<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980673903986755108</id><updated>2024-09-06T16:54:54.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTE POISON</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the very personal blog of Cute Poison</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorleoney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3980673903986755108/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorleoney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cute_poison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02255412761537786088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980673903986755108.post-7869312854654948407</id><published>2016-10-14T14:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2016-10-14T14:05:54.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;why it&#39;s always me ??? I had never been experienced things like this. I know she won&#39;t be back. Even I don&#39;t want her to be back though. But still I wait for her. do i love her ? I doubt that. If I did, why did i let her go. Did I ? No . She did it herself. I liked Antora once. But I don&#39;t feel anything for her now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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জানি না । বুঝি না , কিছুই বুঝি না। আমিই মনে হয় সবার অযোগ্য। আমি কাউকে ভালবাসতে পারিনা। খুব চেয়েছিলাম শান্তা কে ধরে রাখতে। খুব শক্ত করেই । কিন্তু কখনওই ওকে সেটা বুঝতে দিতে চাইনি। আমি ওকে আমার মত করেই ভালবাসতাম। মেয়েরা নাকি যদি একবার বুঝে ফেলে কোন ছেলে তাকে খুব বেশি ভালবাসে তবে সে নাকি তাকে বোকা বানাতে পছন্দ করে, ঘোরাতে পছন্দ করে। শান্তা কি কোনভাবে বুঝে ফেলেছিল যে আমি ওকে অনেক ভালবাসি। হয়ত বা ভুলটা আমারই। আমিই ওকে বুঝিনি। শুধু তো ফেসবুকের একটা পাসওয়ার্ড ই চেয়েছিল। আর তো কিছু না। আমি প্রথমবারেই ওকে সেটা দিয়ে দিতে পারতাম। কেন দিলাম না। ওকে ভালবাসি না তাই ? আমার তা মনে হয় না। আমি বলেছিলাম ফেসবুকে কি আছে না আছে আমি ওকে সব ই দেখাবো, আমি ওকে ওর ফোনে লগিন করে দিব দেন ও বাসায় নিয়ে গিয়ে সারাদিন দেখুক । কিন্তু ও শোনেনি কথা। ও পাসওয়ার্ড চায়। তবুও ওকে আমি সেটাই দিলাম। তাতেও ওর মন ভরল না । ও বলে এখন নাকি ওর সেটা দরকার নেই। যখন চেয়েছিল তখন কেন দিলাম না। তখন আমি অনেক রেগে গিয়েছিলাম। অনেক বেশি। খুব আজেবাজে কিছু বকা ঝকাও করেছি। এরপর থেকেই ও আর কথা বলেনা আমার সাথে। অনেক বোঝাতেও চেয়েছি। ও আমার ফোন ধরেনি। টেক্সট এর রিপ্লাই দেয়নি। আর আমিও বা আর কোন মুখে গিয়ে দাড়াবো ওর সামনে ? আমি যেসব বকা দিয়েছি ও কখনও কল্পনাও করেনি আমি কখনও ওকে এসব বলব। আমি নিজেও কি ভেবেছি। ভাবিনি। তবুও ওর জেদের কারণেই ওকে এভাবে বকতে হয়েছে। কতদিন তো হয়ে গেল, আমি ভেবছি ওকে আমি ভুলতে পারব। কই পারছি না কেন ? এমন তো কতবারই তো হোলও আমার। এমন তো না যে এটাই অরথম। কিন্তু তারপরও ব্যাপারটা কেমন যেন। এখনও প্রপ্তিদিন ফেসবুকে গিয়ে ওর প্রোফাইলের সামনে বসে থাকি, ওর ছবি দেখি, ওর স্ট্যাটাস দেখি। কি করছে ও। কেমন আছে ও ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;
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এর মধ্যে যে নতুন কোন মেয়ে আসেনি তাও না। কারও সাথে কথা বলতে ভাল লাগে না। কথা বলতে গেলেই ওর কথা মনে হয়। আরে এই কথাগুলো আমি আমার শান্তার সাথে বলতাম। এই মেয়ের সাথে কেন বলছি ? তখন আর কোন কথা বলতে পারিনা। কেমন বোরিং মনে হয় তখন ওদেরকে। কেন এমন হচ্ছে আমার &amp;nbsp;সাথে ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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হ্যা ওকে ভালবাসি একথা সত্য। কিন্তু আমিও যাবনা এবার আর ওকে ফিরিয়ে আনতে। আমার ভালবাসা আমার কাছেই থাক। ও ভাল থাকুক। আমি দূর থেকেই দেখি।&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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অবস্থা এখন খুব খারাপ যাচ্ছে। আমি জানি এমন টা খুব বেশিদিন থাকবে না। আমার গতিপথ একদিন বদলাবে। ঈশ্বর মানুষকে এক অবস্থায় সবদিন রাখেন না। &amp;nbsp;তবে এই দিনগুলাওর কথা আমার খুব মনে থাকবে। এই দিনে এক সময়ের খুব কাছে থাকার ভান ধরে যেসব মানুষগুলো আমার হাত ছেড়ে দিয়েছে তাদের কথাও আমার মনে থাকবে। আর যারা আমাকে বিশ্বাস করে, আমার উপর ভরসা করে আমার হাতটাকে আরও শক্ত করে ধরে রেখেছে, আমাকে উতসাহিত করেছে তাদেরকেও মনে থাকবে।&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;she was just like a gust of wind in my life. she taught me how to love, she taught me how to live, she taught me how to have fun.... she taught me &amp;nbsp;the meaning of love. she changed me by my inner or outer part...it was not me before i met her. i lerant to walk along a road even in a midnight. she ocupied me with my &amp;nbsp;heart and soul....