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  • Noizy Tribe
    Move (Initia D: 4th Stage)

    Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
    Now listen ya'll, what you waitin' for is the Noizy Tribe
    We're back!

    furi hodo kitakute hazusu mune SEEFUTII*
    yureru omoi wo tsukamaete sou KISS wo shite
    sou itsumo PURESSHAA gyuugyuu ni yurareta densha
    yo don da me shita hitoGOMI kara miterozette hitotsuka hora denkousekka
    tobidashi ano CHOKKAAFURAGGU te ni ireru sou shinjite
    dakitai yume ga mieru deshou kono ude ni kanjitai YOUR SOUL
    This moment I can feel senchou wo shiru kono mama ikuzei I'm the Noizy Tribe

    Come with me, come and cry with me
    Got to be, got to be, now you got to be free (Yeah!)
    Noizy Tribe, you're my noizy tribe
    You can feel, you can feel, you can feel in my love (C'mon)
    Come with me, come and cry with me
    Got to be, got to be, now you got to be free (Yeah!)
    Noizy Tribe, you're my noizy tribe
    You can break, you can break, you can break 'cos you're Noizy Tribe

    Boom! Noizy tribe ni OMAKASE karadajyuu ADORENARIN sawagase
    maigakuze genba nodo mannaka de utsukushisa no kyuukyokukei Noizy Tribe

    Bring the beat back, ride on ride on

    JIRIJIRI machi ni fuita sunamajiri kaze kajikanda te ni girishime hagishiri
    donna jyoukyou demo e KO ma nee itsumo HAKKIRI to miete ita saishukei
    akiru hodo ni hibikasete ANATA dake ni yadoru RIFUREIN
    I feel this everyday zutto agemite BURE nai shisen 'cos I'm Noizy Tribe

    Come with me, come and cry with me
    Got to be, got to be, now you got to be free (Yeah!)
    Noizy Tribe, you're my noizy tribe
    You can feel, you can feel, you can feel in my love (C'mon)
    Come with me, come and cry with me
    Got to be, got to be, now you got to be free (Yeah!)
    Noizy Tribe, you're my noizy tribe
    You can break, you can break, you can break 'cos you're Noizy Tribe

    OK OK OK omakase abarenboutachi no WANDAARANDO hachikiresou
    sorezore no netsu hissage atsmarou NOIZU no naka tsutaeau omoi wa PURESHASU SOURU
    Hey! This moment I can feel zenchou dourai wo shiru kono mama ikuzei I'm the Noizy Tribe

    Come with me, come and cry with me
    Got to be, got to be, now you got to be free (Yeah!)
    Noizy Tribe, you're my noizy tribe
    You can feel, you can feel, you can feel in my love (C'mon)
    Come with me, come and cry with me
    Got to be, got to be, now you got to be free (Yeah!)
    Noizy Tribe, you're my noizy tribe
    You can break, you can break, you can break 'cos you're Noizy Tribe

    Here come the Noizy Tribe, we're back
    Wicked

    Contributed by Yui Miyamoto <reiakane_enju@yahoo.com>

    http://www.geocities.com/suna_no_oukan

  • I'm a Talent!


    You're a risk-taker, and you follow your passions. You're determined to take on the world and succeed on your own terms. Whether in the arts, science, engineering, business, or politics, you fearlessly express your own vision of the world. You're not afraid of a fight, and you're not afraid to bet your future on your own abilities. If you find a job boring or stifling, you're already preparing your resume. You believe in doing what you love, and you're not willing to settle for an ordinary life.


    Talent: 62%
    Lifer: 36%
    Mandarin: 33%

    Take the Talent, Lifer, or Mandarin quiz.

  • I'm really starting to feel it

    I was looking at a set of competencies for trainers/instructors, instructional designers and training manages and the more I look at that the more I realize that I'm getting really, really, really rusty professionally and t hat's dangerous, particularly in light of the kind of jobs that I'm looking for and the direction I want to take my career to.

