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Before going to take a shower I wanted to leave something written above.
Something, perhaps, even I do not really know what it is .. but I feel inside all week and that only now that it's Friday, I can distinguish between lumps of accumulated fatigue, people they know, laughter and notes taken in the course.
It 's the feeling of "group". Having a group to see it grow in harmony as they are added and people know each other, being part of a group, know they can count on more people ready to help you out, go to class together, waking up each morning by a ringing phone (as long as you can! ") and laugh dell'accento impossible for some people.
E ' nice to say "No, because her pussy is in it's ugly!" without any context in which to insert, and then laugh until it hurt my stomach. And to say a number of other words ("nonsense", however, will go down in history ..) and phrases ("Oh yes! The room inside the wall!"), Do an infinite number of faces and spend half an hour in contemplation of all those people who are now drinking from the fountain that promotes behaviors porn.
There are dark circles, headache for three days, the bathroom to wash and piles of notes to play back and reorder.
But there are also people with whom it is nice to share it.

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A.A.A. Rascal Flatts (and LJ of course) ADDICTED.

Russian for "Good!". Yes, because your affectionate (?) Missy decided to learn this language comic (for now .. unintelligible) has already begun, as the little children of primary school, to pretend to know how to read (but mostly write =___=) Cyrillic. I'd apply a thin layer of hairy, but then why?! Give all the Russian, the personal satisfaction is guaranteed! They tell me it will be impossible to read the newspapers (but who wanted to read them?), Numerals we will never know decline (Embee?) And I hardly know the future. That is, as being very promising! Haha! Ahem .. Let's be serious. We must say you have to say, precisely. The course is short (26 weeks) and we who have chosen the path of martyrdom and punishment physical and mental (learning Russian =) we are beginners. I am heartened to see that every lesson we are less and less .. I wonder why?! Haha!
Today just can not be serious .. I think this is the stupidest post I ever wrote .. But I really do not give a damn! I'm on the internet (latch) are in love with the beautiful and nicest guy who ever lived up to 17.30 and I have nothing to do .. The laundry is drying, lunch is almost ready, the house is a mirror and the bed remade. I just have to wash my hair and then, really, I can not wish for anything better.
Actually, you poor things, you do not know .. Do not you know that I'm distracting my little tiny brain avizzito twisted and not to allow the opportunity to recall what will happen to us (and me-he always survives ..- up to 17.30) in a few hours .. And to be exact .. Which course there will be a few hours.
I should now write to let you know the drama that I (CI) is waiting for the pass (Contemporary History), but you pretend you have not read anything, so my brain does not collect the information and will continue to laugh like a gay rincitrullita wrapper.
If you were to actually realize this most unfortunate fact begin to come up with absurd excuses for not coming with me to class .. begin to lower with a crude hook down from my ear and then, furtively, to escape the open window, not caring that we are on the fourth floor .. So with good consequences imaginable.
road would become a decoration.
small and ugly. That is, no worse than his usual form ..

are things!

Hello people!

Operation For A Cervical Erosion

Awwwww.. Day of NOTHINGNESS!

Apparently I'm sponging the connection of a good soul who is nearby. (Unless they decide to cut off funding or to disconnect .. ..-please noooo !!!-)
However ..
I do not know who you are, I do not know your name nor if you live in my building .. but THANK YOU! Your connection works fine .. and my computer is getting the big time!

Guests Are Responsible For Their Meals

So funny!

[.. and I love all the attention and know how to give, and I want indifference if I never want to hurt.]

It 'difficult to remain standing by the bed. Then he read that on a huge red suitcase full of completely useless stuff that reminds me continually that tomorrow .. Well, tomorrow you start all over again.
Everything, even the elementary things. The
make friends, make fun of the teachers, record lectures, exchanging notes, going to try to make the classroom and forget the name of someone who has just presented ..
What then, finally, is a very good life, that.
The only difficult thing is to leave, leave everything (and everyone) here. It 'hard to get home at night, tired, in a city that is sometimes a bit' a stranger, without any of the family, someone who will cook a hot meal or tell you something beautiful and then hold you.
This is difficult, everything else is a challenge.
And it is good for this.

