Cataracts And Smoking Pot

fefecchi @ 2010-12-28T21: 31:00

Yesterday was Christmas. I spent all afternoon at my grandmother and since I had nothing to do, I watched TV, which is odd, really. Rai 2. They gave Tarzan, was a must watch, did not do it for some time. ù-ù After White was Berny, I watched only for the 'Albatross Airlines

. xD I love that scene! Finally, there was one of those new movies ... What was it? Tinker Bell? Well, 'I have not looked, I thumbed through the magazines my grandmother ... were Bell'Europa? I do not remember.
When I got home I wanted to watch my beloved box of beauty and the beast (as I watched Today, MEH) but instead wanted to look at my inception, because the other night, fell asleep mid movie (actually it is a lie to say that they did not understand anything * flap * So we do not have even later). I saw him again gladly.
After dinner I was obliged to see the Sorcerer's Apprentice, and I did not like. ... I wanted to see ratatouille. c-c I think that these holidays will be very Disney MODE: ON .


I want Tacchan
back. Now. Miki-san, thank goodness you saved us.

My Bmi Is 25, Am I Fat?

is a story saaaaaai

How I paid for attending the Jump Festa ...

Ten more years of Bleach. That is, ten years of torture will be weekly. I will have twenty-seven.
Twenty-seven years, what the hell. E 'already so six get there, but ... the plot?'s already put this lily in some places, what will happen in ten years ...! Taito, save the characters. And I know that if Kubo says ten years, the actual time will be minimal at least twice. I can already see the scene: I am sitting in front of the fireplace with my grandchildren in her arms saying, "Ah! I, when I was young, I started reading when he was only half Bleach Hueco Mundo arc ...!" And they stared, for it is like talking about the prehistoric ...

... something.

Tanning Andbrazillain Waxing

The Night Chronicle

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                CHAPTER 4



CASE NIGHTMARES DREAMS ..... E.

quell'urna gave up trying to focus on my new life in Bridgeport.Apparentemente
seemed feasible or at least I thought ... I believe it because despite everything we must always move forward.
the days passed, the sun took turns at the moon as well as the day or night, in the end I almost forgot that ornament on the table of soggiorno.Lo left them gathering dust waiting to be ready to discover a hypothetical " , Pandora's box " Meanwhile, my life went on quite smoothly adapts and noticed with surprise that the "presence" that constantly hovered around me the first day seemed fed up and eventually was gone.
Who knows ....
It was dawn on Wednesday and I returned from my tired notturno.Parcheggia turn the bike in the driveway and in the distance I noticed that another house was almost close to my teriminata \u0026lt;accidents as they do in a hurry!-Thought as you enter the keys in a lock, uh-uh I feel air coming close ..>. propio And in fact it was so: I saw a dart ford mustang, powerful and low resting on large wheels and secure home and in front of the window Tinted car failed to glimpse who was driving the car. \u0026lt;Poco -pensai- l'importante matter is that there are now only a seccarmi> we were missing a large family with little children lagnanti to complete the picture>. It I know to be shy and reserved is a characteristic of my being that I love and that keeps me out of guai.Chiudendo the door behind me I looked around breathing in the air and then not having anything else to do for the time spent in the kitchen, grabbed a beer and sandwich, down in the basement with the aim to laze all day on the ground throwing letto.Mi stripped his uniform and a concendendomi some freedom (and freedom) I decided to stay in the slip; addentai between the sandwich and a sip of beer and the other I ended terminai.Anche beer and so decided to take a nap.
noise disturbed my riposo.Non know the steps or the shots that were given to work on the bar next door .. I frequently turning in bed trying to isolate it from the sounds molesti.Poi everything was silent I was only the ticking of the company 'clock on the wall that marked the slow, inexorable passing minute .... They began
damn noise and with a pillow to cover my head as I tried to isolate myself from the pain in the ass.
Silence ....
. .. Tock .. tick ... tick tock ... the clock ......

The bottle on the table winced as touched by a hand ... I turned dalla'ltra part sound asleep ..
once again moved the bottle and this time the shot was much more violent of the 'rest so that the bottle had moved an inch from his place.
was turning me on ..
Mine was a restless sleep ..
again ..
D 'sudden the bottle was thrown hard against the wall, smashing the thousand fragments of glass and the glass broke at the moment when I snapped out of bed, panting in the dark.
I missed the air and trying to hold back with bold steps being careful stepped do not put your feet on the glass; nell'accendere the light of the room I looked in the direction of the bed and that was when I saw the presence ..
not showed completely and to be honest it was like a black shadow sfuggente.Scomparve in the moment I laid eyes on her.

\u0026lt;MALEDIZIONE!!BASTA PACE!> LET ME IN.

