Thursday, December 30, 2010

Whem Do I Know My Period Is Over

Is it really lonely?

What do you do when you feel empty?
What do you do when you have nothing else to do?
How do you feel when you can not do anything?
Emptiness, silence, solitude
Is that what you feel?


But what happens when all that emptiness comes over you,
when you feel alone in the world,
when you think that no one understands you,
when silence becomes painful?



Then a tear solitary falls down your cheek,
walk the path to the ground,
and disappears.



look at the sky, the sky did not change,
that was always the same and he was there,
then remember all things that lived under the same sky.



small remember how you played to see shapes in the clouds which they traveled,
as you kept the rain drops falling from it,
as enjoying splashing in puddles caused by the rain.



Remember how the landscape changed when the clouds passed by the sun,
go back to feeling like a child playing in the garden,
single laugh thinking of the mischief you have done.



feel melancholy to remind your fellow adventurers,
think will become of them now,
and you realize you were not as lonely as appeared.



After all, they were able to understand you,
accompanied you on your crazy ideas,
were there and are now in your memories.



And suddenly you feel that laughter again,
those expensive accessories on the verge of making a prank,
that friendship children so real that you know will never be broken.



Although I do not see every day,
but not know they have done in their lives,
but not know if the return see,
know you're not alone.



Because they will always be with you, all those people you met in your life
of one form or another by your side in this
forms a part of you, made you who you are.



Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Steaming Baseball Gloves

Mirror Song of Freedom

The wind hammered hard transparent glass that separates me from the world, over and over again tirelessly announces new day, bright, begins to rustle outside my bedroom. For a second I glanced furtively knelt on the outside and tenderly watch the crackling of the trees, the ringing of birds madrugadores que incansables anuncian a los cuatro vientos el nuevo nacimiento, el extinguir de las luces artificiales que se afanan en asesinar a los miles de sueños que han regado de luz la oscuridad nocturna, y entre tanto ruido solo oigo Silencio, un Silencio tan profundo, tan anclado a mi ser, tan oscuro, tan extraño, tan vivo… que se muere por escuchar. Escuchar el quebrar de las cadenas que me atan a la realidad, escuchar la risa de un niño que con júbilo infinito juega con sus manos, sin nada más, escuchar la palabra que sobrecoja mi ser y lo envuelva en vida, escuchar… simplemente escuchar la llamada de mi interior que solo grita… ¡¡¡LIBERTAD!!!
De repente everything has changed, my soul is lighter, more enlightened my mind, my hands faster, all you hear now could not hear the force, I find in me the strength, morfar need, to get away from everything and finally born , to feel the wind in my face and smile for once being the architect of my life, but ... The alarm clock rings, it is seven-twenty, and not knocking the wind against my window, the birds do not sing abroad I look again to settle on the floor and a new day begins.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Blonde Highlights Half Head

The future of the elderly

Before fully on the subject I want to clarify some points, some for obvious veran useless, but they are not on the one hand this forethought We will assess what we assume to be so, because we have a long time, and secondly to inform people that because other countries do not enjoy such privileges.

In Spain, as in many European countries, we enjoy what we commonly call retirement, this consists in providing a government subsidy to people who are over 65 years, which may stop working and devote to enjoy without worrying about their seneptud economic issue. (Broadly speaking this is, but as you can understand there are thousands of shades to receive this benefit, such as having worked the past 15 years before reaching retirement age.)
This many take for granted is a privilege not enjoyed by many others working in other countries, because private companies are responsible for this, creating what is called pension funds.

Well, having made clear the concept of retirement in Spain we will address the issue that concerns us here is delaying the retirement age to 67. The government has indicated its intention to increase the retirement age to make sure we enjoy this benefit of all English people continue over time, now come the questions we should ask before giving our opinion for or against:

- Why the government raises the retirement age delay?

First the government sets the goal of this delay for the following reasons:

1 .- The social security system (in charge of pensions among many other things) is unable to bear the compensation for two reasons mainly:

a) Life expectancy has increased dramatically in Spain in 1960 was 65.73 years, currently stands at 81.09, this circumstance means that the pension will have to pay for much longer, this coupled with the increased births in the same manner that causes a gap must be covered.

b) The state of crisis action has to do some renovations in all areas of society, and the pension system is no exception, must be adapted to the economic terms in which we live. 2 .-

continue with this subsidy, without change, (so to continue with the retirement age at 65 years) means that within 15 years, this privilege is untenable for those who need to retire may not do as has done so far.