Then someone (with A) I know you miss me a bit 'more. And I wish I could take away with me, put nell'Eastpak and hide under the desk, in class. To have him here, near close. Because the absence is mutual, you can believe me.
Sometimes it almost hurts. A disease that passes as soon as I hear or write .. it would be better to see you, hug you. But there is content or at least, it pretends to make do with what little there is. A beautiful little
. Yes.
We miss you, and I like it. Why then meet again, later, is another matter entirely. It 'not like for those who can to pick up the house whenever they want. It 'more like a meet again. Always. And every time. Again.
And the platform 9 is my favorite, you know, right? I like it because it is ours and because there, every Friday, we have rewritten history. In
a hug.

It 's true that leaving is difficult.
But I did not say that beauty ultimately lies in the return. Back
who has been waiting for you.
Always.

[We are children of different worlds, one that erases memory .. distracted and draws the same story.]

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FS... you're stupid, or what?

Or rather: I'm working. (To me, yes.)
Eventually things done "Frino frun French," as someone said (do not know), do not like anyone. Imagine if you just have to like what is going through the days and hours of his youthful age behind this very nice layout.
nice, indeed. So that was able to collect them 56 coding errors, so, because he did not know what to do and wanted me to play with it some '. When I realized that the image changes position depending on the different browsers, at times fainted. I did not want to admit it, type skit from Alcoholics Anonymous: "I can stop making mistakes when I want to code! When I want! ". Then, of tears in his eyes the size of two melons, I got courage and I typed http://validator.w3.org to see where and what was not (very) good.
W3C is inflexible, you want to try ? Enter the URL of your site e.. Good luck! If you have not committed any mistake in writing the code on your site will be approved by the W3C, otherwise .. Well .. Arm yourself with patience and make the necessary changes. I managed to find errors in sites very well made and I personally appreciate very much. And frankly I was not disappointed at all! I felt, so to speak, in good company! And that company!
summary: a balance, therefore, I find myself with a code to be redone almost from scratch, an image that lacks originality and moltisisme ideas that I still can not realize. The ideas are endless and sometimes I wonder if I have the means to realize what really turns me on his mind.
My dream would be to produce a stunning presentation in flash of short duration, one of those jewels that leaves you wide-open mouth for half an hour but, mentally, you're covering in a continuous rewind what has just passed, asking if it was real and if you saw it really. The impediments to the implementation of this (small, eh ..) dream are basically three. Indeed, no. One: I can not use flash. Ahahahaha!
Should I stop to fill the eyes of something that (for now ..) are not able to create.
I must, instead, concentrate on something more affordable, such as two-dimensional images, photoshop The html .. I doubt there is a. I think I should do instead of advertising graphics.
But everybody knows that the drawings do not feed a family.
Well, even with advertising.
However .. Sifting through other sites I became interested in photoshop tutorial. There are some very interesting and fun even on YouTube.com . What consoles me is that they are not even able to "play" the base year, namely to create a background shot using a stupid filter pixels in half-tone. What can I say? I had better do the advertising!

As for everything else between the parentheses (Web ..) and (graphic ...) I can say that a new departure for Cittàlandia is dangerously close. Farewell to the days spent as a young girl free and carefree as a butterfly crazy. Dear me, you go back to hard labor. What then are not even so much sorry. Never admit it officially, but a little 'I had filled the pockets of hanging here all alone in playing with things that are absolutely frivolous and not related to my work.
Here's lazy people who must give a purpose in life, otherwise it risks avizzire as a pine anemic!
My aim now is one: to build (there) a future, more specific in the sense that you can imagine. A real future, on which lay the foundation for a rich and satisfying life.
Yes I know, I know .. are always the same things.
And maybe they are so obvious and now you expect me to write that in the future also hoping that my prince on a white horse, maybe with green eyes and two years younger .. (Which "less" do not know exactly what that means, but there you are ..).
So wait, wait.
Because from here the prince has already passed. Not on a white horse, no, because he is a prince and evolved rides a bicycle (though would prefer a Lancer Evo 8 / 9).
But it's a Prince Charming with dicks and controcazzi!
-and when we only want ..-

'vuze Search Template'

So...here I am!

