And her life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
With his head leaning on the palm just looked generally people who work at a computer . I could swear accurately that although the computer room was full and it was time for exams, most of what there found myself engaged in navigating the social networking site that everyone was talking about.
the corner of his eye he saw as the eternal suitor of one of her friends left the room with a face of stress or it could endure. Chuckled to himself knowing that even though he thought no one knew anything at all it was a lot more informed than he could imagine.
sighed with weariness and then moved his shoulders slightly in small circles trying to relax as much I could. She unlike most college student population was not estrezada, or not for the reasons that people regularly took an incredible state of unhealthiness. She was tense for her life.
His novel (and that of others) had started about half a month ago and now it may feel that wearing long and tortuous months. The start up was in a telenovela about a small pink and then disaster season left and right as she tried to float in the sea of conflicting emotions which had been wrecked.
"Why had lied? Do you really want? What earned him metirle? "Volveríaa trust him? Should I give him a second chance? And what was with the others? Do you honestly want them? Or was it ?.... whim What if I still missed ... other? "He shook his head
strongly trying to remove those thoughts, he could not return. He is the past, that's where it should stay and be aware that and accept it. Maybe just trying
be the martyr in this great novel, because it was like right? the protagopnista suffered and for all.
A great pang in your stomach pulled from his thoughts reminding the great almuezo he had consumed. He breathed heavily, closed session on the computer, took his things and went to class thinking that whatever he did his life would go uphill like a roller coaster car. Expected to fall only worthwhile.
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Comense?
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Sanyo Eneloop Walmart
Every end has a new beginning... I guess
If I could define the last week of my life in one word I would choose ... soap opera.
do not know if that's good or bad. I remember a long long time I wanted my life to be as exciting as in soap operas, where when everything seemed to be incredibly well something "unexpected" happens now ... I just want out of this whirlwind of emotions choking me in a curious and somewhat tedious.
not only my life is like fake people in my family also goes through its history. While a debate sister in a decision soon if he does not take his chance will pass, my niece is the possibility to start again (as I would say the song of his beloved Tacuba)
Some time ago I had refugee in my dreams (that little or no resemblance to reality) or a book and in this case fell into the latter. I read Twilight in a few days and left me terribly nauseated, corny moments are too bothersome but one or two who in my opinion is saved.
not want to talk about my life at the moment too ... rare and dramatic, then ... I think this time no Drabble. IF something happens to me I promise I'll post
Finally! Finally, I hope that what he says is true ... my nick a start becoming a little more next time
If I could define the last week of my life in one word I would choose ... soap opera.
do not know if that's good or bad. I remember a long long time I wanted my life to be as exciting as in soap operas, where when everything seemed to be incredibly well something "unexpected" happens now ... I just want out of this whirlwind of emotions choking me in a curious and somewhat tedious.
not only my life is like fake people in my family also goes through its history. While a debate sister in a decision soon if he does not take his chance will pass, my niece is the possibility to start again (as I would say the song of his beloved Tacuba)
Some time ago I had refugee in my dreams (that little or no resemblance to reality) or a book and in this case fell into the latter. I read Twilight in a few days and left me terribly nauseated, corny moments are too bothersome but one or two who in my opinion is saved.
not want to talk about my life at the moment too ... rare and dramatic, then ... I think this time no Drabble. IF something happens to me I promise I'll post
Finally! Finally, I hope that what he says is true ... my nick a start becoming a little more next time
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Rangefinder Diy Laser
From Mother Clare Terrace Bar
(this is written in '88)
That afternoon picked up the phone the wrong person. Many afternoons had passed without anyone interfering with their communication, which was always short and concise. She called and said he only waited at the agreed place and time as always.
(this is written in '88)
That afternoon picked up the phone the wrong person. Many afternoons had passed without anyone interfering with their communication, which was always short and concise. She called and said he only waited at the agreed place and time as always.
The call was only to confirm his appointment attendance
This system was agreed upon since he went to live in the village . Before, when I still lived in the city is not called, were, if one of them did not show waiting patiently for the next appointment. And he explained the reasons for the absence. Not an excuse, because between them the most important was the confidence and friendship which they had, but because it had everything, with no obligation did so because they wanted and needed.
their relationship had been found in the tenderness, the happy feeling of tranquility andthe share, for the first time ever in its existence, their lives. The only thing that clouded his wonderful life together, was that it should be hidden.
He had another family he wanted, and was considered move forward. It was not morality or religion, was something as simple as the love he felt for them, belonged to his life from almost always and would not give them up, but this would have been better for é l.
This point is made clear when he realized that his relationship with Clara was going to be eternal. She accepted, did not care that I had family and would like the opposite. Also knew that enrich your love. Over time, reached want even without having any relationship with any of them.
the contrary was true Iscariot. That afternoon when he picked up the phone and heard that phrase in the mouth could not help women in front of all let it unleash its wrath.
