Thursday, December 16, 2004

Beef Cattle Shower Curtains



There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again I'm awake
in the infinite cold But You sing
to me over and over and over again

So I lay my head back down And I lift my

hands and pray To Be Yours
I only pray to Be
only Yours I know now you're my only hope


Sing to me the song of the stars
Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing
and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that You have for me over again

So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope


I give You my destiny
I'm giving You all of me
I want Your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs I'm giving it back

So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope


One of my favorite songs .... You're my only hope. That only hope is God. Yesterday I was waiting

I Was Taken To Hospital

Yesterday I was a little nervous ...

in Plaza Altamira Vicky sitting on a bench, I was a little nervous about the presence of 6 National Guard straight out of a taxi with guns while they ran around, talked to several of the Chacao police and returned to the taxi. They spent a long time, I just kept saying "not supposed I should be here."

To make matters worse the chick who was next to me said in a tone audible: "Behold irresponsible abusers!" , I just wanted to hit it with my bag to shut her up. Look to the curious was killed by bigmouth and did not want to die that day. I can not forget the face of the chama ... white skin, straight black hair, arrogant face, average height. That girl gave me a bad feeling ... Vicky

Then came, everything was normal. I turned and saw the girl again, was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, two friends had bequeathed to him. It's as if I had met the girl before, but never wanted to cross word with her.

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

What To Write In A Un Born Baby Card

failed to assassinate him.

I've seen since January, each step you have taken while you get close quickly. Leave her alone please! You're like the devil or maybe you're his fucking heir. You told you loved, illusion, let it diffuse and where you had wanted. She believed you she loved you, she gave you heart. You will regret it, it mofaste you, you lied, deceived and tore his heart into pieces. Confessed some time ago that everything was planned by your twisted mind, you wanted to run away from yourself, your weaknesses, your curse, and thought that by destroying one of the daughters of God will feel stronger, succeeded in weakening the smitten, stabbed enclosing the back in that dark room.
Everything you said were all lies, not be satisfied that I believed it and invented more. To cover all your masquerade, so your image to others not to lower. You came to whisper words of death, looks like you destroyed the left on the floor. Her beautiful face is now wet with tears, her body becomes weaker, his mind has been confused with your delusions.
The attempted murder, stabbed the knife into her back and she fell to the floor screaming in pain, begging for mercy, but just ignore it and I laughed at her. The did you use as you wanted, damn lizard!, Cowardly attacks from behind, because of the hell you came and go to hell.
You came and we open our arms as she wept inconsolably, she thought it would help, but I thought it was funny drag on pain and make her suffer more. You do not mind a bit? Never you left because you felt pleased with her tears, enjoy watching agonize bled, tears feeding your morbid.
She managed to get up when you did not notice and tried out. Pleading for help, why her? She is a 17 year old girl, innocent and tender. You became a closer and even bleeding from the wound against the door hit your la que ella intentó huir, la empujaste y la lanzaste al piso, la arrojaste en la bañera y la intentaste ahogar. ¿POR QUÉ LO HAS HECHO? ¿QUÉ FUE LO QUE ELLA TE HIZO? Nada!
        Ella solo te quiso, ella solo te apreció, ella alguna vez te amo, ella creyó tus mentiras. Su único error fue conocerte. Te observé muy de cerca, no te imaginas cuanto. La observé a ella y lo que quedó.
        Su impecable apariencia ahora estaba opacada por la muerte, su sonrisa borrada, su cara sin expresión, su pelo enmarañado que tapaba su cara, sus ojos estaban amarillentos y su piel wear. The sadness never left, you left to live alone to suffer more pain. The caressed as he threw salt in his wounds, he smiled as he spit the face. Leave her alone! Let it die or let live ... not so!
The blood runs down the floor and she is breathing hard, she clasped her hands stark red hot and prayed, was faint but observed a light in the darkness. Every night begging for someone to come and save her. I begged God not to forget about it, one of its favorite daughters. Every night she cried like lullaby to sleep, his cries were swallowed by the cold and dark night. It was so miserable that she hated herself, felt sorry for herself, she cried imploringly.
you draw a smile on my face when I remember what happened at the end. That demon that tormented her every day was more threatening. When the only fate was to die, the miracle happened. She got up forces, guided by some divine force, and simply walked out the door, that accursed devil tried to attack again. But before he could touch her again, appeared to her guardian angel, a blessing from heaven. Angel who comforted
that poor girl, I've seen come with your smile and your sword. You opened your wings to protect her and help her escape this hellish room.
She is now 18, and better. His wounds have healed and I'm watching closely. Managed to keep down the hall toward the entrance, barefoot and reduced fears, achieved after a long time to feel the warmth of the sun on her skin cold. No one can hurt more, her guardian angel is watching over her. Sitting on the horizon
smiles as the wind whispers through her hair, her eyes full of life. His soft hands caressing her own face, where traces of the pain disappear. Run for grassland radiantly happy, secure and happy. He dare not look back. Everything was like a night of terror, which has finally come
Dawn Cursed demon, you are now mourning in tears and despair, I look in the mirror and you can only scream in frustration. The whole time you had your hand but you never belonged, the hurt, put her in danger. Are an aberration, God has given you a lesson. Tried everything, enjoying the pain of others but you know something? Now it is December ... did you not murder.

