

To be honest (and sorry to sound very pessimistic here, but I would like to share my views without being flamed at for them) I wouldn't care either way whether The Scream was destroyed or returned in perfect condition. Art is art; and that means it is what it is. There is no point trying to change it unless it is straight from the heart. It must travel the roads of time without the crushes of society slowly, painfully destroying it... Sorry if that sounded weird, I just dunno how to put it...

Directly after a burn you should wrap a thin layer of cling-film around the inflamed area and submerge it in cold water for 3-20 minutes depending on the degree.

Yes, yes yes- definitely water. No cola, no fanta, no lemonade, no BEER, no bubbly or any kind, no milk, fruit juice or squash. But the two-litre-a-day thing- don't take it too seriously, it's crap. Have a good glass whenever you're thirsty or every four hours. Including water-in-food intake that's probably about 1.2 litres per day...but whatever you do don't try and get a certain amount, let it flow...Literally! I strongly suggest taking up Badminton. It's a brilliant sport, very easy to get good at, and it's an amazing energy-sink, and I can guarantee you come away feeling on top of the world. I play roughly two hours of badminton three times a week with my dad, and it's great fun...probably how I stay thin with everything I eat! Sorry to go on but I'm sure every leisure centre in the country has badminton courts. I used to think it was a little girl's game, but I got proved wrong. \ Edit; NO LUCOZADE!!!! No no no no no no no no...I know it says 'energy refueller' or something, and it means it...Like, 37 sugars in every 500ml bottle. Keep away... :uhh:

nah, he will probably do the little things for all the other girls.... good bye In other words- allowing your husband/boyfriend to go out with about 50 other women/girls and be treated with a fraction of the respect you deserve, or find someone else? :-k :-k :-k Hard choice...

Ok, that's not true. We learn a bunch of things in American schools, and one of those things is not to stereotype other countries. admit it, Zonorhc is right. Also, and American is the the last person who should be saying "dont stereotype" When i moved to the U.S from Estonia, I was amazed at how easy school is here. It would really suck for me if I had to move back for whatever reason, school is so much harder there :ohnoes: So who's the one stereotyping now...? *coughcoughcough*