I love Christmas & cant wait for Christmas to come! ^^
(p. diddy:)
Ho, ho, ho merry christmas this is bad boy baby
From b5 to you b5 merry christmas lets go
(b5:)
Someday at christmas men will be boys playing with life like kids play with toys
One day december our hearts will would see
A world where men are free oh...
Someday at christmas there’ll be no word
What christmas is for
When we’ll learn what lives are really worth
There’ll be peace on earth
Someday on christmas we’ll come to be
Someday a world where men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at christmas time
Someday at christmas we’ll see a land
Where no hungry children no empty hands
One happy morning for people to share
A world where people give oh oh
Someday at christmas there’ll be no tears
Where all men are equal no man has fear
One shining moment one quiet way
From our world today oh, oh
Someday we will come to be
Someday when men are free
Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday
(p. diddy:)
We’d like to take the time to wish you and yours
A very merry christmas and a happy holiday
This is a time for family for love and apparition for our blessings
So from bad boy and world wide
And your boy diddy and the b5 family that’s
Bryan, Carnell, Patrick, Kelly, Dustin
We wish you and yours a very merry christmas
And a happy holiday
Ha, ha, ha,
Ho, ho, ho
Merry christmas happy kwanzaa, hanukah, all the holidays whatever you done with
Its all good
Just keep it positive enjoy yourself
And buy me some gifts and send it to the office
Ha, ha!
> B5 - Someday At Christmas
Lala. Selena's funny. :D LOL. Meeting her laterrrr to watch a movie. Yay.
"
'Ladies and gentlemen,' he said, 'you have been listening to a love story. A star-crossed one at that, but still a love story. This case is about a woman named Maggie, who fell for a man named Jamie, and both were supposed to live happily ever after.'
He turned around and stared at Jamie. 'But that didn't happen. Unfortunately, this story is about a love that didn't last, because of the physical destruction of Maggie and the psychological destruction of Jamie.
'The law is not only about right and wrong. It also makes a distinction between people who are bad, and people who are sick. That's why you've heard from several psychiatric professionals during this trial. In this case, the State's psychologist offered a judegement on Jamie's mental state based on eighteen minutes. He concluded whether or not a man was capable of taking someone's life and knowing the consequences in less time than it takes me to shower in the morning.'
Juror Number 6 smiled.
'The State's psychologist did not talk at length to Jamie about the person he loved most in this world, more than himself. He did not talk to Jamie about her illness, about her chances for recovery, about the strain that the absence of hope had placed on them. And he still thinks he can offer an expert opinion.'
Graham crossed to the jury. 'We know that when a bone is placed under too much strain, it will break. So will the mind. You have heard testimony that at the time of his wife's death, Jamie was not able to think clearly, to consider a statement she'd made and to judge it rationally.
'You've heard proof that at his wife's funeral, Jamie was overwhelmed with grief. Is this the way a murderer would act? You've heard how Maggie and Jamie spent their last days alone. Would a man callous enough to plan a murder take his wife to watch the sunrise in the Bershires, make love to her repeatedly, take her out to dinner and dancing? You've heard proof from Maggie's bestfriend that Maggie was going to ask Jamie to kill her, and this woman, Maggie's best friend, does not harbour any grudge against Jamie. Even the police chief who arrested him admitted that Jamie's case could not be considered plainly in black or white.'
Graham scanned the faces of the jury. They weren't giving anything away. 'You know,' he said softly, 'I understand that makes you nervous. Its unsettling to hear about a man who loved his wife so that he's capable of doing this. It makes us all feel a little guilty, because we wouldn't go to such an extreme. Admitting that Jamie had the courage to do such a thing also forces us to admit that we wouldn't. That we don't have the same kind of strength, or the same depth of emotion for our husbands and wives and lovers.
'It's very strange to talk about love at a trial like this. More often, you hear about hate. Hate drove him to take out a rifle and gun down all the people on the Long Island Railroad. Hate drove him to set a bomb in a London pub. It's clearly believeable to us that hate can spur a person to action. Why not love?
'After all, if hate can steal our sanity, so can love. Love can rob a person of his power of reason. We've heard it all before. Oh what can you expect from him, he's in love. Or, Love is blind. Or Love conquers all. Think of the strength we attribute to love in our cliches. Is there any doubt that we're vulnerable to it?'
Graham walked back to his client, so that when the jury followed him with their eyes they'd see Jamie as well. 'If I had a way to enter love into the evidence like the arrest report, I would have. But that isn't an option. What I ask you to keep in mind is this: Jamie is a big man. Sic foot four, and in good physical condition. He's strong. But he couldn't defend himself against love. It worked its way past his judegement, past what he'd been brought up to consider right and wrong, through the heavy burden of stress he'd been suffering with for months. If Jamie commited a crime, it was that he loved his wife too much. But is that something for which he should be punished?'
Graham sat down. It was 9:52.
"
> Mercy - Jodi Picoult. ( The closing statement.)
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