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jose00001

Latest Activity: Played Knightmare Tower (Jun 3, 2013 12:02pm)

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    Jan. 23, 2010
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you know, when I joined this site…I expected to find the games, beat them, and bask in the glory that is achievements…then things became interesting..after but a single sentence within DoS, I was brought here to home by slug67…ever since then…I have been mingling within home, as hope to enjoy the beauty that is people from the world..different areas, different culture, but all enjoying the society we have created. now on to my information

Name: Jose A. Rosales

current occupation: none. i’m on the computer, remember?

relationship: Alexandra Ruth Looney

languages: english..no spanish. i know my name is jose, stop being stereotypical.

location: Laporte County, Indiana

state of mind: thinking

blood type: no idea

zodiac: pisces

subjects: science, language
arts

religion: agnostic…ask if not sure

music: rock, metal, country, death metal, classical rock

likes: music, nature, video games, fire, comedy,more fire, statistics, wondering why people read my profile

dislikes: jersey shore, stereotypes, unillogical comments.

musicians/artists:: Bo Burnham, Jack Black, Stephen Lynch, Kyle Gass, Ron White, Gabriel Iglesius, ect

Least favorite words
1. bogus
2. haters
3. like
4. unfair
5. perfect
6.lawls
7.trolololol
8.legit

opinion of amnesia: i forgot

friends: heh. funny

birthdate: March, 3, 1997

Home room: Home. Floor # 8. Room # 567. pet: (kelina quote) puppy doggeh

xbox gamerscore:+12000

favorite animals: owls, flying fish, crocodiles,

phone: buy me one _

words that are unable to rhyme in the english language: purple, silver, orange, april

Favorite poem: Because i could not stop for death by Emily Dickinson.(memorized)
Poem itself:

Because I could not stop for Death,

He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.

Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.

Since then, tis centuries, yet each feels shorter than the day,
I first surmursed the horses
were towards eternity.

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