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Reports on Monday # 93 (what a drag!)

As a barbecue organized by a group of vegans, a little meat to the fire for this report. Single for the weekend, I took the opportunity to settle a bit 'of mange and put in order.

Friday evening, the last working dinner with Pablo: translations of the pages are finished. A few small tweaks and debuts. I do not know if I do well but I am beginning to be really excited that a few months from now someone could be comfortable with me. I'm not saying I want to be known as the Mother Teresa of the third millennium, however, makes me proud to think that someone who I never met in person can enjoy as a sow with my horny dildo up your ass.
Being the stewards of consolation can be very rewarding.

Saturday afternoon missed appointment with the demonstration in defense of public schools and the Constitution. Fewer participants in my expectations, and even if the newspapers report of 10,000 people present, so i really can only comment: buahahahaha!
a veil on the slogan shouted out loud by some parents. They were all out metrics, with assonance instead of rhyme, with the division of syllables to say the least arbitrary and banalotti content. The worst of all deserve special mention: "La scuo - lapubblica - non si tocca, siam pronti a difender - lacon la lotta!" (?!?!?).

Domenica pisciosissima, ha piovuto tutto il dì. Tra pochi giorni ricomincio il corso di spagnolo e sono fermo da due anni... Per non fare figure di merda subito ed esordire con "Mi chiamos Massis e sonos muy imbarazado en esto momentos", ho ricominciato a studiare duro. Se vi state chiedendo se esiste una domenica più triste di quella passata a studiare, stirare e mangiare con un cinese imbecille come sola compagnia, sicuramente sì. Ma la mia sta di sicuro nella top ten.

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It will be the 'horoscope?!


The horoscope was right ...
How many of you believe it? And those who firmly believe that they are all stupid? I belong to the second category of people, but I enjoy it very much. I do not deny that if it happens in a magazine in their hands consult the last pages, where there usually there is the prediction.
Obviously the only thing I am proud and I am sure is that my sign is the best.
are the sign of 'Aquarium ... and goes well, there is little to add, and to deny ... : P!
But let's get to the point.
In my Venus sign there ... the planet of love.
Well it seems that we are endowed with a special charisma these days, short enough to take a look sparks. I find that deep down it is so. It amuses me to notice it, I enjoy even pretend not to notice (hihihih!)
It 'nice to meet new people and especially nice to note that there is still the man who courted knows, who knows how to keep you entertained without being vulgar, you know keep company. It 'nice to hear myself, deny that I receive compliments, show me from the beginning exactly as they are, no trick, without the mask that suppresses the truth of things and that confuses people ahead. E 'Tuesday was really fun to know that boy of 35 years at the end of the evening. The boy himself has not made inroads in my heart, but certainly within a few minutes gave me a good dose of mood.
will be Venus in the sign? It must have been the cat's mask? The bow on the neck naked? The "length" of the skirt?! Perhaps the only real thing has been my desire to laugh, my smile, the desire to live improvised dance, be accompanied by people unlike me who knew the steps perfectly. It 'nice to have a choice, turn myself around and notice that they're invisible I noticed that someone, who wants to waste time to approach, to embark on a dance without the embarrassment of appearing ridiculous. For me it was so. I was on the track, his eyes lit up all those who watched with great ease danced to the tune of salsa and merengue. I was only there to watch, just me, I was already having fun. But then I was invited, and ... I said: "... but Siiiii!" I spent two hours dancing, I enjoyed as never before ... I had a sore leg muscles and a smile on his face throughout the evening. I even lost the people with whom I was ... I was at the center of the track and I had no intention of leaving until they came almost to myself. Bravissimo "first dancer", the second guy who invited me, what with whom I have danced ever more time and I call "first dancer" because of all was the best. Very nice doctor. Every now and then passing whispers in my ear congratulations with the wonderful cadence of Naples, only that was enough to make me smile. At the end of grueling dance for me, I told him: "Doctor I'm not feeling so well, I have shortness of breath and a strange weight in her chest ...", he said:" Miss you are too well ... " I understand that much depends on how I place myself. Can I give my best all the times that I would do my best. The wholesome entertainment, the availability, the joy of exchanging jokes, to laugh with the stranger as if I knew him for years, comes from that inner journey that continues unabated to proceed forward. And 'good laugh, especially when the laughter flows from a healthy joy, laughter is not to hide, to conceal a melancholy, but for the pleasure of feel alive among the people. It was a taste of a path that does not stop in the depths of each one of us, step by step, tear after tear, laugh after laugh. And then I'm happy to feel myself, to feel a person who has his time and respects them, that in no hurry to achieve goals more or less true, but who knows how to wait, although sometimes it would feel similar to the sclera others. To all those who use shortcuts that launch themselves in situations without dissolving the previous nodes, which is let go and yet they have not solved anything.
thank and salute all the guys with discretion, as I like, made me feel special for a night. Back home with the ingenuity of a child, I thought I did ... who knows
In the bed, a few minutes staring at the stars and just sleep.

