Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Enhancing Growth Of A Calamansi Plant
Things at school are as always: I'm barbaric at times, and other really bad for comment. Vivo tired and try to sleep whenever I have five or ten minutes to spare. Although it is a failed, obviously. But hey, is part of high school, I reckon I am. And now I notice the difference in demand between the secular and the primary. Still, I get used to, and did not sack any teacher because of not wanting sanctions or any teacher I have checked.
And if I have to talk about something else, I can go to tell you that (in my opinion) sent me the shit you tell someone something in your photo. I feel super asshole. I think it's just knowing he is not interested at all my comments and that basically there is not much for him, and I am your past. Anyway, I took a chance, I do not know how. I broke my rule of "no show despair, sadness or need me I once went wrong" and I put "what fachero." Why? Because in that picture came out beautiful and it is too. The worst thing is that it really is and most of them. So you can imagine that no, will interest my comment. But hey, do not know, nothing ventured nothing gained. I'll take that sentence and have to be what has to be. If after all, comment and be honest not a sin. Bah, I dunno. And if I were, I do not care, frankly.
I have not a high level of inspiration, I have no desire to absolutely nothing, and the truth is that people sometimes fills me patience, and ultimately do more seguido.No many intolerant know if I am, or if people are really very boluda.
Seize which fortunately does not take much to be done the week.
that ends well and good on Thursday, beautiful people!
Monday, March 28, 2011
What Happend With Kelly Family
Walker salesmen or cure
We spend our lives pretending that we know and appreciate others, and as we never get at all that people see clearly what we think of ourselves, just putting our hopes for the future, hoping that someday find someone who understands, who knows how we think and why we act, we never know misunderstand and take time when needed. A person who is aware of our weaknesses but not explode, you know how painful the wounds that life has brought us and cover them with exquisite care and silk bandages, so that healing go alone, without being seen.
And as usual, what we want is not what we need. Because our friends (and our spouses) are not to read us the mind and act exactly as we would like to do so, in the most comfortable and enjoyable for ourselves. Often clean the wound, although it hurts to remove the dirt and disinfect it, even though the alcohol sting, we help heal much better than the softer more caring bandages and pampering.
If we want to understand, let's try to explain. If we want to know, let's try to treat others without warning or suspicion, and accept criticism when we receive them instead of blaming the incomprehension of others. A friend is no less a friend for not knowing what's wrong or how to fix it without tell him. Or give you bad news, open your eyes, tell you what I do not want to hear, or even, sometimes, cause you pain.
People are not puppets magically appear only when needed and do only what we prefer to do. Sometimes what more we can help requires an effort that seems excessive, or requires us to give up things they cherish. Sometimes help is needed to deal with things we would rather ignore.
Sometimes you do not need to put bandages but take away, let the wound air out and the skin is stronger. And then, when to pull, when it touches your teeth and start tightening the crust, when you understand what friends are for.
We spend our lives pretending that we know and appreciate others, and as we never get at all that people see clearly what we think of ourselves, just putting our hopes for the future, hoping that someday find someone who understands, who knows how we think and why we act, we never know misunderstand and take time when needed. A person who is aware of our weaknesses but not explode, you know how painful the wounds that life has brought us and cover them with exquisite care and silk bandages, so that healing go alone, without being seen.
And as usual, what we want is not what we need. Because our friends (and our spouses) are not to read us the mind and act exactly as we would like to do so, in the most comfortable and enjoyable for ourselves. Often clean the wound, although it hurts to remove the dirt and disinfect it, even though the alcohol sting, we help heal much better than the softer more caring bandages and pampering.
If we want to understand, let's try to explain. If we want to know, let's try to treat others without warning or suspicion, and accept criticism when we receive them instead of blaming the incomprehension of others. A friend is no less a friend for not knowing what's wrong or how to fix it without tell him. Or give you bad news, open your eyes, tell you what I do not want to hear, or even, sometimes, cause you pain.
People are not puppets magically appear only when needed and do only what we prefer to do. Sometimes what more we can help requires an effort that seems excessive, or requires us to give up things they cherish. Sometimes help is needed to deal with things we would rather ignore.
Sometimes you do not need to put bandages but take away, let the wound air out and the skin is stronger. And then, when to pull, when it touches your teeth and start tightening the crust, when you understand what friends are for.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Tooth Whitening Blisters
Empty of ideas, tired of being a Sunday and not wanting to go to the doctor tomorrow. Media angry, but I'm not sure why. I think the air on Sunday, me bitter to me and several other people too.
Things are as always, every day is the same, and I was bored. Every day I keep most things but not required and is always all the same. So I'm not sure what to talk.
My idea was to talk about how ridiculous it is that people will say "Copat and says 'I like' in my profile picture," because I find them totally desperate to reach the ten 'I like'. But no, I do not know me repented and erased what little he had written for them not going to like me to make an entry dedicated to it.
And since when I write what you want? I do not know, never in reality. But I do not know, maybe I would even like my own entry, so do not I spent.
also wanted to complain about the odious it is to know that tomorrow I have to go to school. Say, four days without school and have to go back, what bullshit.
opened a world of memories when I wanted to go "chat history" and I realized as time passes. Of those feelings were anchored at the time and I missed few smiles to read all the stories January February.
Anyway, I grabbed the usual nostalgia and Sunday slump makes me want to be Friday.
Have a great Monday, and I hope they pass quickly the week, I say, so they can rest.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Birthday Card 18 Year Old
I rested, because I slept two hours of nap. So, as I do not know what to do, I'm going to start writing ...
First of all, I hated going to school in the rain, I hated it. Why I do not know if I wet my hair and was uglier than normal, or because it might cause the act and did not lose time, or because when it rains it's best to stay in bed like crazy eating or sleeping well covered up the nose. Still, it could have been worse, so I'm not complaining.
Second, we met a month since Paramore came to Argentina, and the only reason, I started to mourn yesterday while listening to "Where the lines overlap .
What downturn that gripped me. I'm dying to see them again .
Third, nothing I do not know, I'm tired, very little improvement, I have bipolar constant attacks.
Ah! And tomorrow I see my friends, oh yeah. I miss them too.
Well, I dunno, but nothing came to summarize my day because right now I have nothing better to do. So I guess in a while I go to bed watching TV and drinking coffee or tea, or something, I dunno.
[ Day memory.
That never forget, that not return to happen. ]
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