I hope with this little digression has put the subject to those who, either ignorant of this provision (being from other countries) or look away to avoid seeing the reality and support in the position simplistic "to delay the retirement age is back on labor rights that have been obtained so far." With all this I am ready to give my opinion:

I, as a English citizen, I refuse to resign my right to retire with a certain age at which pension reform is a fact that must be addressed and not look the other way many politicians do and are dedicated to criticize those who are aware of the problem without more (here I get the unions to refuse to everything). I will not throw the stone and hide your hand, so let's give some solutions that could help remedy this problem: 1 .- As

standard retirement age should be in 67 years, at the expense of certain professions related to construction, mining, agriculture ... In which they must maintain in 65 years. (Because their workers suffer from physical strain that do not support other peers)
2 .- The need to increase their pension contribution period (time of work that a partner must have access to retirement), thereby avoiding the picarezca of many who seek to join the last 15 years of work for beneificiarse the work of others.
3 .- Charge a nominal fee to drugs for retirees (Depending on the type of pension received) that goes directly to the case of pensions. We must all contribute to the common good and our older ones too.
4 .- Top 1% of VAT on luxury products go directly to the case of pensions without compensating the government in any way.
5 .- In the individual income tax return to a box where not only directed donation to the church and NGOs (nongovernmental organization) but also for the case of pensions.

Thus we would ensure the purchase of our retirement after reaching age 67. I hope this little discussion has managed to make aware to those who refuse to see reality.

"Just face reality, we can solve world problems."

Monday, December 13, 2010

Cipralex And Melatonin Tablets

Think of me I did not care

When the night is gone
When you are afraid
When
lose hope in me thinks

When you cry When you throw in the towel
When you no longer believe in anything
recalls

to dawn that you'll be brave
that hope is the last thing you lose

think of me and remember

the tears had just
you always have to try again
you can believe in you






Friday, December 10, 2010

Sample Letter Of Community Involvment



I did not care


The rain fell with full force on us, but I did not care,

Your hair was plastered all over your face, but I did not care,

Your eyes were watery, mixed with rain, but I did not care,

just none of that mattered to me.

Perhaps this is why I regret so much now, but anyway, that does not matter.

I was determined to leave you there, alone in the rain, getting wet every part of your body as if you could wash your mistakes,

As if it were as simple clear all you did, all the pain you caused me;

As if you could easily go back in time.

No, I did not mind leave you there, broken in the rain, alone and wrong, ruined yourself.




Thursday, December 9, 2010

Free Plans For Mini Sandrail

Speak now Speak now


I'm in the back seat watching it rains, noting as trees pass by me, as if q were they were moving. Just as every moment of life passing in front of me quickly, I could not do anything, just watch. Or close my eyes and let me take the driver of the car entrusting my fate, entrusting the future to life.

is night and still raining, I used to the rain, the car stops and the lights go out. My window is filled with droplets do not see anything, anything except ...
A party, a large wedding, which of course I'm not invited. But then what do I do there? Why I traveled many miles in the rain?

open the door and under the car, my word is out, to face with destiny, it was time.

My driver opens the umbrella and cover me with your best face of concern in the eyes looking at me and asks me if I'm safe, I nodded, very determined to do so. He closes his umbrella it pulls to one side and looks at me, then embrace me wishing me the best of luck. Now my turn, I am alone in this.

I loose and I wish luck last time, back to the car to continue their journey, and without your umbrella.

I look away, I turn and close my eyes and be taking a big sigh. I start walking towards the entrance of this great mansion.

'm inside, lost in another world, a world that does not understand. I let go of people and find the place, the party is in the middle. All celebrate and dance on the runway lights deceive me, I find, many people.

a moment I decide to leave, I'm not ready for this. Meeting the backyard and a stone path leads me to the source. Beautiful and illuminated at night by a row of lights, water flowing and the sound it relaxes me.

I sit on the edge, holding my head in his hands and hair covers my face, I close my eyes water just guide me now.

leads me to this day, the day as the rain took center stage today. I remember that pain, I remember it well. I see his sad eyes saying goodbye, I remember my arm extended towards him, as if with this I could get him back to me.

Then I realize I'm not alone, there is someone on the other side of the power walking to me. I raise my head slowly, I notice a pair of stylish shoes, a suit, and a face.

paralyzed me, I have no voice, I do not understand. The tears begin to flow from me ...

He even more confused than I am, can not stop looking at me.


Bloody Tinged Mucus Before Period





I'm in the back seat watching it rains, warning as the trees pass by me, as if q were they were moving. Just as every moment of life passing in front of me quickly, I could not do anything, just watch. Or close my eyes and let me take the driver of the car entrusting my fate, entrusting the future to life.

is night and still raining, I used to the rain, the car stops and the lights go out. My window is filled with droplets do not see anything, anything except ...
A party, a large wedding, which of course I'm not invited. But then what do I do there? Why I traveled many miles in the rain?

open the door and under the car, my word is out, to face with destiny, it was time.