Some time ago, a special person in my life one day looking into my eyes told me: "You're fantastic, you're just difficult to manage ..." How I laughed when I told her point of view. As is my usual, I asked questions about the second part of the sentence. Freedom, independence, madness, intelligence, sensitivity, and that is good today and I quote only the quality, I do not have to account to anyone and indeed, alongside all the defects sung a thousand times, reaffirmed in action two thousand times.

At times I wonder if we really grow in life. Despite myself, I can always provide an answer to this question. There is certainly chronological age that makes you an adult, that regardless of personal perceptions, he introduces you or throws you into the world of adults. Suffice it to say that the law becomes a social entity, with the coming of age, precisely the age of eighteen.
When advanced in years, the main risk is to assume the status of your adult. Do you think the six points just because you have 27, 31, 38 ...
But then you find yourself to act, to think, just like when I was 20 years old, 22, 25 ...! Questioning the act is always more difficult than it needs to be done. Disprove our theories developed, the basis on which we strengthened our status as adults, is an extremely difficult and almost always do not do it by choice, but because they are forced by the vicissitudes of life. Changing course, be subversive of the way we do, disrupting the coherence and coherent understanding that is not the one who walks down the same road, but who knows when to change it ... Not everyone.
A thousand times I heard phrases like: "I have always acted that way ..." There have been times when I wanted to convince myself of the truth of those sentences. "I am so and then I act like that." It seemed to me a phrase of effect, striking, which conveys a certain degree of security, leading to almost an act of authority.
not remember, but if I have spoken, I never really felt mine. I am the evolution of thought. I change my mind every five minutes and even if I do go crazy over the world, I prefer the constant struggle with my alleged certainties. If you have ever return and just to give me a stronger impetus, such as a jump take a run to get a boost more effective, so that moving your feet on the ground can fly higher. Having certainty is important, but its values \u200b\u200bis that we must not entrench on individual opinions. When you
values \u200b\u200btight, do not live with the consent of others, does not depend from the gratification that you get from people.
That's why for me it was good to deny even the compliments ricevuti. Non era un atteggiamento di falsa modestia il mio, anzi, ma il piacere di mostrarmi in tutto per come sono, vera sempre, anche nell'apparenza. Dire ad un uomo:" guarda che ti sbagli sono così per il trucco che porto", é un modo, se pur bizzarro, di comunicare la reale consapevolezza che si ha di se stessi e se l'altro ti smentisce ben venga. Ciò che più conta é non perdere il contatto veritiero con il proprio essere. Conoscere se stessi per ciò che si é e non per quanto senti raccontare dagli altri. Le persone non vanno usate per sentirci gratificati. Tutto al più vanno ascoltate, perché magari possono ampliare gli orizzonti del nostro pensiero. Tutti possono darci qualcosa di interessante, anche se completamente diverso da ciò che abbiamo noi da offrire. Ascoltare significa rispettare chi ci sta davanti, mentre ottenere dall'interlocutore ciò che ci fa comodo, la frase di cui abbiamo bisogno, l'apprezzamento, beh non é tanto rispettoso. In fondo ascoltiamo noi stessi, solo noi stessi. L'altro é un po' uno specchio di quello che abbiamo in corpo e che desideriamo ricevere dall'esterno.

Dopo una serata, dieci o cento serate passate così, la cosa che più conta é non dimenticare di guardare alla vita per ciò che essa é.
Essa infatti non é solo risate e balli al ritmo di salsa e merengue, concedersi momenti simili é più che giusto. Fondamentale però é continuare ad affrontare anche le cose che meno ci piacciono. Quelle stesse cose che se potessimo, se ne avessimo la facoltà elimineremmo dalla nostra vita. E'l'insieme che fa la differenza, che ci fa considerare quanto viviamo Vita...

Buona domenica a tutti!

