Happy New End!
woke up 20 minutes ago and about to go to lentu.ru, I realized that everything yesterday, pardon the word , shit left in yesterday. The mood is back, and tears, frustration and all that crap left in the gap from 11 pm to 5 am. I remember the December 29 and 30, two beautiful days in the studio apartment, where there is no salt, and sugar was over toilet paper, and all the crumbs in the bed, because that emerge from the warm blankets did not want both of us. Drunk party was dancing, captured on camera, almost demolished by the plasma and the lack of a few pans, for In order to prepare fine food.
-Damn, I want a sweet, well I really want sweet!.
-Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, God in the flat, at least something to eat? "
breaks into a smile when I remember how we were too lazy to get out of bed and we came up with the concept of robots that will bring all of you and you will continue to chop up food for silk underwear. And, as we are, at times two or three, stood up out of bed and went to the store for a sweet, because breaking Sugar, Mars and ice cream was unbearable. How to brush your teeth? "We were in pajamas and jackets on top, I think it passersby were happy, considering that in 24-hours of our preferences were not satisfied, had to pitch to the grocery store )))))) (Pecan good modern word that can not be used in secular circles to describe the gravity walk, especially in the eerie cold)
Ah, Home Sweet Home! felt two days was at home, not taking into account the smell of water, tar soap, lack of utensils, musty whipped cream and the lack of blinds for the bathroom. But a heated floor and could not wear shoes or socks and walk barefoot, as I like! "Plus been besonnye night, talking about life, laughter and good movies.
How Grishkovec said: "The mood has improved!" A new day, bright and good morning! And the past few days minus 5:00 last night = Christmas mood. And no matter what I do not even know the people with whom the happy occasion will mark the NG (an abbreviation synonymous I have to Natalia G., not New Year) , of the entire company, only one person is my friend. Will be unpredictable! I love to guess!
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Iron On Transfer For Laser Printer
Between Love and Madness
I'm often proud for their friends, they often manifest themselves in different situations, which gave me occasion to think about them as heroes. But sometimes it is these same friends can make hurt. The day before the new year, they can just spit on you, just give up and vse.Slysha echo odnochestva, after a friend was gone. You are crying, swearing, All your love gives way to rage ... and then prikraschaesh swearing and just quietly crying, curled up lump and feels like something exploded in grudi.Bolno and difficult to pull it all out himself, or rather impossible .... Then, you take yourself in hand and blew her nose well calm down, vyteraesh tears and comes some smirenie.V this humility, no no love, no rabies, there is only one question: How do I continue to communicate? And the answer is no power and ideas! I know that I ask and fast, always so it turns out, not to say that "never again ...". Everything will be. Everything will be someday, but not now. Enough already about the sad, do not want to lose their 100% happy mood, it lasted in my chart sentiment since last Wednesday ... Although that here already, it fell, but I want to vernut.Mne need it, tomorrow is a holiday!
worried about whether I due tomorrow? "No, everything in life too quickly, everything changed in a matter of seconds! Nothing to worry about, or rather not for that, what an irony - thoughts materelizuyutsya! Holiday alone, it sounds tempting, but the adventurers do not never surrender! "Everything is changing and the changes do not affect the color of the face, like a clay mask, they zakolyayut us! Shake useful, do not know where I'll go tomorrow, but already a couple of days I spent away from home and it adds my new hits on my mood charts at 100%. Home Sweet Home! And where is my home? "Hopefully in the near future I will find a place which will be my real home. I think there is not even in place, and TOGETHER. The house next to the man who loves you and whom you love, these feelings should find yourself in one man. Home is where the two lovers and loved ones are always together. I say: "Good-bye this year!", As said at last call: "Farewell to School!". The word "Farewell" painful, but we pronounce it, is often spared. But words can not say in the opposite direction.
I'm often proud for their friends, they often manifest themselves in different situations, which gave me occasion to think about them as heroes. But sometimes it is these same friends can make hurt. The day before the new year, they can just spit on you, just give up and vse.Slysha echo odnochestva, after a friend was gone. You are crying, swearing, All your love gives way to rage ... and then prikraschaesh swearing and just quietly crying, curled up lump and feels like something exploded in grudi.Bolno and difficult to pull it all out himself, or rather impossible .... Then, you take yourself in hand and blew her nose well calm down, vyteraesh tears and comes some smirenie.V this humility, no no love, no rabies, there is only one question: How do I continue to communicate? And the answer is no power and ideas! I know that I ask and fast, always so it turns out, not to say that "never again ...". Everything will be. Everything will be someday, but not now. Enough already about the sad, do not want to lose their 100% happy mood, it lasted in my chart sentiment since last Wednesday ... Although that here already, it fell, but I want to vernut.Mne need it, tomorrow is a holiday!
