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BASICS
| Height: | 184 cm - 188 cm (6'1" - 6'2") |
| Weight: | 74 Kg - 77 Kg (161 lbs - 170 lbs) |
| Birthday: | March 19, 1992 |
| Sexual Orientation: | Heterosexual |
| Dating: | Single |
| Living Situation: | Living with parents/relatives |
| Location: | Alberta, Canada |
| Join Date: | 04:41pm | Apr 29, '07 |
| Profile Updated: | 02:28am | Dec 20, '09 |
| Last Active: | 09:09pm | Apr 15, '12 |
INTERESTS
| Reading Material: | Fiction, Humor, Magazines, Newspapers, Mysteries |
| Movies: | Action, Comedy, Documentaries, Historical dramas, Psychological Thrillers, Spy/Political Thrillers |
| Art: | Film/Video Making |
| Animals/Pets: | Cats, Dogs, Farm Animals, Rabbits |
| Video Games: | First person shooter, Fighting, Racing, Sports, Strategy |
| Cars: | Drag Racing, Drifting, Offroad, Classics |
| Music: | Alternative, Classic Rock, Electronica, Hip-Hop, Pop, R & B, Rap, Rock, Acoustic |
| Sports: | Badminton, Baseball, Fishing, Football (American), Golf, Hockey, Ice-skating, Paintball, Rollerskating, Skiing, Soccer, Tennis, Ultimate Frisbee, Volleyball, Handball, Hacky-sack, Snowmobiling |
| Activities: | Drinking, Driving, Gambling, Listening to music, Partying, Poker, Pool/Billiards, Darts |
| Outdoor: | Camping, Going to the beach, Hunting, Hiking, Exploring, Traveling |
| Computers: | Chatrooms/IRC, E-mail, Gaming, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net |
HOCKEY,N SHIT
The cockiest, dirtiest, most irresponsible group of athletes in the world. Will do anything just to be able to tell his teammates a great story in the dressing room. Live the dream until they are 35 then realize they never made it. Ladies love us, guys want to be us, we are the soul of the universe. You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...you're world is absolutely perfect for the next couple hours.Here's to faceoffs, goals, assists, overtime, living on the road, cold rinks, early mornings, breakaways, going top cheese, countless hours of practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men, end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs, dropping the mits, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of Hockey. Why? Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We skate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the ice, because one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, backy shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter,the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the cologne of our accomplishment. Why? Why would someone push themselves so hard the uneducated pussies always ask? HOUSE LEAGUE, A, AA, AAA, JR.A, OHL, WHL, US COLLEGE, NHL ... It's never been for the fucking the money, it's not for the girls, and it's not for the fame.??The Boys' play because we fucking love it ...
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.HACKED.
Brotherr.
your favorite sister Megan here.
and although im not supposed to be
hacking your page
but designing it
im gunna hack it anyway.
plus it is taking you
a freaking year
to figure out what you want on this bitch.
So yes.
i must say brother
you are quite cool
runs in the fam eh.
HACKED
hehe u just got hacked by ur BEST
friend KELLI
and by ur other BEST FRIEND LEANNE MWHAHAHA[/size]
your favorite sister Megan here.
and although im not supposed to be
hacking your page
but designing it
im gunna hack it anyway.
plus it is taking you
a freaking year
to figure out what you want on this bitch.
So yes.
i must say brother
you are quite cool
runs in the fam eh.
HACKED
hehe u just got hacked by ur BEST
friend KELLI
and by ur other BEST FRIEND LEANNE MWHAHAHA[/size]
RANDOMNESS
The Hockey Dressing Room:
People on the outside world cannot understand what happens in a
hockey dressing room. The word chemistry is often used to
describe what lurks behind the walls of a tight knit hockey
room. If you talk to most players who win championships, they
talk of the blood and guts, the second efforts, but most
importantly they point out the chemistry in the room. From the
day training camp starts, players are thrown together from all
parts of the globe. Once the team is made, this is now your
second family. You will bleed with these teammates, you will win
and you will lose with them, but most of all they will become your best buddies in the
world. These are the guys you have to trust – not only on the
ice but off the ice as well. When your flying up the ice and you
hear a “heads up!”, and you quickly avoid a train coming
at you, your buddies were there for you. When you are at the bar
unable to walk, your buddies are the ones to make sure you get
home ok. When you passed out on the couch, your buddies are the
ones that will tea bag you and then take pictures of it for all
the lads. You will taste the sweet flavor of
victory, and you will cry tears together in defeat. You Will Go Through hell
and high water for the next 9 months you will have a family that
will take care of you. Away from home for the first time, you
may feel homesick. Your boys will stick together and all of you
will have some of the best times of you life. Stories told in
the dressing room, end when you walk out the door. What happens
in a dressing room becomes a world of itself. If you respect
this responsibility you will reap the benefits of a great year.
Respecting the code of the locker room is more about life then
it is about what happens on the ice.Cherish these times in the
room boys, from sitting around having a chew after a game, or
pissing on a rookie in the shower – these are memories that will
stay with you for a lifetime. Embrace these rules, respect your
teammates, but most of all enjoy the dance. When it’s all over,
you will think back and smile at the golden moments of your
youth. Then you will wake up your son and take him to practice.