I had no desire to work on the layout and I dropped it, neither fish nor fowl.
I started late tonight, and ideas (given the now-2.3-) very scarce, and although there are (many) things that I'm still not clear (what happened to titles and dates?) Are too tired to think now and I decided to review everything later date.
Then I already know that tomorrow we will spend the day because you know it, and just ugly, I will bring the guilt. But now I just do not want to learn more.
probably would not have had to work by using it as an excuse to avoid admitting that often have a little head of his dick, because now I seem to have one of those squalid backgrounds who use those codes do not even caught by mistake. And ok I will not be made person to html, but not the first to discover it. There. (Yes, I am saying more for autoconvincermi. Happy?)
So I decided that I will pretend to have created the eighth wonder of the world fail (at least) to sleep in a quiet, dreamless tag desperate begging to spare me, please!

must be said that if I still can not make up my mind about going (or not) in bed, there is a reason. The layout is just a stupid excuse. It must also be said that this is not a platform to talk about it, and I will not.
But it is proper to make an apology to a special person to me has always the right word, a thought sweet and gentle manners.
A person who has made this beautiful October 1 the most beautiful and memorable days of my life, tonight I answered and moving them badly silly false accusations.
Fear I just played a bad joke. And this is not to justify myself, but trying to describe what I felt at that moment (though I should do it now without getting angry.)
Well, yes I was afraid of practically everything, anything that go through the dirty mind of a little girl with a cold. Even my shadow. And I felt trapped, lost and alone. Without a hug, but it seemed that the world was ending in front of me without being able to look at those eyes, sincere and reassuring me. And I, stubborn, I said no, he did not believe it.
I want this person who is the light of my eyes and my only reason for living know now that I'm wrong. What a mistake so much and so often, but I was wrong, especially tonight. That I was naive and young. And I'm sorry. Terribly. Really.
This love so beautiful is the only safe place I have and I trust who has always shown me love me, that since April 1.
And I trust blindly, as I trusted yesterday for giving a priceless treasure the last piece of a life that now belongs solely and completely to him.
I want this person, who is the greatest love there is, a house and a big heart, know that I do not regret anything. Nothing. And
October 1 rivivrei that exactly as I experienced yesterday, continues to repeat, without changing anything.
Forever.

For this I apologize. With my heart in my hand.
Sorry.

(ilove) YOU

Funny Acrostic Poem For Your Name

Ok, I'm back. Recently, but I'm at home (finally). And I'm not yet managed to find two minutes to fix this horrible layout. I mean, horrible .. I'm not biting the hand where I eat, but you can do better. I'm not talking to the nice picture of Natalie Portman magically appeared on top of the column. Natalie I do not even want to. But you still do not know, ordinary mortals, that this is the basis to create something great.
Something wonderful.
Something superlative.
And that is something even uglier, but by me.
Gne Gne!

(PS: Stop immediately get used to the pretty face of Natalie and her fawn eyes hurt and helpless. In fact, do not start either. Natalie is gone. Oh yes, it will disappear '.)

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[it's all true. ]

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Ok. Change the template is proving more difficult than I thought.
all remain calm, somewhere there should be emergency exit ..

Snowboard Outlets Ontario

E 'success that came to my mind a bit' things to do while I was standing with folded hands (as usual) and go to know why I decided to implement them (almost) all.

