Friday, February 25, 2011

Iron Deficiency Knee Pain

Primeval

How I love this TV series ... I got passionate about almost by accident and now I'm seriously thinking of buying the 4 seasons on amazon.co.uk because I want to have the boxes ... I know I am seriously mad
XD And to think I did excite the series also many other people XD [info] bimbabella86 you do not know anything about it? : P cmq
if you happen to watch it because this show deserves

^ _ ^ this video is beautiful ... is a behind the scenes say, but it has wonderful moments of the series \u0026lt;3

Monday, February 21, 2011

Fido Not Receiving Text

* Moment of deep despair

Okay, my face is like that of Cesc in the picture. Piquira The flood of images that are now flooding the web is literally tearing my little heart, and I think that yes, now I'm going to hole up in a corner and cry without shame nor restraint.

how much suffering and hardships for the Fabriqué T ^ T * blows her nose and runs away *


Thursday, February 17, 2011

Sienna Miller Grecian Hair

* OMG, Fabriquéééé \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3

Because I knew, I knew you could not miss yesterday. I knew that something like this would be seen (and I saw with my own eyes, if those sharpers Premium had not decided to send the spot at that precise moment. _.)
God, god, the smile of Cesc speaks for itself *____*


What Weave Does Ciara Use

John Mayer @ Grammys 2011

Here it is my hubby who sings "Jolene" with Norah Jones & Keith Urban ... I made it to 4.30am but it was worth it ... especially because he was so cool \u0026lt;3
LO AMO \u0026lt;3

Funny Restaurant -t-shirt Sayings

Arsenal-Barcelona, namely: 90 'of pure and prayers imploring fangirlaggio Fabriqué.

And in the end has come and gone. The game of the year expected more, the two teams which are more devout you are challenged in a stadium that boasts one of the most beautiful and fans together in Europe ( for the record, I want a scarf 'Arsenal, they are beautiful ç_ç ). E 'come and past, and was as beautiful as expected and hoped.
Needless to stay here to do technical reports or commentary of the match and we have already thought the reporters, that very effectively - for once say something sensible, Alleluia! - Claimed that this was by far the most interesting part of this CL clash, which saw two teams face each other like that today, more than any other, are the emblem of the soccer spectacle.
I am proud to love them so much, yes. ♥

Beyond this, my 90 'were a mixture of pain, euphoria and expectation, all with a good dose of spirit fangirlaggio acute that I had thoroughly repress in the presence My father and my sister, already quite baffled by the fact that when Piqué - already warned - was cautioned for a foul on Cesc, I jumped up on the sofa and I shouted something like, 'You're an idiot! So you lose your return, you idiot! '. I do not know how I kept from adding a 'so there will be Fabriqué in the second leg!'. Spirit of survival, probably.

And then, of course, I wanted so much Fabriqué. But, maybe not. Everything pirlozzi those two have managed to do together was that the foul and then nudge from Cesc gratuitissima Geri line baseline ( that he believes the items on that cow is jealous and Shakira? Vai, Cesc, go and kill! ). And I was hoping for a hug like last year or so in an official statement with a ring at the center of the field after the final whistle .

T___T Anyway, the beautiful game and deserved result for Arsenal and fierce fighting that has never given up - even if there is to say, beyond the goal RVP has not shone at all.
I am sure that the return will be just as spectacular, but inside me weep bitter tears because of the impossibility once again to see those two on the same field CWC


Monday, February 14, 2011

Bigest Boobs Of Indian Actres

Only friends journal

I decided that I will keep this LJ as a private blog to write things I want to share only with friends. All the others I found on www.ayameazuma.it

You can request the friendship, but it is very difficult to accept that, unless you know well.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Prostate Cancer Survival Rates Gleason

'Brokeback Mountain', aka how-to-reduce-the-signed-edge-of-a-river-of-tears.

was a long time I wanted to see him, I told myself a long time that now convinced that for a slasher like me could not miss watching a film like this really be said for that. And eventually I did, between yesterday and today, against all and sundry to smadonnando megavideo for his continuous blocks, and then sighing and moaning in a very pathetic and hopeless about for the duration of the film.

