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I can only listen to right:

Today I noticed that the pictures scare me. Do not bother me when I make a picture in itself.

But I really have a fear of being immobile, in the photo.

My father has started to use a machine of the '70s, which repeatedly photographing the dog, I mean, grow apart, you do not do that then who knows what's so striking to immobilize the time.

Bad luck has it that even I sometimes end up in these pictures, made with difficulty, looking for the correct exposure, putting several minutes for the fire.

That machine is a carrier of memories.

Probably the picture of my mother that are more closely linked, were taken with the machine. Those in which she was beautiful, dressed in orange suits, with eyeshadow iridescent silver-white, now do not even produce more than dell'Estée Lauder, quell'ombretto, because I tried. On the other hand have started to do that pencil-proof black tears.

If I think that now, the same machine captures me, and almost always in my pajamas, make-up, lying on the floor with the dog on him, I'm sorry for the machine.

She used to lean my father, my beautiful mother, my grandmother and my grandfather fat with dogs in tow. To my aunt with a polka dot skirt, with my cousin's eyes of China, but green, small and beautiful. She was used to homemade canned tomatoes in the summer, the pipers at Christmas, my mother dressed in purple, in front of my father. My father on the shore of the sea, holding me in her arms, which are so small that within it all on one hand.

Surely you remember very well when I broke my front teeth. Please remember Favolino, my stuffed dog. About Me chocolate cake shaped house. My first real dog, Tenery Terry, who had first and last name because it was a very black cocker pin up.

My grandmother who ate green apples, because he had diabetes. My grandmother was washing her hair in the sink. Those who had long hair down to her knees, and it took a whole day to wash them, dry them and put them in braids styling onion. Hair that had a ritual to stop in multiple images, do not ever forget.

I have a huge picture of me that I talk to a flower.

of me I eat watermelon, I play with the chickens. I walk around the house to sit outside. Three years, eh.

Photos not to forget, that perhaps would not be served.

Also I have done lots of photos. Than last year, I have deleted almost all of them. Just look at them made me sick, made me sick.

I deleted photos of moments that I wanted to forget. Why are not moments when I think back with nostalgia, are moments that I think with terror, with disgust. I see a me that actually does not belong to me, even remotely.

There are people who are always good in photos because they show their best side, if you show how they really are, would do horror.

And then the pictures scare me because they are there to remember how and who you were.

But in this period of my life I'm ready to appreciate again.

And even though I'm really curious to see me scare stops right now, because I like so much ...

I do not take good pictures

cuz I have the kind of beauty

That moves ...

(Ani Difranco)

Orlando Gay Crusing Areas

I can only listen to right:

Today I noticed that the pictures scare me. Do not bother me when I make a picture in itself.

But I really have a fear of being immobile, in the photo.

My father has started to use a machine of the '70s, which repeatedly photographing the dog, I mean, grow apart, you do not do that then who knows what's so striking to immobilize the time.

Bad luck has it that even I sometimes end up in these pictures, made with difficulty, looking for the correct exposure, putting several minutes for the fire.

That machine is a carrier of memories.

Probably the picture of my mother that are more closely linked, were taken with the machine. Those in which she was beautiful, dressed in orange suits, with eyeshadow iridescent silver-white, now do not even produce more than dell'Estée Lauder, quell'ombretto, because I tried. On the other hand have started to do that pencil-proof black tears.

If I think that now, the same machine captures me, and almost always in my pajamas, make-up, lying on the floor with the dog on him, I'm sorry for the machine.

She used to lean my father, my beautiful mother, my grandmother and my grandfather fat with dogs in tow. To my aunt with a polka dot skirt, with my cousin's eyes of China, but green, small and beautiful. She was used to homemade canned tomatoes in the summer, the pipers at Christmas, my mother dressed in purple, in front of my father. My father on the shore of the sea, holding me in her arms, which are so small that within it all on one hand.

Surely you remember very well when I broke my front teeth. Please remember Favolino, my stuffed dog. About Me chocolate cake shaped house. My first real dog, Tenery Terry, who had first and last name because it was a very black cocker pin up.

My grandmother who ate green apples, because he had diabetes. My grandmother was washing her hair in the sink. Those who had long hair down to her knees, and it took a whole day to wash them, dry them and put them in braids styling onion. Hair that had a ritual to stop in multiple images, do not ever forget.

