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Generally, when BitComet first runs in your computer with Windows XP system, you will be notified to set the firewall to block or unblock BitComet, if you enable the system firewall. In this case, you should set it as “unblock”. Or else, you need to change some settings of the firewall according to this guide.

1. IF HAVING "Catogery View"

Click Start

       Control Panel

       Security Centre

       Than click on Windows Firewall

2. IF HAVING "Classic View"

Click Start

       Control Panel

        Windows Firewall

Make sure that “Don’t allow exceptions” is unselected whether the firewall is on or off.

Then, click “Exceptions” tag; check all the items in “Programs and Services”; make all BitComet services and UpnP Framework selected. Don’t forget to click “OK” to save the changes.

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       I have been downloading movies for long time and now have experienced alot about it. Like how to know file is fake or not,preview it as soon as possible to check whether its good or not,get speed,right language,small good file,if need sub how to get sub and put it in video while watching it,how to burn easily,have sound problems solved,download not completing,which movies to watch,get full version softwares,computer how to keep it fast,how to share,sites for downloading,converting to 3gp,mpeg4(ipod) good full version softwares and all...bla bla bla!! 

                                          So if u need any help i have some posts in my blog and since there are numerous problems and each has something different issues i can't post all in detail but u can comment yr problem in this post and i will keep checking the comments and i will reply u back with solutions as soon as possible.

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I'm 17 years old and I ran away last year, in April. You see, my mother was drinking all day, and we had a family get together earlier that day. Anyway, we got home and she was fine for a while. I took a bath, and when I got out, i got dressed, and I was trying to find my brush. Mom's boyfriend and my brother were somewhere else at that time.

I kind of threw a fit a little bit, because I couldn't find it, I tore a hole in the house. My mom woke up and started yelling at me. She said I woke her up, and she started cursing at me and throwing things. She broke a glass, and also put a hole in the wall from a door she slammed against the wall, the handle broke through. She was saying stuff like, "You kids are the most ungrateful, son's of bitches on the planet! You know what, I'm gonna run away! That's right, I'm gonna run away. You and (my brother, I won't give out his name, or mine.) can support your own sorry asses!" And by that
time, I was really scared, and I started for the door, I didn't even grab my shoes! I just ran out in the poring rain, in a T-shirt and jeans. And my mother was yelling after me, "Fuck you, go to hell!"

Like I said, I was scared, of a lot of things. I didn't even feel the rain outside, and I didn't care that my socks were wet, I just ran. I ran like a scared rabbit.......

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Hello. If you are reading my story, chances are you are in trouble, know some who is, or you have been there yourself. I ran away from home when I was 14 for the first time. I was gone for 2 weeks. When I came home, my mother asked me how my day at school was. (Oh yeah forgot a little bit of info. My mom is a crack head and my father, last we heard, was in the California State Corectional Facility). My mom was high at the time, but then again I can't remember a time when she wasn't high.

Well that's when I finally realized that my mom didn't care about me. She never even realized that I was gone for two whole weeks. I ran away again about 3 or 4 months after that just before my 15th b-day. This time I was staying with people who noticed if i was home 1/2 an hour late. i liked it.

Well, my mom didn't seem to want me to be happy, so she got a court order saying I had to live with her. She had a new boyfriend who liked to touch little girls. I'm not exactly little, so I fought back. I hurt the son of a b*tch, too. Just what he deserved. My mom tried to blame it on me, of course. Cops were called and they believed her story over mine. I was arrested and sent to lock up.

When I got out I ran away again. I left with this kid Steve. At first we were just friends but then we got closer. We went to Arizona (all the way from Massachusetts) to live with his older brother for a while. We both got jobs, and moved into a nice apartment. Steve was 18 so he could legally sign the lease. I went back to school and graduated with honors and I am know attending college. Shortly after I graduated high school, Steve and I got married. We have been happily married for 10 months. We were able to turn our lives around. I just hope that if someone out there is reading this and they're at the end of their rope this'll give them something to look forward to. Things can change for the better. THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (please comment and vote it will help other people)

My daughter started running at 11. The first time she was gone a weekend. The last time, at age 16, she was gone for months. In between those runs, I sent her to treatment programs, wilderness programs, out of state schools, anything and everything to keep her alive. She spent a total of 3 ½ years in various treatment facilities or juvenile corrections.