My driver opens the umbrella and cover me with your best face of concern in the eyes looking at me and asks me if I'm safe, I nodded, very determined to do . He closes his umbrella it pulls to one side and looks at me, then embrace me wishing me the best of luck. Now my turn, I am alone in this.

I loose and I wish luck last time, back to the car to continue their journey, and without your umbrella.

I look away, I turn and close my eyes and be taking a big sigh. I start walking towards the entrance of this great mansion.

'm inside, lost in another world, a world that does not understand. I let go of people and find the place, the party is in the middle. All celebrate and dance on the runway lights deceive me, I find, many people.

a moment I decide to leave, I'm not ready for this. Meeting the backyard and a stone path leads me to the source. Beautiful, illuminated at night by a row of lights, water flowing and the sound it relaxes me.

I sit on the edge, holding my head with hands and hair covers my face, I close my eyes water just guide me now.

leads me to this day, the day as the rain took center stage today. I remember that pain, I remember it well. I see his sad eyes saying goodbye, I remember my arm extended towards him, as if with this I could get him back to me.

Then I realize I'm not alone, there is someone on the other side of the power walking toward me. I raise my head slowly, I notice a pair of elegant shoes, a suit and a face.

paralyzed me, I have no voice, I do not understand. The tears begin to flow from me ...

He even more confused than I am, can not stop looking at me.



4 Weeks Pregnant When Did I Conceive

Ban on burqa and niqab

Today has been completed in Lleida (Catalonia English city located in) the ban on wearing burqas in all municipal places, town hall, sports centers, civic centers ... wielding penalties for non compliance ranging from 30 to 600 euros. From this derives clearly a philosophical characterized by the following questions:

To what extent can we ban the wearing of the burqa? Really the burka
denigrates freedom of women?


begin with the first question: To what extent can we ban the wearing of the burqa? Since I started this blog I made it quite clear that freedom ends when a person begins a third party or not to enter anyone's freedom goes against the "rules" that all must respect (constitution, human rights ... ) but this case is a curiosity, since, through this simple thought could not prohibit the use of any type of clothing, be it a burka or a hippie or a cowboy hat.
But the burqa has a negative connotation, it is believed that denigrates women, well, I can somewhat agree to this reflection and that covering the face with a veil and filing integral may offend freedom of a person, but we forget something very important in Western societies requires no use is more, women who wear the burka do on a voluntary basis, so do not enter anyone's freedom and use their freedom in an appropriate (different would be if the wearing of the burqa was imposed by their husbands and not accepted by women, in this case whether it would be a crime). Whether or not conditional access to public places based on the use of certain items (without coercion of any kind by third parties and without hurting anyone's feelings) leads an attack on freedom of women using this outfit, and since the conclusion my point of view say that the ban on the burka is an abomination to freedom, provided that such use is voluntary and enforcement. The next question has almost been resolved with the above discussion, "the wearing of the burqa denigrates women? If such use is forced, unwanted tax and of course it denigrates women's freedom, but instead is accepted, desired and understand the connotations of that outfit and still have access to take, I do not go in against the rights and freedom of any woman.
As a final conclusion will make the following use of the burqa or not lies in the freedom with which the woman is chosen to wear it, this freedom should be free of constraints and obligations.
From here I give you the opportunity to conduct a final thought, some elderly, or some type of religion might think to wear miniskirts represent an assault on the moral integrity of women and thus prohibits its use. Would it be different this action to the burka? I leave this question in the air to that, Answer each of you and you.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Create Flash Roulette Wheel



The Covenant


Every day, without realizing it, or intentionally make a deal. We agree with the life, death. We agree with our loved ones, with new people entering our lives. We agree for the better, we agreed to evil.


A covenant is an agreement, is simply to know that we both know that in the future everything will be like today, you'll be there for me and I to you. Because after all we make with you, looking into your eyes and by giving you the best smile, most sincere, that it is only yours. Because I know you also gave me honestly, I know this deal is good and what is real. I know you'll always be for me, I know you're going to embrace strong without being prompted, I know I'll make you laugh, I know I'll see mourn, I know you're not going to fail.



For my sister's heart that never ever failed me, and with a pact without noticing something as big as the friendship:)



Sunday, December 5, 2010

Calories In Takeaway Vegetable Chow Mein



A rainy day

raining very strongly, suddenly a great roar caused thunder and lightning lit the sky was perfect. Accelerated pace, a little frightened, and crossed the street, well that was the plan, cross and run toward his home, hearth and home, his refuge. But plans are not always met.
all happened so fast and was so strange, but what would happen next would be even more. No
could perceive as he got there. Suddenly he was in the other lane, on his arms, safe and sound. Still dazed looked up and stared at his perfect face. He was still staring at the
big truck, the same truck that almost took the lives, the same truck as she was so embarrassed to arrive.