I have a huge picture of me that I talk to a flower.

of me I eat watermelon, I play with the chickens. I walk around the house to sit outside. Three years, eh.

Photos not to forget, that perhaps would not be served.

Also I have done lots of photos. Than last year, I have deleted almost all of them. Just look at them made me sick, made me sick.

I deleted photos of moments that I wanted to forget. Why are not moments when I think back with nostalgia, are moments that I think with terror, with disgust. I see a me that actually does not belong to me, even remotely.

There are people who are always good in photos because they show their best side, if you show how they really are, would do horror.

And then the pictures scare me because they are there to remember how and who you were.

But in this period of my life I'm ready to appreciate again.

And even though I'm really curious to see me scare stops right now, because I like so much ...

I do not take good pictures

cuz I have the kind of beauty

That moves ...

(Ani Difranco)

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A TRUE STORY - ENERGY DRINKS

I write a student of mine, a great drinker of energy drinks. You know that they contain a mix excessive amounts of caffeine of 14 cans of cola.

After a family tragedy (his father killed his mother before the eyes of the child) the child was entrusted to the maternal grandparents. You must take antidepressant medicines. In order not to fall asleep in class, before arriving at school at least one liter of drinking energy drinks on the bus. Then it behaves like a madman. Nervous classmates and teachers with his words, etc. with drumming. He has seventeen years old and already the third time in the ninth grade. (In our school this is his first year).
Once I told him to stop teasing others. Straightened up and headed toward me with dull eyes. I get a slap. He did however quite different. He put one arm behind my back and say "I love her teacher." Since then I am not afraid of him but I doubt it. If this continues, can be dangerous for others. Days ago he had a serious conflict with the colleague who teaches physical education. The president has called a meeting of teachers + the boy's grandmother. all tell their own stories.'s grandmother (76 years) told us that it will accept our decision Asthe chucks him out. But at same time presented us with a poem written by his grandson the previous day. It was a poem very sad and exasperated. She expressed the desire for suicide, the desire to finish under the train.

was difficult to make a decision. We gave him a month as a last chance to stay. During that time to do several tests and in school and psychiatric spicologici not bad, no energy drinks and so on. The meeting has been nearly two weeks. He is lying down on the bench or is visibly excited and goes swimming.

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A TRUE STORY - ENERGY DRINKS

I write a student of mine, a great drinker of energy drinks. You know that they contain a mix excessive amounts of caffeine of 14 cans of cola.

After a family tragedy (his father killed his mother before the eyes of the child) the child was entrusted to the maternal grandparents. You must take antidepressant medicines. In order not to fall asleep in class, before arriving at school at least one liter of drinking energy drinks on the bus. Then it behaves like a madman. Nervous classmates and teachers with his words, etc. with drumming. He has seventeen years old and already the third time in the ninth grade. (In our school this is his first year).
Once I told him to stop teasing others. Straightened up and headed toward me with dull eyes. I get a slap. He did however quite different. He put one arm behind my back and say "I love her teacher." Since then I am not afraid of him but I doubt it. If this continues, can be dangerous for others. Days ago he had a serious conflict with the colleague who teaches physical education. The president has called a meeting of teachers + the boy's grandmother. all tell their own stories.'s grandmother (76 years) told us that it will accept our decision Asthe chucks him out. But at same time presented us with a poem written by his grandson the previous day. It was a poem very sad and exasperated. She expressed the desire for suicide, the desire to finish under the train.

was difficult to make a decision. We gave him a month as a last chance to stay. During that time to do several tests and in school and psychiatric spicologici not bad, no energy drinks and so on. The meeting has been nearly two weeks. He is lying down on the bench or is visibly excited and goes swimming.

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What happened to you?

Listening:

(The Wire, because yesterday I was at the concert and I was excited I had not even 15 years. And probably not only because of them.)

Today I start to think about those people who have understood all of the friendship.

Each of us has a friend who has understood everything. Or more than one.

There is the one who regularly disappeared for indefinite periods, and then returns to bite with two lines of email asking how you are, how things are going, what you tell me.

has its problems, its things to do, they forget your existence.

you remember once in a while, the return spring to mind as an epiphany while eating a rainbow roll, maybe.

Maybe I'd like more honesty.

But the friendship may be wavering? I thought not. Yet it is not. E 'cyclic to be exact.