Latest two days surprised me a life situation. This very often, all vlyublyayutsya find and teryayut.I inspired me the way a person can fight! Someone parted ways with its second half, holding her, giving her beloved freedom. Humbled and just breaks all the links, leaving only memories. And someone losing their steam, realizes that it was love, crying into my pillow and saying "do not take love autumn. Yes, men can cry, they also know how to feel and can be sentimental and romantic, they can run for us on the wings of love, and can remember all the moments spent together with his beloved. They can ... Splitting happiness, we begin to fight for him again. Everyone does it their own way. What will happen and how it will be depends on our choice.
Tomorrow New Year! The end of this eventful life under the name "2010". There was a lot a lot total. Was the New Year with friends, was on March 2, the last call, exams, it was my birthday, it was a warm summer and a trip to the lake, was the first sailing, which I will never forget was the tenderness and love, was the camp and the Crimea, replaced krymchikom Krymka was fun and carefree, it was the sea and the fun nights and besonnye sozhertsanie stars, lying on blankets, was Vice Miss crazy, it was autumn and the Institute, meet new people and new interests, was October and there was pain, frustration was and new hopes, were the challenges and successes of crushing the hell of the first session and has already passed the first ekzamen.Byli ups and downs, promises were and disappointments, new hopes and new faith, new goals and new horizons for the achievement of which you zamahnulsya.Vse changes ... Everything! I can not even believe that all it happened to me for some 12 months. I do not want to leave this year, but there is no choice, the time is always moving and so we also have to move. Do not stop go ahead, mature and grow wiser, to learn from mistakes and acquire new.
worried about whether I due tomorrow? "No, everything in life too quickly, everything changed in a matter of seconds! Nothing to worry about, or rather not for that, what an irony - thoughts materelizuyutsya! Holiday alone, it sounds tempting, but the adventurers do not never surrender! "Everything is changing and the changes do not affect the color of the face, like a clay mask, they zakolyayut us! Shake useful, do not know where I'll go tomorrow, but already a couple of days I spent away from home and it adds my new hits on my mood charts at 100%. Home Sweet Home! And where is my home? "Hopefully in the near future I will find a place which will be my real home. I think there is not even in place, and TOGETHER. The house next to the man who loves you and whom you love, these feelings should find yourself in one man. Home is where the two lovers and loved ones are always together. I say: "Good-bye this year!", As said at last call: "Farewell to School!". The word "Farewell" painful, but we pronounce it, is often spared. But words can not say in the opposite direction.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Bc Investment Property
33 happiness
Finally I can sit with a cup of coffee and knocking the keys. So many events, so many thoughts that I did not even know how to succinctly describe them. Everything started 25.12.
25.12 I was at the Winter Ball in the Students FINEKe.
"Alexander and Ivan, I ask you ..."
Until this phrase, uttered the lead was still entire 3:00 non-stop dancing. Entering the hall, I'm not telling about the adventures of the protection , filled with people in suits and no, here I allude to a girl in a transparent dress with a cut to the priests and a cut on his stomach in order to demonstrate his piercing; question - what Shamahanskaya queen did at the winter ball, plagued me the first 5 minutes, all the rest of the time I tried not to forget which way I walk and tirelessly repeated, when the dance changed partners, "Good evening! Sasha. " So, entering the room filled with people in costumes, masks, we are with Ivan hit the flow of steam going. As they say, unfortunately, but in my opinion, to the great happiness, We are vanquished well understood what to wear masks with faces stiff it is not our style, so we lit the whole ball of drunken star. We were just Sasha and Vanya. All secular FINEKa Society, corrupt correspondence tests for 5 thousand rubles, repeating the same dance moves all evening. Personally, I laughed all the time in all their heroic power and playing a prank on all the rules that must be broken. Having earned a compliment that we have a great pair of photos, camera which, incidentally, is haunted us all night, we became even more to smile. The girl with the camera constantly praised my dress and said that we handsome and zazhigalochki. Still, we're stars. Therefore, no surprise, we were interrupted by an apple-candy pause, and then again went to my a wonderful partner to shock the public with our signature move, and a loud laugh. After the tango, I finally decided to remove the mask and settle down. Still, before we heroically withstood a few laps square dance with different partners, add to that the polka, during which you feel a young kid, galloping through the green meadows, and believe me after this we Vanya higher than the Hercules with its 12-D. Thus, removing the mask, my great partner, I, our friends and just people we have gathered around his furious energy, contemplated the dance of some pros, when obvili Contest to the King and Queen of the ball. Within seconds Vanya pulled the mask from his jacket pocket and began to tie it at me. Then he dressed, his paetchetogo Zoro, he handed me a hand and we went to tsentr.Okruzhennye dozens of