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;and after doing everything &amp;nbsp;suddenly she disappeared with my heart leaving no trace...we were just a breath apart and now we are &amp;nbsp;million years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I know where to find you and take my heart back. But i won&#39;t do that. my heart has the highest safety with you. please keep it safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;um going to be 22 by coming 13th. by 22 Ghandi had two kids. Mozart had 33 symphony. and i am not just a university graduate. i have no money either. i created nothing...they had done a lot of things to surprise the world and i even did nothing to surprise my girlfriend yet. one of my friend is recruited as a co director of an upcoming movie...if you look at him you wild say that he is nothing... how the hell did he manage it..? and if you look at me you would be much frustated.. yo might say you should do something man...talent is everywhere in your body. they are glittering in your eyes...they re forcibly coming from your face, from your expression. But the real thing is I am a fake..and a good faker... I fake everybody. People around me think um a by born genius but actually in my mind or brain um nothing. but in case of my film director friend he has got some talent inside... but he rarely shows it. but what you have something you shoe more even multiple times than that... and that&#39;s certainly me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Sometimes I fake myself either. I tell myself , hey dude you are genius.. do something. Then I sit to make plans. A true story you should know is I am a good planner... and idea gets trapped very easily in my brain. I make ideas, I make plans...and then with a over excitement I make&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;too much plans. Then according to the universal rule I can finish nothing and most of the time i even can not start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;it was just one and a half week together... that
all it took for me to fall in love with you. One weeks together and &amp;nbsp;we are now million years apart. i know we will never meet again. my life was never like this before i met you.&amp;nbsp; One and a half week just like the best time
in my life. I was never happy before in my life like this course of time. You
were really awsome. I will never I repeat will never forget you for rest of my life...If you ever come back and call me &amp;nbsp;again O won&#39;t refuse. I will always be there when you need me. Just call me once and I will be in rush to reach you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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ধুর এমন কেন সব। সব মেয়েগুলোই কেন এমন ? আর বেছে বেছে কেন জানি সবসময় আমার এমন মেয়েগুলোর সাথেই দেখা হয়। একটা মেয়ে একটু টমবয় টাইপের একটু রাফ টাইপের হলে প্রবলেম কোথায়। কেন একটা মেয়ে এমন হয়না যে ভরা পূর্ণিমার রাতে আমাকে ফোন করে বলবে আজ সারারত একটুও ঘুমানো যাবেনা, আজ জোসস্নান করব। কেন হয়না কোন মেয়ে একটু পাগলী টাইপের যে মাঝরাতে হুট করে বাসা থেকে বের হয়ে এসে বলবে চল আজ নান্নার বিরানি খাব। খুব ক্ষিধা লেগেছে। খাওয়ার পর বিল দেয়া নিয়ে কোন মেয়ে একটু ঝগড়া করতে পারেনা ? সবসময় আমাকেই কেন বিল দিতে হবে । ঠিক আছে বিল না হয় আমি ই দিলাম কিন্তু সে একটু ছলনা করেও ও তো সেটা বোঝাতে পারে। সে বললে পারে আমার কাছে ভাঙ্গতি নেই, তুমি দাও। আমি বলব ভাংতি আমি করে দিচ্ছি। সে এটাতে হেরে গিয়ে আমাকে আরও কোন বড় ধরা খাওয়ানোর জন্যে ফাদ পাতবে। আমি যখন সেটাতে আটকে যাব তখন সেই আবার আমাকে সেখান থেকে টেনে তুলে বিজয়ীর হাসি দেবে। আমি যদি মাঝরাতে গিয়ে তার বাসার সামনে দাঁড়িয়ে থাকি সে নেমে এসে বলতে পারেনা চল সিদ্দিকের চা খেয়ে আসি ? কেন কেউ একবারও বলেনা চল আজকে ঘুরতে যাব। আমি জিজ্ঞাসা করব কোথায় ? যেখানে ইচ্ছা সেখানে। যতক্ষণ গাড়ির তেল থাকবে ততক্ষণ আমরা ছুটব। যখন গাড়ি থেমে যাবে তখন একটা পাবলিক বাস ধরে বাসায় ফিরে আসব , আর কাউকে পাঠিয়ে গাড়িটা নিয়ে আসব। আমি বলব পাগল হয়ে গেছ। সে বলব আমি পাগল হয়েছি। এবার তোমাকেও হতে হবে।চল এবার পগলের সাথে। নদীর ধারে দাঁড়িয়ে সে বলবে আজ কবিতা বিলাস। তুমি আমাকে নিয়ে কবিতা লিখবে আর আমি তোমাকে পড়ে শোনাব। রিকশায় করে যাওয়ার পথে যখন ঝুম বৃষ্টি নামবে , যখন গুটিসুটি হয়ে আমরা দুজন রিকশার হুডের নিচে লুকাব তখন যদি আমি রিকশার হুড খুলে দিয়ে বৃষ্টিকে উম্মুক্ত করে দেই কেন সে খুশিতে আত্মহারা হয়না। মেয়েগুলো কেন এতে বিরক্ত হয় ? কেন শুধু ডেটে গেলেই সারাক্ষণ চিপাচাপায়, রিকশার হুডের নিচে গুটিসুটি হয়ে থাকতে হবে। কেন শুধু সারাক্ষণ ই তার কানের কাছে আই লাভ ইউ বলে প্যান প্যান করতে হবে। এটা বলা ছাড়া কি আর কোন ভাবে ভালবাসা প্রকাশ করা যায়না ? আমি তো শুধু কোন একটা শরীর চাইনি। আমি সবসময় চাইতাম এমন কাউকে যে কিনা আমার খুব বড় বন্ধু হবে, খুব প্রিয় প্রতিযোগী হবে। শুধু দুঃখ একটাই, আমার কখনো এমন কারও সাথে দেখা হয়না। আমি জানিনা কোন মেয়ে এমন হয় কিনা। আমাদের সমাজের মেয়েগুলোর ছোটবেলা থেকে খুব জোর প্রচেষ্টায় থাকে তারা যেন একজন খুব ভাল মেয়ে হয়ে ঊঠতে পারে। তারা কখনো মানুষ হতে চায়না, তারা মেয়ে হতে চায়। এজন্যেই হয়তোবা আমি যাদের দেখেছি তারা সবাই একেকজন মেয়ে। কেউই মানুষ নয়।&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I broke up with Tanha today. It was just about to be three weeks till today. She was just going out with another guy. Literally she was not virgin. And she was going out with a guy who was just can be compared to his uncle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Singer, songwriter. Jackson was&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;born August 29, 1958, in Gary,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Indiana, to an African-American&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;working-class family. His father,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Joseph Jackson, had been a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;guitarist but had put aside his&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;musical aspirations to provide&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;for his family as a crane operator.