I yelled trying to dispose of the fear and anxiety. Then I looked around and picked it up without losing time all the pieces and poured them into a busta.Guardai the clock had just five in the afternoon, I put the jeans and T-shirt and the bag in his hand went back upstairs also because being holed up down the air began to get in front pesante.Passai ballot box and in that I decided to make moemento finita.Nervoso for the incident opened the door and went out to toss the envelope with what remained of the bottle and it was then that I saw ....





was a disarming beauty theorized his age while watching the race .. His skin was pale white and characterized its incarnato.Snella agile and headed toward the house that I saw behind the rise mia.I trees a few meters from his deep blue eyes of a kidnapped me as I passed gave me a sguardo.Le His lips were perfect, and those piercing propio in the same position where I had left perplesso.La followed with his eyes until it disappeared in returning casa.Non but I know that my face reminded me qualcosa.Dentro, now in my mind not only harbored anger but also some interest in that girl in an instant I had made him forget tutto.Era strange, since troppo.Rimasi them to think a little bit more ...



sighed and closed my eyes for a moment that seemed a long eternità.L 'fresh air caressing my face and turn brown, advancing slowly gave me a little pace.Riapriì of eyes rested once again on that little 'Oh please do anything stupid sentimentality there is no time for love idiot - I thought as he returned home to the devil-now or ever again or might as well throw it back where' You took> me and so I said closing the door I walked to the urn. Before approaching completely stared at a distance and tried a little hesitant to themselves that nothing would have happened if I had opened.





then decided I approached the table and took his hands in the urn known as the surface was rough, marked by the time I realized I also did not weigh all as I thought, this meant that there were in the ashes of some defunto.Sempre in my hands began to shake and theorized on contenuto.Pensieroso and even abducted by curiosity I knelt near the table and with his right hand while I held firm the lid with his left hand began to rotate the inferiore.Con a bit of strength he felt the click of the lid that came from driving and suddenly stood up to an inch, I put it on the glass surface of the table and slipped dentro.Le my right hand fingers bumped a material that looks very similar to the seized paper and pulling out I realized that I have in my hands a pergamena.La quality of the paper was very valuable even though it was yellowed by the passage of time also this parchment was rolled siggillata a stamp with a strange coat of wax on wax was hot embossed image of a double-headed eagle and winged spiegate.Posai the parchment on the table again and slipped his hand in the urn, made some impression, but after all was fatto.Le my fingers touched the bottom and then grabbed a steel cord; cacciai urn clenched fist and calling it I was surprised from what I saw: a thin silver necklace that had attacked a ciodolo.Questo pendant was made by a guide in silver I think, because the light reflected was very intense, circular in which, in turn, there was inserted a 5-pointed star inside a circle with the star rovesciata.Questo recalled the symbolic figure of the pentagram and it was embellished in every curve and corner of the small diamonds neri.Inoltre the center of the pentagram was drawn there by a tiny white diamonds inverted cross. \u0026lt;Not absurd as two symbols so different from each other were merged to create this gioiello> thought carefully observing the pendant,





then after a moment's pause confused by that object passed to examine the pergamena.Era rolled up on itself and decided to break up gently the seal of black wax and a little pressure this pezzettini.Dispiegai completely shatters into the parchment and saw that inside it was not written onulla opening but slipped two pictures that upset me ..

was the same ... the same.





I slumped on the floor, completely relaxed and pain in my eyes an ancient raffiorava with tears and my soul was filled with sadness .. I stood motionless for a
adosservarle belp not knowing what to do so out of habit I looked like the back of second photo, and here I found this sentence:

"Quod tu es ego fui, quod ego sum et eris you. Alexander "That

calligraphy of a sudden I entered the chest like a sharp knife and it was then that I realized the familiar signature ..
I was familiar with the Latin in its great concern because Jack was done in four standomi behind me night and day and teaching me everything I know now, all this to say that it was not difficult for me to interpret the meaning of that phrase.
\u0026lt;What you are, too, you came from, what I am, you too will be - repeating this sentence I got up and walked pearl room sank into my memories intently scans looking for something that could help me with those photos and that signature-No. .. no .. ahh>. It was then that I was seized with a sudden illness and knelt again, it was then that I realized that the damn was larava osservava.Mi there with me and I felt bad I missed the air and heard a noise in my ears and screams mixed scrap metal. \u0026lt;What the fuck you want from me, I shouted again and stronger - or see them go to hell! >. The pain stopped suddenly and I felt the chaos around me suddenly disappeared. I tried to recover and put everything in order, went to the window I noticed that while out at night as a mantle had copertoil landscape transformed completely, took the urn and all its contents, and declined again in the basement I need to know to understand ..
I put everything on the table with care and out of my room I walked to the corner where entertainment every night I stopped playing at the computer or reading. I turned on the laptop and began searching.