pairs of-competition, we danced, danced, not by rules, which in my opinion for we did not even write. As Ivan said: "We are the Indigo children." During the waltz figure we went across the hall, leaning cheek to each other and putting hands forward like a compass arrow, choosing a waltzing round. Merging for some time to waltz, we hatched a new idea moves ala Sasha and Vanya. Ah, our beautiful waltz)))) When did Rock N 'Roll, we have finally fulfilled our zagovorcheskoe movement - jump on Vanya, shouting "YUHU. Was funny, fun, loud, defiantly, and most importantly we just came off in the crowd are equally profi.A dancing in the end? Queen and King of the ball were a few pairs. Second place was taken by us, but first some experts in their field of graduate school, studying dance for many years. In my opinion, we Vanya real Twister I sang Billy Helle in the song "Let's twist again". Most of all I liked how we ranked as: "The most extravagant and creative couple, Alexandra and Ivan, I beg you. " When the girl came up to this for a few minutes and asked our names, I did not think it's all over so just krasivo.Poluchaetsya Sacha and Vania, the Prince and Princess Bala, but you need to somehow call our second place ))))
All FINEKovsky elite was very surprised when мы говорили в микрофон, что мы из
Политеха. После этой фразы, мы стали еще популярнее, нас начали спрашивать,
откуда же мы узнали о бале. Забавные и задорные the guys from the Polytech furor, a success, and so on, say what you like, but we left satisfied with Vanya and merry, though not absolutely forces.
In the absence of an account in contact since Durov for nearly a fortnight I was blocked, I can not see beautiful pictures of the girl with the camera, which we liked. I hope soon to get them through third parties. In the meantime, attach these horrible pictures, but all the same shots with the ball!
woke up at 13:20 on Sunday, I'm full of energy and caffeine left for new exploits. I do not want to paint all day every minute, but the time was held good and fruitful. Will focus on a few hours of my life 26 days 12 months of 2010. In the evening, 2 hours prior to the ballet, I learned that I was going at him. The girl should look great anytime and anywhere. Having learned this rule a long time ago, I had time for a few seconds to change course in the direction of Michael's on the way dialing numbers guys to build out another invitation. Alas, everyone was talking about important matters and the inability to break away from the spot. Oh, you do not vkushateli (another word coined by me) adventure! We even tried to offer an invitation to passers-by the theater, free and gratis. I guess it was funny from the outside: two strange men, boy and girl with smiling faces and the phrase "I'm sorry you need a ticket to the Nutcracker? We have extra, we'll give you, as soon after the New Year! "Invitation disappeared, and a sense of willingness to donate is left, I felt good Santo. "The Nutcracker" was breathtaking, I remember how it went when I was 10. Seven years later, I saw the same ballet with the same pleasure I smiled when I saw them the ball and then, as the Nutcracker charms, as he will again meet with the girl. Generally I'm mad about ballet, I always liked very much small delicate ballerina and baleruny so easy wearing them on his hands, as if these women know how to fly. In the ballet so elegantly combines dance and music so excellent. All words spoken by the movements, and all the emotions are dictated by the music. And this, of course, very childish but packs dancers like cotton clouds that you see in the airplane window, so soft and fluffy. After the ballet evening not even going to end! I'm and Yegor reached m.Sadovaya, I forgot street name, which was our tachila (ooh, I love this word patsanskoe tachila). How could I forget, I thought that this plate with the number of homes 7 and the street name will remain in my memory for a long time. So when we got to Sadovaya, got into the frozen machine, I could not feel her knees, they just stiff, about the fingers and nose, I generally keep quiet. I thought that we swallow warm up quickly, but including the stove, I was horrified eerie siren, published this most stove, like chicken cackles, only in the very quickening tempe.Tut I realized bask have the old way, his hands thrust in his jacket and tighten armpits, nose, warm breath, and leg rubbing against each other. Minus one problem. Plus the second issue. We do not leave, buksuem snow in the rut and back is not give it someone smart parked. I had to go dig the snow to turn around in scanty space. Contemplating how Yegor without mittens throws snow in the nearby car, I finally turned into a penguin. Minus one problem. Snow under the wheels is no more. Place one problem. Two ice body, sitting in silence in the cabin with a stuffed under his arms and hands pressed to her knees. A few minutes later minus one problem. Left. Plus one problem. 2 minutes of deafening sirens for the sake of heat, which is practically atrophied our ears. After that, everything went otlichno.My left on the sparkling garlands Nevsky, and in one voice singing the song "holiday comes to us" from the advertising of Coca-Cola. I felt so happy, bright garland, my favorite Nevsky, the smell of trees, which lay on our back seat and singing Egor. I felt as if we eat in a magical van Coco-Cola, and "Celebration comes to us, the holiday comes to us. Brings fun and invigorating taste. Holiday flavor is always present ... "
Here we are at home, ten minutes to twelve, I left my shoes in the car. Oh well, sleep is possible without shoes, even loved ones. Still, tales of forgotten shoes are in life.
