's Christmas and Christmas ....
E 'Christmas ... and at Christmas ..
it is time to take stock .. ends a year and there is always the veil of nostalgia that before lit streets and shop windows decorated knocks a bit like a worm ..
years now that I am at home I do not do the tree .. my gifts are not discarded all together at 24 .. At the table there are all the people I would like ..
but Christmas is Christmas and you can do more .. humming ..
but I wonder why on earth we can not do more during the remaining 364 days to get to 25 in the heart with the serenity that hypocritically hopes with multiple sms sent to all contacts ..
"Dear ... ENTER YOUR NAME .... hope you and INSERT ... RELATIONSHIP ... a Christmas full of joy and serenity ... kisses I love you so much ... ADD EXCITEMENT "quipped
.. so on the night of 24 received multiple sms nice .. the idea of \u200b\u200bsending an SMS to complete precompiled
.. But it's Christmas and at Christmas ... you can give that penny to the washer during the rest year send to hell .. you can call that relative who just can not tolerate .. you can send text messages to people who do not even remember having more contacts at Christmas .. you can ... but you soon get to Santo Stefano. . and then left the race for the New Year .. where will you dance? What will we do? And we all hope that the new year bring joy, work, money and love .. but then be triggered between 31 and 1 enough to think that we can leave behind a year and expected all these changes?
Because the diet does not begin from the first moment when you look in the mirror and you see a little swollen?
Why the past does not leave behind when you realize that just past?
Because some roads do not leave when you did not guess that out?
Why do not you start hoping for a better future when you realize that this does not satisfy us??
No. .. we are all waiting for the new year .. hope this and then I have this wish to all my closest friends .. But they're not asking to wait until 2011 before the first difficult year of 2010 ... because it's not perfect ... there is that 31 you can leave it all behind probably captured the emotion of a beginning and certainly by alcohol .. January 2, but all will be equal to the December 30 ... only we can change the way we deal with life .. that despite all the problems of everyday life .. remains a wonderful mystery ...
I wish you all the awareness and consciousness ... this .. and I wish you love, money and luck ..
Meanwhile, I continue my budget in 2010 and will take with me many questions ... which probably will not find an answer ...
HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Sv2000dvd Recorder Specs
Vanity ...
Vanity .... vain have been ever since as a child .. when seeing the film, I learned that the princesses before going to sleep
brush their hair and spray two drops of perfume on her neck .. so I took that habit ..
I was only 3 years when one night after making my ritual ran to the terrace to make you feel at my father
new perfume that I sprayed on the neck .. but stumbled and took three points on my eyebrow ..
Even now when I look in the mirror that scar, which I cover carefully with a pencil, I remember as a child
had proof that the conquest of a man causing injuries ... Over time
sembrai forget this lesson and I opened my heart to people that caused me in the eye
wounds less obvious but more profound, piercing ... those wounds that led me to be today what are or appear ...
the boundaries between the image we want to give, that others will approach and what we are really really thin ..
I tried to build a strong personality in opposition to that of my mother .. not tolerate her being a victim of events ..
and maybe I was to pay no more tears of her .. but always in secret ..
I always smile at everything before .. I fell but my recovery time was fast .. Not wanting to show my soul
I began to treat my body .. and so early care of my hair, my hands .. accessories trend ..
whimsical to small details. .. And That's why I notice most people .. for my hair clean and plate
for my cherry red gel casting, my designer bags, for my apparent carelessness and inability to love someone outside of myself
..
tell me anything but the few people who have managed to go beyond .. I learned to my heart open to those capable of
make a great initial effort and the true love Valeria showing real interest to know ..
The very few men who were beside me I miss .. even those that I have seriously injured
taking advantage of the knowledge of my weaknesses, and knowing exactly where to hit .. this is the risk of opening .. and unfortunately I have also made serious errors of assessment
..
And yet I continue to smile .. to laugh at myself and others ..