I tend to smile even more ahead of them, text messages that read: "What happened to you?".

Fortunately no end, I'd like to be clear.

I did not end exactly as you have not tried me, I have not tried you. It happens that we have separate lives, happily, full of commitments. Otherwise we would have two sad people.

If I have to cultivate the friendship alone is not friendship. It 's a unique relationship in which I talk to a person who looks frantically because the clock has to go.

certainly not always there is an exchange. There should be, but I welcome the idea that simplicity is not always there.

Nevertheless I'd like more honesty.

I do not come naturally to the contrary.

prefer nothing to the false interests of the duration of a moment.

Jackson Elite Figure Skating Boot Model 2700

What happened to you?

Listening:

(The Wire, because yesterday I was at the concert and I was excited I had not even 15 years. And probably not only because of them.)

Today I start to think about those people who have understood all of the friendship.

Each of us has a friend who has understood everything. Or more than one.

There is the one who regularly disappeared for indefinite periods, and then returns to bite with two lines of email asking how you are, how things are going, what you tell me.

has its problems, its things to do, they forget your existence.

you remember once in a while, the return spring to mind as an epiphany while eating a rainbow roll, maybe.

Maybe I'd like more honesty.

But the friendship may be wavering? I thought not. Yet it is not. E 'cyclic to be exact.

I tend to smile even more ahead of them, text messages that read: "What happened to you?".

Fortunately no end, I'd like to be clear.

I did not end exactly as you have not tried me, I have not tried you. It happens that we have separate lives, happily, full of commitments. Otherwise we would have two sad people.

If I have to cultivate the friendship alone is not friendship. It 's a unique relationship in which I talk to a person who looks frantically because the clock has to go.

certainly not always there is an exchange. There should be, but I welcome the idea that simplicity is not always there.

Nevertheless I'd like more honesty.

I do not come naturally to the contrary.

prefer nothing to the false interests of the duration of a moment.

Difference Between White, Yellow And Green Xanx

another test ... I do not watch

Well another question .. transferred to another campus to learn.

You go to another store and another captain will join to learn in another sector.

am happily excited, but at the same time a little 'shaken, it is true still remain here in the usual role I began to feel tight and I felt that on some days it was very hard work.

Difference Between White, Yellow And Green Xanx

another test ... I do not watch

Well another question .. transferred to another campus to learn.

You go to another store and another captain will join to learn in another sector.

am happily excited, but at the same time a little 'shaken, it is true still remain here in the usual role I began to feel tight and I felt that on some days it was very hard work.

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Sanremo ..

Sanremo You do not look for many years, a little 'because too many hard days, a little' because the result is too tired and I talked about: there in the early evening after evening, in the morning and afternoon, with all these commentators who talk too much and say nothing. Everyone knows everything about everyone, everyone is a friend of all and so the songs fade into the background.

I remember when I was a kid we listened to the song in silence, was palpable emotion of the singers and the conductor or the valleys were always respectful and, above all, almost anonymous because it was important to focus on their tunes.

Over the years the focus has shifted more and more 'on the conductor and the valleys that gradually steal the scene, it is almost like watching a three-or four balls broken by singers with original songs, this year the focus was all on Morandi, may be legitimate, and those two strulline of Belen and Canalis (which moreover is being targeted by a striking journalists who did not have compassion on the former tissue).

I wonder if is it possible that there were two other girls who could support the Italian leg Morandi throughout Italy over them now?

I did not see why there was Belen Sanremo this year because I do not think someone like her to be in prime time (but not in those hours). A person who claims to use cocaine, whose boyfriend that handyman Corona and a friend like that kind Lele Mora.

Strana RAI blow Morgan and eSATA Belen.

ALTHOUGH THERE 'a difference;)

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Sanremo ..

Sanremo You do not look for many years, a little 'because too many hard days, a little' because the result is too tired and I talked about: there in the early evening after evening, in the morning and afternoon, with all these commentators who talk too much and say nothing. Everyone knows everything about everyone, everyone is a friend of all and so the songs fade into the background.

I remember when I was a kid we listened to the song in silence, was palpable emotion of the singers and the conductor or the valleys were always respectful and, above all, almost anonymous because it was important to focus on their tunes.