Monday, December 13, 2004

Difference Between Lupus And Sjogren's

All I Have to say ....

All I Have to say is ....

Love to all!

(Christmas is coming, wii!)

I go to sleep, before you start to hallucinate with sheep and clouds ... : S

Sunday, December 12, 2004

Sound Loud Blaster Winamp

A song for every occasion ...

SONG FOR EVERY OCCASION Stolen from [info] ultrasonika

To begin: No Rain by Blind Melon
to rise: Sunshine Lillix Dirrty
For a day normal: Swamped by Lacuna Coil
To hear between classes: Mr. Personality 20 Fingers
For the first date: "Cruise Control" by Kylie Minogue
To laugh: "Loser" by Beck
To laugh more: am looking a man who is not gay?
To mourn: Real to me Brian Mc Fadden (rhythm is sad)
For a sad day: Missing by Evanescence ...
To love: It's gonna be love Mandy Moore
to smoke dope: Drugs are bad! U_U
For a fight scene: Rammstein Links 234
for a break: "Bye Bye Boyfriend Fefe Dobson (jajaja!)
to walk alone down the street: Bitter Sweet Symphony by The Verve
to get wet in the rain: Kissing in the rain Tori Amos
To not stop bouncing: ñeee .... if he knew it.
To release all the rage to be taken within: Throw Yourself Away Nickelback
To reconcile: u Nothing compares to Sinead O'Connor
for a secret love: Soraya Suddenly ...
To drive: Better off Ashlee Simpson
To think: Stand my ground by Within temptation
to party: Do not touch too much Benny Benassi
to dance like crazy: We Used to be friends Dandy Warhols
To repent: Innocence Butterfly Effect
To spend a night alone: You're not alone
Olive For a scene of death: Enya Only time
For the end credits: Lemon Three of Fool's Garden
For a bestial dust: hmm .... nu. I do not usually thought of as creating music that time, nor tend to think in those moments .... For a powder
sensual: hmmm ... let me think .... funny thing ... Mikaila Playground .... jajajaja nel!
To make sweet love: Robbie Williams Angel (who happens musicalizar those moments?: P)
Para hacer un “estriptis”: Gettin it on de Lucy Woodward. (Miercoles! que empeño!!!)
Para cantar con los amigos a coro: Smells like teen spirit de Nirvana
Para el máximo estado etílico: Nunce he estado ebria... pero para mis amigos alcoholicos que cada vez son más.... La media vuelta de Luis Miguel(argg... es que me los imagino cantando a coro esa cancion con sus botellas de cerveza ¬_¬)
Para seducir bailando a quien te quieres tirar: Carambolas.... por lo general la gente parrandera utiliza el regguetton para seudcir bailando a quien se quieran tirar....
Para hacerte el/la interesante: Shine de Collective Soul.... ñeeee


Nota mental: NO hacer nunca un striptease... jajajajaja....

Compustar Cm4200a Owners Manual

Venus??