Clara took the opportunity to say what he had always wanted to say, who mistreated a man who did not deserve this treatment, a man she had loved since she met him. From this long ago, maybe too much, could not remember the exact day of the month, but I knew it was a Monday like so many others gray. That day everything went wrong, at work and at home. When I went to catch the bus that conduciríaa home, as usual, the umbrella broke the catch on the gate next to the stop and fell due to the pull ; in a pool that had formed by the rain that fell throughout the day.
In these circumstances, ie, totally depressed and muddy, was how I knew. He waited for the bus that day in that same stop as his last job had just been to the house which belonged to the gate where he had begun " disaster. "
watched it falling into the pool quickly came to help, losing autobúsy soaking in water for that morning had left not prepared to deal with a di a crybaby.
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The night had been wet with the rising of the dawn the sky began to clear, the breeze was cleaning the remains of clouds on the horizon and saw the first colors.
But Paul had his head full of fears. It plunged on a gray day in a state of anxiety he hated. And this time the weather turned lasted a week. The result has been definitive. Encarna
had been in his life for two years, thin woman who dyed her hair every two months and whose chillóny tiny dog excrement was leaving for anywhere in the house, pertenecíaa past. Fortunately, the mother Encarna too.
He was happy to be rid of those things that, far from shedding light on his life, had been mired in mediocrity that he hated above all else. Now he could devote himself to his stories and his music. Could try to bridle the fear of flying and could find its place in the world, while still using the metro and train to move around the world. Seldom was driving, because others depend on take him very nervous and he was unable to pull out his driver's license. The train allowed him to read, listen to music and daydream while looking at the landscape or looking at other passengers and imagine their lives.
Paul, decided this morning that began have colors that would see the sunrise at the beach and then a coffee with James.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Bone Cancer Radiotherapy
He realizado MUCHAS e 41 cosas estupidas
INSTRUCTIONS: Mark an 'x' the stupid things that have happened, put the title 'I made' number 'of 41 Stupid Things taggea then 3 people.
1 - [] You dropped your gum out of your mouth when you speak. (ASCOOO!)
2 - [] You dropped your gum out of mouth when you're not talking. (That means Ammmm that it would be transparent?)
3 - [] You have beaten with a transparent door or something. (That's stupid!)
4 - [] You have pulled a moving vehicle. (Or that it was action movie extra)
5 - [x] You have thought of something funny and you start to laugh and people stare you weird. (Very often! But more shit that I wonder as I laughed and I laughed so much and I do not remember that it was xDD)
6 - [] You have beaten with a tree pole while walking. (Apply it to the # 3)
7 - [] You can lick your elbow. (Eh?!)
8 - [] By reading this you just try to lick your elbow. (Or that was dumb!)
9 - [] You never realized that the song 'alphabet' and the 'star where these' have the same rhythm. (THAT IS OBVIOUS!)
10 - [] By reading the number 9 trying to sing. (Ahm. .. no)
11 - [x] You have tripped on your shoelace and fallen. (But the fault of the shoe! ¬ ¬)
12 - [x] You have choked on your own spit (that happens to me when I talk fast, not breathing and without swallowing saliva (obviously))
13 - [] You have seen the the Matrix and still do not understand. (Of course I understand! After philosophy class with Teresa is obvious almost all rooms!)
14 - [x] Do not you realize that in the previous question is 2 times the word 'the'. (Hahah noo ... that's bad?)
15 - [] You just bring you back to see if it's true.
16 - [] Your hair color all painted less than that. (If I painted ... and thank god it has not passed)
17 - [] People have called you slow.
18 - [x] Do something accidentally burned. (Both accidental and intentional jejejeje)
19 - [] s tried to take a straw in his mouth but it went into your nose / eyes.
20 - [] Suddenly as that you drool.
21 - [x] You do fallen asleep (a) in class. (In class, while I shower, platikndo, watching TV, reading, "studying")
22 - [] Sometimes you stop thinking.
23 - [X] You're saying a story and forget what you meant. (Is that I like to tell the parallel stories, incidental, and demases! XDDD)
24 - [] People nods and walks away from you very often.
25 - [] Very often you say it does not pay any attention to the voice inside your head.
26 - [] You use your fingers to do simple math.
27 - [] You have eaten an insect.
28 - [] You are taking this test when you should be doing something important. (IS SATURDAY !!!!)
29 - [x] You have put your clothes on backwards on the wrong side. (It's called "Is x day of the week, I'm asleep, I have eggs and do not want to go school ")
30 - [x] Make searched all over for something and realized it was in the hand or pocket. (SI Y?!? And ?!?!?!?! as if no one had passed)
31 - [] You send chain letters because you are afraid of passing some of the things he says that going to happen even though you know it is not possible to pass.
32 - [x] You lose things very easily and often. (Especially the pencils ... DAMN PENCILS!)
33 - [] Your friends know not to use big words around you.
34 - [x] You hit your head with your hand when you're confused. (Lol so fit better ideas!)
35 - [x] You have fallen out of your chair. (SEHH jajajajaja!)
