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als hij wil meepraten moet hij maar hier zijnquote:Op woensdag 27 augustus 2014 09:58 schreef 2NutZ het volgende:
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We mogen niet te veel 1 op 1 hier praten trouwens, dat vind voederbietel niet leuk.
Reaching out to embrace the random. reaching out to embrace what ever may come.
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Sowieso zeiken over een SC dat het saai is maar zelf niets toevoegenquote:
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als hij wil meepraten moet hij maar hier zijn
* Je mag wel een iets normalere toon aanslaan. Realiseer je goed dat dit slechts jouw mening is.
Interesseert me geen biet.quote:
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We mogen niet te veel 1 op 1 hier praten trouwens, dat vind voederbietel niet leuk.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Dat doen er wel meer hier.quote:
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Sowieso zeiken over een SC dat het saai is maar zelf niets toevoegen
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Ha ha ik snap 'm voederbietel en biet.quote:
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Interesseert me geen biet.
Goed zo.quote:Op woensdag 27 augustus 2014 10:03 schreef Modus het volgende:
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Ha ha ik snap 'm voederbietel en biet.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
nee, echt?
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Dat doen er wel meer hier.
Reaching out to embrace the random. reaching out to embrace what ever may come.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
wat een vervelende mensenquote:
Reaching out to embrace the random. reaching out to embrace what ever may come.
Ja, jammer. Doe dan een poging...quote:
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Dat doen er wel meer hier.
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Interesseert me geen biet.
* Je mag wel een iets normalere toon aanslaan. Realiseer je goed dat dit slechts jouw mening is.
Ja, ms moet je weer eens wat vaker eenquote:
Bietje soai hier wel tegenwoordig aha ahahahh ha
posten. Die zie je ook steeds minder van jou. Wel consequent blijven pls.
* Je mag wel een iets normalere toon aanslaan. Realiseer je goed dat dit slechts jouw mening is.
You learn pretty quick to not judge fish for their tree climbing ability, ya know?
I thought this was the rule when I was teaching until I met Kevin. Kevin isn't his real name, but it doesn't matter because he can't spell it anyway. Kevin was a student of mine during my last year of teaching.
•Kevin frequently forgot when/where class was. On more than one occasion, I had to retrieve him from other classrooms.
•Kevin ate an entire 24 pack of crayons, puked, and then did it again the next day. This is 9th grade. I have no idea where he got crayons.
•Kevin's dad wrote tuition checks and mailed them to me...his English teacher. This was a public school. When I gave it back to Kevin, voided, to give to his dad with a brief note explaining that this is a public school, Kevin got in trouble for trying to spend it at 711 after school.
•Kevin was removed from the culinary arts program after leaving a cutting board on the gas stove and starting a fire....twice
•Kevin threw his lunch at the School Resource Officer and tried to run away. He ran into a door and insisted it wasn't him.
•Kevin stole my phone during class. I called it. It rang. He denied that it was ringing. (Not that it wasn't his, not that he did it.....no, he denied that the phone was actually ringing). He tried it three times before the end of the year.
•Kevin called the basketball coach a "Motherfucking Bitch" during gym. Basketball tryouts were that afternoon. Kevin tried out. It didn't go well.
•Kevin's mom could never remember which school he went to. She missed several meetings because she drove to other schools (none of which he ever went to)
•Kevin tazed himself in the neck before a football game
•Kevin kept a bottle of orange koolaide in his backpack for about 4 months. He thought it would turn into alcohol. He drank it during homeroom and threw up.
•Kevin say the N-word a lot. Kevin was white. The highschool was 84% black. Kevin got beat up a lot.
•Kevin stole another student's Iphone....and tried to sell it back to them.
•Kevin didn't understand that his grade was dependent on tests, quizzes, homework, classwork, and participation. Kevin finished his first semester with a 3% average. He tried to bribe me with $11.
•Kevin spit on a girl and said "You should get out of those wet clothes". The girl was the Spanish Student Teacher.
•Kevin didn't know dogs and cats were different animals.
•Kevin tried to download porn onto a computer in the library.....at the circulation desk....while he was logged on.
•Kevin asked a girl to prom (he was in 9th grade and freshmen don't go to prom) by asking for her phone number and then texting her his address
•Kevin got gum in his hair, constantly.
•Kevin regularly tried to cheat on assignments by knocking the pile over, grabbing one before I had picked them all up, and then writing it name on it wherever there was room.
•Kevin had several allergies, but neither his parents nor he could remember what they were. They were very concerned that "the holiday party" (it's high school, we don't have those) would have peanuts. When they finally got a doctor's note....he was allergic to amoxicillin
•Kevin and his parents took a trip to Nassau (how the fuck did they even get airline tickets?) and forgot all their luggage at home. I didn't believe him when he told me until I talked to him mom, who told me 1st thing when I saw her at the bi-weekly meeting.
•Kevin's grandfather apparently died in a chainsaw accident. I can only assume God was looking the other way that day.
I thought this was the rule when I was teaching until I met Kevin. Kevin isn't his real name, but it doesn't matter because he can't spell it anyway. Kevin was a student of mine during my last year of teaching.
•Kevin frequently forgot when/where class was. On more than one occasion, I had to retrieve him from other classrooms.
•Kevin ate an entire 24 pack of crayons, puked, and then did it again the next day. This is 9th grade. I have no idea where he got crayons.
•Kevin's dad wrote tuition checks and mailed them to me...his English teacher. This was a public school. When I gave it back to Kevin, voided, to give to his dad with a brief note explaining that this is a public school, Kevin got in trouble for trying to spend it at 711 after school.
•Kevin was removed from the culinary arts program after leaving a cutting board on the gas stove and starting a fire....twice
•Kevin threw his lunch at the School Resource Officer and tried to run away. He ran into a door and insisted it wasn't him.