    It didn't help that I had another one of those "rather than do what you like to do, do what you're told" moments today...

  • You get what you give
    New Radicals (Maybe you've been brainwashed too)

    Wake up kids
    We've got the dreamers disease
    Age 14 we got you down on your knees
    So polite, you're busy still saying please
    Fri-enemies, who when you're down ain't your friend
    Every night we smash their Mercedes-Benz
    First we run and then we laugh till we cry
    But when the night is falling
    and you cannot find the light
    If you feel your dream is dying
    Hold tight
    You've got the music in you
    Don't let go
    You've got the music in you
    One dance left
    This world is gonna pull through
    Don't give up
    You've got a reason to live
    Can't forget we only get what we give
    Four a.m. we ran a miracle mile
    were flat broke but hey we do it in style
    The bad rich
    God's flying in for your trial

    [chorus]

    This whole damn world can fall apart
    You'll be ok follow your heart
    You're in harms way
    I'm right behind
    Now say you're mine

    [chorus]

    Fly high
    What's real can't die
    You only get what you give
    Just don't be afraid to leave
    Health insurance rip off lying FDA big bankers buying
    Fake computer crashes dining
    Cloning while they're multiplying
    Fashion mag shoots
    with the aid of 8 dust brothers Beck, Hanson
    Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson
    You're all fakes
    Run to your mansions
    Come around
    We'll kick your ass in!
    Don't let go
    One dance left





  • Your Type is
    INFP














    IntrovertedIntuitiveFeelingPerceiving
    Strength of the preferences %
    67385011

    INFP type description by D.Keirsey
    INFP type description by J. Butt



    Qualitative analysis of your type formula

     You are:

    • distinctively expressed introvert
    • moderately expressed intuitive personality
    • moderately expressed feeling personality
    • slightly expressed perceiving personality

  • Holding my breath

    Passed the initial screewning for the job at San Jose, more news as they happen.

  • I Do
    Yoko Kanno (Ghost in the Shell Stand Alone Complex OST 2)


    nell'illusione ho creduto alla mia forza inesorabile
    e inevitabilmente sono diventata debole
    ora sento gli eventi si transformano e so già
    di emozioni che aprono ricordi lontani

    nell'anima ritrovo la speranza che nel corpo stanco ormai
    ha smesso di vibrare come un fuoco spento dal mio pianto
    tra le mani un filo d'acqua porterò con me e
    nel deserto un filo d'erba sopravviverà

    i do, i do emergere dal fondo per lottare e poi
    salire in alto più che mai
    i do, i do guardare nel futuro e sorridere
    senza temere nulla più

    in un instante nuove aspirazioni anche se davanti a me
    si apre uno scenario di conquiste e smarrimenti,
    nel silenzio, riflessi de epoche lasciate via
    respirando ne avverto il moto circolare e poi...

    il tempo si è fermato per tracciare nuovi confini, ed io
    mi spingerò lontano raccogliendo le mie forze nel vento
    tra le mani riflessi di epoche lasciate via
    camminando ritrovo le tracce indelebili

    i do, i do gridare contro gli occhi spenti e gelidi
    per essere sempre di più
    i do, i do oltrepassare mondi inespugnabili
    senza temere nulla più...
    i do, i do emeregere dal fondo per lottare e poi
    salire in alto più che mai
    i do, i do guardare nel futuro e sorridere
    con una nuova identità
    fino a quando il sole sorgerà............ 

  • Interesting article

    Whatever Happened to Grace in Sports?

    (Note: The following article was written by Mitch Albom, a sports columnist
    for the Detroit Free Press.)

    As the year fades to dust, we mourn an old friend in sports. His name was Grace. He passed away in 1994.

    Cause of death was neglect. They found him wrapped in a blanket, frozen and forgotten, in an alley behind a TV studio. He left no survivors.