36 - [x] When you're lying in bed after the roof and try to find pictures in the texture of the ceiling. (For some reason the faces of politicians gringos are very easy to find)
37 - [] You say the word mmmm much as you talk.
38 - [x] Someone or more than someone said you're crazy. (And I take that as a compliment!)
39 - [x] You have spelled your name wrong. (Worm counts as a cartoon?)
40 - [] You have no idea so many programs that serve your computer.
41 - [] Do not know your cell number (THAT STUPID!)
INSTRUCTIONS: Mark an 'x' the stupid things that have happened, put the title 'I made' number 'of 41 Stupid Things taggea then 3 people.
1 - [] You dropped your gum out of your mouth when you speak. (ASCOOO!)
2 - [] You dropped your gum out of mouth when you're not talking. (That means Ammmm that it would be transparent?)
3 - [] You have beaten with a transparent door or something. (That's stupid!)
4 - [] You have pulled a moving vehicle. (Or that it was action movie extra)
5 - [x] You have thought of something funny and you start to laugh and people stare you weird. (Very often! But more shit that I wonder as I laughed and I laughed so much and I do not remember that it was xDD)
6 - [] You have beaten with a tree
7 - [] You can lick your elbow. (Eh?!)
8 - [] By reading this you just try to lick your elbow. (Or that was dumb!)
9 - [] You never realized that the song 'alphabet' and the 'star where these' have the same rhythm. (THAT IS OBVIOUS!)
10 - [] By reading the number 9 trying to sing. (Ahm. .. no)
11 - [x] You have tripped on your shoelace and fallen. (But the fault of the shoe! ¬ ¬)
12 - [x] You have choked on your own spit (that happens to me when I talk fast, not breathing and without swallowing saliva (obviously))
13 - [] You have seen the the Matrix and still do not understand. (Of course I understand! After philosophy class with Teresa is obvious almost all rooms!)
14 - [x] Do not you realize that in the previous question is 2 times the word 'the'. (Hahah noo ... that's bad?)
15 - [] You just bring you back to see if it's true.
16 - [] Your hair color all painted less than that. (If I painted ... and thank god it has not passed)
17 - [] People have called you slow.
18 - [x] Do something accidentally burned. (Both accidental and intentional jejejeje)
19 - [] s tried to take a straw in his mouth but it went into your nose / eyes.
20 - [] Suddenly as that you drool.
21 - [x] You do fallen asleep (a) in class. (In class, while I shower, platikndo, watching TV, reading, "studying")
22 - [] Sometimes you stop thinking.
23 - [X] You're saying a story and forget what you meant. (Is that I like to tell the parallel stories, incidental, and demases! XDDD)
24 - [] People nods and walks away from you very often.
25 - [] Very often you say it does not pay any attention to the voice inside your head.
26 - [] You use your fingers to do simple math.
27 - [] You have eaten an insect.
28 - [] You are taking this test when you should be doing something important. (IS SATURDAY !!!!)
29 - [x] You have put your clothes on backwards on the wrong side. (It's called "Is x day of the week, I'm asleep, I have eggs and do not want to go school ")
30 - [x] Make searched all over for something and realized it was in the hand or pocket. (SI Y?!? And ?!?!?!?! as if no one had passed)
31 - [] You send chain letters because you are afraid of passing some of the things he says that going to happen even though you know it is not possible to pass.
32 - [x] You lose things very easily and often. (Especially the pencils ... DAMN PENCILS!)
33 - [] Your friends know not to use big words around you.
34 - [x] You hit your head with your hand when you're confused. (Lol so fit better ideas!)
35 - [x] You have fallen out of your chair. (SEHH jajajajaja!)
36 - [x] When you're lying in bed after the roof and try to find pictures in the texture of the ceiling. (For some reason the faces of politicians gringos are very easy to find)
37 - [] You say the word mmmm much as you talk.
38 - [x] Someone or more than someone said you're crazy. (And I take that as a compliment!)
39 - [x] You have spelled your name wrong. (Worm counts as a cartoon?)
40 - [] You have no idea so many programs that serve your computer.
41 - [] Do not know your cell number (THAT STUPID!)
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Burn Marks On An Iron Plate
One year older
long ago I believed those things that actually exceeds the ficcióny think it's like that until the I live not believe it. I'm living, I believe it and I'm so happy = D hahaha I think these last weeks have been the best (if not uqe the best) and all thanks to a little person who makes every day that passes is special
= D Yeah, I have become very corny and sweet. Not as it should be this, that is currently the financial market plunges into a crisis that could have been avoided! Let us give thanks to the heavy reliance that the world has with the U.S. now if we were scrubbed now we screwed!! And still live in my world pink!
If it is, but I'm changing environment ... now that I think, as not much point being depressed, stressed and all that right? that is, because I scream or I get melancholy world markets do not improve ... And then?
But in the end! I can not save the world economy, if experts could lso that can make a poor student first semester?