You Are From Venus



You love all forms of beauty. You love dressing up and anything luxurious.
A social butterfly, you're incredibly popular and a great host.
You're known for your fairness and affection. And as a frind to all.
Careful though! You're desire to please may make you too willing to conform.
Be yourself. Focus on what matters to you. You'll be all the more popular for it.


Saturday, December 11, 2004

Opera Mini 4.2 Cant Insttall Help

My hair ....

My dark brown hair falls to my shoulders smoothly, is light reddish glare with the sun, and is not by chance. A lower my eyes gently covers my face, wind can only remove it from my face to let me look down without falling.

Slowly my hair wants to be cherished, because it is soft and fragrant, waiting for your hands and fingers tangling up to my scalp. Could it be that my hair can hide my intentions? But you can save my face and keep in the dark, all I want to stay in the shade.

picks it up, tie and a cool breeze up to my neck, falls neatly from an elegant bun improvised a hook or forceps, but inevitably a few strands falling on my face .. have not yet grown enough. My hair is a bit battered, among many changing temperatures, my hair is bright in the sun as the breeze coquettishly spin it and play.

A scissor with bad intentions, he approaches with his teeth of steel and a metallic sheen. Quietly executes its action and slowly falling pieces of what once was a bright red hair still falling while easily disordered, bare my neck has been forever. Now look in the mirror a bald girl, and two black eyes blue tears running down their cheeks, the distance is heard the voice of a woman who is going away:

- girl Do not cry, and grow!

Friday, December 10, 2004

Small 10 Inch Tv Battery Operated

Destiny ....

Just another day, the shame is gone


Today I have nothing productive to say, maybe if .... I'm resting in peace without having died.

Today I made a promise that I will not break!

I am recovering from the flu blessed! I have left devastation ....

Getting Crazy With Kylie Wilde

If I were ....

If I were .....

Song: Who knows? Avril Lavigne
Grupo: Lacuna Coil
Album: Falling Uphill
Genre: pop-metal? jajajajaja....
pelicula: Boys and Girls
Actor/Actriz: Julia Roberts
Género cinematográfico: Epico
Dibujo animado: Coraje.... el perro cobarde
Escritor: JK Rowling
Género literario: Novela dramatica.
Deporte: Natacion
Comida: Yo sería un espaguetti para que me devores lentamente... (uy! grrr)
Bebida: Yo soy la coca cola del desierto...
Flor: Una orquidea negra!
Animal: un felino
Color: morado y lila...
Feeling: love
Action: kiss
Thought: Ride the air, your eyes to your heart and always rooting for (verrg.. That I'm corny!)
Word: finest!

Sunday, December 5, 2004

Dodge Van Roof Rack Diagram

flu ...

flu got me dizzy, today was an ordinary Sunday ....

I've thought, looking back .... so long, it makes me close .... but because I have far exceeded.

Ay! if I had known what I expected .... Many times people will say, how can you complain about your existence? you are pretty and have a perfect body .... Well not, being an ugly or pretty, fat or thin ... one equals inside. I think for anything extraordinary or special. I suffer the same way as the others .... you never get to feel pretty enough (this happens even with the most famous models), because society pressures you to the perfection of your appearance, you'll never be satisfied, society is forcing you to eat more to try to fill an insatiable vanity.

I reach a point where most do not care a damn if you're on the street and look at you or not ... if you whistle, if you are complimenting or you look ugly ... automatically simply reasoned: None of them is right, none of them know me ... Any appearance

left behind in the darkness of the night only the mind is always so powerful, is the intelligence, words, feelings that go round and the abstract you can feel but can not play. A smile that can make it look like the ugliest person, the most graceful of this world.

If I had known that .... I was mocked for having 17 of them whose main concern is the appearance, just a pretty face that I can throw into oblivion. There was never a smart and funny girl at his side, was simply a screen, I was the girl who is quiet and obedient to her pretty face.

My friends say that a girl as pretty as you would be unable to be with me ... (because if you keep looking that way ...) You're too
perfect for me, you have not done anything wrong, you were who I wanted more .... (And nobody will want)
're too cute, sexy, see how you look, you look like a model ... (you can not see beyond, to see who I really am ...)

later ....