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Believing his sons had talent, he&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;molded them into a musical&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;group in the early 1960s. At first,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Jackson Family performers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;consisted of Michael&#39;s older&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;brothersTito, Jermaine, and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jackie. Michael joined his siblings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;when he was five, and emerged&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;as the group&#39;s lead vocalist. He&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;showed remarkable range and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;depth for such a young&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;performer, impressing audiences&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;with his ability to convey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;complex emotions. Older brother&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marlonalso became a member of&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;the group, which evolved into&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;theThe Jackson 5.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Behind the scenes, Joseph&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jackson pushed his sons to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;succeed. He was also reportedly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;known to become violent with&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;them. Michael and his brothers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;spent endless hours rehearsing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and polishing up their act. At&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;first, the Jackson 5 played local&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;gigs and built a strong following.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;They recorded one single on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;their own, &quot;Big Boy&quot; with the b-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;side &quot;You&#39;ve Changed,&quot; but it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;failed to generate much interest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Jackson 5 moved on to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;working an opening act for such&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;R&amp;amp;B artists asGladys Knight and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Pips, James Brown, and Sam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and Dave. Many of these&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;performers were signed to the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;legendary Motown record label,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and it has been reported that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gladys Knight may have been the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;one to tell Motown founder Berry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gordy about the Jackson 5.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Impressed by the group, Gordy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;signed them to his label in 1968.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Relocating to Los Angeles,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Michael and his brothers started&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;work on their music and dancing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;with their father as their&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;manager. They lived with Gordy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and also with Supremes singer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diana Ross when they first&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;arrived there. In August 1969,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Jackson 5 was introduced to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;the music industry at a special&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;event, and later served as the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;opening act for the Supremes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their first album, Diana Ross&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Presents the Jackson 5, hit the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;charts in December of that year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;It&#39;s first single, &quot;I Want You Back,&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;hit No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;chart in January 1970.