Catch Cold Sore Throat During Pms

The intruder

Salgo sul bus semivuoto e mi parcheggio nel box per passeggini stranamente libero. Chissà com'è che oggi non c'è nessuna pakistana con la sua ventina di marmocchi dappresso in braccio, marsupi, culle, box e attaccati alle gambe. Mi appoggio alla parete del mezzo pubblico e continuo a digitare il mio impegnativo sms che sta assorbendo tutta la mia attenzione... ma dove cavolo sono le faccine preimpostate su questo cellulare?!? Devo solo fare :_( mica chissa che...
Pochi secondi e alla mia destra sento del fermento, poi del trambusto (si potrà definire TRAMbusto anche se ero su un autobus? boh...) , gente che si sposta e un tizio che sibila "Afangùlo!".

Smetto di digitare messaggino the Maghreb and I see this guy who changes the place and in doing so (possible?!?) looks at me with the hatred reserved for Calderoli wearing a t-shirt with the cartoons of Mohammed. I am petrified, I was never looked so hostile and began to blush without being able to avoid. Seeking to understand, to get to because of this his reaction that has taken him from sitting to my right to a seat in front and two feet away, but apart from a probable allergy iceberg I'm wearing, I do not Nothing comes to mind.
Then I notice that when he sat down, staring at me and his eyes became soft, seductive and warm. Si accarezza la pancia tonica e piatta, una volta o due si umetta le labbra e gioca posture da figo che deve aver visto su qualche rivista di moda. Il mio rossore si imporpora sempre più, sono a disagio.
Per fortuna dopo pochi secondi capisco: accanto a me una Barbie dell'est sui 19 anni, zoccola come una romagnola riesce a essere solo a 25, è l'oggetto del suo desiderio nordafricano. Quando sono salito sul bus con la testa fra le nuvole e il mio sms, mi sono frapposto senza volere tra i due e ho suscitato così la sua ira di bullo conquistatore in azione.
Poi però ho passato ore a pensare a questa cosa: a quante volte, muovendoci fra gli altri, rischiamo di essere elefanti incoscienti nelle another crystal. A hindered when there is an exchange of glances keen, the opportunity to be in the middle of an electrical network of the passions that do not concern us, without knowing, at the risk of causing a blackout for the others. At all times I can be considered an undue interference just because I put the balls in half, hated and sfanculato in thought or words whispered just poisonous.
Maybe they are over-sensitive, but I feel guilty for every key that I unknowingly sent to fuck off.

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What do

Ciò che prevedevamo capitasse per il nostro territorio,si sta piano piano avverando. La miniera d'oro mette a disposizione il proprio suolo ai violentatori e ai violenti perchè si distrugga quel poco di ambiente che è rimasto.
E' bastato che qualcuno dei (violenti),che oggi sono tanti,dichiarasse che la parte nord di questo territorio è deserta e che una buona di dose di cemento le avrebbe fatto un gran bene ed ecco incominciate le opzioni e i progetti che i vampiri del mattone sotto sotto congettano.
Distruggeranno e scempieranno un "Habitat" dichiarando con grande superbia che questi sono posti di lavoro che questa  è una ricchezza sociale che il cemento colerà come oro nelle tasche di tutti come nella vecchia America and its gold seekers!.
In truth, this will mark the conflict of interest policy that personale.Credo If so, we should try to invent a hero in our laboratory of mind that looks like a "Spider Man" that has the force of a robot that can transform sometimes as a machine that is able to demolish the ruin and shame.

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Day Women # 92

A special greeting to special women. A
Elisabetta Gregoraci which embodies the fairytale of Cinderella quell'arrivista showing that female is alive and kicking more than ever Paraculo. A
Want to Marchi and Stefania Nobile, who have always wanted to put a little 'salt in their and others' lives. What to take away the evil eye. A
Silvia Toffanin, always sitting on his fortune and his only talent and towards which moves me more human compassion that critical sour. At
parricide, the teachers abusive and violent restraint of children in the school walls.
Women castrating in the name of feminism olders, the power of the Northern League, alla Santanchè, alla Carfagna, e alla Bindi. Alle lettrici di Chi mentre sono dal parrucchiere, che devastano le loro teste dentro e fuori. A Barbara D'Urso, che si allena in tv in attesa che idiozia e volgarità siano dichiarate specialità olimpioniche e vincerne l'oro.
Alle beghine cattoliche integraliste, a Noemi Letizia, a sua mamma e Ruby.
A tutte le olgettine, le grazioline, le romanine e le veline di ieri, oggi e dei secoli nei secoli, alle suore di clausura e alle vigilesse stronze sempre il triplo dei colleghi maschi.
Ai mostri di sesso femminile che oggi non esiteranno a mescolarsi in mezzo alle donne vere per essere omaggiate.
A tutte voi, io faccio il mio più sentito augurio: inculatevi you and your March 8 of shit!