The point now is that I am a year older (buaaaah!) but I am of age (yeiii!) then that means that I can gamble, drink and everything else wrong legally jajajajaja .. . responsibilities that come yuck!
Anyway, I'm well as nu ... I guess I'm fine as long as you continue living in my pink bubble. I am aware of the economic crisis that will come and will last a couple of years, I have fear that possibly in 2010 there is a revolution (with the thing that everything important in the history of my country goes in the 10's) and yet I believe that will only be temporary and that things will be solved ... that I'm delusional!
long ago I believed those things that actually exceeds the ficcióny think it's like that until the I live not believe it. I'm living, I believe it and I'm so happy = D hahaha I think these last weeks have been the best (if not uqe the best) and all thanks to a little person who makes every day that passes is special
= D Yeah, I have become very corny and sweet. Not as it should be this, that is currently the financial market plunges into a crisis that could have been avoided! Let us give thanks to the heavy reliance that the world has with the U.S. now if we were scrubbed now we screwed!! And still live in my world pink!
If it is, but I'm changing environment ... now that I think, as not much point being depressed, stressed and all that right? that is, because I scream or I get melancholy world markets do not improve ... And then?
But in the end! I can not save the world economy, if experts could lso that can make a poor student first semester?
The point now is that I am a year older (buaaaah!) but I am of age (yeiii!) then that means that I can gamble, drink and everything else wrong legally jajajajaja .. . responsibilities that come yuck!
Anyway, I'm well as nu ... I guess I'm fine as long as you continue living in my pink bubble. I am aware of the economic crisis that will come and will last a couple of years, I have fear that possibly in 2010 there is a revolution (with the thing that everything important in the history of my country goes in the 10's) and yet I believe that will only be temporary and that things will be solved ... that I'm delusional!
leave this drabble that I just happened
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-Tanti auguri a te .. tanti auguri a te tanti auguri a te .. tanti auguri bella tanti auguri a te Silvia BRAVO! - Shouted in unison half a dozen waiters and waitresses at the time that strongly applauded
- Make a wish - heard from his mother and she nodded.
closed his eyes and thought fleetingly as I could ask: he was surrounded by friends who were those who added that special flavor his life, his family was okay, school was doing better than the average student and nothing appeared that huge smile that lit up the mind, which made his days were special, which showed the great joy he shared to be at his side. He was what he had wanted for a long ... and finally had it!
world peace would not ask because it was wasting a wish, it would ask that the economic crisis because it had just God could not solve and I'm only sighing.
Sight and ask quietly: "My life will continue like this now" blowing fuertmente
And for that little candle flame of the small
cake extinguished ///////
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Paintball Guns Spiders
Wonderland
A messss! I know! For a month (even more) that do not post anything. Should feel guilty because I promised I would not drift quedaríaa this project and is what is happening. Here I will spend a little more often. No promises.
Perhaps one reason why I have not written anything is that my life has taken turns 180 ° without me prepared for such turns. Turns that are great and I do not like talk about them until they are realized because I always left with the feeling that if something is said they met spoil.
But in the end! Now if I can say! THIS SEASON IS THE BEST SOUND OF MY LIFE! hahaha I think I get excited too: D anyway, I want to share this so there is a Drabble:
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felt his arms
around him, his warm breath on his forehead calcining a tender kiss that which could only managing to close your eyes and enjoy the touch of those lips on her skin. He blinked a few times to get used to the dim light was due to the large gray clouds that were in the sky. And I looked
... He returned the look
Inside and never faltered as she was extremely grateful that he was at his side, that although she could not share the time that she would loved to spend these small ; you great moments with him.
Because even though the day was cloudy, for her, the sun shining brightly in the immense coat color blue. /////
Ok, I am very corny!
Comense?
A messss! I know! For a month (even more) that do not post anything. Should feel guilty because I promised I would not drift quedaríaa this project and is what is happening. Here I will spend a little more often. No promises.
Perhaps one reason why I have not written anything is that my life has taken turns 180 ° without me prepared for such turns. Turns that are great and I do not like talk about them until they are realized because I always left with the feeling that if something is said they met spoil.
But in the end! Now if I can say! THIS SEASON IS THE BEST SOUND OF MY LIFE! hahaha I think I get excited too: D anyway, I want to share this so there is a Drabble:
//////
felt his arms
around him, his warm breath on his forehead calcining a tender kiss that which could only managing to close your eyes and enjoy the touch of those lips on her skin. He blinked a few times to get used to the dim light was due to the large gray clouds that were in the sky. And I looked
... He returned the look
Inside and never faltered as she was extremely grateful that he was at his side, that although she could not share the time that she would loved to spend these small ; you great moments with him.
Because even though the day was cloudy, for her, the sun shining brightly in the immense coat color blue. /////
Ok, I am very corny!
Comense?
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Curtain With Tie Back In The Middle
Paul
"From the terrace overlooking the sea that gives me so hard, I feel that nothing happens. I filled the eyes of their light and soul of its salt.