27.12.2010 .- day no worse than the previous two, and most importantly no less intense. There are no more forces share his joy in such detail. The main thing I came to the Yukon, I saw all my favorite guys, expensive exhaust and GO. It was funny, I went into the audience, the video is already showing. I open the door, I go inside, on the frame when Makar screams into the camera: "And Alex has lost his treasure, ha-ha-ha," speaking about the ring, which numerator me the finger, somewhere in the water, went on staff, GO as it found the diving to a depth of mask and as I ran to him and hug him. I just felt like that today will be a speech about me and went under the triumphal Speech Makara.Video I suffered in the summer, the impression that here only yesterday the train Sevastopol - St. Petersburg came to Peron. So much funny was this August, so funny and veselogo.Postepenno memories fade, but those videos and photos are reviving them with the new emotions and novыmi chuvstvami.
28.12.2010. Урааааааааааааааааааааааааааааа. Pervый эkzamen zachetke Tues. Otlichno. Eщe A Z vsem pohvastalasь its
plechom.Nado as a promotion to start their work of body-artery ))))))) And yet how body artery !!!))))
And buying gifts, in fact already left for 3 days, only 3 days, and a new counting down the days, champagne, smiles and joy in anticipation of a new little life, a long 365 days. Will be a new summer, as I wait for the heat. Because that the summer is better than winter. Because summer GO give me Massandra Palace on my 18-year anniversary, as promised last summer. Men it is always holding back his promise. And before the summer will be a spring, willow, Easter, blooming foliage and a mother and stepmother. And then we'll all sing the words "Once spring on white light ... "
how much I napisala.kak a lot of news and joys lately
Finally I can sit with a cup of coffee and knocking the keys. So many events, so many thoughts that I did not even know how to succinctly describe them. Everything started 25.12.
25.12 I was at the Winter Ball in the Students FINEKe.
"Alexander and Ivan, I ask you ..."
Until this phrase, uttered the lead was still entire 3:00 non-stop dancing. Entering the hall, I'm not telling about the adventures of the protection , filled with people in suits and no, here I allude to a girl in a transparent dress with a cut to the priests and a cut on his stomach in order to demonstrate his piercing; question - what Shamahanskaya queen did at the winter ball, plagued me the first 5 minutes, all the rest of the time I tried not to forget which way I walk and tirelessly repeated, when the dance changed partners, "Good evening! Sasha. " So, entering the room filled with people in costumes, masks, we are with Ivan hit the flow of steam going. As they say, unfortunately, but in my opinion, to the great happiness, We are vanquished well understood what to wear masks with faces stiff it is not our style, so we lit the whole ball of drunken star. We were just Sasha and Vanya. All secular FINEKa Society, corrupt correspondence tests for 5 thousand rubles, repeating the same dance moves all evening. Personally, I laughed all the time in all their heroic power and playing a prank on all the rules that must be broken. Having earned a compliment that we have a great pair of photos, camera which, incidentally, is haunted us all night, we became even more to smile. The girl with the camera constantly praised my dress and said that we handsome and zazhigalochki. Still, we're stars. Therefore, no surprise, we were interrupted by an apple-candy pause, and then again went to my a wonderful partner to shock the public with our signature move, and a loud laugh. After the tango, I finally decided to remove the mask and settle down. Still, before we heroically withstood a few laps square dance with different partners, add to that the polka, during which you feel a young kid, galloping through the green meadows, and believe me after this we Vanya higher than the Hercules with its 12-D. Thus, removing the mask, my great partner, I, our friends and just people we have gathered around his furious energy, contemplated the dance of some pros, when obvili Contest to the King and Queen of the ball. Within seconds Vanya pulled the mask from his jacket pocket and began to tie it at me. Then he dressed, his paetchetogo Zoro, he handed me a hand and we went to tsentr.Okruzhennye dozens of pairs of-competition, we danced, danced, not by rules, which in my opinion for we did not even write. As Ivan said: "We are the Indigo children." During the waltz figure we went across the hall, leaning cheek to each other and putting hands forward like a compass arrow, choosing a waltzing round. Merging for some time to waltz, we hatched a new idea moves ala Sasha and Vanya. Ah, our beautiful waltz)))) When did Rock N 'Roll, we have finally fulfilled our zagovorcheskoe movement - jump on Vanya, shouting "YUHU. Was funny, fun, loud, defiantly, and most importantly we just came off in the crowd are equally profi.A dancing in the end? Queen and King of the ball were a few pairs. Second place was taken by us, but first some experts in their field of graduate school, studying dance for many years. In my opinion, we Vanya real Twister I sang Billy Helle in the song "Let's twist again". Most of all I liked how we ranked as: "The most extravagant and creative couple, Alexandra and Ivan, I beg you. " When the girl came up to this for a few minutes and asked our names, I did not think it's all over so just krasivo.Poluchaetsya Sacha and Vania, the Prince and Princess Bala, but you need to somehow call our second place ))))
All FINEKovsky elite was very surprised when мы говорили в микрофон, что мы из
Политеха. После этой фразы, мы стали еще популярнее, нас начали спрашивать,
откуда же мы узнали о бале. Забавные и задорные the guys from the Polytech furor, a success, and so on, say what you like, but we left satisfied with Vanya and merry, though not absolutely forces.