First I thought about changing. Change
life and habits.
Here, life and habits change after all these years, it must be said, is not simple.
Only how could I say no to those eyes? Those eyes .. God if you could tell in words .. have a "nonsoche" that makes you say crazy things, and then walk ten minutes later to ask "what am I saying?". THAT nonsoche you stoned, and that you stand there like an idiot with the bamboleggi look stupid. Complete idiot. (However it was not what I wanted to talk.) (Oh yes?)
I said .. I decided to change without anyone telling me anything. So either they are crazy or I'm getting very old and wise. Because the reality is not in either case, tell the convention that I decided to change for myself and for Love. But it is not easy anyway. The motivation is strong, but sometimes the bad habits seem to prevail and it is as if all the work done up to that time and much effort is crumbling and need to start over. Of course you first see a defeat that a success, but the director told me that am I doing well, and although we are all aware of his impartiality, is so good to hear it!
To help me I bought a book that seeks, very patiently, to teach me all that screaming your vocabulary against the mother or her boyfriend who just try to help me if I'm wrong is not exactly the most gentle and nice to do (for hard times one that barks for an "eye" that is too strong) and, following some of the advice found in his pages, I'm also taking a notebook (true) that I called "The Book of Anger" where noted, day day, if I'm upset, against whom and why.
Mica peanuts!
I set her to become better and, what the hell, I WANT TO DO IT!

And, secondly, I decided to change the template.
Yes, gentlemen, again.
E 'missing life in here. Missing files, missing color.
Mica can do all of my amazing verve exhibition, eh!
Ok, apart from the crap to take up space and consume these lines and characters available (=____=), I looked three (percent) or four (percent) of those other lj that roam the net, I trawled between HTML and I read instructions to create a "brilliant buttons, icons and other java Robette similar. It must be said: I did not understand almost nothing. But adding an innocent and
(seeds) on the small image summit of this small page, suh, we want to be?! (Please, have a family, do not tell me .. not hard to stand up to the news and I would leave my children orphans ..).
must be optimistic. And, usually, good start is half the battle.
But if you do not stop writing, that half the work when it arrives?!

missy (who will be back soon. And with a new template.)
(Hopefully even those that work.)
=_______=

Stomach Bug, Stiff Neck

{ You six things, including things that I always belong yet will always remain new stories, including those things that I never asked anyone but you give me you wanted ... For me you are ... through a flash you will not feel pain in .}

I remember when I was about to leave, a month ago, and I told him my feelings for You are, after all, something of mine. (Well, ours.) But something to be jealously guarded as not to ruin any of this beautiful building that we are, without feeling the need to write it from all sides ..
.. I love you.
That I love you like never before have I loved someone and that the mere sound of your voice change all cards on the table, I do something right here, right in the heart and in a second I forget my name and what day is.
fact is that in the end, it is not true at all.
is not true that I want to keep all this wonder to myself.
Because I want to be able to say and whisper. Then write, but also screaming.
stressing, if it is necessary.
otherwise leave alone.
But I still want to remember, here, now, on this sheet that slowly fills with tiny words, all black and thick dense, that I am happy.
Happy when you take me by the hand and tell me stronger "Chicchino." When I Musino and you look at me seriously but we see that it makes you laugh. When you forget your eyes to me until I can not breathe e il terreno, sotto i piedi. Sono felice se posso passare almeno un secondo nell'incavo del tuo collo, vicinissimo alla guancia. Ma anche alla spalla. E tu hai quel profumo, quello che sa di caldo-buono e di casa e di un viaggio lunghissimo che ora è finito. Tu sei il mio porto, il posto dove vorrò sempre tornare. Nel lettone è bello sapere che ci sei, e che i tuoi piedi sono sotto tutte quelle coperte, ma pur sempre intrecciati ai miei. E quando ascoltiamo una nuova canzone è come se la ascoltassimo da sempre, perchè è già nostra e resta intrecciata a tutte le nostre piccole cose che non andranno mai perse nè dimenticate. Sono felice quando mi telefoni e io non me l'aspetto oppure quando riesco finalmente a sentirti dopo aver fatto many things. And I like to tell-all those things, because that is how you're always with me. It 'nice to prepare the Creme Caramel secretly burn the bottom of the pan, pour half over the table and then almost let it freeze in the freezer, because I forgot to move it in the fridge. But it's even better, eventually, eat it together. Same plate, same smile. And take a turn for the Puccetti with the caramel. Everything is painted green and blue, in these parts. They started your eyes and your smile, now dishes and glasses, is the tablecloth, my toothbrush. Even the book that is helping me not get angry anymore. Why I'm happy and
you are the reason for all this, all this sun is here and that never goes out. Anger can also not come back, where it could never find this place right?
My Love is the most beautiful in the world, indeed, more. Better looking all around at all.
And here I can say.
Here's how to tell you.
ear. Slightly. Gently.