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;More chart-topping singles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;quickly followed, such as &quot;ABC,&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;The Love You Save,&quot; and &quot;I&#39;ll Be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;There.&quot; At the age of 13, Jackson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;launched a solo career in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;addition to his work with the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jackson 5. He made the charts in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;1971 with &quot;Got to Be There&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;from the album of the same&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;name. His 1972 album, Ben,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;featured the eponymous ballad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;about a rat. The song became&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jackson&#39;s first solo No. 1 single.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;For several years, Michael Jackson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the Jackson 5 maintained a&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;busy tour and recording&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;schedule, under the supervision&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;of Berry Gordy and his Motown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;staff. Gordy wrote many of the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;songs recorded by the group&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;and by Michael Jackson as a solo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;artist. The group became so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;popular that they even had their&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;own self-titled cartoon show,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;which ran from 1971 to 1973.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorleoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2981309995071978646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scorleoney.blogspot.com/2011/06/micael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3980673903986755108/posts/default/2981309995071978646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3980673903986755108/posts/default/2981309995071978646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorleoney.blogspot.com/2011/06/micael-jackson.html' title='Micael Jackson'/><author><name>cute_poison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02255412761537786088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980673903986755108.post-2788991639406644320</id><published>2011-06-24T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:38:52.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shape Of Life</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we make mistakes and we have almost nothing to do then. Then it makes us to think, and finally we try it to do better and then best. But best is always very very clever. Very much time it fools us,And we don&#39;t understand. But that&#39;s nothing, we can do this more than it. And we wil do and must defeat it. Courages are the power for the time of all, for the situations of everything, and of course of the every sphere of life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorleoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2788991639406644320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://scorleoney.blogspot.com/2011/06/shape-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3980673903986755108/posts/default/2788991639406644320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3980673903986755108/posts/default/2788991639406644320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorleoney.blogspot.com/2011/06/shape-of-life.html' title='The Shape Of Life'/><author><name>cute_poison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02255412761537786088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980673903986755108.post-9142502403140736681</id><published>2011-06-23T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:35:51.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Gates Biography</title><content type='html'>Entrepreneur. Born William Henry&lt;br /&gt;
Gates, III, on October 28, 1955, in&lt;br /&gt;
Seattle, Washington. Gates began&lt;br /&gt;
to show an interest in computer&lt;br /&gt;
programming at the age of 13 at&lt;br /&gt;
the Lakeside School. He pursued&lt;br /&gt;
his passion through college.&lt;br /&gt;
Striking out on his own with his&lt;br /&gt;
friend and business partner Paul&lt;br /&gt;