Biryanny This chicken is made for kings. You are fantastic Paul do you remember the day I went for ground cardamom?
Paul laughed out loud, almost chokes on rice. His laughter was an explosion of light. His eyes were bright and you could see them as his mind was already in motion. In a few minutes would start a exciting game of ideas, quick and agile. Therefore, its speed and imagination, I liked it so much. Talking to him was becoming a race of neurons. And his eyes sparkled.
now looking at sea. Try glare, sometimes the moon, bring me those sparks.
This terrace is mine since it is not. Now I spend here, as before, but now alone, my best times of day, without fear of any recurrence.
The lights are dim in the sky of March. The market is full of tourists who share the corridors with the public. In brief return to the terrace eating that delicious ice cream straciatella how much I liked the Gothic Quarter. I bought
pure spices, I cook the rice properly, maybe this afternoon Paul back. He is a good cook and a great eater. Yes, I know, I should not dream. But I need it right now in my life everything seems about to break. Although you know, I renewed the terrace. It's like a paradise found, without having ever lost. It is, I know, an escape, but today is a special day on June 11.
An ugly date, but I have great significance. Paul's birthday. You would have probably already guessed. You may charm lies in its dual character. That makes it easily becomes my Prince Charming Marino. Or it may mean that I am a masochist.
"From the terrace overlooking the sea that gives me so hard, I feel that nothing happens. I filled the eyes of their light and soul of its salt.
Biryanny This chicken is made for kings. You are fantastic Paul do you remember the day I went for ground cardamom?
Paul laughed out loud, almost chokes on rice. His laughter was an explosion of light. His eyes were bright and you could see them as his mind was already in motion. In a few minutes would start a exciting game of ideas, quick and agile. Therefore, its speed and imagination, I liked it so much. Talking to him was becoming a race of neurons. And his eyes sparkled.
now looking at sea. Try glare, sometimes the moon, bring me those sparks.
This terrace is mine since it is not. Now I spend here, as before, but now alone, my best times of day, without fear of any recurrence.
The lights are dim in the sky of March. The market is full of tourists who share the corridors with the public. In brief return to the terrace eating that delicious ice cream straciatella how much I liked the Gothic Quarter. I bought
pure spices, I cook the rice properly, maybe this afternoon Paul back. He is a good cook and a great eater. Yes, I know, I should not dream. But I need it right now in my life everything seems about to break. Although you know, I renewed the terrace. It's like a paradise found, without having ever lost. It is, I know, an escape, but today is a special day on June 11.
An ugly date, but I have great significance. Paul's birthday. You would have probably already guessed. You may charm lies in its dual character. That makes it easily becomes my Prince Charming Marino. Or it may mean that I am a masochist.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Pretty Baby Brooke Shields
Get what I want but not what I need
2 days ago began an ordeal that lasted an estimated 720 days (approximately 1.7 years spread over a longer period than is) do not know if Calvary is the best way to define this new phase of my life, something I like, however ... is sometimes that trust fails. And the way it started this new project in my life (which I plan to go out gracefully and hope) I think it is time for new things come together. Metaphorically speaking it is time to replace things with new ones. But what happens when you do not want to replace these things?
It's like when you have a pair you love, you look good when you put it and so but it is time to change it because we finally got off those extra pounds Masy the pants no longer fit your new shape. You need to change it, because it is not the suitable for you, but do not want other pants. Do I explain?
If not, hopefully with the next drabble for me to understand
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- "Raise hand those who are new entrants "-
She turned to see the room, there was no need to raise his hand as already had one about 3 years at that institution. With orbs could make no more than four arms in the air and then his eye fell on him.
The type of hair that always looked ... he possessed, combed an informal but orderly showed a long no more than the ears. Red dress highlighted the white skin of his face at that time outlining a big smile.
Instinctively she smiled, though such a gesture it was not for the kindness with which he demonstrated invited to imitate. For a while continued to stare at that person and then run a bit nostalgic.
could have the features I wanted, could be what she wanted, could be behind the perfect man for her ... and she did not care. He was what I wanted ... but not what I needed.
////// I tried not to project myself, really!
2 days ago began an ordeal that lasted an estimated 720 days (approximately 1.7 years spread over a longer period than is) do not know if Calvary is the best way to define this new phase of my life, something I like, however ... is sometimes that trust fails. And the way it started this new project in my life (which I plan to go out gracefully and hope) I think it is time for new things come together. Metaphorically speaking it is time to replace things with new ones. But what happens when you do not want to replace these things?
It's like when you have a pair you love, you look good when you put it and so but it is time to change it because we finally got off those extra pounds Masy the pants no longer fit your new shape. You need to change it, because it is not the suitable for you, but do not want other pants. Do I explain?
If not, hopefully with the next drabble for me to understand
/////
- "Raise hand those who are new entrants "-
She turned to see the room, there was no need to raise his hand as already had one about 3 years at that institution. With orbs could make no more than four arms in the air and then his eye fell on him.