Over the years the focus has shifted more and more 'on the conductor and the valleys that gradually steal the scene, it is almost like watching a three-or four balls broken by singers with original songs, this year the focus was all on Morandi, may be legitimate, and those two strulline of Belen and Canalis (which moreover is being targeted by a striking journalists who did not have compassion on the former tissue).

I wonder if is it possible that there were two other girls who could support the Italian leg Morandi throughout Italy over them now?

I did not see why there was Belen Sanremo this year because I do not think someone like her to be in prime time (but not in those hours). A person who claims to use cocaine, whose boyfriend that handyman Corona and a friend like that kind Lele Mora.

Strana RAI blow Morgan and eSATA Belen.

ALTHOUGH THERE 'a difference;)

Fotos Al Desnudo Lorana Herrera

shelves and ladders

The first expense is always the hardest.
Steps three quarters of the time looking for things you need, and can also happen to not find them.
No, the supermarket is not some kind of metaphor, that's exactly what it is. Before shopping yesterday for my new loft in Campo Ligure, and of course I could not start from the nearby supermarket. Next time I'll move somewhere else, like a good housewife, looking for the best prices (quiet, not keep you updated.)



The news here is not that like every average male has difficulty between the shelves (and think that I love to shop!), But because I found a home in Valle Stura after months of fruitless searches. It is served throughout the benevolence of one of my "amicautoctona", and the end result is was obtained.

's change the times, the rhythms and habits, but also change the air. Not since leaving the house in Germany that could not feel the smell of the seasons, the river 10 meters from home, the sight of the fort in front of my balcony.
whole other thing, in fact.
Not to mention that are 100 meters from the building where they train young players in the Roussillon Girls Football team, I "adopted" for my first experience as a goalkeeper ... Needless to say, on the morning of the lots are already taken from anxiety attacks, stuff that did not happen from my time in the juniors Multedo (but at that time I play, I was not watching the game from the sidelines ...)

Updates musical filed the commitment of nine days ago with Mignanego Frolics, next stop will be Saturday, March 26 in Varazze. The goal is to build on the experience of recent date, which is considered a ladder - and an audience - totally different.

To stay updated on my comings and goings, you will find below links to the pages of Facebook Tele Turchino and Frolics.

Last but not least, I happened to write for the online magazine Mediahead. Click here , found my short article on the phenomenon of "brain drain" ... Enjoy!

Until next time, sooner or later I would not know ...

Fotos Al Desnudo Lorana Herrera

shelves and ladders

The first expense is always the hardest.
Steps three quarters of the time looking for things you need, and can also happen to not find them.
No, the supermarket is not some kind of metaphor, that's exactly what it is. Before shopping yesterday for my new loft in Campo Ligure, and of course I could not start from the nearby supermarket. Next time I'll move somewhere else, like a good housewife, looking for the best prices (quiet, not keep you updated.)



The news here is not that like every average male has difficulty between the shelves (and think that I love to shop!), But because I found a home in Valle Stura after months of fruitless searches. It is served throughout the benevolence of one of my "amicautoctona", and the end result is was obtained.

's change the times, the rhythms and habits, but also change the air. Not since leaving the house in Germany that could not feel the smell of the seasons, the river 10 meters from home, the sight of the fort in front of my balcony.
whole other thing, in fact.
Not to mention that are 100 meters from the building where they train young players in the Roussillon Girls Football team, I "adopted" for my first experience as a goalkeeper ... Needless to say, on the morning of the lots are already taken from anxiety attacks, stuff that did not happen from my time in the juniors Multedo (but at that time I play, I was not watching the game from the sidelines ...)

Updates musical filed the commitment of nine days ago with Mignanego Frolics, next stop will be Saturday, March 26 in Varazze. The goal is to build on the experience of recent date, which is considered a ladder - and an audience - totally different.

To stay updated on my comings and goings, you will find below links to the pages of Facebook Tele Turchino and Frolics.

Last but not least, I happened to write for the online magazine Mediahead. Click here , found my short article on the phenomenon of "brain drain" ... Enjoy!

Until next time, sooner or later I would not know ...

Husband Being Breastfed By Wife

Life is about choices.

Listening:

These days I often hear the word "choice" in discussions with my friends. Indeed

in adolescence there is ever a choice, really.

And I know them for years, I find myself for the first time to feel their vibrations of anxiety before the decision to be taken before the changes.