I remember only one word: wonderful . In fact, I would have many others in the repertoire, but they would all be synonyms of it. He left amazed, touched, distraught, excited, deeply affected. He left me confident that shit, yes, that was really love, other than the usual banal comedies today stereotyping fairly bleak feelings. That was true love, real, passionate, painful, hopeless and impossible to repress, and perhaps made their own unique dala so terribly aware of its 'diversity', if it can be defined. Jacknondovevamorire, diosantissimo.NONDOVEVA.

I do not know how to explain it, but they were just perfect . Every scene, every word, every argument, and then tent, and a kiss on the porch - ohdiosanto, the kiss on the porch. And the shirts, and 'Jack, I swear' , and the damned soundtrack do not know how did I get to the end credits without bursting into tears. I do not really know, really. Not to mention the masterful interpretation of both characters: Jake so passionate and impetuous as Jack, and loving so irrational, and Heath-Ennis so terribly alone, closed so miserable and unable to break everything off forever from the other.

No, really, I have no words. I do not have enough, and even if I had not would make the slightest justice to the beauty of this poignant and moving film. Movies that I already know, I'll see several other times, because it is one of those where you fall in love at first sight and without being able to do anything.








Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Signs Chlamydia In The Mouth

for all the Steve Carlson fans... READ IT

My great friend [info] babycin give us the opportunity to write something like a present for Steve fans from all His , When He Will Come to [info] jibcon the next April ... I know if you have some kind of words, poetry or something else to write info@stevecarlsontribute.com
But first read the rules Steve Carlson Project

I really love this idea
kisses MaRy

Friday, February 4, 2011

Alpine Cde9827rr Reviews

No, the university is not so cool as you might think.

fact.

So. We assume that things are never, ever as one would expect them. More often than not, in fact, are much worse. And this is my chance.

I do not want the whining - but, oh my, is in fact a tendency of some families' congenital - but just be realistic. A year ago I was no longer in the skin to the idea of finally and definitively come out from high school, and college seemed more or less like a mirage that with each passing day more and more concrete contours acquired. everything will be different, I thought, I'll be much freer . I will be able to manage the study and have as much free time now, and do a lot of things.

Like hell.

Capiamoci: do not do all that is so disgusting. The environment is quite different from that of high school and I met wonderful people with whom I'll be right, but the notes are much more painful for many of the points. Type the stress. Type the study, which is double than before. Type the nervous breakdown and my usual magnet for bad luck that leads me to bump into Professor bastard bowl, turn to me even though I was well prepared (do not say 30, cabbage, but a nice 27 there was everything). Type write three exams within a month and a half - business entirely harmful to the integrity of my nervous system. Or, to reach the limits of sociopathy and lose what little respect it had itself themselves.

Okay, a slight tendency to self-pity I've always had it, but this time not just victims. That is, you can not live with 'is pressure on him, you can not be thrown in a manner so sudden from a class in which, during the five years I have always been the one that passed all the tasks, a course in where the level of overall performance makes me look like a pale little girl by the intellect rather mediocre. We can not get used in a few weeks necessary to study a subject on three different books for five hundred pages each. Above all, there that my continuing to destroy the soul that I am not committed enough - it's all so discouraging . It 'makes sense that if things do not go how I am going to destroy me, and I do even more if you bring home a twenty-six after the first review I just expressions of disapproval.

In all my contacts with the outside world diminished, and only in these last days I'm starting to get out a bit 'more. I can not lose the will to do anything because of one study that does not make as hoped, or I can ruin their days on the books. And then, if I want to write, I do. Inspiration can not and do not want to suppress it in any way.

It 's hard, it's hard to university life.