How To Write A Confidentiality Statement

" Stay with me. That sometimes I get lost. Without you. In this desert. Stay with me. Why as now I need you. Everything is now less than nothing. Only you my present.
Now stay with me. "

Why Do My Jaws Hurt After I Drink

I think this photo speaks for itself.
(And no, not that I gave the incli with Photoshop.)

How To Go Barefoot In School

{a beautiful evening. With nothing to add. (Why ruin something so perfect?)}

What amounts or less, in these parts is a marathon of films in progress.
Or, rather, emerge from my laptop, now every day, significant amounts of images, sounds and words combined into sets more or less likely and more or less well made.
's right, missy is coming (for the first time in his life) to the cinema. This
so does a little ' fear, but it's true.
Hey people, let me remind you that I am one of "Enciso", the one that loves the cynicism of the Commissioner Cordier and sweetness of Grandma Jessica Fletcher. I am, yes, the same one that also looks Dolmen and Ally Mc Beal, Rosemary & Thyme, and so on .. which is claimed?!
be clear that I do not reject, and never deny my beloved series that are much "syndrome slipper" (miss the fireworks for two episodes of Enciso should reflect upon the severity of the symptom ..) But, well, I also have enough common sense (yes, Gnè Gnè, I have too.) (meschini.) to admit that a good movie, to enjoy everything in one go without interruption, until the end credits (all, strictly) is another matter entirely.
The truth is that few movies I know are often heard to say, and have never gone beyond the sweet comedy "delicious." I hate meatloaf politicians, film involved, those bloody ones and those absolutely stupid trash. I can not stand sad endings, people who does not love her and things do not go as I had already designed in my head. In short, it is difficult to be satisfied.
I like, however, the films that surprise, how exciting (even if they end with the open-just do not die ..- too many people) that make you dream or small masterpieces of the past.
That said, you understand my profound indecision when I found myself faced with an endless list of titles (which, of course, I only knew " The Sword in the Stone "=___=) without knowing which way to turn around or what they choose to start my film with domestication.
From an advanced search I was able to skim (enough) the initial result, and I chose three films:
1) an old man: "When Harry Met Sally" (1989),
2) a hearsay: "The Importance of Being Earnest" (2002)
3) and one out of curiosity: "Pleasantville" (1998)
will be the luck of the beginner, what will be, but I was really satisfied with my choice (completely random).
I watched these films without the influence of criticism, not knowing the plot, without knowing the names of the actors.
While writing this line, it occurred to me a silly example: when someone is very hungry, any food you are eating, although not excellent, is necessarily well-liked and good taste.
With these films with me and it went exactly like this: I really want to see them, though they were, and, although perhaps not be masterpiece, to me, and that's what counts, really enjoyed.

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And the days are long gone. It must have been just two and are now nine, I do not know how.
Tonight I'm tired and sad. To be honest I did not even really want to write, but so be it.
must throw them out and then destroying the bad thoughts, the ones that look when you're distracted and plays a song recognizing the agreements which create environments that no longer exist. Because the characters are erased each other and now lives in that house another family. And 'bad to be forced to forget for his life. I did not want to forget anything, really, I did not want. I wanted to all, to those friends, that life, the lie. Instead, one day I took a can of gasoline so high, I have a match and set fire to everything.
These feelings need to be written otherwise give rise to ghosts and shadows. And I now live in the sunshine, no escape, no hiding. I live well. Felice. The shadows and smears put them in that fire and then I turned to forget about it. There
I thought only yesterday when I listened to a song, almost by accident.
And there was the piano.
The first thought was to run in the room with a bat than eighty pounds and destroy my black Yamaha. And then tear away all the harp strings come and let out a scream, a horrible scream that woke throughout the city.
Instead I took the lap in bed, I put the headphones on and I forced myself to listen to those four minutes of words, note to note.
I had a small light in the room, such as children, for my courage. I was alone with that song.
And finally, won.