As children do not choose, do it. The school, first kiss, sports, the first time. I am convinced that very few among us have chosen to truly believe one of these things. Most have left drag by events, by the fact that certain things were done on time. Then it happens that you get to choose, as a guideline, the university up, but I think we're getting there still later, for reasons of strong generational slow.

's not really our fault.

If there is someone to have a minimum of guilt, are over 30 years now, since we have deluded that young people can be until at least 40.

And we have welcomed this thought.

The problem is that, unlike them, we feel mature.

I will feel when I talk, that basically you're ready for many things.

My best friend is 27 years old and about to marry. It certainly is because it has a good job, and certainly it is for love. But it is also, and above all courage.

courage that I would not, for example.

A friend of mine spends his days studying, because he wants to go to work in London it has all the ability, from my point of view is a huge leap, and I admire his self-esteem that leads him to decide that love really is to choose a job that rewards him in full.

E are just two examples of what I have around and admire.

Unlike the people who today are bigger than us anagrafe, we are truly mature.

What has made these?

Probably the fear of the future that we have instilled the system. And let the use of this word from the center of social abhor, but in this case it works.

None of us have certainty, we move with all the unique intent to have some. And, if we find something positive in the socio-historical crap that we live in, maybe that makes us methodical, thoughtful, attentive.

makes us great.

Husband Being Breastfed By Wife

Life is about choices.

Listening:

These days I often hear the word "choice" in discussions with my friends. Indeed

in adolescence there is ever a choice, really.

And I know them for years, I find myself for the first time to feel their vibrations of anxiety before the decision to be taken before the changes.

As children do not choose, do it. The school, first kiss, sports, the first time. I am convinced that very few among us have chosen to truly believe one of these things. Most have left drag by events, by the fact that certain things were done on time. Then it happens that you get to choose, as a guideline, the university up, but I think we're getting there still later, for reasons of strong generational slow.

's not really our fault.

If there is someone to have a minimum of guilt, are over 30 years now, since we have deluded that young people can be until at least 40.

And we have welcomed this thought.

The problem is that, unlike them, we feel mature.

I will feel when I talk, that basically you're ready for many things.

My best friend is 27 years old and about to marry. It certainly is because it has a good job, and certainly it is for love. But it is also, and above all courage.

courage that I would not, for example.

A friend of mine spends his days studying, because he wants to go to work in London it has all the ability, from my point of view is a huge leap, and I admire his self-esteem that leads him to decide that love really is to choose a job that rewards him in full.

E are just two examples of what I have around and admire.

Unlike the people who today are bigger than us anagrafe, we are truly mature.

What has made these?

Probably the fear of the future that we have instilled the system. And let the use of this word from the center of social abhor, but in this case it works.

None of us have certainty, we move with all the unique intent to have some. And, if we find something positive in the socio-historical crap that we live in, maybe that makes us methodical, thoughtful, attentive.

makes us great.

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FIG TREE - The mountain air

the fig tree in the Old Testament, together with the vine was a symbol of fertility and joyful life

Genesis 3:7: "Then he opened the eyes of both of them and they knew that they were naked; sewed fig leaves together and made themselves aprons."

probably will not ever spend my summer days in the shade of this tree nice but I do everything to save :))

I read that is sensitive to low temperatures, in about 8-10 degrees below zero the whole plant may die. So in November we have our post transplant a fig in a pot and we'd take him home (to scale). I think in the back garden in April.

Have a fruit:))

cooperate enjoys the air Mountain

He headed down

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FIG TREE - The mountain air

the fig tree in the Old Testament, together with the vine was a symbol of fertility and joyful life

Genesis 3:7: "Then he opened the eyes of both of them and they knew that they were naked; sewed fig leaves together and made themselves aprons."

probably will not ever spend my summer days in the shade of this tree nice but I do everything to save :))

I read that is sensitive to low temperatures, in about 8-10 degrees below zero the whole plant may die. So in November we have our post transplant a fig in a pot and we'd take him home (to scale). I think in the back garden in April.

Have a fruit:))

cooperate enjoys the air Mountain

He headed down

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at 16.00!

Converting Plug To Hardwire

http://www.radioliberatutti.it/

listen to me .. (if you like ...: P)

at 16.00!

Fraternity Hazing Blog

I have a little 'fever.

The fever makes me think of my mother, like pajamas.