It took me quite a while before finding some useful information about the cathedral and at the end after most of the evening at the computer and after almost 10 cigarettes smoked, I found a useful clue to understand something more ... This Gothic cathedral in Germany was precisely in the city Dresden .....





I do not remember about it, I toured Europe extensively with Jack, but in Germany do not know why we never went ..







Visibly confused I decided to turn off the pc also because a strong headache began to annoy me badly. I left everything there and went thirsty to drink a glass of water was night and the next day I had to report to work even relatively presto.Sorseggiando fresh water and thinking about what happened so far I looked out the window.





\u0026lt;E 'rather gloomy this night, and I thought as I watched the moon still do not know how I thought he saw a human figure-out what the heck ..>
That phrase mori So on my labbra.Non know how to react and if what I was seeing was real .....






stood there motionless and all around a cloud of fog around him, his eyes I petrified my heart increased its pace and once the adrenaline was rampant in my vene.Rimasi blocked them look at that 'be who in turn looked at me with his brown eyes with his fist and sangue.Strinsi altramano clutching the glass continued to observe it and that was when a horrible voice echoed in my mind ..

"I will not rest until you're still alive" ... At that moment while I went against different sensations that being a hint of a dissolving GIGN disappeared in the fog that slowly I circled the valley .. angry and tired and a little I admit I was scared because that meant one thing: I had to come to terms with my past, which also was not at all nervous and chiaro.Stancchezza my limbs shook so much that I finally let go of worn out on the bed hoping to find rest in sleep.





had a dream I was dreaming ... but it was real .... darn
A surreal landscape ....
A cathedral ....






We wandered around watching .... The sun shone
little ....
eyes ........ I look ....





Escape ... escape ... .. But where I feel trapped in that bleak landscape where the sun with its rays distorted light
an impressive building and a pale sky and white ... there she is still watching me





"I turn around constantly in bed

This time, once again I see her .. . .. Nerea





My hand is extended toward her ... I want to stroke her cheek pale to speak but I can not move ...
She looks at me a little bit more then her figure disappears showing an altar ....






's all so strange ... I fear .. I look around but there is nothing more than the darkness.
That light that expands on that 'altar slowly change and everything becomes blood-red ...
Even with that book that star ..





narrows even more light beam to illuminate his only book that I open before our eyes ...
His blank pages slowly fill up with letters like crazy move in any direction ..
Then make my name above which will slowly complete a family tree.
I can not focus but suddenly two names stand out among others, "Alexander" and "Constance" surrounded by blood ....

A heartrending cry and makes me take everything disappears in front of me ..
Dark ...
A scream even louder .....
me tearing apart the soul ...

The alarm sounded that tore my mind on my dream too strange ...
What was I supposed to do? Remember everything but I just need to decide what to do ..
I spent all day working on dafarsi to think and then decided to finally take the reins dlla my life ....


........." Principles in lost, lost in lost in disciplines
Decisions

I feel like a puppet, of a growing
decadence

I don't want to be a hero, for a
fucking moment

and the truth remains unspoken

in a sentence of lies

the influence will be broken
in an uninspired life

lost in advised opinions, lost in fixed
hopes

lost in idols, lost in phantasies
lost in perfect bodies and in simple
melodies

and the truth remains unspoken
in a sentence of lies"......................

Different Between Defib And Synchronize

♪ "My children will haves chirdren by them!"

raining ice! That is, ice snow!
short, until it melts, nothing puciacca. Yay. Post really not serious. I have nothing to tell, but I want to upgrade. For example, today I boiled coffee and I could not drink it. Robe of nails.
Ah, since immediately after the match with the Alexanders is the recruitment for the Dream Team I could not resist: I went through. xD It's not that the world cup is better than the rest, but since we are all, But all the characters ... aw, are fantastic. ;___; Not to mention the alliances Hiruma, Agon, Agon-Gaou (step of hours to laugh, really EAR), Yamato-Gaou so on.
Then I found the first real, frightening and I hope only hint yaoi (?) Of the manga. But most likely it is I who have hormone-stoner. ( You see that is fake-cut, eh?
)
ShinSenaYamato ROTFL. (But not)
Ok, is the proximity of the holidays that makes me say this shit.