•Kevin stole my phone during class. I called it. It rang. He denied that it was ringing. (Not that it wasn't his, not that he did it.....no, he denied that the phone was actually ringing). He tried it three times before the end of the year.
•Kevin called the basketball coach a "Motherfucking Bitch" during gym. Basketball tryouts were that afternoon. Kevin tried out. It didn't go well.
•Kevin's mom could never remember which school he went to. She missed several meetings because she drove to other schools (none of which he ever went to)
•Kevin tazed himself in the neck before a football game
•Kevin kept a bottle of orange koolaide in his backpack for about 4 months. He thought it would turn into alcohol. He drank it during homeroom and threw up.
•Kevin say the N-word a lot. Kevin was white. The highschool was 84% black. Kevin got beat up a lot.
•Kevin stole another student's Iphone....and tried to sell it back to them.
•Kevin didn't understand that his grade was dependent on tests, quizzes, homework, classwork, and participation. Kevin finished his first semester with a 3% average. He tried to bribe me with $11.
•Kevin spit on a girl and said "You should get out of those wet clothes". The girl was the Spanish Student Teacher.
•Kevin didn't know dogs and cats were different animals.
•Kevin tried to download porn onto a computer in the library.....at the circulation desk....while he was logged on.
•Kevin asked a girl to prom (he was in 9th grade and freshmen don't go to prom) by asking for her phone number and then texting her his address
•Kevin got gum in his hair, constantly.
•Kevin regularly tried to cheat on assignments by knocking the pile over, grabbing one before I had picked them all up, and then writing it name on it wherever there was room.
•Kevin had several allergies, but neither his parents nor he could remember what they were. They were very concerned that "the holiday party" (it's high school, we don't have those) would have peanuts. When they finally got a doctor's note....he was allergic to amoxicillin
•Kevin and his parents took a trip to Nassau (how the fuck did they even get airline tickets?) and forgot all their luggage at home. I didn't believe him when he told me until I talked to him mom, who told me 1st thing when I saw her at the bi-weekly meeting.
•Kevin's grandfather apparently died in a chainsaw accident. I can only assume God was looking the other way that day.
* Je mag wel een iets normalere toon aanslaan. Realiseer je goed dat dit slechts jouw mening is.
Djmooooo
Worrying won't keep the bad stuff from happening, it just prevents you from enjoying the good.
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Ja, ms moet je weer eens wat vaker een
Wel consequent blijven pls.
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De huistelefoon is hier al dagen niet overgegaan, ik geloof dat de stekker er niet goed in zit.
Oh well.. lekker rustig zo
Oh well.. lekker rustig zo
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Volgens mij wordt je gewoon nooit gebeld xD hashahaquote:
De huistelefoon is hier al dagen niet overgegaan, ik geloof dat de stekker er niet goed in zit.
Oh well.. lekker rustig zo
En altijd het laatste woord.
Op de huistelefoon zelden.quote:
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Volgens mij wordt je gewoon nooit gebeld xD hashaha
Mijn plokkie staat roodgloeiend hahahahaxddddd
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Terechtttt ouwe whatsappurd!quote:
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Op de huistelefoon zelden.
Mijn plokkie staat roodgloeiend hahahahaxddddd
En altijd het laatste woord.
Heb je ook meegedaan aan de IS carnavalsoptocht?quote:
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Terechtttt ouwe whatsappurd!
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Neequote:
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Heb je ook meegedaan aan de IS carnavalsoptocht?
jij?
En altijd het laatste woord.
Tuurlijk.quote:
Vooraan.
Inclusief baard.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Ik zag net op het nieuws beelden uit Caïro waar duizenden mensen de straat op gaan en ze gingen zingen over vrede. Lieten ze alle kinderen de automatische geweren vasthoudenquote:
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Tuurlijk.
Vooraan.
Inclusief baard.
En altijd het laatste woord.
Ik voer een chatgesprek met mijn zorgverzekeringquote:
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Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Fuck logic.quote:
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Ik zag net op het nieuws beelden uit Caïro waar duizenden mensen de straat op gaan en ze gingen zingen over vrede. Lieten ze alle kinderen de automatische geweren vasthouden
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Ja, leuk voor op FB, Pinerest en Instagram.quote:Op woensdag 27 augustus 2014 11:00 schreef BlauweTijger het volgende:
En er dan ook foto's van maken he
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
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Spreek een bericht in na de wiep haa ahaha ahaha.
* Je mag wel een iets normalere toon aanslaan. Realiseer je goed dat dit slechts jouw mening is.
* knijpt in caviaquote:
Spreek een bericht in na de wiep haa ahaha ahaha.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Bestialiteit ?quote:
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Wat bedoel je met cavia?quote:
* Je mag wel een iets normalere toon aanslaan. Realiseer je goed dat dit slechts jouw mening is.
Jij hebt geen caviaquote:
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Ja he.. als ik de ruimte had, was ik nu al in het bezit van een grote roedel herdershonden, husky's, Alaska Malamutes en Saarloos Wolfshonden.quote:
Die Yorkshire terriers, jack russels en chinese naakthonden als ontbijt eten.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
Ik hoorde het niet, want je typt.quote:
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
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Ja he.. als ik de ruimte had, was ik nu al in het bezit van een grote roedel herdershonden, husky's, Alaska Malamutes en Saarloos Wolfshonden.
quote:Die Yorkshire terriers, jack russels en chinese naakthonden als ontbijt eten.
En altijd het laatste woord.
Inb4 of cavia's als snack.
Blood runs through your veins, that's where our similarity ends.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
In the end all you can hope for. Is the love you felt to equal the pain you've gone through.
