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Miss New York City® Bottled Tap Water – The Designated Choice™ of New Yorkers

Miss New York City® Bottled Tap Water – The Designated Choice™ of New Yorkers

Miss New York City® Season starts 10 days after the Oscars®

I
In “Ghostbusters 2″ the collective ill will of NYC denizens almost brings about the end of the world
II
I once saw a man lying crumpled on the floor of a 2 train headed downtown from 96th street. No one batted an eyelash at the lifeless lump of humanity; everyone just pretended he wasn’t there. But his lack of visible breathing + movement disturbed everyone almost subconsciously. This strange silence lasted three stations. Until 34th street when a woman boarded + freaked out.
She turned to the passengers and said “do you know if this man is OK?” She then shook with this touching supplication + desperation, like she was saying “please don’t be dead on the floor of this filthy subway car.”
III
May I ask a question?
Why do you live in NYC?
Assuming, of course, that you live here. The milk of human kindness is curdled. Something about this place changes the character of things + people. Like naked ambition + desire + self-gratification don’t permit coexistence with decency and unrequited kindness.
What do you think?

July 7, 2006
Dear Miss New York City
On behalf of the clergy, staff and parishioners of St. Mark’s Church, it has recently come to our attention that the “Miss NYC” website (www.missnyc.com) includes a number of articles or photos which, although they might not be described as pornographic, seem to be tasteless and not consistent with the values/image of St. Mark’s Church. Some of them also appear to be sexually exploitive of young women. While these items are clearly a minority of all the links on the site and do not directly relate to the pageant, we are concerned about the possible impact of the church’s association with your event.
While we previously agreed to rent you the space for the July 21 pageant, we now ask that these questionable materials be removed immediately from your website. If this does not happen, the Miss NYC event cannot be held at St. Mark’s Church.
A few specific examples of the objectionable material include:
The photo on the “Parties” page of the woman with the leather gloved hand touching another woman’s breast.
An article on anal sex in the area on the Magazine section entitled “Sex Bytes”.
The photos of two semi-nude women fondling each other.
I’m sure that you recognize St. Mark’s need to protect our image and reputation, and to make sure that events we host and support are consistent with the stated values of the church. While we have not offered you direct financial support, you have been given a subsidized, greatly-reduced rate (available only to parishioners/community non-profits) for renting the space, along with exceptionally generous times for rehearsal and setup.Please notify me when you have removed any material that might be considered tasteless or objectionable. Once we have confirmed that this material is no longer on the website, we will notify you in writing that you may proceed with the event. If you cannot or will not comply with this reasonable request, the Miss NYC organization is obligated to change the location of the event.
Also, as a matter of policy, you must include the following disclaimer on any written material mentioning St. Mark’s: “This event is not sponsored by St. Mark’s Church in-the-Bowery and does not necessarily reflect the views and opinions of the church and parishioners.” As an attendee and member of our parish community, we expect your cooperation and concern for the best interests of St. Mark’s Church.
Sincerely,
St. Mark’s Church in-the-Bowery


Bwana,
I remain a cripple. Soon I will hatch from this painful egg a normal man, I hope.
Keep up the good work.
Cordially Yours,
J


i know that u must be tired of fighting with me..
i feel really bad after talking to u in such a rude way…
i am sorry for all the “mo lei chui lau”…
i am sorry for all the “mo liu” things i’ve ever said.. or done….
you’re a horrible little liar. you’re trying to fool da ones u care about da most. in fact everyone knows that u a just pretending. u a never a happy person. i know u think it’s for da best, but is hiding from them really what is rite? u should be ashamed. i’ve always told that u would amount to nothing. now here’s ur proof. i hate u, i dun understand da hatred i haf for u. if u only knew.. stop hiding… show them who u really a.. they may even like u for it. but i doubt it. u try to act tough and pretend like u dun care. but if they only knew u cried urself to sleep each nite, they’d laugh and torture u about it. that’s y u can’t show them. u can’t tell them. u can’t be real. ur stupidity amuses me, ur longing that’s never fulfilled, it makes me laugh. see that reflection in da mirror? yeah.. da one u don’t want to see… but it’s there. just that ugly face staring into ur hollow eyes. day after day. u’re worthless, and dun deserve to live. i hate everything about u. u push them away. they can’t hurt u if they dun get close. even though all u want more than anything is to be loved. i dun think u know what u want. u want sth more, but as i’ve told u, u’ll never get it. so stop fooling urself. and others. maybe then u will learn to accept.