I started fast, maybe this is the truth. I overstated by saying that I had become numb to everything.
I now do not feel nothing, they are just memories, but I'm not insensitive.
Those notes I feel them, know them in my head and give birth to a theater that I know by heart. That's not bad, not that. But I do not have to hide.
There is nothing wrong with having the memories, Missy.
Nothing wrong with that.

Aa Megami-sama: Tatakau Tsubasa

eleven hour drive and are back home.
And, at the moment, the only thing I can say is that I want to collect all the time in the world (and then invent, even when that is finished) to lengthen the days and stay with you.
to be with you even in the white, the other in the moments that seem empty. Why
50 kuna were not enough even once to be able to talk properly.
And now that I'm back, I need to talk with you "rent rent as the old folks." Mothers-O
.

Folks, I'll take two days of complete isolation.
There is a story that his claim characters ..
(and after two weeks, I feel even the slightest. The least!)

MissTwentyFive

Reinstatement Letter Of Employment

start with.
(I've tried to hide the costumes of the family inside the boxes of pasta .. but someone did the spy. And now, the hall, there is a large blue suitcase just waiting to be loaded in cars.)
-if someone were wondering, yes, I have (alas) and discovery, a rudimentary grappling hook, trying to escape (in the direction CASATUA) calandomi along the wall of our building .. and I was "politely" asked to go back quickly, young lady, or the rope that keeps you hanging there like a sausage & inexplicably will randomly cut out. Son of net .-
things.

After giving a rearranged things to the last, given the daily installment of a grandmother and sent. Zip as big as an elephant, I have also seen fit to change a bit 'the colors of this lj, and I sincerely feel quite satisfied with the result obtained (* smirks * rubbing his hands). Also because it took me almost two hours (!!!) to decipher the various "weak accent" "Stronger accent" "page emphasized" .. blissful ignorance.
Well, at least I held, throughout the evening, his mind well committed to this project and I woke up the impromptu creativity that (Occasionally, when he feels like it) in me. Although the next two weeks will be two weeks longer than the entire calendar (if someone were to relive more of a Monday, a Tuesday-oh well, one day you want-you will be completely normal ..) and also Chinese calendar, I feel pretty peaceful at the moment .. thanks to my faithful pills that make me see things and hear the little voices are not friends.
I'm fine!
(maybe someone will believe it when I write it ..) (because I have a hard time doing so.)
Suh, must leave happy! I go on vacation, not to make me crush the blacks points!
* smiles so-very-forced
* Okay, okay. The I stop and I admit it.
I miss you. (Tanto.) Learn then.

this is for you. (Where "I" indicates a disguised gift from Alberto.)

I'm going back soon. You know, right? To prove it I left you a blue stripe (like your smile, of course) with a boat that marks how many days on my return .. for now I'm fourteen, but I bet every now and will be looking less and less. The user will find the information. Here is what I left there, just for you. In the end, you see, I do almost all thinking of you. Indeed, even the lever "almost." I love you and do it sincerely. I do not like to talk about my feelings in public and usually do it indirectly. But you're the "thing" most beautiful and precious that I have .. and the public, this time, I'll happily slam.
I'll leave you some guidance to keep in mind, if you want, while I am away (imagine that you write on a yellow post-it-in fact, pink-attached to the door of the fridge .. and read the morning, shortly after my departure.)
~ In your room there is a book all red, and make good use.
~ (Do not make jokes, and go slow with that bicycle.)
~ Listen carefully to the 36 songs that I gave you and then tell me that you will like best.
~ Make some photos of the clouds, flowers, people .. and then exchange them with my sea, country, roads.
~ (not be sad.)
~ Pass two weeks and serene as possible without dark thoughts and taking you so long to be perfectly happy for small things. I'll do the same. As if I'd never gone away.
With so much love .. Chicca
~

I think it's everything.
(The Rascal, however, come away with me. If someone, 'You never know, he had some doubts ..)
Happy holidays, folks!
soon.

misstwentyfive

Getting Pregnant Games Online

[And so it is missing just one day to start. And it's funny, I do not even realize. Perhaps because
continuous mechanically telling me that two weeks, after all, they will pass quickly. Perhaps because, here, no one has yet made a single suitcase and all seem very determined to never make it. (Or, at least, me.) Maybe because I saw you today .. and those who have the strength to drop everything and all after a day like this?]

