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hey, i'm Em♥


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Hey, my name is Em and I am 10 years old. I was born on the 5th of February 2000, the year of the dragon-yay I can burn all you guyz! LOLZ! I am a proud aquarian! I ♥ Michael Jackson so much Rip MJ 1958-2009 :( I am love soccer soo much-it rocks and I ♥ the All Whites! My celeb crush is Tay Lautner! I love to sing and dance a lot! I have 2 cats Lola & Snickers they are tabby cats and I ♥ THEM!


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  1. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    August 7, 2010 5:56pm UTC
    Hello Witty ers!
    If you are on facebook please go on http://apps.facebook.com/interedbefeab/19/default.aspx
    It's an application I made and I really want to get it popular! Thanx!!
    xox :P

  2. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 30, 2010 4:15am UTC
    Hmm...... Google or Bing?
    I typed in Why is on both search engines. Here are what they said:
    Google: Why is my poop green
    Bing: Why is the sky blue?
    Google Wins!

  3. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 27, 2010 4:24am UTC
    click to see this quote

  4. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 20, 2010 4:23am UTC
    Wh en li fe gives you lemons. . . .
    You wait for it to give you sugar and water, otherwise you will have some nasty tasting lemonade.
    -Mine
    Please No Jocking!

  5. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 20, 2010 4:18am UTC
    Click the ♥ if you are reading this 'coz it's perty!

  6. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 12, 2010 4:22am UTC
    TYPE YOUR NAME
    Emilia
    TYPE IT WITH YOUR FEET
    emiloiioys
    UR ELBOW
    erm,ikl;ias
    with YOUR TOUNGUE
    d43emiz
    TYPE IT WITH YOUR CHIN
    edgvbhyhftgrv
    TYPE IT WITH YOUR FIST
    ewimilia
    P.S The Keyboard tasted gross!

  7. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2010 9:48pm UTC
    Hello!
    Click the ♥ if you were smart enough to highlight!
    LOL

  8. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2010 9:32pm UTC
    please read, it's so adorable.(=
    I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.
    The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
    The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'
    Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
    The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
    Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
    The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
    Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
    'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
    She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'
    I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
    But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now.
    I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'
    His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God.
    Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
    My heart nearly stopped.
    The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet.
    I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
    Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing.
    DRUNK DRIVING.
    He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'
    'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'
    Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
    I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check
    Again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
    'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.'
    I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it.
    There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
    The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'
    Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll,
    so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
    'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much.
    But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
    'My mommy loves white roses.'
    A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
    I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
    I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
    Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago,
    which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
    The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state.
    The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
    Was this the family of the little boy?
    Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
    I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
    She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
    I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.
    The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
    And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
    Now you have two choices ;
    1) Repost this message.
    2) Or Pretend It Never Tocuhed Your Heart.

  9. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2010 9:23pm UTC
    Cross out the things you've done.
    Graduated high school.
    Kissed someone.
    Smoked a cigarette.
    Got so drunk you passed out.
    Rode every ride at an amusment park
    Collected something really stupid.
    Gone to a rock concert.
    Helped someone.
    Gone fishing.
    Watched four movies in one night. -------> Does 5 count?
    Gone long periods of time with out sleep.
    Lied to someone.
    Snorted cocaine.
    Failed a class.
    Smoked weed.
    Dealt drugs.
    Been in a car accident.
    Been in a tornado.
    Done hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid).
    Watched someone die.
    Been to a funeral.
    Burned yourself.
    ran a marathon
    Cried yourself to sleep.
    Spent over $200 in one day.
    Flown on a plane.
    Cheated on someone.
    Been cheated on.
    Written a 10 page letter.
    Gone skiing
    Been sailing.
    Cut yourself on accident.
    ...on purpose
    Had a best friend.
    Lost someone you loved.
    Shoplifted something.
    Been to jail.
    Dangerously close to being in jail.
    Skipped school
    Had detention.
    Got in trouble for something you didn’t do.
    Stolen books from the library.
    Gone to a different country.
    Dropped out of school.
    Been in a mental hospital.
    Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.
    Had an online diary.
    Fired a gun.
    Had a yard sale.
    Had a lemonade stand.
    Actually made money at the lemonade stand.
    Been in a school play.
    Been fired from a job.
    Taken a lie detector test.
    Swam with dolphins.
    Gone to sea world.
    Voted for someone on a reality TV show.
    Written poetry.
    Read more than 20 books a year.
    Gone to Europe.
    Loved someone you shouldn’t have.
    Used a coloring book over age 12.
    Had surgery.
    Had stiches
    Taken a taxi.
    Seen the Washington Monument.
    Had more than 5 IM’s/online conversations going at once.
    Overdosed.
    Had a drug or alcohol problem.
    Been in a fist fight.
    Suffered any form of abuse.
    Gone surfing in California
    .Had a hamster.
    Pet a wild animal.
    Used a credit card.
    Did “spirit day” at school.
    Dyed your hair.
    Got a tattoo. Fake ;)
    Had something pierced.
    Got straight A’s.
    Been on the Honor Roll.
    Known someone with HIV or AIDS.

  10. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2010 9:13pm UTC
    Daddy, It hurts!
    OMG....Read this....It is so sad...I cryed...
    This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON'T PASS THIS ON YOU DON'T HAVE A SOUL!!!
    My name is Chris, I am three, My eyes are swollen..I cannot see.
    I must be stupid, I must be bad, What else could have made, My daddy so mad?
    I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy, Would still want to hug me.
    I can't do a wrong, I can't speak at all, Or else I'm locked up, All day long.
    When I'm awake, I'm all alone, The house is dark, My folks aren't home.
    When my mommy does come home, I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get, One whipping tonight.
    I just heard a car, My daddy is back, From Charlie's bar I hear him curse, My name is called, I press myself, Against the wall.
    I try to hide, From his evil eyes, I'm so afraid now, I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping, Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault, He suffers at work.
    He slaps and hits me, And yells at me more, I finally get free, And run to the door.
    He's already locked it, And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me, Against the hard wall.
    I fall to the floor, With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues, With more bad words spoken.
    'I'm sorry!', I scream, But it's now much to late, His face has been twisted, Into a unimaginable shape.
    The hurt and the pain, Again and again, O please God, have mercy! O please let it end!
    And he finally stops, And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless, Sprawled on the floor.
    My name is Chris, I am three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me.
    And you can help, Sickens me to the soul, If you read this, and don't pass it on.
    I pray for your forgiveness, You would have to be, One heartless person, Not to be affected, By this Poem.
    And because you ARE affected, Do something about it! So all I ask you to do, IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!
    Post this as 'Daddy ... it hurts' If you do not send this to everyone you know Then you obviously don't care about child abuse.

  11. VintageBabe876 VintageBabe876
    posted a quote
    July 10, 2010 9:08pm UTC
    On December 22nd 2012, I will not do my homework... My excuse will be:
    "I thought i'd be dead!"
    Not mine. I heard it somewhere so i don't know if it's on here or not
    : )

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