Much My Jet Ski Worth

Reportage Monday

Annotto cast memories and fragments of the weekend, now in office, I like the pressed pomace brandy. That odious leaders when clip the wings of the artistic side of their employees, do not you?

Friday, now as many nights now, dinner with Pablo, who gives us a hand with the English translations of the pages of the fledgling site. No one knows better than him to translate phrases like "Slayer anal double drive and controller sfrenulamento. Fucks out of the shower as long as lukewarm. Keep out of reach of children. It works with 16 batteries not included.." When one is good at languages \u200b\u200bhas some great advantages and many doors open. And then being used by me as a disadvantage ... Next time we think twice before going to study. Complaint until I personally do not use idiomatic too high or some other similar crimes invented, I continue to use its services.

Saturday, noon to production of a comic book. Someone I know had something. I'm pretty sure of this. I say this because after the second glass of red wine on an empty stomach it was hard to be oriented space-time. I remember only a trapeze hanging from the ceiling, the wine falls into the earth and shoes, two tizie che disegnavano su un muro e tanta, tantissima piscia che mi implorava di venire al mondo. Dopo una bella e barcollante passeggiata al fresco, mi sono ripreso e il resto della serata l'ho passato col moroso che mi ha fatto una bella sorpresa: per la prima volta mi ha portato a mangiare sushi in un posto aperto da poco. Dopo essermi sincerato che non ci fosse solo pesce crudo dato che non sono una otaria, mi sono lasciato condurre in questo bel posticino pieno di altri parrocchiani e gente alternativa. C'era il nastro trasportatore come all'aeroporto, solo molto più piccolo, e ti passavano sotto il naso centinaia di ciotoline con assaggini di qualunque cosa: baccalà fritto, involtini, carne allo spiedo, gamberetti con verdure saltate e centinaia di altre courses. No sewer rats in the oven, however, that the Japanese say they are different from Chinese. Yeah ... I still have to figure out how to distinguish them. At one point he was about to come to me an epileptic seizure in fury to fix those fucking bowls traveling ... To the cry of "Better be envied than pity!", We filled up like ducks for foie gras and eventually we counted 22 to 23 bowls for me and Marco. But next time arrival better trained.

Sunday, has been the fatigue, indigestion will have been Japanese, the fact is that I woke up at noon. Missed the appointment with the gym, let's not lose another point in the program: sauna. Let's say you work for this cost us less trouble ...
Day so-so, but so many people as medium-low. And then it looked like the "Gathering of Passive DOCG Po" there was one, say one m'avesse touched her bottom with a pat, a handful dead, a fingerprint distracted ... nothing! All I had stuck in front of us. What I mean, at least give me the opportunity to move a hand on my side and say a B "No, thank you! Maybe next time, eh?" that does so much good for my self-esteem. Instead, nothing, zero interest. Except for one that looked too perfect synthesis of Tony Blair, and Mr. Bean Margaret Thatcher. Oh no, definitely the British style is not for me. However, if this continues, then I refrain from killing me at the gym exercises for your buttocks. Just know this, and one adapts.

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White Stuff In Eyes Puss

Crystal

Ora mi sento così...
Intorno a me tutto é fragile ma anche bellissimo.
E'come osservare il mondo attraverso una lacrima. Un attimo prima che scivoli lungo gli zigomi, quando gli occhi ne sono pieni, ogni cosa appare morbida e dai contorni sfumati. E' come stare su una enorme caramella, una di quelle gommose...
Ti lasci cadere insieme con le lacrime e finisci per poggiarti su something infinitely sweet as life itself.

crystal clear.
"I can feel, to perceive the air, now I can understand you. In the silence of my heart now I can understand you."
Fragile as crystal.
"I need this clarity is not interrupted, not now that I've worked so hard to get, so I stay away."