's finish, Dejesmolo up here, but if others ask you're still my girlfriend (Yes, many times I fell like a fool ... no appearances can save your life)
Who is he? What does this person calling you? Why do you treat? (Now I never should let you )....

then ....

Tu eres una chica atractiva, pero no me gustas. Eso siemre ha estado claro (jaja, el sarcasmo de toda la oración. ¿Fui buena pantalla frente a los demás para taparte y ayudarte a huir de algo que te sigue atormentando? Pues me parece bien... espero que lo hayas disfrutado porque esa vez fue la ultima vez que alguien hará algo así por ti...)

Cuando te quise a mi lado, estaba pasando por un momento dificil y pensé que al estar contigo me iba a hacer una mejor persona. Luego me di cuenta que no funcionó y decidi terminarlo todo (hubiese sido mas util jamás haber empezado...)

¿Tan perfecta soy?... si? Fui perfecta....fui perfecta para que me usaran a su antojo, I was perfect for handling, I was perfect to be cheated ...

Something you do not know, maybe if .... I will not be the perfect target for anyone, much less someone as insignificant as you, and if I have to rip on my side for you to understand, I will. If I have to ignore you to go away, I will not feel ...(¿ from now?) If you do not understand the big mistake you made to trick me and make fun, because you eventually realize, because now my turn to breathe and to feel again, voler to smile.

I was only a test, a "if you work long" , an accessory that can remove or put ... I'm not complaining, because I learned a lot. I learned to take care of people like you, I learned to understand why you feel like you are (buried to the neck). I learned to ignore, I learned to not take you seriously, I learned to look far in search of better cirscunstancia.

learned that it is no regret for having met you, because if I had never known it would not be who I am, would not have known that there is something better, something that never would have known better ...

All the damage you have left me ... is returned, because someday you will realize that everything you do affects those around you. Thank you depart, thank you for loving me, thank you for using me to look like something you're not ... I want someone soon, someone hold me, someone will be with me regardless of my appearance.

I do not see you anymore, because they mean nothing to me. How can you hang up if the line is already dead?

Why you treat me badly? Can not we be friends ..?
I dare to answer: After everything I did, do you want to throw you roses? I loved you before, I liked ... not anymore, now things have changed. Sorry, I'll treat you like me born ...

Saturday, December 4, 2004

Free Jamacian Gay Glory Hole

Enjoying my freedom ...

am on a Saturday doing nothing, enjoying my freedom for a whole month .... Viva!

not think of many things, but I have something up ... the path already taken. A year ago I went to the University and had no idea how much that would change. What have I learned? I can not depend on anyone, not healthy look you want without your first love.

Sometimes the best medicine for the heart is loneliness, but to heal the wounds we can return to walking in the company. I've been alone for so many months surrounded by people, while my wounds healed ... now that I'm fine, I am accompanied each other but I have no fear of being alone, I have no fear of being accompanied. I really

said many things that I ever was and always will be. Where is the value of things really? As part of that I have confirmed, because they are quiet I could hear the and in so many other stories I can think and learn. Listening to others is one of my best strengths, understanding people is easy, sometimes it's matter of getting in place.

"The most important thing for me? Unconsciously, most importantly for me is myself (myself and not that egocentric reflection that people are accustomed to worship of themselves). I should really know and no, not the farce of egocentrism. Know is my best strong, knowing exactly that I'm good and not. Other imporant things are my studies and my personal life. Which sometimes is difficult to balance, studies and my friends.

is clear in my mind that's what I want to go and do not want, but I can not make definitive plans, because often an omnipotent being who is watching from above may be changing our way and indicating inevitably do when you often do not know what to do. Just to see the little miracles everyday, we must learn to observe the constant signals.

I have many things to ponder, believe me ....

Friday, December 3, 2004

How Long Do Fire Extinguishers Last

finish the quarter

ended the quarter, but still I have to go on Monday to a review of notes ..... today I said something very inconsistent: I'm ... it ended the quarter! What's Up? I've been looking forward to the final since Week 3 .... but still.

you know I want? Graduate, but I think taking it easy to do things well and poorly, this month off will do me good to rest my mind .... is my last word.

will continue with my writing ..... more poems, narratives and stories .... is my best way of philosophizing!