Well, the record of recent days seen the last (trivial) news is something very simple. I feel
Miss Twenty-Five made the most of the world at the time .. and the reason, I tell you to do?! It 's so easy ..
I HAVE A NEW PAIR OF ALL STAR! (I'm un'adepta of these shoes .. and not because they fit my style of girl who prefers not to wash for months, why not ask for alms with the dogs (ahahah NO.), Not because rocked, punkeggio, or why are incredibly "cool" (mh?) or "glam" (mh?) or God only knows what .. but simply because I like them. All clear, no?). Well, what about their (clicca!)? Are classic, white, well .. strip with the red / blue (hey, the colors of Genoa! Toh!). And I love them. Of course.
To these should be added:

-musically speaking-

to the complete discography ~ Rascal Flatts (je t'aime)
b ~ the complete discography of Lifehouse (autre fois)
c ~ "Aphrodite" of the senses (desperately sought for two years-continuously-&)
d ~ Lacuna Coil - "Enjoy The Silence" (currently at the top of my top day) (without taking anything away from the Rascal.) (Ovvio!) and
~ "Mrs. Steven Rudy" 's (I) illustrates Unknown Mark McGuinn ( here the link to her official website, so we start a little 'get to grips with all the alien ..) (still to be taken at random, the song is nice ..)
f ~ "Bridge (Interlude)" by Utada Hikaru. (Although, as a ringtone, does not feel very well ..)

Historic film-talking (hypothetically) -

to ~ "The Lake House Time "Alejandro Agresti, who, apparently, I-regrettably-lost. But I absolutely see that, in one way or another ..
b ~" Once Upon A Time In America "atmosphere for years' 20 and to study the real attitude of "gangsta"
c ~ the limited edition box set of Grease. Rosa.

libristicamente-talking-

~ Pride and Prejudice "by Jane Austen (currently page 74) (yes, yes, I was on page 12 yesterday .. but there are those who use the night to sleep. It bent.)

Ohh ... my little pleasures of life.
I'm happy, made, I will from the sea is blue, clear skies and big eyes + green + sincere .. and one in the morning.
So goodnight to everyone!

Keri Leigh Tucker Cause Of Death

Judging from my temporary disappearance from lj can be inferred that:

A) the aliens abducted me.
B) the train which was traveling on derailed (due to the insults thrown at me by FS in the previous post) and, after being thrown from my ejection seat (standard on all trains, of course) in any of the five lands, I fainted. But above all - twist - the memory.
C) trentatretrentinisonoentratiincasamiatuttietrentatretrotterellandoemihannorubatoilcomputer
D) but I'm saying?!
E) I simply had nothing else to do.
F) does not know, does not respond.

Obviously the answer is .. Well, then, in a case of these six. Or a mixture of all, here.
fact is that for a while 'is not and, to be honest, in these parts nothing happened out of the ordinary.
quiet days I spent in the company of people I care most in the world-particularly-engaging in a pillow fight, challenges to Puzzle Bubble (triumphs, of course ..) and eating whole sticks Plasmon virtually all alone.
I'm having fun, I am calm and at peace with myself. There is no way to make me mad (no, not so hard) and he was happy (!!!) even housework.
Ok, it's official, the last thing I said was a huge crap.
Rifacciamola Jack!
and I carry out forced by a mom-slave (???)- even household chores.
Oh, now I recognize that I am!
listen to music varies (I have already spoken of Rascal Flatts ?), I saw - half, because I fell asleep-American Graffiti, I'm reading Pride and Prejudice ", page 12, the first for those who had not my issue at hand-I do not go, do not go to sea.
Fancazzismo total just like I like!
And then, four miserable days I will be at about 640 km from here, blessed on the beach under the sun, among a rich and lush (but never when ..) vegetation! What more could you want?!
The only thing that worries me at the moment is the suitcase .. That is, is like saying that does not bother me at all .. because, as the place where I stay, the only important things to bring are a swimsuit and a towel .. (I might even start already with the costume ... Mh ... I'll make a little thought ..)
Ahhhh what a pretty carefree life .. I hurry to even start with the university!
Ok, in (your) ACE was to be dissolved in case some hallucinogenic substance ..
Hey, I want to arrive in September (more what else to decorate my new room ..) I can say, however, because it's still quite believable as a statement out of my mind .. everything else .. hahaha! NO.
What can I say?
I'm really good, and it was so much that I did not feel that way.
(As we all know that the substance of that change must be disguised as a gift to a certain Albert diciamoglielo not otherwise mounting the head.)
Well, my position is all .. It's your online studio!