I can not often when I was growing up did. I was always a fever, with high peaks of pure delirium, when I was convinced that I have the little green men walked upon. Once I was so sure that these little green men were walking on my belly, I began to scream. I was lying in my bed, next to the wall with wallpaper that horrible choice by my mother.

I have yet to understand how cynical you can choose the wallpaper with the clown.

However screamed against these things that I wanted to enter the nose. My mother was horrified by some of the other infinitely amused. The finger pointed the finger at a screaming "You do not understand!" that, looking back now, makes me laugh, too.

"Martha, there is no little green men. "

" How bad have a mother who does not understand his daughter, "I said eight years, with the curls in his face and a pout infinite.

face something that I took down a fever, I began to eat.

Sometimes I think back to little green men, the hallucination in which they are most fond of.

And I remember that event, every time I remember with affection, understanding and patience of my mother.

superiority and the ' attention.

The incredible ability to keep me from making mistakes, and the silence without a trial when I chose to have it.

And I'll remember the strength That You Gave Me.

Fraternity Hazing Blog

I have a little 'fever.

The fever makes me think of my mother, like pajamas.

I can not often when I was growing up did. I was always a fever, with high peaks of pure delirium, when I was convinced that I have the little green men walked upon. Once I was so sure that these little green men were walking on my belly, I began to scream. I was lying in my bed, next to the wall with wallpaper that horrible choice by my mother.

I have yet to understand how cynical you can choose the wallpaper with the clown.

However screamed against these things that I wanted to enter the nose. My mother was horrified by some of the other infinitely amused. The finger pointed the finger at a screaming "You do not understand!" that, looking back now, makes me laugh, too.

"Martha, there is no little green men. "

" How bad have a mother who does not understand his daughter, "I said eight years, with the curls in his face and a pout infinite.

face something that I took down a fever, I began to eat.

Sometimes I think back to little green men, the hallucination in which they are most fond of.

And I remember that event, every time I remember with affection, understanding and patience of my mother.

superiority and the ' attention.

The incredible ability to keep me from making mistakes, and the silence without a trial when I chose to have it.

And I'll remember the strength That You Gave Me.

High School Athletes Shower

I'll remember that you can never say.

If I could give voice to my soul away run away as fast you flee at the first cries of a volcano.

I wonder if I'll ever quite ready .. .

To finish everything that I'm missing, if necessary to respond and say no, if I do not care.

And always be myself with all my blind spot, without fear of being hurt or not being equal.

High School Athletes Shower

I'll remember that you can never say.

If I could give voice to my soul away run away as fast you flee at the first cries of a volcano.

I wonder if I'll ever quite ready .. .

To finish everything that I'm missing, if necessary to respond and say no, if I do not care.

And always be myself with all my blind spot, without fear of being hurt or not being equal.

Consolidate Salliemae

THE SCENT OF HYACINTH - Sunday

Onions hyacinth bought about ten days ago I was surprised with the fragrant flowers. Feel? At home I carry the feeling of spring:))

Here are my favorite apple cakes, first of all to my son. pasta Ingredients: flour gr.400-500, 2-3 tablespoons sugar, 250 g margarine, 2 eggs, 2 tablespoons sour cream, salt, baking powder. Knead, then roll out the dough (in two parts) with a rolling pin. Filling: 2 pounds apples (a little polish and cook with sugar), 200-250 g sugar, ground cinnamon, 50 g raisins, a tablespoon of lemon juice, chopped nuts 50-100 g (put them under the apple). At the end of the brush with egg and bake in preheated oven 200 C for 40-45 minutes (baking dish about 20 cm X 30) and cut the pulp into cubes.

with them is never bored

My sweet cheerful company

After a good night's sleep

Consolidate Salliemae

THE SCENT OF HYACINTH - Sunday

Onions hyacinth bought about ten days ago I was surprised with the fragrant flowers. Feel? At home I carry the feeling of spring:))

Here are my favorite apple cakes, first of all to my son. pasta Ingredients: flour gr.400-500, 2-3 tablespoons sugar, 250 g margarine, 2 eggs, 2 tablespoons sour cream, salt, baking powder. Knead, then roll out the dough (in two parts) with a rolling pin. Filling: 2 pounds apples (a little polish and cook with sugar), 200-250 g sugar, ground cinnamon, 50 g raisins, a tablespoon of lemon juice, chopped nuts 50-100 g (put them under the apple). At the end of the brush with egg and bake in preheated oven 200 C for 40-45 minutes (baking dish about 20 cm X 30) and cut the pulp into cubes.

with them is never bored

My sweet cheerful company

After a good night's sleep

Diabetes Two Year Old

Bang Bang Shoot Shoot

Listening:

Yesterday I went to see Another Year.