The moment she looked at the large vehicle, it began to back away and walked by
like that, but not only the truck backed but also the delicate raindrops began to rise into the sky.


suddenly slipped from his arms, his feet crossed the street and started walking, return. Setting the
view that corner, expecting to see him again, she could only see water drops naturally floating upward. Sad and confused lowered gaze, slowly emptied puddles, mud and mud was not only land on the edge of the trees. That evening all it happened so rare and unusual . He repeated the school day, the beautiful painting that had created that day faded, the colors resulted in the white sheet, so perfect and empty.


The days, weeks and years went well. Suddenly there he was, using a big white dress with delicate embroidered roses.
all dancing and having fun, many beautiful gifts, many loved ones and friends were there celebrating with her that day.


The days, weeks and years went well. Suddenly a cold and tiny snowflake fell on his face, looking toward the sky white. I become aware and then looked around, it was snowing, that phenomenon was so beautiful and peaceful looking. For a person who sees first snowfall this is stored in the memory, it is so unusual if you live in a climate so different from the south. To enjoy this cold weather closed his eyes concentrating on the sound of the wind.

This sound was still there, but it was not cold, it was hot and stunning mountains were no longer in their place were many hills and trees. The landscape had become completely different
she sat in a large micro full of excited holidaymakers and cool down in the river, but I was so focused that barely noticed him. She did not want to go back but was not aware of how to stop this phenomenon ...



The days, weeks and years went well. Every time I became aware of where everything was happening so fast again, I could not stop it, I could not even understand how he happened. I could only wish that the time normally. Vio
well be many times in your life, good times and bad times, times I wish I could relive over and over again, contrary moments would not want to experience again any more, that even having lived wished.


She did not want to keep it that way, though at times be very happy, more than that allowed to rebuild their lives, even if it meant fixing errors in his life comedy. For more than fix these errors prevent events from occurring, perhaps if they should happen, even if they are good even if they are ill. These may be leading to other events, which ended
doing the same. And then the course of history changed and the end is different.
But in that moment of reflection he realized that what he really wanted with all his heart was to return, or rather ahead the instant at which all this was triggered and have appreciated more that day, having appreciated more than all day. I wanted to come back and be adopted before crossing instead of just wanting to get.

Then he closed his eyes and so resigned, I knew what was to happen again set back the time again was to see a part of your life, would be debated again whether to change the past or do not . But when one thinks, having gone through many experiences, when one is sure that something actually has to happen, something completely different is what actually happens.



The cold touched his face, raindrops made that curious noise by filling in small pools on the sidewalk, then opened his eyes very quickly. Under the umbrella holding with one hand and let the water soak completely, and did not mind being wet, and did not mind being cold, it was not crucial to arrive. Just wanted to check one thing and that thing was to see how the drops fell on the ground. Indeed everything was normal, although the normal word had lost some of its meaning in the
recent times, the water droplets to the ground seemed to dance, from the sky.

felt a great joy to see that he had returned, but a great curiosity invaded, there really
returned or never left for this strange journey in reverse?. I could hardly remember how it had started all this, he looked a little effort and quickly to the next corner, hoping to find that perfect young face. It was disappointed to not see it, so nuavemente head down, right then passed him, seemed to be enjoying the rain and was not carrying an umbrella covered. He walked almost danced with great joy, has shifted full
only took a second for your eyes cross. In that one moment he gave her a mischievous smile, and that was all she needed.

A strange feeling ran through her body and said in tears that mingled with the rain.
had learned a valuable lesson, albeit a rather unusual way, he realized that life must be lived and we should not regret the choices we make or things we do, because we can not change, and if we we should not because things always happen for a reason. He closed his umbrella and started walking, but this time enjoying it, no rush, just appreciating the small details that make every day a special day.

in life should not be in a hurry to arrive, it is important to enjoy the process so you can reach us
full and without missing anything. That day he learned a valuable lesson, and made herself a promise: to enjoy each day as if that were your last and do not repent for anything else, just live and be happy, because that is the meaning of life.



wanted to inaugurate the blog with a story and this seemed to me the most appropriate, first because I was commissioned to work my literature teacher in my senior year of college During that year we commissioned many stories of work and then I started to realize where I like to write, so this first post is for her, my teacher Valeria.

Second, this particular story shows us what we always do, hurry to go back and forth without appreciating where we go or where we come from. I think it is good stop a minute and start thinking, walk a little slower and enjoy the scenery, take off the headphones on the bus and look out the window a bit, in order to leave some of that bubble we live our life in the fast and see the world around us.

So my idea is to stop a little deciveles and start enjoying life, doing things we enjoy, like walking, reading, watching movies or writing, above all LIVE FROM THE IMAGINATION.