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Ladies and gentleman,welcome aboard goldenworld,fasten your seatbelts and make sure you don't fall off!!!!!!!
Hello there,i'm Jaimie but people called me Angel.Why is that,i don't know i'm certainly no angel.i'm an exotic islander with very dark brown eyes n ebony hair plus i'm 5 foot 5 and curvy in all the right places.I speak French and English and i like red,white and black colors.Red for passion,white for purity and black for revenge.You will always find a smile of my face- always laughing,and i enjoy good jokes.I also have a smile for everybody.I also adore shopping,poor dad!!!!!it's his money that i'm always spending,u can say that i am spoilt but not rotten.And you know what,when i love it's without limits and when i hate it's also without limits,i never forgive or forget.In my rule book there is only my rule and that is:RULES ARE MADE TO BE BROKEN AND PROMISES ARE MADE TO BE KEPT. |
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Greece,Italy and Spain
Greece is my of my dream that i hope will come true,i have never been there and it's not as if it's a rich country no it's not but i love it any way for its simplicity,for its habitant who are simple and hospitable but beware they do have a temper.I love its history "oh Athen how u with ur Gods make me dream".
Italy is another place where i woul love to b for Valentine's day,"what a wonderful way to spend valentine day in a 'GONDOLA" floating in the river of Venise
As for spain i don't know why i want to go there i know that i just want to,just to see those wonderful sights and also what a real 'CASTILLO' lookes like.
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Quotes of the week.
According to legend,there was a bird which sang only once in its entire life,more gracious than any other creature on this earth.Thae moment it left nest,it went in search of a tree with twigs covered with thorns and it found no peace until it found what it was looking for.Then while singing between the wild branches,it impaled itself on the longest,the sharpest of all the thorns.And,while dying,it rised above its agony in a song which outdid those of the lark and the nightingale.A song supreme in itself which life was the price.The whole world stopped to listen.and God in heaven smiled.For the best was achieved at the expences of a fiercer pain.......well that's what the legend says.
A bird with a heart pierced by a thorn follows one unalterable law;it doesn't know what urged it to impale itself on that thorn butit died while singing.The moment it felt the sharp piercing of the thorn in its chest,it didn't realise of its up coming death;it simply satified itself by singing again and again till it doesn't have any life left to emit another sound of music.But we,when we pierced our heart with thorns,we know it.We understand it.Nervertheless we do it,WE DO IT. |
What about visiting France.
FRance is like another world where everything is different,where you can do almost anything,of course within limits of the law.But for me it was an anchanted place specially Disneyland.Have you ever been there?Nooooooo then you have to rectify that error very soon for it's one of the most beautiful place i know it will leave you speechless even you adults will not be left out of the magic of Disneyland.
godengirl@starplace.com
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So do you want to know more about me?Yessss then check next page;Ladies and gentleman have a wonderful flight in my world.If the ride get tough hold on to your seat.Enjoy your evening and any question you may have e-mail me.BYE BYE.
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Originating from the book 'the thorn birds'.these words have been translated from french to english.They are dedicated to my late mother,Cathy.
The first picture was taken on my birthday,i was on holiday in France and that picture was taken in my bedroom in Paris.
The second picture was also taken in my bedroom in paris.
IF you want to send me an e-mail it's at goldengirl@starplace.com |
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