i know that u must be tired of fighting with me..
i feel really bad after talking to u in such a rude way…
i am sorry for all the “mo lei chui lau”…
i am sorry for all the “mo liu” things i’ve ever said.. or done….
>>sometimes i like to bitch abt the little politics i know, sometimes abt love, n sometimes abt life in general. i know i reali shouldn’t. i m so much better off than some ppl n so are most of you. we take things for granted. i. for one. take tons of things for granted. ppl for instance, i always thought that the ppl i know n love would be there for me. forever. no matter wut. but i think yrs ahead from now. i m out of college. got a job n i m on my own. i’ve wut i started with. 10 yrs from now, hell i dun think any of you will even know me. a few maybe. doubtful though. people come n go n as far as i m concerned.


Miss New York City® Season has officially began.


i know that u must be tired of fighting with me..
i feel really bad after talking to u in such a rude way…
i am sorry for all the “mo lei chui lau”…
i am sorry for all the “mo liu” things i’ve ever said.. or done….
random thoughts::random vents:::
721::: so wut’s so special abt 721? proved that my bday is nth but a disaster. deplorable. miserable. pittiful.. simply pathetic
amazed::: i m so amazed by da way how eddie talks. in each sentence he said. there’s at least FOUR sex organs in it. =.=”
twenty::: its funny to see ppl judging others by numbers. how o r u? how much do u earn? how many credits do u haf? wut’s ur GPA? how much does ur car cost? how many gf/bfs did u have? wut does these numbers hafta do with a person’s character? i mean. yea i just turned 20 n does it mean that i turned into a mature mature teenager-not-anymore in one nite? age is just a number that gets bigger year after year. so wut? birthday doesn’t mean much to me anymore. just a day to hang out with frds. which is wut we do everyday except there’s sth more: a cake a candle a bday song n a whipped cream fight. that’s it. (i wanna take this point back cuz i had a great nite w/ my dear frds)
love?::: i’ve realized that i’ve been so distant to ppl for so long. i dun even know how to show affection towards anyone anymore. sure i mess around n try to be funny, but da day i say “i luv u” to sumone n truely mean it, well i just dun see it possible. i dun fall in love w/ ppl easily n its twice as hard for me to get over it. i can’t help but feel as if i was led onto thinking i was actually liked at different points n that was wut made me hold onto it for so long. i was total dumass for that. n still am. the sad part is. there r ppl that actually care abt me n i turn the other cheek, its almost like i enjoy going after things that i cant haf. its nice to not haf ppl throwing themselves at me for a change. reali cant stand for much of it..
emotions:::: lately, my emotions haf been bouncing back n forth, happy to sad, n everything in between. i can’t even keep up, n at most times when i try to identify how i m feeling, i m left in a confused state. it feels so gd to be around frds, but once i m left alone to think, i get sumwut depressed n i look into things too much. how can i go from feeling so gd to feeling totally lousy? it doesn’t show most of da time when i m around ppl. i m always laughing n wutever. n it wouldn’t even be half as bad if i actually knew wut was bringing me down. sum ppl ask “wut’s wrong?” n i reply with a “nth” because i dun even know. n they just keep poking at da subject, trying to get me to admit sth is wrong. this never ends well at all. i get pissed, flip out, n leave.
differences::: everyone has differences. learn to respect that. got into so many fights lately, obviously they’re not da type of ppl i want to be surrounded by anyway. one even judged me da day he met me, b4 we actually had any decent conversations. how can ppl do that? when i bitch n give my opinion, its not meant to offend anyone (in most cases). be a little more open-minded won’t ya? take a stand but hear others out too.
apology::: so many things going on n i cant take it no more. i wanna apologize to steve. matt n jan for being such a bitch these days. its just. my period. (yea i always blame on that). BUT. i apologize only for hurting you guys’ feelings. not that i admit i was wrong. i meant every word i said. as i always say. da truth hurts. live w/ it or go to hell. (i m not vy gd at apologizing i reckon) anywayz. i hope everythings gonna be fine between us. BUT. there’s no way i can say sorry to HIM n HIM. i did hurt their feelings too but i meant to.
i hope this is read.
(say yes if u actually finished reading this bull shit)