There is nothing in the world like the feeling of your kid being missing. Wondering if she is dead or alive, hurt and needing you. The pain is immense, but not as bad as the pain when you realize that the whole routine has gotten “normal”…”Gee, she’s gone again”. I never stopped worrying, but self-preservation required I sleep and attend to life while she was gone.

In the end, I gave up on trying to “parent” her. I sought to maintain the relationship. It was hanging by a thread, but that thread was precious to me. It was the only link to her, the only way for her to find her way home. I simply explained that she knew how to live in my house, what was required. She had a choice to stay or go, no police, no hunting for her, no chasing her. Her choice…and she left…but the thread remained.

I never refused her when she showed up again. This time was at 2am , drunk, half naked in winter, crying hysterically. This was after being gone for months. Where had she been? How did she get in this condition on my door step? I didn’t care, just welcomed her back in again. Her words that night were “I’m done mom. I can’t take it anymore, I want to come home”.

The thread got stronger. I quit being the enemy, I just shut up and let her suffer the consequences of her actions. Her choices, her consequences. I never, ever lied to her. If I knew the cops would pick her up or that she’d be returned to juvie, or if I didn’t know what would happen, I always told the truth. The thread got stronger.

Today she is 20. Her life......

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I'm 17 years old and I ran away last year, in April. You see, my mother was drinking all day, and we had a family get together earlier that day. Anyway, we got home and she was fine for a while. I took a bath, and when I got out, i got dressed, and I was trying to find my brush. Mom's boyfriend and my brother were somewhere else at that time.

I kind of threw a fit a little bit, because I couldn't find it, I tore a hole in the house. My mom woke up and started yelling at me. She said I woke her up, and she started cursing at me and throwing things. She broke a glass, and also put a hole in the wall from a door she slammed against the wall, the handle broke through. She was saying stuff like, "You kids are the most ungrateful, son's of bitches on the planet! You know what, I'm gonna run away! That's right, I'm gonna run away. You and (my brother, I won't give out his name, or mine.) can support your own sorry asses!" And by that
time, I was really scared, and I started for the door, I didn't even grab my shoes! I just ran out in the poring rain, in a T-shirt and jeans. And my mother was yelling after me, "Fuck you, go to hell!"

Like I said, I was scared, of a lot of things. I didn't even feel the rain outside, and I didn't care that my socks were wet, I just ran. I ran like a scared rabbit. I ran to my friends house, and I told her and her family what happened, and they let me stay the night. I was scared the whole time. Every time I heard a noise upstairs, cause we were in the basement, I thought my mom was there. I've been scared of her, from past experiences, but anyway I couldn't sleep all night. I dozed off, and woke up at every noise I heard.

The next day, my mom called that friends house, and we talked for a few minutes, but I don't know if she remembers anything she does when she's drunk. I went home a little later, and we talked some more. I was home after that, and the rest of my family even stopped by to see if I was okay, but none......

My name is Larry and I was 14 when I ran away from home. My mom and I argued constantly. One night it got so bad that she started hitting me. I couldn't take it any longer and I had to get out of there.

It was 2:00am when I opened my window and jumped out. When my feet hit the ground I ran as fast as I could. I was a little chubby then so I couldn't run very fast but fast enough to get away. I went to a nearby highway going south and I started to follow it. I hitched a ride with some truckers who let me off somewhere in Ohio. I had no money so I had to steal food to eat. I had no where to go so I just kept walking. At night I wrapped up in the blanket I brought and slept in the deep ditch that I had been walking in.

One day a police car pulled up beside me and a cop got out. He asked me where I was going and I said I was going to the next exit. That I had just got back from a sleepover and I was walking home. He told me to get in and I did. He pulled off on the next exit and asked me where my house was. I directed him to a nearby neighborhood. He asked which house and I looked around for a house that looked empty. I told him it was a house that looked as if no one was there. I got out of the car and he did too. He wanted to talk to my parents. I went up to the house and knocked hoping no one was there. I told the officer that my mom was at work. He gave me a long glare and said to keep off the highway. He back into his partol car and drove off. The instant he was out of sight I ran as fast as I could.

From then on I took side roads. I went through people's trash for food and slept anywhere I thought it was somewhat safe. This went on for weeks and I was weak and tried from walking. Then I came to Columbus OH. I was tired of runing and walking. I decided to get a job there. I got a job at a local used book store telling them that my family was in trouble and I needed some money to support them. They didn't ask for much info. I started working there full time......