Monday, October 18, 2010

Rsvp Card Sayings; Funny

was. Mamma Mia




I was always proud of my most intimate blog, where I visited only by a few who belong to my close circles, but today I would have liked to own one of these blogs read mass by thousands, for she was as follows:

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Maestra de formación, herencia y alma; sólo yo sé las agarradas que tenía con mi viejo por quedarse hasta la madrugada haciendo adornos en papel crepe para adornar el aula festejando un día cualquiera con sus queridos alumnos/hijos.

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Solo ella lograba entrar a La Cava para sacarle desde su propia casilla al hijo de ese padre, bebedor y golpeador, a SU alumno, para que estuviera en un ambiente mas cuidado y comprensivo como su aula.

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En sus mejores años de esplendor -comentó la mamá de un gran amigo-, ella le paraba los watches to men who looked , and damn if I know that with the anger that I was by how they looked and compliments to my "old".

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Her students were her children, and the most controversial, the better!.

She said that a rebel baby was going to be a stable adult.

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will never know to be just like her anti-structures, the sprouting organizations; talking, touching, writing, promising all is arranged, "he said, ... so much paperwork!

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We were entering a supermarket and a guy at the door asked us we bought something for him, she asked : what you feel like eating?, the boy looked at her and immediately said chicken cutlets! , entered, and believe me I was amazed when he faced for the deli to buy 2 large chicken cutlets, and before we did our shopping and had brought it. But I asked him "were needed the chicken?, Could not you have bought cookies or something? ... if someone tells you is breaded cutlets and no cookie ! ,

"he answered seriously," ... "and not enough with one?, retruqué-le looked at me and told me " wanted to eat schnitzel with s end. "

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She did not live as I wanted.

She did not live as it should.

She lived as she did.

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Today his life was focused for their prisoners, had a weakness for those who by their social status were poorly defended by the system is put at your disposal, it was as a manager for their causes, counselor, psychologist, social worker, compounder of their families, the link between them emotional support, etc..

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always said that we must strive to match the conditions of the less fortunate, then, just then see who is right.

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was able to come up hours late for lunch at family "because I started chatting with someone in the group and I spent" , or could not do anything "because I invited to dinner at one that has Cute ideas work for prisoners I met this morning, ".

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Expected hours for the judges (those who leave for tele) to the output of its courts, to personally explain what "the roles are impossible to say", and talk of "their prisoners and abandoned boys."

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loved and taught freedom, so unique and inimitable.

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I always thought I was an only child, but I can never tell all my brothers out there, some today are children of the killers of La Cava that when they heard was coming Seño Cuqui always wrinkled her and made a sort of guard of honor because he respected her greatly, I have also some brothers on the street that she adopted as a tutor, and probably discover many brothers prisoners when you can read dozens ... and hundreds of letters written to them.

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She held nothing back, gave it everything in every moment and circumstance, that style was their strength and their weakness.

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And one day he decided to leave, and simply went away.

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Thanks Mom for everything.

Thank God for letting me borrow all this time.


JR.

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Sunday, October 17, 2010

How Do You Get Rid Of Tophi Elbow

I Forget Trying to break the rule and say THANK


currently devoted followers come to you because they lived pe an unforgettable night began with a concert with fellow LIGHTHOUSE Orchestra, which always makes me happy play, followed by a show of brute force with a great company, and third listening to Peteris Vasks in Congress Square, I must say thanks to that little person for all this, not a lot to me felt so very FULL.
No more to these words I retire to my bed because I'm gun.
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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Softball Pitch Clip Art

nonsense ....


Today was a rather peculiar day, I woke up "early" so that a friend told me a little harmony, and so was I was then offered to drive him to laburo and we ate 1 ½ hours of traffic on the Gral Paz.
already so I changed the day I had planned to study all day Armonia issues we had seen but the issue of being stuck for so long, I must say, it's pretty tiring.
Then get home and the first thing I did was throw me to sleep a half-hour nap, which ended up being a nap of 2 hours, so that was already 18hs up to sit down and study, I made an attempt to 1 hour but there were no more than that. A little disappointed I went to do other things, things started to look and study parts that I have a concert on Saturday, and that was what I was doing so far, really put aside what I had to make Harmony.
On Saturday, apart from having to give a concert, then I have a show, and after that, you may have to go to Congress Square to accompany the people of "A Roof for my Country", but the test during the day , so for sure on Sunday I will be completely destroyed. On Tuesday
Ma Balat while waiting for me came a piece I wrote on the phone but I can not pass. The text emerged from the work of Peter Vasks "Distant Light" which caused me great inner movement when I first heard on a documentary about the Conductor Anu Tali Dir. It's amazing what this music moved me, not good if it's something temporary so I'm living now, or for some other reason, but rare is the feeling I have for this music, I leave a little of the style of music for listen.
I say goodbye no more to tell, and I hope these words will be of some

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Can You Use Anbesol On Your Penis

As explained?


And so begins the day of my birthday and the day is dawning 10 / 10/2010.
by this time I still hoped to be celebrating with my closest, but I realized that the place where he was celebrating, it was the place I wanted, and while there were people that I love! missing others that really matter at this point in my life thus far I do not like what was happening and came home.
was weird feeling, I had no desire to be with anyone, I wanted to go, I felt suffocated, people walked around me and caused me some reluctance.
never happened to me this, I do not know the truth if there is a crisis of the 25 or what, but I must confess that at one point, I was in total crisis.
sorry for those who took the trip to go where I was, truth, yes, and they I apologize in advance for not being "present" in the moments out there more "Celebration" but hey it was something uncontrollable and in-mask.
received many calls and lots of text messages, THANKS.
If I start to compare with my birthday last year, one could say that the pass better, many returned to "fail" as last year, but others dazzled by his presence, was totally a surprise. I hope this day
starting Sunday, but good start, hopefully I can smile and laugh, feel happy with what I carry so far. To say "Geez, I have 25, and I'm barbaric", but some part of me I do not think so, but in reverse. Anyway
I repeat, we see that brings me on Sunday, we will
good night for some, good morning to other
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