I did not stop, I'm just waiting for an end to the storm. Are along the roadside, are the arcades of a building, as well as the building along the street, the rain is pounding ... Sooner or later it will stop raining because "nothing is forever."
Among the seats of a cinema in the darkness of the hall is nice to feel own heart. Understand that every single beat is real and it was sincere. Almost slipping from the chair, you're crouched, surrounded by a sense of peace that no one can give you if not yourself. The future is scary, but now you do not want to think about it and escape the thought that what could be better than this? Why spoil the peace of this moment with the prospect of something that is not there? The lights of the film reassure you and you feel as safe as the walls of your room.
now among the desks of the classroom, another person, yet another woman. Meet your fate this time head on. Even there, you feel your heart and let loose the eyes of others. Forget the world and think about the heart that says, "you serene, if not today tomorrow .. entrusted. "
You're up and you have many thoughts passed through my head, ready to be discouraged. There is always a part within ourselves that is ready to remarci against. But this time you decided not to listen. You closed the door of the criticisms and have continued to take the morning with the curiosity to find out your day. You have opened the door of the house, have welcomed the first rays of sun with a smile, a smile that you owe it to yourself. Before leaving for a fleeting moment you observed your eyes in the mirror, you discovered the delicate look of a child. Perhaps you owe a lot to clasp gold you have in your hair and you've decided to wear to feel different a small detail to please. Today, despite the freshest faces, no small trick to make you look older than your inside you feel a force that pushes you forward. Go down the road and lay down the hillside eating the factories to make cement. The look and sound like beautiful, ridiculous that thought makes you smile even laugh to the point that you feel stupid while driving. But what harm is there if you laugh, if you feel happy with nothing in particular happened? After all what could be more true of those moments? Happiness is sincere when unprovoked, when you're born in the heart like a song, like love, like a flower, like a laugh for something ridiculous. Sent
walk along the road, every now and try to make room inside you a voice that wants you to come back, but you press it back on the volume of your stereo and sing along to the music of the moment, even inventing words and melodies.

Fragile as crystal.
Everything can be reinforced as well as everything at this time can hurt you.
flaked as crystal.
In any hidden coves are your property, those qualities that allow you to be who you are.

When you enter the door of the classroom, appears before you a new situation. A situation to be faced with the same curiosity with which you left the house. You cross a few moments to look for another woman. Clear eyes, blonde hair like yours, but shorter. In her see what you'd wanted to be. You recognize this. And even if you know nothing of his life, remains fascinated by him. When you stop the delicacy of the moment, focused back on yourself. You are lost in the folds of your skirts and once again plays the voice of your heart that encourages you remembering what you are, something different, something that perhaps would not have imagined, but which is not a "less" than anyone.
You feel at peace ...

Dura as crystal.
Severa, stubborn, ready to hide your fears. Precious
as crystal.
Your uniqueness is such because every life has something special that goes beyond any kind of material perception.

you discover yet another woman in a shoe store. The lure of committed, most likely aimed at the sale, you're not interested in having fun and investigate his malice. Between the embarrassment and get the pleasure of a compliment. Do you feel in that situation delicate, carefree, happy, new ...


... as crystal ...

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The wardrobe and older

The cabinet is a 33 year old's closet a chrysalis, provided that the butterflies and other lepidoptera have time to take it in during one of their short lives. There are so many inside
waste of memories, textile fragments and mixtures of styles that, to look behind those doors wood, s'ha a vague idea of \u200b\u200binfinite pieces of the puzzle that is what you has been and what you aspire to become.
A metamorphosis in progress, still remaining unlikely t-shirt tamarri written by the big and aggressive colors, vests we were better off five years ago, trousers that worked to grab a casino before mettissimo bacon on that which makes us "as sexy "as it continues to say her boyfriend or lover in question.
pieces of personal history, strictly in size M, which suggest memories of shopping we were thrilled, heads a long-desired and special occasions we have been waiting to wear them or, if it went really well that night there, to let slowly fall to the floor.
In 33 years you decide to hold a maximum of two caps, you have to donate the shirts to the most needy do not place more than two years and they're only there to gather dust and crush the current ones, you have to go to brothers and cousins small sleeveless those that at their age, just the day before yesterday, I attracted him looks of appreciation. And yes, you definitely need more shirts, long sleeve polo more comfortable sweaters and maybe even some corduroy trousers . Not too pale shades maybe you can wait for those 20 years, Vivaz!
You must agree to be older. And that you also delayed for a decade to admit ...
Yet there are clothes that are relics, which are sewn on him even when we put them would be to detach and separate from the skin splits too fresh bleeding insured. And who the fuck makes us suffer so much to do in the end?
Yes it is true, we need more space in the cupboard too small and always packed ... packed but separated by some leaders do not create space, is just empty. Vacuum for moths.
And I'd rather hold it any trophy of my youth, back to wear it maybe once a year as I do in Sleeveless Night that I organize with my friend Gio 'and go around making fools as ever.
If you see two crazy clothes too tight and terribly out of fashion, look at them on their faces if they are happy like children, we are. If Joan Collins
, tell her that there is a limit to everything ...