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He is still there.....and I am still here... sad

Por que la vida es asi?...

¡¡¡AMO A MI NOVIO!!! happy


Pero esta muy muy lejos ahora cry

happy

Y hoy es mi cumpleaños! ^^
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А ещё сегодня у меня ДР! cool party

Hoje è o meu dia dos anos! ^^

Aujourd'hui est mon anniversaire! ^^ ^^

Oggi è il mio compleanno!!

Today is my birthday....or even jubilee... wink

Dnes jsou moji narozeniny happy

Данас jе моj роhендан! ^^ штавише jубилеj (опростите, нема српска слова) party

Heute ist meine Jubiläum! ^^

PD. Pues...me sentì algo loco escribir todo eso... Pero si alguien me lo pidiò significa que lo necesita ))) tal vez exageré un poquito... bueno..no importa. ¡Ahora casì todos lo van a saber! happy

PPD: it's already the 9th of February here where I am wink Don't trust the written date!!! noo >_<

The half of myself

So I remember when I was so little I was told a lot of stories and fairy-tailers. Every adult told me something new what helped me to know the world.
That's so strange...I even remember myself in the childhood. I knew almost nothing about the world but at the same time more about our life.. There were no problems, no troubles for me... But that's another theme...
So we learn the great part of information in the chilhood. But it's also a theme not for this time.

I wanna tell about "the second part", the part of myself, of yourself, of herself... So in the great pile of different stories and fairy-tailes told me I remember now some words which told me my mum. So ones she told me that all the people angels with one wind. The bod punished them took away a wind. And now they have only one wind and can't fly. But if they find their second part they would fly! And each human has the half of himself , but sometimes he can't find it:(

So. Yep. I thaught if my half is so far away? If he lives in another part of the world. What have I to do?

I was told that who's looking for that will find! Yes. That's so. But... The half of myself isn't next to me... pues que hacer si està tan lejos? Si ve el sol cuando veo las estrellas?


ni palabra màs...disculpanme
No estoy acostumbrada franquear con la gente desconocida;) aunque es màs facil. Pero... ¿ para qué ?

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Winter's coming soon...


¿Y còmo vivir si va hacer tan frìo?

School...

And I have to go to school again......again to get up early and go there by bus every day.. that mean the winter is coming soon(((

But in higher school it's better than in high one;) so everything isn't so bad))

The happiness...

I think a happy man is that who can value and be happy of not grate ordinary things and occurrences: every meeting with people you like, every kind phrase, each light of the sun... or even tasty food... The happiness consists in such little every-day joys. Here I can't not to mention a poem by Frances S. Osgood named 'Time'

Little drops of water, little grains of sand,

Make the mighty ocean and the pleasant land.

Thus the little minutes, humble though they be

Make the mighty ocean of eternity.


So. As I see I'm not new in my utterances... wink that's mean I'm right. happy

Well. That one who doesn't understand that and wait for his own great happiness never will be happy. He spend his life for nothing waiting to the happiness and doesn't see wonderful world around him. So he has a dream. But when he get that he dreamed he wants smth more and isn't happy. That's like money. Than more money is had so much is wanted...
It explains why poor men are so happy and some people who has everything, whose life and career are succeed are so unhappy...

I wanna tell live you life and value it. Value each day which god gave you and you'll be happy.

the night and the sky

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So. Night is a wonderful time. It changes everything. I don't know about everyone but I become another at night. The day life and the night life are very different. So it can't be watched outwardly but I have another mood and my reflections differ.

But it isn't that I wanted to tell. So maybe it looks commonplace and I won't say nothing new but the most beautiful thing at night is the sky. smile I adore it especially if it's clear. How wonderful is to come out and stay under millions of tiny lights... And each twinkling star is alive and gives you a drop of its light... Like talking to you... And what a wonderful sight is the star rain! When those little lights fall down from the sky.. Some of them fly so slowly getting over a half of the sky. But some only flare up and in an instant desappeare. They are so different like human lifes..

The stars are a part of the nature and hence our life. If in the day-time the nature is all on the earth....at night the nature is the sky. That's the only difference between day and night.

By the way the second think I wanted to tell is that August is a time of falling stars. Every August you can see more flying lights than ever. wink I think it's worth to be seen happy

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Hi. Really I don't know what's to begin with... Of course it doesn't mean I have nothing to say or smth like that. But it's always so: if you have smth to tell you tell it and that's all, but if you have a lot to tell you don't know what is to be the first and the main thing to write. hmmm.

I think the main think is the begining. When you begin with smth farther you can continue and continue your long story which can go so far away and not to have any fin. smile The main is to do the first step. All right. I've just done it. wink