The type of hair that always looked ... he possessed, combed an informal but orderly showed a long no more than the ears. Red dress highlighted the white skin of his face at that time outlining a big smile.
Instinctively she smiled, though such a gesture it was not for the kindness with which he demonstrated invited to imitate. For a while continued to stare at that person and then run a bit nostalgic.
could have the features I wanted, could be what she wanted, could be behind the perfect man for her ... and she did not care. He was what I wanted ... but not what I needed.
////// I tried not to project myself, really!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
How 2 Delete History On Direct Tv
The neighbor
In November he moved to the next floor. Half-bodied, cold eyes and few words passed unnoticed wherever they travel.
That move was response at the end of a complex and ultimately left a huge load of frustration and misogyny in it. Willing to hate until the end of their days any woman who is put forward.
Especially those two neighbors hated so cute and independent. That do not bear their lives without restrictions.
At night, on his bed sheets gray eyes on this golden lamp model 60's, figured in the neighboring house of partners to make them humiliated beings incapable of making decisions, unable to lift look much less voice. If he could hide beneath the thousand layers of fabric to be filthy.
These thoughts I plunged into a shallow sleep and no repair that slowly consumed him
In November he moved to the next floor. Half-bodied, cold eyes and few words passed unnoticed wherever they travel.
That move was response at the end of a complex and ultimately left a huge load of frustration and misogyny in it. Willing to hate until the end of their days any woman who is put forward.
Especially those two neighbors hated so cute and independent. That do not bear their lives without restrictions.
At night, on his bed sheets gray eyes on this golden lamp model 60's, figured in the neighboring house of partners to make them humiliated beings incapable of making decisions, unable to lift look much less voice. If he could hide beneath the thousand layers of fabric to be filthy.
These thoughts I plunged into a shallow sleep and no repair that slowly consumed him
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Restaurant Staff Uniform
4 years
four years to continue a novel, just outlined, I fear there are many. The idea here is to see the remnants of the various characters, to incorporate new and write.
petty characters are needed ...
action is needed ...
are needed daily miseries ... Jaume
four years to continue a novel, just outlined, I fear there are many. The idea here is to see the remnants of the various characters, to incorporate new and write.
petty characters are needed ...
action is needed ...
are needed daily miseries ... Jaume
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Homemade Dirtbike Cakes
intended to end the script, so it was important to finish. Needed to be creative. But he realized that more needed to start to finish, because that phrase was all that had so far. He wore a week there looking at that sentence.
While the rooftop terrace Clara was doing well, that in that wonderful city attic open to the Mediterranean and the world, modern and light gave him the strength he needed to create their designs. A graphic design Clara had allowed him to escape the office and the routine of that horrible press and also able to unleash their creative side, that we all have and that James had not identified. Because
have it had it but it was precisely where he insisted on searching. Clara was very clear, James was an artist, but with his hands and in his workshop. Down there for a week was a beauty industry ready to be restored and become a piece worthy of a museum but in this case could be used and enjoyed as I would like the sculptors. That bike screaming for Jaume.
could be so happy at the workshop that had mounted a small but very comfortable and cozy. Where had their photos and trophies, to the little cup that came out of a plastic egg that made that trip to the five "fantastic and him." But James was not able to see when their hands worked on those engines, he stepped onto the platform to work with any comfort, people stopped to look.
What's The Real Name For The Pinkie
Workshop
was sitting having coffee. The day was warm and sunny but the sea reflected like a mirror. If it was not January, and Tuesday thirteen, I would have bathed, but I settled for a deep breath and sit down and read the newspaper while drinking coffee. That
terrace I had taken many months of kicking Barcelona, when I reached the city did not know, but if I knew what I wanted it. Now sitting here has been the best decision of my life. This penthouse has given me peace and has restored my ability to dream, I lost thanks to Paul.
Paul was a man I met two years before moving to Barcelona. He was tall, dark green eyes to what your normal is transformed into an interesting presence. But to me what I liked almost become an obsession, it was his lips. It was a perfect pink, fleshy, sensual greatly from the first day I saw the wanted. Paul was a man funny, smart and tireless in their dreams and their conversations, would spend hours and hours talking, laughing, sharing music and stories, we were happy together. Until it was a panic attack, then to the silence and sadness I chewed.
Through their eyes and their stories began to love Barcelona, I began to drown in the center, away from the sea that much missed. So I decided to look for work there, in this modern, Mediterranean and world and the future. He would teach Catalan, which was the single biggest obstacle to getting a job there. If it were not for language, had been in Barcelona in the second period intermission, as I call it now. Were only three months, but in the third sadness embedded in the soul, and it took me a month after he returned to make it disappear. But 17 days after he left that sadness again and again, but now it was as if an old friend again, someone who ultimately betrays you do not, or you lie.
From that day once again forgot that we were right for each other, he forgot that nobody in the world and I love him, that day I decided I would touch the sky, with or without him. And one way of playing is at sea, the Mediterranean Sea I was born, in which I was happy as I have not to be. Dreams without breaking the happiness that they never recovered and always pursued.