In the absence of an account in contact since Durov for nearly a fortnight I was blocked, I can not see beautiful pictures of the girl with the camera, which we liked. I hope soon to get them through third parties. In the meantime, attach these horrible pictures, but all the same shots with the ball!
woke up at 13:20 on Sunday, I'm full of energy and caffeine left for new exploits. I do not want to paint all day every minute, but the time was held good and fruitful. Will focus on a few hours of my life 26 days 12 months of 2010. In the evening, 2 hours prior to the ballet, I learned that I was going at him. The girl should look great anytime and anywhere. Having learned this rule a long time ago, I had time for a few seconds to change course in the direction of Michael's on the way dialing numbers guys to build out another invitation. Alas, everyone was talking about important matters and the inability to break away from the spot. Oh, you do not vkushateli (another word coined by me) adventure! We even tried to offer an invitation to passers-by the theater, free and gratis. I guess it was funny from the outside: two strange men, boy and girl with smiling faces and the phrase "I'm sorry you need a ticket to the Nutcracker? We have extra, we'll give you, as soon after the New Year! "Invitation disappeared, and a sense of willingness to donate is left, I felt good Santo. "The Nutcracker" was breathtaking, I remember how it went when I was 10. Seven years later, I saw the same ballet with the same pleasure I smiled when I saw them the ball and then, as the Nutcracker charms, as he will again meet with the girl. Generally I'm mad about ballet, I always liked very much small delicate ballerina and baleruny so easy wearing them on his hands, as if these women know how to fly. In the ballet so elegantly combines dance and music so excellent. All words spoken by the movements, and all the emotions are dictated by the music. And this, of course, very childish but packs dancers like cotton clouds that you see in the airplane window, so soft and fluffy. After the ballet evening not even going to end! I'm and Yegor reached m.Sadovaya, I forgot street name, which was our tachila (ooh, I love this word patsanskoe tachila). How could I forget, I thought that this plate with the number of homes 7 and the street name will remain in my memory for a long time. So when we got to Sadovaya, got into the frozen machine, I could not feel her knees, they just stiff, about the fingers and nose, I generally keep quiet. I thought that we swallow warm up quickly, but including the stove, I was horrified eerie siren, published this most stove, like chicken cackles, only in the very quickening tempe.Tut I realized bask have the old way, his hands thrust in his jacket and tighten armpits, nose, warm breath, and leg rubbing against each other. Minus one problem. Plus the second issue. We do not leave, buksuem snow in the rut and back is not give it someone smart parked. I had to go dig the snow to turn around in scanty space. Contemplating how Yegor without mittens throws snow in the nearby car, I finally turned into a penguin. Minus one problem. Snow under the wheels is no more. Place one problem. Two ice body, sitting in silence in the cabin with a stuffed under his arms and hands pressed to her knees. A few minutes later minus one problem. Left. Plus one problem. 2 minutes of deafening sirens for the sake of heat, which is practically atrophied our ears. After that, everything went otlichno.My left on the sparkling garlands Nevsky, and in one voice singing the song "holiday comes to us" from the advertising of Coca-Cola. I felt so happy, bright garland, my favorite Nevsky, the smell of trees, which lay on our back seat and singing Egor. I felt as if we eat in a magical van Coco-Cola, and "Celebration comes to us, the holiday comes to us. Brings fun and invigorating taste. Holiday flavor is always present ... "
Here we are at home, ten minutes to twelve, I left my shoes in the car. Oh well, sleep is possible without shoes, even loved ones. Still, tales of forgotten shoes are in life.