Semen On Wood Flooring

Tityrus! Tityrus! All That Glitters

Fuck, Cicero! Today we started Virgil. * ^ * * The only person on this earth to fangherlare on him *
After all maybe I went to Dublin (which by the way is not in England, eh). I mean, I do not know, my people said that this year will not go there because Mary does not know one chip only (?) And that this would be my last time because I have the exam next year. Very true, but all my classmates go to Boston, or at least all that I have with me on vacation. CAC Going to Boston will not even consider, although I would like, cavolaccio. \u0026lt;3 Meh
, but at least Dani is not going anywhere. This will force the Chinese to eat at least once a week, poor man. If only I had a driver's license! Then I would go every day. \u0026lt;3 This reminds me that I still sixteen. For another four days. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUU-
Ah, interesting. My sister (the largest) has a boyfriend. Nothing strange up here. It 's a good boy, studious, friendly, polite and he knows how to cook! What kind. A little 'time ago it turned out that following some' manga, including Bleach. Chapters spoiler, even! I thought it was strange that three sisters chose the only one who hates this kind of thing. xD Anyway, last night he came to dinner, and at one point says: "Later on I'll show you an internet site where you can read all the manga you want blinkeyes * * : DDD "I wanted to tell him that I know enough, but it seemed so enthusiastic that it would be a disappointment to say no. In fact he showed me a site with scans Italian EAR (hasta after the team had closed its doors I had not taken the trouble to look for another, she was). Then we started reading Welcome to our
EXECUTION before us, while saying things like: "What a bore these pieces, as they are boring! Never fight! "There was a nice pat-pat of sympathy (?), Because you can not say a thing, but I did not know if my sister would appreciated. excited because I have to part with Mary, I never talk to anyone about Bleach. Every time I come to lunch / dinner in some way the discussion comes to us forever. xD (much to my disapproval of her mother mutters: "Bah! Japanese!")
And last night that makes me a bad back. MEH, but I have an excuse to use the massage cushion: it is fantastic. *-* But the relief did not last long. .___.

Today is a beautiful day outside. There is chilly, but the sky is blue and the light is fantastic. *___* E 'of a those few days when I would say, "Aw, what a beautiful sun." even if tomorrow and after tomorrow will come the final blow, I am very relaxed right now ...

Brazilian To English Translation

Actually IS gold. Racine

There is no doubt. These are the notes I took today (translated into Italian just for you \u0026lt;3):





Phedre [Phaedra?]
is the second wife of Theseus

(the hero killed the Minotaur
)
, sister of Ariadne and then

daughter of Minos and Pasiphae

(mother of the Minotaur). Theseus was already married to the Queen of the Amazons, by whom he had a son Hippolytus. Hippolytus Phaedra falls in love with love at first sight (revenge of Venus) ---> INCEST! (Argument of the bloody tragedy, symbolic) Ippolito does not return, nothing happens.
Hippolytus loves Aricia, which belongs to a family that was killed by Theseus. It was consecrated to Venus, but he violated his vow.
Anxiety is the speaker ---> Phèdre learns that Hippolytus is in love with the other, appears angry, then it hurts because it has more power over him.



The last part makes no sense I forgot to write and who dies. However, the French theater is very different from that of England. No offense, sigghior William. * Flap * But Racine is bad. Oh, Monsieur the Lecteur want to prepare for the DELF. Cute, huh, I did not have enough to do for the FCE, MEH ... Then, let's see. I read three books in three weeks. Uh, it's a lot I do not do things like that, but recently I AU ~ assuefazioneeee cause. I read the most beautiful, I just have to wait for updates to the CAC (or someone advice me another par-w-). Eeeeh enough, promises a tremendous week, along with THAT BLOODY MATTER WHICH I CAN NOT EVEN SPEAK GOOD HERE. I returned much to Julia (and I'm glad COC), but I have not yet said anything. Among the know, and I said what I had already imagined alone. The others do not understand. MEH. Ah, but I say, you saw the video of Hurricane? Yes? No? Well, 'I only saw one and I think I just censored for the rest of my days. And I love Tite Kubo.

Eroded Cervix Can This Affect Getting Pregnant

looking beautiful.

Indeed in the last post seems to me to be jealous of Sam because I want to rub Frodo. Oh no, I was not referring to them. * Glomp * Today I had the test of English, I offered in Italian (from 11 October that prepared me for ERA, OLD GOAT whore!) And asked me in French. Luckily, I had already given in chemistry, eh. MEH. Then the other day in physical education lessons we did Caribbean dances. With males. Roll only to the memory. * E * trollface guess what? Yes, I was with him. Nah, nothing special, I spent all the time laughing, he was, well, 'a bit' ... hard at first, then began to complain and blah blah. But why be so intractable? MEH. It 's over which we have spent two hours behind urlarci (
"GAAAH, GO TIME!" "WE ARE THERE!" "NO THAT THERE ARE!" "But I want to play soccer CAC 'A MEANS LONGER Broomsticks' PROFIT FOR YOU! "
). Not that I give a damn dance, but the teacher puts the votes in January. Or maybe he said it as a joke, I have no idea ... Be ', in the end we had fun. *-*


not know, this piece is moving. I love this part by older brother Ichigo. And hidden behind Yuzu and Karin that he clenches his fists in his pants ...

I have seen all the preview of the future of video and Hurricane, yum, I fangherlato all evening ... Can not have nearly forty years, can not. OAO
am very period in 30 Seconds to Mars, eh already. \u0026lt;3