That spring, the illusion became part of my life, because this time he hoped that Paul would disappear, I knew him very well. This time, having apologized for the former and swearing and swearing he would never let me down, to sink into his fears, he did. But this time I tried to stop him, but I held no sting me, trying once again to save him from himself, trying to trust, but Paul was on his way to his fear.
I could not help and hung up the phone, is now felt I released a weight, did not have to wait and see if he endured to our meeting or not. Because I had already gone, this time it was me.
But he called, with his sweet voice, and hear almost forgot that he was leaving. But he was aggressive, uncompromising, ready to surrender without a doubt. And called and called and decided I should put an end to this suffering, he would not tell me he loved me as I wanted, but could move forward without him, knowing with certainty that no longer wanted to share with me anything.
And so, Paul tried to blame me for his decision, but at that point I knew him better than myself. It was like clockwork. So this time, do not shut up I said and hung up the phone again. It's something I hate, but it was the third time I did not want to hear lies. And I also wanted him to govern as they please. This time I'm going to stop trampling, as if he were perfect, no, especially not going to let him go thinking he had misled me.
And he called again. But had no response. I had already gone. She cried, but I could not grind them, who tried to humiliate me. No, I had already made a decision long before he realized he no longer wanted a relationship with me.
a relationship! If not We had nothing, but for him, it seemed. Yes, he played to have a relationship ...
Paul took the envelope and looked at a shudder through her body. Mar had written. Still remembered it, that thought upset him. He had thought much about it, especially in the damage they have done it again. I had thought to call it, in writing, but he was ashamed. Now I had a letter from her hands. He opened it and read it, her tears wet the paper. Ocean was a woman with more capacity for love he had known.
He lay on the couch, from the terrace we could hear the whisper of the sea. Weekends and free days was to her apartment on the coast. There he filled his lungs with air and snuff as he listened to his music and the sea that she so loved and missed.
When the morning was given his long walk, barefoot, he felt rejuvenated yet be old, sadness or bad luck in love as he said, had sometimes abandon and passion for good food made the rest. The snuff and a few kilos of most are a combination that takes years, not because you die before that also, but because you're not strong enough.
"Coffee with milk, when you can Jaume. Thanks. Phew silicone rather go on. Paul laughed with James as they watched on television artificial woman. At that time he noticed the woman who had taken a black coffee, while reading the newspaper.
had raised his eyes to the TV to see what the two men produced such glee. Paul was loved and raised his eyebrows and lips twisted slightly. Then he smiled slightly.
She was slim, tall, red hair and seemed to be used to isolate amid the noise. Reading the newspaper while drinking coffee and her hair was bound by the sunglasses. His hands were long fingers and legs also appeared. Paul was passing thorough review.
sign Jaume asked if he knew, he indicated it was the first time he saw her. That
critical and talkative man seemed interesting but did not dare to look towards that corner of the bar. Who knows maybe it would be interesting to go back to that bar, Mar.
was sitting having coffee. The day was warm and sunny but the sea reflected like a mirror. If it was not January, and Tuesday thirteen, I would have bathed, but I settled for a deep breath and sit down and read the newspaper while drinking coffee. That
terrace I had taken many months of kicking Barcelona, when I reached the city did not know, but if I knew what I wanted it. Now sitting here has been the best decision of my life. This penthouse has given me peace and has restored my ability to dream, I lost thanks to Paul.
Paul was a man I met two years before moving to Barcelona. He was tall, dark green eyes to what your normal is transformed into an interesting presence. But to me what I liked almost become an obsession, it was his lips. It was a perfect pink, fleshy, sensual greatly from the first day I saw the wanted. Paul was a man funny, smart and tireless in their dreams and their conversations, would spend hours and hours talking, laughing, sharing music and stories, we were happy together. Until it was a panic attack, then to the silence and sadness I chewed.
Through their eyes and their stories began to love Barcelona, I began to drown in the center, away from the sea that much missed. So I decided to look for work there, in this modern, Mediterranean and world and the future. He would teach Catalan, which was the single biggest obstacle to getting a job there. If it were not for language, had been in Barcelona in the second period intermission, as I call it now. Were only three months, but in the third sadness embedded in the soul, and it took me a month after he returned to make it disappear. But 17 days after he left that sadness again and again, but now it was as if an old friend again, someone who ultimately betrays you do not, or you lie.
From that day once again forgot that we were right for each other, he forgot that nobody in the world and I love him, that day I decided I would touch the sky, with or without him. And one way of playing is at sea, the Mediterranean Sea I was born, in which I was happy as I have not to be. Dreams without breaking the happiness that they never recovered and always pursued.
That spring, the illusion became part of my life, because this time he hoped that Paul would disappear, I knew him very well. This time, having apologized for the former and swearing and swearing he would never let me down, to sink into his fears, he did. But this time I tried to stop him, but I held no sting me, trying once again to save him from himself, trying to trust, but Paul was on his way to his fear.