    You may recall Grace from your youth--if you're old enough. He played for many teams. Many sports. Once upon a time, when his legs were strong, he was welcome on any playing field in America.

    He was best know for tipping his cap in the baseball stadium, or speaking humbly with reporters in small towns. You saw him respecting a referee's decision in tennis, or handing the ball to the ref after a touchdown.

    He could dunk a basketball--but gently, without yelling obscenities. He could grind for a hockey puck--but never pushed the stick into an opponent's throat.

    He even boxed a little, and after victories, he was humble. "I'm lucky tonight," he would say. "That man is a fine fighter."

    This was long ago, before commercial endorsements, before ESPN highlights, before players practiced dance steps in front of a locker room mirror.

    Grace was a hero then. He never made a lot of money. In fact, he never took a paycheck for anything he did.

    He died penniless.

    People laughed at his "lack of marketing."

    Sports as a vehicle

    These are the same people who see sports as a starmaking machine: shoe company agents, TV networks, media "pals."

    The same people who bring you a new CD this Christmas, featuring rap songs by NBA players. One is called "Livin' Legal and Large" by Seattle's Gary Payton: "I'm just a superstar, rolling down the boulevard in my $50,000 car."

    It doesn't matter that most of America doesn't know who Payton is--or that he's never won an NBA title, or that, as a point guard, he ranked 17th in assists last season. The NBA is about `tude. Payton has `tude.

    He didn't even know what it meant.

    Grace knew how to lose. He never would hire a hit man to whack an opponent, and he didn't blame reporters when he made a mistake. He wouldn't throw firecrackers at fans, like Vince Coleman, or desert his team to be with Madonna, like Dennis Rodman.

    Remember Joe Louis, when he said, "Every man's got to get beat sometime?"

    Grace taught him that.

    He knew how to lose.

    More importantly, he knew how to win. He knew that for every great play he made, many others were trying to do the same. He refused to rub their noses in his success. When he made an interception, he did not wiggle down the sideline, laughing at the opposing team, the way Deion Sanders does today.

    And when he hit home runs, he did not flip the finger to opposing dugouts, as Ken Griffey, Jr. did last season.

    The screamers take over

    Throughout his sports career, Grace never wore his name on his uniform. He never held out of camp, or demanded that a contract be renegotiated. "A deal's a deal," he once said.

    Later, when Grace retired from active sports, he coached. For a while, he worked with men like UCLA's John Wooden. Men who taught. Men who kept things in perspective.

    But soon, Grace was driven out of coaching. He was squashed by obnoxious types like Buddy Ryan and greedy types like Rollie Massimino, who made a dirty deal with a university, then demanded they pay him off.

    In the twilight of his career, Grace tried broadcasting. An understated voice, never intruding. Men like Ernie Harwell and Vin Scully shared the booth with Grace.

    But soon, he went out of fashion, tossed aside for screamers like Dick Vitale, Chris Berman and John Madden. Grace never understood them. Never understood becoming bigger than the game itself "They sure are loud," he would say, trying to be kind.

    After that, Grace disappeared. No one seems to know exactly when, but those who loved him felt his absence like a cold wind.

    Now he is gone.

    Reaction to his death was mild. Only a few of today's athletes--Joe Dumars, Stefan Edberg, Bany Sanders--seemed to care about his tradition. Others were busy pulling off their helmets and pointing at TV cameras.

    And so this is it, the obituary, the death of Grace. His last request concerned his funeral. For all he had done, he wanted only this: "Something small, something quiet, something dignified."

    Hmmm. Does anyone know how to do that anymore?

