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 Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2005 12:29 pm
This is the home of Gemma, please knock before entering (check rules to see whether you can visit her) 
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Name: Gemma
Age: --
D.O.B: 4th of march 2005
Birth sign: Pisces
Eye colour: blue
Hair colour: brown
Tattoos: four small red dots beneath her left eye.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 12:30 pm
Welcome to Gemma's Home! Here you can find information, friends, and rooms to relax in. Enjoy your stay!
Table of Contents:
1: You are here, silly!
2: Gemma's Room and Toys
3: Poems and Stories she Enjoys to Have Read to Her
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2005 1:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2005 10:55 am
Everyone loves to read, and Gemma is no acception. She has such a large collection of these fancied fables that she required me to make an entire post to house them. Here are just a few...If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream; and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinews
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
-Rudyard Kipling
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:33 pm
Her Story...
((Working ON))
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A small light up tree, which she puts on display by her bedstand on Christmas eve.
A piggie Plushie
A squishy Pocky stick that says "I still think it's cute when you merf" (A private joke)
An assortment on Pocky plushies... but these ones with no sound effects
A bunny plush set picked up at a garage sale for 1,234g
.... and a carrot. 