27.12.2010 .- day no worse than the previous two, and most importantly no less intense. There are no more forces share his joy in such detail. The main thing I came to the Yukon, I saw all my favorite guys, expensive exhaust and GO. It was funny, I went into the audience, the video is already showing. I open the door, I go inside, on the frame when Makar screams into the camera: "And Alex has lost his treasure, ha-ha-ha," speaking about the ring, which numerator me the finger, somewhere in the water, went on staff, GO as it found the diving to a depth of mask and as I ran to him and hug him. I just felt like that today will be a speech about me and went under the triumphal Speech Makara.Video I suffered in the summer, the impression that here only yesterday the train Sevastopol - St. Petersburg came to Peron. So much funny was this August, so funny and veselogo.Postepenno memories fade, but those videos and photos are reviving them with the new emotions and novыmi chuvstvami.
28.12.2010. Урааааааааааааааааааааааааааааа. Pervый эkzamen zachetke Tues. Otlichno. Eщe A Z vsem pohvastalasь its
plechom.Nado as a promotion to start their work of body-artery ))))))) And yet how body artery !!!))))
And buying gifts, in fact already left for 3 days, only 3 days, and a new counting down the days, champagne, smiles and joy in anticipation of a new little life, a long 365 days. Will be a new summer, as I wait for the heat. Because that the summer is better than winter. Because summer GO give me Massandra Palace on my 18-year anniversary, as promised last summer. Men it is always holding back his promise. And before the summer will be a spring, willow, Easter, blooming foliage and a mother and stepmother. And then we'll all sing the words "Once spring on white light ... "
how much I napisala.kak a lot of news and joys lately
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Opti Free Replenish 2oz
be individual, be yourself
first advertising of spirits, which made me peresmatirvat movie a billion times. Music, Sienna Miller and turretless, all you need for a competent advertising ... Creating a fragrance is an art, advertising - it predpossylka to uspehu.Segodnya same sign in Ile de Beaute and take a sample to a cheerful Boss Orange.
first advertising of spirits, which made me peresmatirvat movie a billion times. Music, Sienna Miller and turretless, all you need for a competent advertising ... Creating a fragrance is an art, advertising - it predpossylka to uspehu.Segodnya same sign in Ile de Beaute and take a sample to a cheerful Boss Orange.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Enlarged Heart Foot Pain
We are not alone and this is our happiness
film is based on a story by Robert Silverberg "Seeing the Invisible"
alternate reality, where the punishment for socially dangerous crime pose a special tattoo on a path to a specific person srok.Takih people deprived of contact, left in a sort of vacuum alone with ourselves., ie entirely ignorirovali.Nikakih cameras and gratings. Man is free, but it does not exist for the rest.
man who dared to speak with them, falls under the same penalty.
Capital punishment - Loneliness.
After view, I want to go out and smile at everyone zdarovatsya with every passer-by, to embrace all of you dear people, I want to show everyone that they are there and I have that we are not alone, because we are together, we have each other. ... Janusz Wisniewski, wrote: "loneliness is killing the same way as an ax. Only slower ... " never have to think about how I wanted to be alone! Or have an idea: "I wish this man had disappeared." Disappear because the same thoughts materializuyutsya.Ne release ruki.My draw from them warm.
film is based on a story by Robert Silverberg "Seeing the Invisible"
alternate reality, where the punishment for socially dangerous crime pose a special tattoo on a path to a specific person srok.Takih people deprived of contact, left in a sort of vacuum alone with ourselves., ie entirely ignorirovali.Nikakih cameras and gratings. Man is free, but it does not exist for the rest.
man who dared to speak with them, falls under the same penalty.
Capital punishment - Loneliness.
