Dear 43 Things Users,

10 years after introducing 43 Things to the world, we have decided we have met our last goal: completing the incredible experience that has been 43 Things. Please join us in giving one last cheer to all the folks who have shared their goals with the world, as well as all the people who have worked at The Robot Co-op to build this incredible website. We won a Webby Award, published a book, and brought happiness to a lot of people.

Starting today, 43 Things users can export their goals and entries from the site. Starting August 15, we will make the site “read only”. 43 Things users will still be able to view the site and export their content, but we won’t be taking any new content from users. We hope to leave the site up for folks to see and download their content until the end of the year. Ending on New Year’s Eve takes us full circle.

It has been a long ride (one of our original goals was to "build a company that lasts at least 2 years” - we beat that one!) While we wish the site could live on, it has suffered from a number of challenges - changes in how people use the site, the advertising industry, and how search engines view the site. We wish the outcome was different – but we’ve always been realistic about when our goals are met and when they aren't.

As of today, you will be able to download your goals and entries. See more about that on the FAQ page. Thanks for 10 great years of goal-setting and achieving.

- The Robots.

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i was about ten when i wrote my first rhyme.. over years Ive learnt how to work rhymes.. in a flat where i sat and search my mind for perfect lines.. dedicated to the next time.. and spilling it twice..
my real life ain’t nice.. i just pick up a pen.. see where I’m at in the game.. steadily.. the boy is ready.. already they know my name.. every line is a dart see me flowing the pain.. got no doe in the bank.. don’t give a f##k.. as long as i got flow in the tank..
you’ll never stop my rebel.. you’ll have to blow me with a tank.. ””f##k the world””..
if the world was a person.. we as a population would probably kill them.. ill innit.. fighting the world coz I’m still in it.. and Ive seen some ill roads with unique lyrics.. spat with some real thugs.. man Ive even used to sell drugs..
spit and leave.. slapping hands as i exit.. man s’##t i can tell you now its was hectic.. it felt good coz i was getting respect trying to get out of heel quick..
for the moment.. that moment when you on the mic.. looking over the crowds all i see is lights.. wow….. the crowds looking hype.. seems ill be allright.. go on to the next one.. my mum had a hexed son.. never flow my best ones.. done know its still perfection..

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