As you take a sip of your warm coffee, you can be gracious that
you were there – you played, you laughed, you cried –
and above all else, you experienced the dance
ohh and you cant forget the incredble smell of it all
after games especially...i swear i could sit in there for hours and just take it all in
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People on the outside world cannot understand what happens in a
hockey dressing room. The word chemistry is often used to
describe what lurks behind the walls of a tight knit hockey
room. If you talk to most players who win championships, they
talk of the blood and guts, the second efforts, but most
importantly they point out the chemistry in the room. From the
day training camp starts, players are thrown together from all
parts of the globe. Once the team is made, this is now your
second family. You will bleed with these teammates, you will win
and you will lose with them, but most of all they will become your best buddies in the
world. These are the guys you have to trust – not only on the
ice but off the ice as well. When your flying up the ice and you
hear a “heads up!”, and you quickly avoid a train coming
at you, your buddies were there for you. When you are at the bar
unable to walk, your buddies are the ones to make sure you get
home ok. When you passed out on the couch, your buddies are the
ones that will tea bag you and then take pictures of it for all
the lads. You will taste the sweet flavor of
victory, and you will cry tears together in defeat. You Will Go Through hell
and high water for the next 9 months you will have a family that
will take care of you. Away from home for the first time, you
may feel homesick. Your boys will stick together and all of you
will have some of the best times of you life. Stories told in
the dressing room, end when you walk out the door. What happens
in a dressing room becomes a world of itself. If you respect
this responsibility you will reap the benefits of a great year.
Respecting the code of the locker room is more about life then
it is about what happens on the ice.Cherish these times in the
room boys, from sitting around having a chew after a game, or
pissing on a rookie in the shower – these are memories that will
stay with you for a lifetime. Embrace these rules, respect your
teammates, but most of all enjoy the dance. When it’s all over,
you will think back and smile at the golden moments of your
youth. Then you will wake up your son and take him to practice.
As you take a sip of your warm coffee, you can be gracious that
you were there – you played, you laughed, you cried –
and above all else, you experienced the dance
ohh and you cant forget the incredble smell of it all
after games especially...i swear i could sit in there for hours and just take it all in
Smart guys get in girls heads. Nice guys get in girls hearts. Hockey players get in girls pants.
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"Some people skate to the puck. I skate to where the puck is going to be."
~Wayne Gretzky
Jim McKenny: "Half the game is mental; the other half is being mental."
Wayne Gretzky: "You miss 100% of the shots you never take."
Paul Coffey: "When we've got the puck, they can't score."
The way a team plays as a whole determines its success. You may have the greatest bunch of individual stars in the world, but if they don't play together, the club won't be worth a dime.
- Babe Ruth
This my neighbor, Nursultan Tuleiakbay. He is pain in my assholes. I get a window from a glass, he must get a window from a glass. I get a step, he must get a step. I get a clock-radio, he cannot afford. Great success!
Gypsy, give me your tears. If you will not give them to me, I will take them from you!
Yes, I have been in a movie Dirty Jew. I play the one who eh... the hero, the one who shot him.
Is it not a problem that the woman have a smaller brain? The government scientist, Dr. Yamak, have proved it is size of squirrel.
There is my neighbor Nursultan Tuliakbay, he is still pain in my assholes. I get iPod, he get iPod mini. Everybody know iPod mini is for girl!
Borat: We didn't fly, just in case the jews repeated their attack of 9/11.
You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.
“Kazakhstan is more civilised now. Women can now travel on inside of bus, and homosexuals no longer have to wear blue hat.”
Borat .
“Throw the Jew down the well,
So my country can be free,
You must grab him by the horns,
Then we have a big party.”
Borat
92% percent of the teen population would be dead if
Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't
cool to breathe anymore. Repost this
if you are one of the 8% who
would be laughing your ass off.
Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't
cool to breathe anymore. Repost this
if you are one of the 8% who
would be laughing your ass off.
98% of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot.
If you are one of the 2% who hasn't, copy this into your profile
If you are one of the 2% who hasn't, copy this into your profile
92% of nexopia is Emo,
if you are one of the 8% that has remained Gangster
as fuck, Copy this into your profile.
LATEST BLOG ENTRY
03:04am | Jun 02, '08 | No Comments
A white man once said, "Colored people are not allowed her, sir."
The black man stood up, and said, "Listen sir."
"When I was born I was Black,
When I grew up I was Black,
When I am sick I am Black,
When I go in the sun I am Black.
When I am cold I am Black,
and When I die I will be Black.
But you sir."
"When you were born you were Pink,
When you grow you are White,
When you are sick you are Green,
When you go in the sun you are Red,
When you are cold you are Blue,
And when you will die you will turn purple,
And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The Black man sat down, and the White man walked away.
The black man stood up, and said, "Listen sir."
"When I was born I was Black,
When I grew up I was Black,
When I am sick I am Black,
When I go in the sun I am Black.
When I am cold I am Black,
and When I die I will be Black.
But you sir."
"When you were born you were Pink,
When you grow you are White,
When you are sick you are Green,
When you go in the sun you are Red,
When you are cold you are Blue,
And when you will die you will turn purple,
And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The Black man sat down, and the White man walked away.