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Thế vận hội Olympic năm 2012 sẽ tổ chức tại Londres nước Anh từ ngày 27/7 đến ngày 12/8
Theo danh sách yêu cầu nghệ sĩ sẽ biểu diễn phần khai mạc được tổ chức trên mạng gồm có
1.Hurts
2.Jin Akanishi
3.Within Temptation
4.Alfie Boe
5.Alex Sparrow
6.Blue
7.Morning Musume
8.Anastacia
9.X Japan
10.Jang Geun Suk
11.Coldplay
12.Rain
13.U-KISS
14.Il Volo
15.Jane Zhang
16.Paul McCartney
17.Beyonce
18.L'Arc-en-Ciel
19.Lena Katina
20.Megurine Luka
21.f(x)
22.Infinite
23.Jedward
24.Ho-kago chá Time
25.Jolin Tsai
26.Sonohra
27.T-ara
28.Thalia
29.Nelly Furtado
30.Tiziano Ferro
31.Rihanna
32.Spice Girls
33.Adele
34.Alessandra Amoroso
35.Cher
36.Madonna
37.Christina Aguilera
38.Katy Perry
39.Wei Chen
40.Leehom Wang
41.Take That
42.Zhou Bichang
43.Kylie Minogue
44.CNBLUE
45.J.L.S.
46.Charice
47.Wonder Girls
48.Hey! Say! JUMP
49.Joe McElderry
50.Eric Saade
51.My Chemical Romance
52.MBLAQ
53.Dulce Maria
54.Bruno Mars
55.KAT-TUN
56.AKB48
57.Sarah Brightman
58.The Wanted
59.Evanescence
60.Jay Chou
61.2PM
62.Taylor Swift
63.Backstreet Boys
64.Han Geng
65.Britney Spears
66.Billie Joe Armstrong
67.Linkin Park
68.F.T. Island
69.Paramore
70.Rin and Len Kagamine
71.Arashi
72.Big Time Rush
73.Anahi­ Giovanna
74.Selena Gomez
75.Kim Hyun Joong
76.Miley Cyrus
77.Avril Lavigne
78.Westlife
79.Adam Lambert
80.2NE1
81.30 segundos to Mars
82.Muse
83.Tokio Hotel
84.Li Yu Chun
85.TVXQ
86.Laura Pausini
87.Demi Lovato
88.B2ST
89.Jonas Brothers
90.Rammstein
91.Lady Gaga
92.McFly
93.Justin Bieber
94.JYJ
95.Girls' Generation
96.One Direction
97.SHINee
98.BIGBANG
99.Super Junior
100.Hatsune Miku
I need to stop and catch my breath but I can't.

I have to keep running even if I die trying. I wouldn't let them win; couldn't let them win. They're getting closer now.

Have you ever had those dreams where you feel like you're running at the speed of light but you're hardly moving? That's how I feel now. No matter how hard I try, it's like no effort is made. Not like my nightgown was helping.

I keep running, not even knowing what's chasing me. All I know is, they're hungry for flesh and blood; my flesh and blood. I don't know why. I don't know how this happened. I don't even know where I am; all...
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posted by sparkles3
this is a fã fiction of the novel, Darker Still, por Leanna Renee Hieber.
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in amor with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.

But history repeats itself.

Now, in present dia New York, 13 ano old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced por a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed mais often. But is that really best?
What This Handout is About…
This handout will explain what a Literature Review is and offer insights into the form and
construction of a Literature Review in the Humanities, Social Sciences, and Sciences.
Introduction
OK. You’ve got to write a literature review. You dust off your world literature
anthology book, settle down in your Ebert and Roper at the filmes theatre chair with
your pipoca and soda in hand, and get ready to issue a “thumbs up” or “thumbs down”
as you leaf through the pages. “Literature Review” done. Right?
Wrong! The “literature” of a literature review...
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posted by hgfan5602
How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.

But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything

For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.

I amor being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
Or get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
posted by Faith-Rulz
Fire.
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for you to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering you with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.

Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls lost within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can amor be tamed? No
amor is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do you dare to play a fire's game??
A little girl walked around the open playground, her solid brown eyes looking at the ground, sun shining on her straight auburn hair. It was her first dia of segundo Grade at a new school, and she didn’t know anyone there. She much rather liked walking around and looking at all the little bugs and twigs and other stuff she could find, though, instead of playing Tag, or swinging, or making necklaces out of dandelions.

As she stooped down beside the tire house to poke at a little colony of ants, she heard a humming noise. She looked up and saw a little boy about her age, sitting on the top...
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posted by Shadowvixen49
He sits, staring blankly at the tray mesa, tabela seven inches from his face. He leans his head ever so slightly to the right, then ever so slightly to the left, watching the black line jump the sides of his nose. He has watched it every dia of his life, always taking it for granted, never questioning its presence. But it is here, on his hands, his pants, his shirt, his nose. It is everywhere, a defining edge, showing the ending of one yet the beginning of another. It changes from points of view, disappearing in your vision while still existing in your friend’s. It is there but cannot be touched,...
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posted by InvadaMiz
The door slowly creaked open, and out came Snowbell, the twins' snow white kitten.The twins sighed, Miyu picked Snowbell up, while Nakku closed and locked the creaky door.There were huge thumping noises coming from upstairs, getting closer to the door.Nakku quickly pulled Miyu back into the safety of the kitchen, their mother's skin was pale, and she had the most terrified look in her widened eyes.
Nakku and Miyu started explaining what had happened when they were in the attic.
"That means she caught up with me then."Their mother said, everyone else had fled to their rooms when the thumping had...
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posted by shenelopefan
Sandra

"A los sueños"

Y se asomaba ella por la ventana y miraba con ojos de desolación el paraje casi silencioso de su barrio. Veía pasar a una mujer con sus hijos, a los niños jugando contentos y a las señoras que pasaban tranquilas por la calle. Sonreía vagamente cuando algún ave volaba cerca de ella. Se escuchaba un sonido lejano de autopista, oyéndose cada tanto el ruidoso motor de un camión. Sin razón aparente ella miraba por la ventana, buscando la respuesta invisible a un interrogante que no existe.

También ella me miraba a mí. Cada tarde, yo salía a tomar sol para despejarme;...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-The seguinte Day-
I was still getting over the fact that Cameron called me last night. It was just to ask about Mercury, but he still called me.

I was already downstairs eating cereal.At least that still tasted like cereal and not like meat. After I was done, I gave my bowl to Gram, and left for the school bus.

-At School-
Cameron came up to me again. "Hey Vanessa."

I looked around nervously. "Cameron, no. You know we can't be seen together."

"It's okay, Mercury's not here."

Believe it or not, Mercury never missed school.

"Don't you see Cameron? She's testing you. She's probably watching us right now."...
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As Cierra Fray ran through the cold forest, the scent of blood filled the air.
The stomping of boots behind her became louder and louder as time went on.
"Over here, men!" A loud voice said. "I can smell her blood! Come out, come out wherever you are!" The voice was the head of Asru, the organization whose prison she escaped from.
The thick brush scraped her bare arms and legs, giving her deep cuts. Poison Ivy nicked her dark skin. Hopefully, Cierra looked up at the night sky for some sign of a way out. All that was there was the moon, mocking her. It was free, and she wasn't. Well, not with...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-One Week Later-
"Let's go, we're going to be late for school", Francine called from outside my front door.

I hopped my way toward her, since I apparently sprained my ankle on the night of the accident. "Thanks for the help." I roll my eyes. She grabs my books off the cozinha table, and I grabbed my crutches.

-At School-
Zoey was waiting for us at the entrance. "Finally!"

I came toward her. "Nice to see you, too." They helped me to my locker. "Why didn't you guys come see me in the hospital?"

"I don't like hospitals. They're fill of sick people and germs", said Zoey.