After view, I want to go out and smile at everyone zdarovatsya with every passer-by, to embrace all of you dear people, I want to show everyone that they are there and I have that we are not alone, because we are together, we have each other. ... Janusz Wisniewski, wrote: "loneliness is killing the same way as an ax. Only slower ... " never have to think about how I wanted to be alone! Or have an idea: "I wish this man had disappeared." Disappear because the same thoughts materializuyutsya.Ne release ruki.My draw from them warm.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Garmin Mounting Brackets
It is getting cold in this island
last three days I do what I want and it's great. Of course, we have to be interrupted in his studies, but I love to learn, so it is not distracting from the list of "want." In recent time, I realized that not to be ashamed of their desires, thoughts and feelings. I understood it clearly. Possibly due to communicating with foreigners, they are different. They are open. They are not ashamed to say komplimenty.Ya every day I hear words you are so stunning, gergeous, beautiful, sweet, gentle, smart .... i just cant take my eyes from you ... i love you, etc. It seems to me I'm the queen in these words, given the fact that they sound tirelessly. I do not feel at ease when several days razgovaivayu with a man somehow do not often hear from the Russian people compliments, we are more rigid and cold. In our lives rarely finds a place such a thing as a pleasant person to do. When we see that someone looks good, we are in the rare case say about it. When we see that someone has won, we do not recognize this and leave the tres anger. Never understood this, did not understand why they can not be happy and love people, talking to them about it, I'm full of different pleasant emotions to different people on this planet and I say this to them. In recent days, I am even more plunged into the sea of love for man, I stopped to wait for calls from my friends, I call myself, I stopped to wait for emails from the people I write myself. I say that I miss when I'm not talking a few days with his Scottish friend, when a few days did not laugh enough, because that with no sense of cold winters and dry winds. I realized the truth, at least for me it was true. If you want to - make , the world changed for a second, because you'll be happier. Call if you want to hear his voice, and write, if tired of waiting for news, tell me what you think, if tired silence. Why tired? Humming lyrics that you like, when you walk down the street, smile to the boy who rode on top of the escalator, you will never see, but it's not proven! prove only that the mother should embrace children 12 times a day at least. And we all are children, and if our mothers can not hug us 12 times a day, ie 1 time each hour, then why do not we hug each other in Pick up where we rejoice that passed the test, when we won some kind of game, why do not we hug each Droit for no reason, just because hochetsya.Zachem restrain the love and joy? "You can laugh and not know such a word as mamihlapinatapei (In the language of Indian tribes, the word , Which is listed in the Guinness Book world record holder as the most succinct, it means: two people watching each other's eyes, each of whom hopes that the second takes the first step to what they want both, but do not dare start) ! must do what you want, I'm not talking about hooliganism, looting, killings and various immoral actions condemned by society and the laws of the crust. I'm talking about feelings, people, words. Should not be shy, do not be afraid. Need to talk ... If you do not understand situation, just ask. If you do not know something, say "I do not know." Why are wise, why complicate things? We do not read each other's thoughts, but we can talk!
must say what you think! Need to give vent to his impulses of thoughts and feelings! Otherwise we will not be alive, otherwise we can not love!
last three days I do what I want and it's great. Of course, we have to be interrupted in his studies, but I love to learn, so it is not distracting from the list of "want." In recent time, I realized that not to be ashamed of their desires, thoughts and feelings. I understood it clearly. Possibly due to communicating with foreigners, they are different. They are open. They are not ashamed to say komplimenty.Ya every day I hear words you are so stunning, gergeous, beautiful, sweet, gentle, smart .... i just cant take my eyes from you ... i love you, etc. It seems to me I'm the queen in these words, given the fact that they sound tirelessly. I do not feel at ease when several days razgovaivayu with a man somehow do not often hear from the Russian people compliments, we are more rigid and cold. In our lives rarely finds a place such a thing as a pleasant person to do. When we see that someone looks good, we are in the rare case say about it. When we see that someone has won, we do not recognize this and leave the tres anger. Never understood this, did not understand why they can not be happy and love people, talking to them about it, I'm full of different pleasant emotions to different people on this planet and I say this to them. In recent days, I am even more plunged into the sea of love for man, I stopped to wait for calls from my friends, I call myself, I stopped to wait for emails from the people I write myself. I say that I miss when I'm not talking a few days with his Scottish friend, when a few days did not laugh enough, because that with no sense of cold winters and dry winds. I realized the truth, at least for me it was true. If you want to - make , the world changed for a second, because you'll be happier. Call if you want to hear his voice, and write, if tired of waiting for news, tell me what you think, if tired silence. Why tired? Humming lyrics that you like, when you walk down the street, smile to the boy who rode on top of the escalator, you will never see, but it's not proven! prove only that the mother should embrace children 12 times a day at least. And we all are children, and if our mothers can not hug us 12 times a day, ie 1 time each hour, then why do not we hug each other in Pick up where we rejoice that passed the test, when we won some kind of game, why do not we hug each Droit for no reason, just because hochetsya.Zachem restrain the love and joy? "You can laugh and not know such a word as mamihlapinatapei (In the language of Indian tribes, the word , Which is listed in the Guinness Book world record holder as the most succinct, it means: two people watching each other's eyes, each of whom hopes that the second takes the first step to what they want both, but do not dare start) ! must do what you want, I'm not talking about hooliganism, looting, killings and various immoral actions condemned by society and the laws of the crust. I'm talking about feelings, people, words. Should not be shy, do not be afraid. Need to talk ... If you do not understand situation, just ask. If you do not know something, say "I do not know." Why are wise, why complicate things? We do not read each other's thoughts, but we can talk!
must say what you think! Need to give vent to his impulses of thoughts and feelings! Otherwise we will not be alive, otherwise we can not love!