I'll describe it as an honest portrait of unhappiness, which transmits unhappiness.

least to me, and who was with me, sent a little 'sick of resigned.

The fact that his dirty work, this film, he did well.

Happiness is a moment, its very hard, the little that you can not achieve.

It occurs to me during the train.

Like all good things, which are felt only when they are finished.

Perhaps we should be more receptive and easier. We should avoid to demand more and more, than what we face. Sometimes what we see is everything you want in that moment. This might be perpetually dissatisfied. And deeply unhappy.

Perhaps there is a constant in happiness, you know those people with perfect lives than those who never seem to have undergone any moment of pain, mental fatigue and disappointment?

Perhaps more than happy to have met with a slightly veiled and resignation and to us, heroic, depressed, are almost hatred.

Unhappiness is not. It does not last the duration of a pulse. Hard time of agony.

And I can not absolutely how to describe it, but I know that sometimes you can not deviate from any aspect of their lives, pervades everything, the intimate, all from fraying.

I'd like to know how to avoid, but unfortunately I know. Perhaps in an Epicurean chess game, is also good: let me know enjoy those rare moments of happiness, without expecting more.

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Listening:

Yesterday I went to see Another Year.

I'll describe it as an honest portrait of unhappiness, which transmits unhappiness.

least to me, and who was with me, sent a little 'sick of resigned.

The fact that his dirty work, this film, he did well.

Happiness is a moment, its very hard, the little that you can not achieve.

It occurs to me during the train.

Like all good things, which are felt only when they are finished.

Perhaps we should be more receptive and easier. We should avoid to demand more and more, than what we face. Sometimes what we see is everything you want in that moment. This might be perpetually dissatisfied. And deeply unhappy.

Perhaps there is a constant in happiness, you know those people with perfect lives than those who never seem to have undergone any moment of pain, mental fatigue and disappointment?

Perhaps more than happy to have met with a slightly veiled and resignation and to us, heroic, depressed, are almost hatred.

Unhappiness is not. It does not last the duration of a pulse. Hard time of agony.

And I can not absolutely how to describe it, but I know that sometimes you can not deviate from any aspect of their lives, pervades everything, the intimate, all from fraying.

I'd like to know how to avoid, but unfortunately I know. Perhaps in an Epicurean chess game, is also good: let me know enjoy those rare moments of happiness, without expecting more.

What Was The Songthat Jordin Sparks Sung On

utilities facebook.

You know that girl in your high school?

one with colored hair, piercings and weird clothes?

What was the only one to be so, or at least tried to be very much different from all of you?

you ever think that was really admirable, not to give in to the conventions of society?

you do. Lucky you. How cunt her.

If you thought this, and I know you thought, I inform you that you're wrong.

Try to find the name of that girl on one of your favorite social networks, and find out what time it is Catholic, married, and is the clerk somewhere alternativissima giving away 8 hours of his life to the state, with a expensive Gucci bag, hand raised to the sky and turned to the unlikely combination with dancers.

She, in front of the professors said that, from large, would wanted to be maintained.

You will be hard to match those images that you have firmly in your brain, which makes her navel piercing alone.

But I assure you, anything is possible.

You die a little 'to live.

What Was The Songthat Jordin Sparks Sung On

utilities facebook.

You know that girl in your high school?

one with colored hair, piercings and weird clothes?

What was the only one to be so, or at least tried to be very much different from all of you?

you ever think that was really admirable, not to give in to the conventions of society?

you do. Lucky you. How cunt her.

If you thought this, and I know you thought, I inform you that you're wrong.

Try to find the name of that girl on one of your favorite social networks, and find out what time it is Catholic, married, and is the clerk somewhere alternativissima giving away 8 hours of his life to the state, with a expensive Gucci bag, hand raised to the sky and turned to the unlikely combination with dancers.

She, in front of the professors said that, from large, would wanted to be maintained.

You will be hard to match those images that you have firmly in your brain, which makes her navel piercing alone.

But I assure you, anything is possible.

You die a little 'to live.