"And I had a futebol game", said...
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OK, so, with the holidays and the business of school, I have decided NO party chapter. I won't be able to write it for a while, anyway. So, let me just put it this way:

Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still friends with Skye, but, being with the popular crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."

Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a fogo started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on friends terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.
posted by DxCFan123
I was terribly tired por the time class was over. I though I was just going to collapse. They had us run a track 10 times, do excercises in the heat, and then we had to sit and do a lesson on responsibility (then again, it was a responsibility class)

"So, um, I guess I'll see you at school tommorrow!" I said before we departed

"Uh, it's a Friday! Know what? Miranda's having a party this weekend. You should come! Here's her address" he said, then pulled out a piece of paper with Marie's address on it.

"Uh, thanks! I'll try to come!" I yelled, then waited for him to be out of sight.

"Okay, ONE, I...
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posted by AceUnlaced
Eight of them stand in a loose circle, bags dangling off their shoulders, slouching. They exchange glances and then they are off, their sneakers padding the pavement, barely making any noise. One por one, colorful masks go sliding over topo, início of their faces. Some pato under the break in the chain link fence and the rest hurl themselves over topo, início of it.
    The dusk does not cast shadows and that it when they travel best. With their backs pressed against the rough brick of the alleyway, they hesitate a moment to catch their breath, running over the plan one last time in their...
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posted by DxCFan123
I walked to my locker and turned the knob. 57892. It swung open and I took my bapckpack out of it. I zipped it open and dropped my homework- which mostly was things to review- and sighed in relief. It was hard to carry them, after all.

"So, you're Sam?" someone asked. I jerked my head up to see the girl with blonde hair.. Miranda, I believe her name was. "Nice meeting you. I'm Marie. Everybody calls me Miranda, though." she said

"Oh my.. gosh.. You're, like, the only person I've told me real name to!" she then exclaimed

"Uh.. really? That's very nice to know. Um.. what, exactly, is the point of...
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posted by problematic124
Prolouge
1982
The rain had stopped hours ago,but the man didn't notice. He was lost in his own thoughts. He felt abandoned and unlove,probably because he was. A twenty ano old man living in his car all alone,just because of his stupid mistakes.
When the man was younger he was kicked out of school because he sent the science lab on fire, he was only fifteen.
Then his parents kicked him out because he threatened them with his shotgun,he was seventeen at the time.
All though his parents were good to him he hated them.
They tried to help him find a início but the man wanted nothing to do with them....
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posted by Ragefulchimp
Shaped roughly from the rain.
Jagged crevices cut crudely
Not enough patience.
They rudely act out of duty.
Except for the movement that exists here
While the Spheres wait patiently for years

To be tormented from the cemented clouds
However their ever so patient, ever so patient.
Waiting for an ending of the intelligent, ignorant, belligerent.

The battle scarred unknowns secretly wait alone.
For the intricate impatients to lay ruined in lacerations.
Petty conflicts of constant greed, destroying all nations.
So the weather hardened unknowns, wait to be alone.
Howl found a huge árvore for the both of us. My coração started racing from fear. Howl could tell I was scared, so he hugged me and said,"It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared. I'm here." I smiled at him and felt less nervous, but Howl looked like he was zoning out.

He remembered those words as if it happened just last night. A young child, almost at the age of two, in his mother's arms. She held onto him, whispering,"It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared." From what the mother didn't know is that as soon as her baby was dreaming in his sleep, her and her husband wouldn't be in the morning...
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posted by para-scence
"Put your hands up!" the cop shouted. My breaths came out short and quick. Trembling, I put my hands up. "The neighbors reported a break in. Do you live here?"

"No," I breathed, unthinkingly. Why didn't I just say yes? Dammit! I at least have the right to remain silent! My coração was thudding in my ears; I couldn't think straight.

"Stand up," the cop said, still holding the gun in one hand. He walked over to me, and pulled me up. He patted me down, pulling out the money. It was a fairly large amount, so it was obvious I'd stolen it. "Put your hands behind your back," he ordered. I heard the click...
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