.:nowhere:.

never gonna give it up!

this is for those who really know me.

Its starts really nicely.

Something like:
OPERATOR: Hello
ME: Hi
OPERATOR: How are you?
ME: Fine thanks. Who is this?
OPERATOR: I love you.
ME: Um. thanks?
OPERATOR: Would you like to go to Canada and get married?
ME: Hum?

"You can not..."

Gain anything unless you give something else up as a sacrifice. This is something that sounds simple enough, but is very true if you look at the world today. Even if you don't think about it, you give stuff up in order to fulfill your wants and needs. It completely changes your outlook on everything, even just how precious life really is, just by thinking about it. And of course, not everything that you gain can be positive, no matter what kind of trouble that you go through in order to get that outcome... Even though in the end, you do get the knowledge of what might happen if someone else is going through something similar. That is a good thing about having friends, or at least I think. When you put everything that you can in your power to sacrifice at the time for something good to come from it, it may just lay dorment for a while and never show itself until you give up hope... And that is why we need friends to be with in such times of need, and who knows? Maybe one of them has been through just what you are going through and will be happy to share what kind of outcome you can look forward to have

Life is a funny experience

I turned 23 a few days ago, and I got ID'd last night. I went to Alvin and the Chip-punks (aka Sum 41) and tried to get into the bar section, and WAS ASKED FOR ID!!! Of course, in typical fashion I just renewed my driver's license so I didn't have a picture ID at the moment. Now, I had already been in the bar, and had left to go to the loo. As we were going in the first place I was teasing my husband that if the guy at the door asked for my ID I would give the guy a kiss -- with tongue. He didn't ask. About an hour later when I dashed to the bathroom, it was a woman who ID'd me. Figures. Couldn't be a guy...In the end, I couldn't get into the bar. Yup, at 23 I couldn't get into a bar...at a Sum 41 concert...when the lead singer sounds like a chipmunk.

nowhere

500!

Não. Este é o post número 500.
Jamais poderia estar escrevendo.

reconhecimento profissional

ou a falta dele


o injustiçado - parte 1

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Passada rápida para comentar uma notícia que acabei de ler. Repercute o que acontece nos países atingidos pelo Tsunami. Diz que a Suécia enviou sete policiais ao balneário de Khao Lak para investigarem um possível sequestro
de um menino de doze anos - cuja mãe continua desaparecida - por um pedófilo.

Então é assim o absurdo, à criança só restam traumas. Ondas gigantes, mãe morta, estupro.

Aposto que esse pedófilo estava bem longe da arrebentação...