Allen, Gates found himself at the&lt;br /&gt;
right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;
Through technological&lt;br /&gt;
innovation, keen business&lt;br /&gt;
strategy, and aggressive&lt;br /&gt;
competitive tactics he built the&lt;br /&gt;
world&#39;s largest software&lt;br /&gt;
business, Microsoft. In the&lt;br /&gt;
process he became one of the&lt;br /&gt;
richest men in the world.&lt;br /&gt;
Bill Gates grew up in an upper&lt;br /&gt;
middle-class family with two&lt;br /&gt;
sisters: Kristianne, who is older,&lt;br /&gt;
and Libby, who is younger. Their&lt;br /&gt;
father, William H. Gates, Sr., was a&lt;br /&gt;
promising, if somewhat shy, law&lt;br /&gt;
student when he met his future&lt;br /&gt;
wife, Mary Maxwell. She was an&lt;br /&gt;
athletic, outgoing student at the&lt;br /&gt;
University of Washington, actively&lt;br /&gt;
involved in student affairs and&lt;br /&gt;
leadership. The Gates family&lt;br /&gt;
atmosphere was warm and&lt;br /&gt;
close, and all three children were&lt;br /&gt;
encouraged to be competitive&lt;br /&gt;
and strive for excellence. Bill&lt;br /&gt;
showed early signs of&lt;br /&gt;
competitiveness when he&lt;br /&gt;
coordinated family athletic&lt;br /&gt;
games at their summer house on&lt;br /&gt;
Puget Sound. He also relished in&lt;br /&gt;
playing board games (Risk was&lt;br /&gt;
his favorite) and excelled in&lt;br /&gt;
Monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;
Bill had a very close relationship&lt;br /&gt;
with his mother, Mary, who after&lt;br /&gt;
a brief career as a teacher&lt;br /&gt;
devoted her time to helping raise&lt;br /&gt;
the children and working on civic&lt;br /&gt;
affairs and with charities. She&lt;br /&gt;
also served on several corporate&lt;br /&gt;
boards, among them First&lt;br /&gt;
Interstate Bank in Seattle&lt;br /&gt;
(founded by her grandfather),&lt;br /&gt;
the United Way, and International&lt;br /&gt;
Business Machines (IBM). She&lt;br /&gt;
would often take Bill along on&lt;br /&gt;
her volunteer work in schools&lt;br /&gt;
and community organizations.&lt;br /&gt;
Bill was a voracious reader as a&lt;br /&gt;
child, spending many hours&lt;br /&gt;
pouring over reference books&lt;br /&gt;
such as the encyclopedia. Around&lt;br /&gt;
the age of 11 or 12, Bill&#39;s parents&lt;br /&gt;
began to have concerns about&lt;br /&gt;
his behavior. He was doing well&lt;br /&gt;
in school, but he seemed bored&lt;br /&gt;
and withdrawn at times. His&lt;br /&gt;
parents worried he might&lt;br /&gt;
become a loner. Though they&lt;br /&gt;
were strong believers in public&lt;br /&gt;
education, when Bill turned 13&lt;br /&gt;
they enrolled him in Seattle&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;
Lakeside School, an exclusive&lt;br /&gt;
preparatory school. He&lt;br /&gt;
blossomed in nearly all his&lt;br /&gt;
subjects, excelling in math and&lt;br /&gt;
science, but also doing very well&lt;br /&gt;
in drama and English.&lt;br /&gt;
While at Lakeside School, a Seattle&lt;br /&gt;
computer company offered to&lt;br /&gt;
provide computer time for the&lt;br /&gt;
students. The Mother&#39;s Club used&lt;br /&gt;
proceeds from the school&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;
rummage sale to purchase a&lt;br /&gt;
teletype terminal for students to&lt;br /&gt;
use. Bill Gates became entranced&lt;br /&gt;
with what a computer could do&lt;br /&gt;
and spent much of his free time&lt;br /&gt;
working on the terminal. He&lt;br /&gt;
wrote a tic-tac-toe program in&lt;br /&gt;
BASIC computer language that&lt;br /&gt;
allowed users to play against the&lt;br /&gt;
computer.&lt;br /&gt;
It was at Lakeside School where&lt;br /&gt;
Bill met Paul Allen, who was two&lt;br /&gt;
years his senior. The two became&lt;br /&gt;
fast friends, bonding on their&lt;br /&gt;
common enthusiasm over&lt;br /&gt;
computers, even though they&lt;br /&gt;
were very different. Allen was&lt;br /&gt;
more reserved and shy. Bill was&lt;br /&gt;
feisty and at times combative.&lt;br /&gt;
They both spent much of their&lt;br /&gt;
free time together working on&lt;br /&gt;
programs. Occasionally, they&lt;br /&gt;
disagreed and would clash over&lt;br /&gt;
who was right or who should&lt;br /&gt;
run the computer lab. On one&lt;br /&gt;
occasion, their argument&lt;br /&gt;
escalated to the point where&lt;br /&gt;
Allen banned Gates from the&lt;br /&gt;
computer lab. On another&lt;br /&gt;
occasion, Gates and Allen had&lt;br /&gt;
their school computer privileges&lt;br /&gt;
revoked for taking advantage of&lt;br /&gt;
software glitches to obtain free&lt;br /&gt;
computer time from the&lt;br /&gt;
company that provided the&lt;br /&gt;
computers. After their probation,&lt;br /&gt;
they were allowed back in the&lt;br /&gt;
computer lab when they offered&lt;br /&gt;
to debug the program. During&lt;br /&gt;
this time, Gates developed a&lt;br /&gt;
payroll program for the&lt;br /&gt;
computer company the boys&lt;br /&gt;
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