  • SEATTLE POST-INTELLIGENCER
    http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/national/1103AP_Spain_ETA_Victims.html


    Thursday, March 23, 2006 · Last updated 8:40 a.m. PT


    Family members of ETA's victims hopeful


    By MAR ROMAN
    ASSOCIATED PRESS WRITER









      photo
      A woman picks up a copy of the free newspaper "Que" in Valencia, Spain, Thursday, March 23, 2006, with the headline reading "I hope to God they leave us alone". Basque separatist group ETA on Thursday issued a second statement, reaffirming the group's willingness to lay down arms. The statement, sent to radical Basque daily Gara, said that the cease-fire would begin at midnight Thursday (2300 GMT). On Wednesday, ETA announced a permanent cease-fire, spurring hopes of an end to nearly four decades of violence that claimed more than 800 lives. (AP Photo/Bernat Armangue)

    SAN SEBASTIAN, Spain -- When Katy Moreno heard the armed Basque group ETA had declared a permanent cease-fire, her thoughts rushed back to the day more than 11 years ago when gunmen ambushed her husband outside the couple's home - killing him with two bullets to the head.


    "The first thing I thought of was my husband," Moreno, 43, said in an interview in this seaside resort in the north of Basque Country. "What a pity that this didn't happen when he was alive. But I also feel happy ... Hope is the only thing that I have left."


    Moreno's husband, Alfonso Morcillo, was police chief in San Sebastian, 25 kilometers (15 miles) from the French border, when ETA targeted him on December 15, 1994. He is one of more than 800 people killed by the group since it began setting off bombs and assassinating people in the late 1960s.


    Groups representing the relatives of many of those victims have been outspoken in rejecting negotiations with ETA, just last month rallying hundreds of thousands to demand the militants' unconditional surrender.


    Javier Urquizu, head of Covite, a Basque terrorism victims' organization, said he was "happy with the news" of the cease-fire Wednesday, but added: "Justice cannot and must not be stopped."


    Moreno also said she has "bittersweet feelings." Her life was a hazy horror in the year following her husband's death, and the suffering has never stopped. She has not remarried, devoting her life to keeping his memory alive.


    The three men who allegedly killed him are now all in Spanish jails, and a trial is set for later this year. Moreno said that she would vehemently oppose any deal that led to an amnesty for them or any other jailed ETA militants.


    "I haven't been fighting for 11 years to see politicians release the killers of my husband," she said.


    Moreno has generated a lot of support in her quest.


    She said she was in a library and had her cell-phone off on Wednesday when the group announced its cease-fire, and when she came out she had more than 20 missed phone calls.


    "I thought there must have been an ETA attack," she said.


    Joseba Arregui, a political analyst and former member of the Basque regional government, said Spain must be careful not to forget the rights of victims like Moreno when and if it does start peace negotiations with ETA.


    "The victims need to see that ETA is not going to win politically. In future negotiations, ETA's political goals - self-determination and an independent Basque homeland - can never be granted," he said. "There needs to be this sort of political guarantee to the victims. That is very important."


    Victims aren't the only ones who reacted cautiously to the cease-fire.


    Family members of the hundreds of jailed ETA prisoners said they hoped and expected that their loved ones would soon be freed.


    Ione Artola, whose brother is 20 years into a 25-year jail sentence for ETA activity, and whose son is behind bars for allegedly belonging to a violent ETA youth group, termed their detentions "political."


    "Our relatives should be freed because they have an active role to play for peace. They have a right to be part of the peace process," she said, adding that "there has been suffering on both sides in this conflict."


    Those sentiments are not likely to receive much sympathy from victims, who say ETA must never be rewarded for its campaign of terror.


    Ana Embid, 26, whose father and another policeman were killed in an ETA car bombing in May 2003 - becoming the group's last victims - said she had "a lot of skepticism" about ETA's motives in announcing the cease-fire.


    "We have to wait to see what happens," she said. "I hope my father will really be the last one."


  • Tuesday, March 14, 2006 - 12:00 AM

    Blogger's how-to for abortions stirs debate


    By DRU SEFTON
    Newhouse News Service


    A feminist blogger has posted explicit directions online for a surgical abortion, in reaction to the new South Dakota law all but banning the procedure.