I could not help and hung up the phone, is now felt I released a weight, did not have to wait and see if he endured to our meeting or not. Because I had already gone, this time it was me.
But he called, with his sweet voice, and hear almost forgot that he was leaving. But he was aggressive, uncompromising, ready to surrender without a doubt. And called and called and decided I should put an end to this suffering, he would not tell me he loved me as I wanted, but could move forward without him, knowing with certainty that no longer wanted to share with me anything.
And so, Paul tried to blame me for his decision, but at that point I knew him better than myself. It was like clockwork. So this time, do not shut up I said and hung up the phone again. It's something I hate, but it was the third time I did not want to hear lies. And I also wanted him to govern as they please. This time I'm going to stop trampling, as if he were perfect, no, especially not going to let him go thinking he had misled me.
And he called again. But had no response. I had already gone. She cried, but I could not grind them, who tried to humiliate me. No, I had already made a decision long before he realized he no longer wanted a relationship with me.
a relationship! If not We had nothing, but for him, it seemed. Yes, he played to have a relationship ...
Paul took the envelope and looked at a shudder through her body. Mar had written. Still remembered it, that thought upset him. He had thought much about it, especially in the damage they have done it again. I had thought to call it, in writing, but he was ashamed. Now I had a letter from her hands. He opened it and read it, her tears wet the paper. Ocean was a woman with more capacity for love he had known.
He lay on the couch, from the terrace we could hear the whisper of the sea. Weekends and free days was to her apartment on the coast. There he filled his lungs with air and snuff as he listened to his music and the sea that she so loved and missed.
When the morning was given his long walk, barefoot, he felt rejuvenated yet be old, sadness or bad luck in love as he said, had sometimes abandon and passion for good food made the rest. The snuff and a few kilos of most are a combination that takes years, not because you die before that also, but because you're not strong enough.
"Coffee with milk, when you can Jaume. Thanks. Phew silicone rather go on. Paul laughed with James as they watched on television artificial woman. At that time he noticed the woman who had taken a black coffee, while reading the newspaper.
had raised his eyes to the TV to see what the two men produced such glee. Paul was loved and raised his eyebrows and lips twisted slightly. Then he smiled slightly.
She was slim, tall, red hair and seemed to be used to isolate amid the noise. Reading the newspaper while drinking coffee and her hair was bound by the sunglasses. His hands were long fingers and legs also appeared. Paul was passing thorough review.
sign Jaume asked if he knew, he indicated it was the first time he saw her. That
critical and talkative man seemed interesting but did not dare to look towards that corner of the bar. Who knows maybe it would be interesting to go back to that bar, Mar.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Use Skull Candy With Ps3
sat drinking coffee
thought I've been doing a thousand things at once, scattered in short, when my subconscious wonderful and accurate as always, brings out to the surface what I can to avoid dispersion.
All except skiing, has been able to keep my attention, well besides sleep and good readings or those wonderful tales of grandmother, mathematics.
still remember how I sucked and was able to spend hours without getting up from his chair, and how he wished it was time to start with them. Only one thing in this life we could repent and have not studied mathematics. And all because I was afraid to be happy!
I will definitely banish the fears of my life, the truth is that you feel much better. Freer and more able to offer something positive to others or simply enjoy the company of those who want or you'll want. Lately I'm back
thought I've been doing a thousand things at once, scattered in short, when my subconscious wonderful and accurate as always, brings out to the surface what I can to avoid dispersion.
All except skiing, has been able to keep my attention, well besides sleep and good readings or those wonderful tales of grandmother, mathematics.
still remember how I sucked and was able to spend hours without getting up from his chair, and how he wished it was time to start with them. Only one thing in this life we could repent and have not studied mathematics. And all because I was afraid to be happy!
I will definitely banish the fears of my life, the truth is that you feel much better. Freer and more able to offer something positive to others or simply enjoy the company of those who want or you'll want. Lately I'm back
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Female Pierced Nipples Freeones
Reasons for Scatter Scatter olives and
embarked on a thousand projects, but these are all my old projects, as always, which are a thousand times and thought to dream, those who did not leave because they can not share, because it was the right time.
Every day I have more clear that the best years to come, and all those who are already missing me a whole me, are so deep that now I understand their lives, fears and joys, that something that the end of "Demian "when I first read it 14 years gave him a totally different interpretation, barely knew one end to the other part is for the few who have not forgotten and that fascinated me. The second time I read it and understand it may be time for the third reading ....... There's nothing like
embarked on a thousand projects, but these are all my old projects, as always, which are a thousand times and thought to dream, those who did not leave because they can not share, because it was the right time.
Every day I have more clear that the best years to come, and all those who are already missing me a whole me, are so deep that now I understand their lives, fears and joys, that something that the end of "Demian "when I first read it 14 years gave him a totally different interpretation, barely knew one end to the other part is for the few who have not forgotten and that fascinated me. The second time I read it and understand it may be time for the third reading ....... There's nothing like
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