Monday, December 6, 2010
Mederma Acne Scars Before And After
Come In Hell
I sit here I am and beautiful nails red lacquer, because tomorrow will wear a black dress! Wonderful female logic, which allows me to obstragirovatsya of snowball called "Problems." Meanwhile, the snow continues to go. And I wonder, when will it all end? That's when I'm finally able to organize all that read into the whole essay, rather than the chaos of thoughts and scattered papers? How do I learn 10 centuries of history and actually when I start to teach them, because the offset is around the corner? When I force learn a certain limit and the entire matrix theory? Speed prilepaniya snow to my someone good as actually glow in front of the student's record week!
I am concerned my thoughts, which are now occupied by others, I can not skontsenrirovatsya! Now I'm typing in LJ and I try not to hit nails varnished, this is funny, though I would now think of the nails, and not about another of my sympathy, which last month found a place in three different forms!
Generally what sympathy I think this is by no means something serious. So I prefer to put all this at the time of the head, after all the player himself creates the rules of the game, and this is no time for adventure. Must be stable, still testing the brain soon. And here I am wondering the most important question: Can I be stable?
I sit here I am and beautiful nails red lacquer, because tomorrow will wear a black dress! Wonderful female logic, which allows me to obstragirovatsya of snowball called "Problems." Meanwhile, the snow continues to go. And I wonder, when will it all end? That's when I'm finally able to organize all that read into the whole essay, rather than the chaos of thoughts and scattered papers? How do I learn 10 centuries of history and actually when I start to teach them, because the offset is around the corner? When I force learn a certain limit and the entire matrix theory? Speed prilepaniya snow to my someone good as actually glow in front of the student's record week!
I am concerned my thoughts, which are now occupied by others, I can not skontsenrirovatsya! Now I'm typing in LJ and I try not to hit nails varnished, this is funny, though I would now think of the nails, and not about another of my sympathy, which last month found a place in three different forms!
Generally what sympathy I think this is by no means something serious. So I prefer to put all this at the time of the head, after all the player himself creates the rules of the game, and this is no time for adventure. Must be stable, still testing the brain soon. And here I am wondering the most important question: Can I be stable?
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
What Does Ff Mean On Electric Blanket
«feat - my little weakness!" - Said Hercules.
my research work published in the edition! Yuhu, I can say that I sostoyavschiysya zhunalist )))))
Joking aside, but I really proud that my work is as much as 2 pages collection, it does not matter whether I write better than their next job or worse, the main thing that I've already done it. We all know that the journey of a thousand miles begins just with one step. And I sdelala.Tak it was nice to find your name in soderzhanii.Bylo exciting to open a section of modern communication processes in politics and to see a heading under which comes the word "author AV Basargina. Frankly, I've already forgotten how nice to hear the word "author". recent times they call me in art school № 6. When the discussion went on in closed semester. And then, I do not consider myself a great artist, who can be proud of what it was called author once formally . more to do, more to achieve, but alas, artistic talent, the success of which I was all prophesied, I postpone. But, gosh, I spread out into a smile of phrases in the preface "under the topic author examines ..."," Author focused on a review of ...". I - THE AUTHOR! I - THE AUTHOR! I - THE AUTHOR!
Damn, how pleasant it is for itself! "Feat - my little weakness!" - Said Hercules.
I guess the main thing now is not zybavat rule: "He proved himself? Stick! "
my research work published in the edition! Yuhu, I can say that I sostoyavschiysya zhunalist )))))
Joking aside, but I really proud that my work is as much as 2 pages collection, it does not matter whether I write better than their next job or worse, the main thing that I've already done it. We all know that the journey of a thousand miles begins just with one step. And I sdelala.Tak it was nice to find your name in soderzhanii.Bylo exciting to open a section of modern communication processes in politics and to see a heading under which comes the word "author AV Basargina. Frankly, I've already forgotten how nice to hear the word "author". recent times they call me in art school № 6. When the discussion went on in closed semester. And then, I do not consider myself a great artist, who can be proud of what it was called author once formally . more to do, more to achieve, but alas, artistic talent, the success of which I was all prophesied, I postpone. But, gosh, I spread out into a smile of phrases in the preface "under the topic author examines ..."," Author focused on a review of ...". I - THE AUTHOR! I - THE AUTHOR! I - THE AUTHOR!
Damn, how pleasant it is for itself! "Feat - my little weakness!" - Said Hercules.
I guess the main thing now is not zybavat rule: "He proved himself? Stick! "
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