Breeze-block Garden Wall

Ok, I'm a little obsessed.

BUT I can stop at Any Time I Want to.
Really, I can.

...... oh! Please, please help me!

Someone help me. I can not stop updating this
lj at least two or three times at day and - MOST OF ALL - I can't stop listening this damned song at all!!!
I feel ashamed to say how many times (106) I've heard "What Hurts The Most"..
I'm a hopeless case.
Yes, I AM.

ARGH!!!!

Burn When Pee After Brazilian Wax

I went to the veterinarian.
Well, my two cats and I went to the veterinarian, a quiet, reputable and smart person!
(mmmm, maybe I think well of him because I'm not a cat..)
What a wonderful day of nothingness!
Really, I'm the laziest person in the whole world and I spend my spare time doing only useless things.
(and I have inside me a little bit of nerdity too..).

--> Jumping from one-thing-to-another <--
This night on the street down here, there's a band singing old italian songs..
Man, I think I'm gonna kill this blonde + super trash + choked chiken.
Yeah.


(To my little fellow:
You made my day, boy.
You make my day everyday.
(ilove)YOU.)

Cream And Burgandy Living Rooms

(God bless NUTELLA and "Nonna Fletcher")

...speaking in confidence:

LOCO ROCO FOR PRESIDENT!

I found this silly game surfing the net this morning and I must admit it's amazing! My version consists of only one level because it's a demo , but I really enjoyed it!
So, what are you waiting for?!
GO and have fun with LOCO ROCO!

Updating:
I nearly died laughing.
You know, Google is something really really hilarious sometimes.
Take a look (especially if you're italian)
HERE
I clicked accidentally on "Translate this page" while I was on the phone with a friend of mine and, serious, I nearly died laughing!
Kids is translated as "capretti" (the goat's pup!) and club as "randello" (the cudgel!). Very funny!
( HERE the original page.)
Enjoy!

Para Que Sirve Arcade Deluxe?

Che le Ferrovie dello Stato non brillassero di particolare "intelligenza" era risaputo..
Ma io dico: che bisogno c'era di lasciare un buco di un'(importantissima) hours in the scheduling of trains to Genoa?
Among seven fifty nine fifty-four and there are no other trains!
What can I say?

BAD!

Aeropostale Drug Testing

(Oh MAN, this damned song 's killing me ..)

I wanted to "do".
to "do" something, anything creative and capable enough to appease the growing desire to design, build, create ..
And I took a day to put on this small page.
Sometimes I take it, and do not know if it's a good or a bad thing (because my room is facing desperate conditions for over a week or so ..)
It 's a disease!
am a terribly lazy chronic + + curious idlers.
Almost a disaster .. But how could I resist
last.fm? And down songs about songs ..
And how could I not spend at least an hour to choose for good (?) Intonations (?) Color for this space?!
Sacrilege!
So once again I find myself yawning at 4 am trying to remember which side was the bed before a mysterious plane dropping bombs all over the square square footage of my room .. and the bed, I swear, it's only the smallest and least influential of the things that those bombs were able to move!
The door to say ..
I remembered that he was right. Some one must have repositioned
Unbeknownst to me-full-left (along with that of the pantry?) Because first, in the dark, I took the full wall.