I laugh at those who think me self-centered airhead .. laugh at men who seek me and who I escape .. game to make his prey when I know perfectly
to take control of the situation because I'm not involved .. I laugh at myself when I put up in the morning and trinkets
mask and showed me the world ... smile to life and his extraordinary strength ... the one force able to make me fall in love one more time ...
and smile despite the new injury .. this time were not intentional ... that makes me cry before the inability to be able to do something ..
But I smile anyway .. for emotions .. for what look deeper than ever look at me as I .. for that smile at the same time
me and troubles me .. cheers that I cared for those he shakes hands .. for that voice that makes me tremble for him ..
I had the good fortune to know and observe in silence ...
Vanity .... vain have been ever since as a child .. when seeing the film, I learned that the princesses before going to sleep
brush their hair and spray two drops of perfume on her neck .. so I took that habit ..
I was only 3 years when one night after making my ritual ran to the terrace to make you feel at my father
new perfume that I sprayed on the neck .. but stumbled and took three points on my eyebrow ..
Even now when I look in the mirror that scar, which I cover carefully with a pencil, I remember as a child
had proof that the conquest of a man causing injuries ... Over time
sembrai forget this lesson and I opened my heart to people that caused me in the eye
wounds less obvious but more profound, piercing ... those wounds that led me to be today what are or appear ...
the boundaries between the image we want to give, that others will approach and what we are really really thin ..
I tried to build a strong personality in opposition to that of my mother .. not tolerate her being a victim of events ..
and maybe I was to pay no more tears of her .. but always in secret ..
I always smile at everything before .. I fell but my recovery time was fast .. Not wanting to show my soul
I began to treat my body .. and so early care of my hair, my hands .. accessories trend ..
whimsical to small details. .. And That's why I notice most people .. for my hair clean and plate
for my cherry red gel casting, my designer bags, for my apparent carelessness and inability to love someone outside of myself
..
tell me anything but the few people who have managed to go beyond .. I learned to my heart open to those capable of
make a great initial effort and the true love Valeria showing real interest to know ..
The very few men who were beside me I miss .. even those that I have seriously injured
taking advantage of the knowledge of my weaknesses, and knowing exactly where to hit .. this is the risk of opening .. and unfortunately I have also made serious errors of assessment
..
And yet I continue to smile .. to laugh at myself and others ..
I laugh at those who think me self-centered airhead .. laugh at men who seek me and who I escape .. game to make his prey when I know perfectly
to take control of the situation because I'm not involved .. I laugh at myself when I put up in the morning and trinkets
mask and showed me the world ... smile to life and his extraordinary strength ... the one force able to make me fall in love one more time ...
and smile despite the new injury .. this time were not intentional ... that makes me cry before the inability to be able to do something ..
But I smile anyway .. for emotions .. for what look deeper than ever look at me as I .. for that smile at the same time
me and troubles me .. cheers that I cared for those he shakes hands .. for that voice that makes me tremble for him ..
I had the good fortune to know and observe in silence ...
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Changing Table Special Needs
To our former monastery of Santo Stefano in Genoa
Thursday, December 10 at 18 in the church (formerly the monastery Olivetan) of S.Stefano in Genoa votive Mass of St. Chaired by Dom Bernardo Tolomei Valerio Cattani, abbot emeritus of the abbey of St. Seregno blessed with the assistance of Don Carlo Aluigi, abbot of St-priest Stephen will outline the shape and spirituality of the saint Anthony Don Smithwick
the monastery of St. Prospero in Camogli.
Thursday, December 10 at 18 in the church (formerly the monastery Olivetan) of S.Stefano in Genoa votive Mass of St. Chaired by Dom Bernardo Tolomei Valerio Cattani, abbot emeritus of the abbey of St. Seregno blessed with the assistance of Don Carlo Aluigi, abbot of St-priest Stephen will outline the shape and spirituality of the saint Anthony Don Smithwick
the monastery of St. Prospero in Camogli.
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