    Her action troubles activists on both sides of the issue: Is it a harbinger of a return to the era of secret, illegal abortions?


    At her "Molly Saves the Day" Web log, the 21-year-old Florida resident uses the pseudonym Molly Blythe. Given the volatility of the abortion debate, she requested that her real name and city of residence not be used in this story.


    In an interview, the blogger said South Dakota's ban on abortion — even in cases of rape and incest — prompted her post, "For the Women of South Dakota: An Abortion Manual." The blogger, who has no medical background, said she has been compiling instructions for several years.


    She posted directions for a dilation and curettage — or D and C — abortion, and plans to post online the steps for a vacuum-aspiration abortion.


    "If anyone has a problem with this and they don't think non-doctors should perform medical procedures, there's a simple way to guarantee that won't happen: Make sure Roe v. Wade is not overturned," she said, referring to the 1973 Supreme Court decision legalizing abortion nationwide.


    The blogger — whose home page describes "Molly Saves the Day" as "feminist issues, liberal talk and news analysis from a former journalist turned phone sex operator" — said she has received nearly 700 e-mails since the Feb. 23 posting, "a lot from people who say I'm going to hell and they'd do their best to put me there." Others thank her.


    Her posting troubles anti-abortion and abortion-rights activists alike.


    Olivia Gans, an abortion opponent who now regrets her own 1981 abortion, said she finds it "terrifying that anyone could advocate creating a subculture in which this dangerous, potentially deadly practice would be performed."


    Gans, director of American Victims of Abortion, an outreach program of the National Right to Life Committee, added that such "scare tactics" are used by "pro-abortion groups whose agenda is more important than women's lives."


    Vicki Saporta, who heads the National Abortion Federation, an industry group for practitioners, said: "Women want to be treated by a medical professional, not by a friend. I don't see Roe falling. And if it were to fall, there'd be enough states where abortion was still legal that women could get on a bus."


    The blogger disagrees.


    "Worst-case scenario: A woman needs an abortion but doesn't have a job, or one that lets her leave the state," she said.


    She said she began to worry when President Bush made two appointments to the Supreme Court, presumably tilting it further right.


    "I'm not advocating back-alley abortions," she said. "But we need to make this information available. I firmly believe that abortion is something that can be done by someone who is not an M.D."


    For years, it was. Before 1973, abortion was largely illegal, but hardly rare.


    "Every town in America had someone who did these things," said Rickie Solinger of New Paltz, N.Y., author of several books on abortion history.


    In "The Abortionist: A Woman Against the Law," Solinger profiled Ruth Barnett of Portland, who performed about 40,000 abortions from 1918-68. "Everyone knew where her office was," Solinger said.


    Before Roe, rural women especially faced difficulties of access, said David Cline, a Durham, N.C., historian and author of the new book "Creating Choice: A Community Responds to the Need for Abortion and Birth Control, 1961-1973."


    Cline focused on the small towns of the Pioneer Valley around Springfield, Mass., typical of communities across the country with secret networks. "The underground abortion movement there was not just activists and feminists, but was composed of the backbone families of these small, very conservative Massachusetts towns," Cline said.


    Another group was the Jane movement of the Chicago Women's Liberation Union. From 1969-73, about 125 members counseled and educated women on abortion, learned to perform the procedure and ran clandestine surgical clinics in apartments.


    Workers went by the name Jane. One was Laura Kaplan, who wrote the 1996 book "The Story of Jane: The Legendary Underground Feminist Abortion Service."


    "In the pre-Roe era there was massive, massive, massive civil disobedience," Kaplan said. "Breaking this law was something people did regularly, all the time."


    However, Kaplan cautioned, "I don't think you can learn to do abortions in a correspondence course. Our process in Jane was a very long and careful apprenticeship. It's a fairly straightforward procedure, but there are all kinds of caveats."


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