WAs 9-11 a real terrorist attack or did the United States of America had to do anything with it Tell me waht u think i have been doing a reserch and it seems pretty clear that it was all planned somehow.
On March 1, 2008 at around 2:30am in Brunswick, Ga., I was physically attacked by a black man inside a club on Albany Street called the Double Eagle. I am a white female, weighing 128lbs and i am 5'5". I had never been in this club before and was at this club at this paticular time on this paticular night only because i was a ride along partner for my white female neighbor who claims she frequents this paticular club on weekends. At the time i got punched in the face by this cowardly loser, i was on my way into the bathroom. I accidently bumped into this black guy and he pushed me and we argued and the next thing i knew, i was holding my nose and was covered in my own blood. He ended up breaking my nose. The shock of it hit me harder than the blow did but the most shocking event of all was the fact that two city officers, one black male and one white female were called to the scene and as soon as they showed up, the club decideds to close down for the night and these two officers allowed everyone inside the club to leave! Yes, you read right, they allowed everyone inside the club to leave BEFORE allowing me to identify the coward that broke my nose and blacked my eyes. My rights were taken away at this point. What kind of justice is that when the police officers in the city that I live in allow an assault to take place without trying to find out who is responsible for that attack?? Well, i guess thats just brunswick, ga for ya. May God above bring on justice seeing how the batch wearing men and women of Brunswick, Ga. who are supposed to stand for justice wont!!! No wonder the police department gets no respect around here..........they dont DEMAND IT!!!!!!!!
I work as a contractor to the Gov't. They hire me to do network configurations on various projects. Some are no big deal and some require a high level clearance. I worked on a project in S. Arizona in Nov. of 2005. I really don't even know what the test was for, all I know is that I was there to support the network infrastructure of a HUMVEE based mobil NOC (Network operation Center). I was in the HUMVEE with 4 other people. We all had different responsibilities and I'm not sure if more than 1 of us really knew what we were working on. We drove out into the desert near Ft. H. about 20 miles from anywhere. We setup our equipment and made sure each piece was operational. That's when this goes into the wierd zone. From the southwest we saw a very bright light coming towards the vehicle. I didn't see it until it was right on top of us. There was no noise or heat from it and it just sat over the vehicle, probably about 800-1000ft up. It was so bright you couldn't really look directly at it. We tried the radio, but they were DOA. None of us had cell phones because we were not able to have a camera with us, and they all seem to have one now. A few minutes after it got there, the thing left. The bad news is the truck didn't work even after it left. Didn't even turn over. So two of us voluntered to walk back to the base and get help. I stayed with the vehicle with 2 others. We waited until morning and finally another HUMVEE came along and we were picked up. We asked about the others and they said they never reported in and that's why thy sent out someone. We were brought back and seperated from each other and debriefed. They let us out a week later after signing all kinds of forms about non-disclosure and a bunch of security reminders. We done know what happened to the other 2, but they never showed up. I don't think they got lost as the road was pretty clear and it wasn't very dark. I would like to know what happened, but I can't ask any questions. I'm just supposed to forget it. I can't
I have this huge confession that no one knows. Here it is... I'm married, have a daughter. Yet i still can't get this guy i met ,like years ago out of my head. So i find him on myspace, and contacted him. I have fantasies about the times we did have sex and think he is the one i was suppose to spend the rest of my life with, but i never had the guts to tell him, when i had the chance. I have feelings for him i don't have about my husband. I picture him having sex with me all the time. He is the most gorgeous guy i have ever met. So I let him know how I have felt for the past 11 years. Now i feel like a complete dumb *** and embarrassed about the whole thing. The scary thing is... if he would by some chance ask me to leave my husband for him i would. Ridiculous huh, and my husband is not perfect, but he is a good person. I think i am a horrible person, but how can i help how my heart feels about someone else.
For the last year and a half , i have been sleeping with a married man. what makes it so bad is that him and his wife comes to my house everyday. we have little parties to our house like every night and he's a friend of my step fathers so he comes along with his wife. he gave me signs across the room with his tongue and i feel for him, so he asked to see my phone and he sneaked my number in his phone real slick and we both have nextel phones, so while their in the livin room, he'll call me while im in my room, and tell me to go out the door and walk down the road, ill go out and hell leave 10 minutes behind me and pick me up, and we go make love, and im scared because i think that my feelings have got to caught up over him, i know it sounds bad but i love him. His wife has NO idea, and i want to keep it that way. So, he is in jail now, and he put me on his visiting list and told me her work schedule so i wouldnt bump into her, i put money in his canteen, accepted his phone calls and sometimes called his wife on three way for him,he tells me he loves me and everthing and im starting to believe it, cause i really do love that man, he treats me so good and he shows me that he cares, its not like we creepin everywhere, we actually go and do thing together like a couple and thats why im kinda surprised that his wife doesnt know, not saying thta i want her to, but that is my confessions, i told no one but you and thatas the way its going to stay
I just had a really great night. I got off of work and I noticed I had a call from a guy. This guy and I are in a weird stage of a relationship. We kiss and have fun together, but we're still playing the game. You know the game, I know you do. The one where you don't call for a few days, see if they call first. They don't and you wonder what's up, if they stopped liking you. That game.
Anyways. So he called, and I went over (mind you, it's already 2am). He drank a few beers and I had a few glasses of wine, and just talked about random things for a while. We stood outside and made fun of the bats flying around in random circles. Just silly, goofy things.
Soon we realized the sun was about to rise. We drove to the ocean and snuck into some closed yacht club. I suggested climbing onto the roof, so we did. We had the bay in front of us, Boston to our left, and the sun on our right. It was so beautiful, so serene, so tranquil. The moment was just so... perfect. The water was calm, the city was quiet. Just the two of us on a roof, gazing at the ocean, with the pinkish orange sun climbing over the treetops.
He made me feel cute. I was wearing a sweatshirt and I had my hood on at one point, and in that moment, I felt like the girliest, giddiest I have felt in such a long time. I could have just melted into his lips. I couldn't stop smiling. We kissed and it was perfect. I couldn't stop smiling as we kissed. I couldn't stop smiling on the entire drive home. I couln't stop smiling everytime I thought of those wee hours of the morning at work the next day. Even right now, I'm smiling. He made me really happy. And he didn't even do anything.
The next day I decided it was official, that I really like this guy. That maybe we should stop putting off the phone calls and playing hard to get, and I should just say, "Hey, I had a really great time with you the other night. I really like you, you're one hell of a cool guy."
But then he didn't call. For some reason I'm just not too worried about how this just might turn out. Back to the game it is.
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