Wednesday, June 13, 2007
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Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Monday, June 11, 2007
Novela O Clone
Uma novela que eu realmente gostei e que foi filmada uma parte no Marrocos, exatamente em Fes.
Saudades. Que pena que a Rede Globo não bota a novela no "Vale a pena ver de novo".
http://oclone.on.neobee.net/videoen.htm
Saudades. Que pena que a Rede Globo não bota a novela no "Vale a pena ver de novo".
http://oclone.on.neobee.net/videoen.htm
Loituma - Ievan Polkka
You have to check this site.
The first video is the real music with the real singers. Below the second video you will find the lyric in the language of Finland but I really have no idea about how to write it in English, just in Portuguese.
About the second video once I have posted it but it's a mix of the first clip you will watch. So, enjoy, and who understands Portuguese, just read the translation after the lyric.
http://www.interney.net/blogs/edney/2007/02/16/loituma_ievan_polkka_holly_dolly_leekspi/
The first video is the real music with the real singers. Below the second video you will find the lyric in the language of Finland but I really have no idea about how to write it in English, just in Portuguese.
About the second video once I have posted it but it's a mix of the first clip you will watch. So, enjoy, and who understands Portuguese, just read the translation after the lyric.
http://www.interney.net/blogs/edney/2007/02/16/loituma_ievan_polkka_holly_dolly_leekspi/
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Racism? Anger? I don't know, I just do not like him like the others and I do not like his way of being. I just really do not like him but I have to shut up because it is not my decision and I do not have to interview in other people's decision. They must walk by their own's feet and deal with the consequencies, I just hope they be happy even it has to be by something or someone I don't like at all.
I just have much tears inside myself for many reasons and I should let they free to roll down my face. Cry untill get tired a lot to sleep and wake up in the next day with a better feeling inside myself, an empty feeling of empty mind and empty heart but something that would let me feel better than in my angry way. I am learning how to deal with myself, how to be calmer but maybe still fighting with myself inside to learn how to don't make bad things with my ownself. But, I think, as the first time, I'm going to still fine and don't make anything wrong as I really should to have done.
I just have much tears inside myself for many reasons and I should let they free to roll down my face. Cry untill get tired a lot to sleep and wake up in the next day with a better feeling inside myself, an empty feeling of empty mind and empty heart but something that would let me feel better than in my angry way. I am learning how to deal with myself, how to be calmer but maybe still fighting with myself inside to learn how to don't make bad things with my ownself. But, I think, as the first time, I'm going to still fine and don't make anything wrong as I really should to have done.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
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Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Trabalho de português
PRODUÇÃO TEXTUAL E COMUNICAÇÃO VERBAL
Existe uma grande diferença quando tratamos da escrita em relação a produção de um texto e da maneira com que expressamos os mesmos sentimentos usando a fala.
Há ainda uma grande discussão sobre o que realmente deveria ser o padrão mais adequado da língua a ser usando para ambos casos e como o ensinamento de regras ou dicas deveriam ser ministrados para que todas as pessoas usassem esse padrão.
Alguns debatem esse tema dizendo que “a produção verbal é uma atividade verbal, a serviços da fins sociais e, portanto, inserida em contextos mais complexos de atividades; trata-se de uma atividade consciente, criativa” (Koch – 1998 – p.22), mas mesmo sendo a escrita de um texto uma atividade verbal não poderíamos escrever como falamos já que nos baseamos em uma língua mais utilizada pelas classes mais socioeconomicamente favorecidas.
Já segundo Travaglia (1997:22) a linguagem tem função principal de ser um instrumento de comunicação, e que se consegue ser feita baseando-se em que “a língua é vista como um código, ou seja, um conjunto de signos que se combinam segundo regras, e que é capaz de transmitir uma mensagem, informações de um emissor a um receptor. Esse código deve, portanto; ser dominado pelos falantes para que a comunicação posse ser efetivada.” Se esses requisitos são atendidos não necessariamente deveríamos nos preocupar com a forma da escrita ou fala contanto que a comunicação pudesse ser realizada de maneira completa.
A forma sobre qual a escola deveria trabalhar para ensinar seus discentes também foi muito debatida. Visto que pessoas defendem que os alunos deveriam ser ensinados a criar textos direcionados para um público alvo, sendo que de outra forma, o seu trabalho se tornaria cansativo de ser lido e teria uma dificuldade muito grande até ser compreendido. Junto a isso, temos aqueles que apóiam a idéia de discussões e debates em sala de aula utilizando a mesma linguagem dos textos. Pensando que desta forma, talvez, com a utilização de uma mesma linguagem na escrita e na fala, possam ambas se tornar mais fáceis com o tempo e o costume, já que a cada século ocorrem grandes mudanças tecnológicas e linguísticas, até mesmo por reconhecermos que a língua usada no descobrimento do Brasil não é a mesma de hoje em dia, melhorando assim, esse grande abismo das duas formas de comunicação de uma mesma língua.
A linguagem, referente à comunicação, é um conjunto de conhecimentos e experiências vividos pelo homem dentro do contexto histórico da humanidade. É um assunto ainda muito debatido por estudiosos da língua, principalmente da portuguesa. Serve de tema de redações importantes, teses, mas é ainda um assunto ser muito discutido e a cada novo debate ser talvez revelado mais pontos importantes.
Tudo ainda se trata de uma grande dúvida em permitir que a maneira de falar se torne uma forma aceitável de escrita. Há um grande bloqueio social e gramatical envolvendo esse tópico mas com tantos sotaques dentro um mesmo país talvez fosse melhor continuar seguindo as chamadas “normas gramaticais” para que pudesse haver compreensão entre todos que falam uma mesma língua mas que também pudesse ser admitido que de uma maneira suave um pouco da maneira de falar fizesse parte do nosso mundo de produção textual.
Monday, June 04, 2007
Why can't we be happy like the others????
Today I started my day really badly, was just being rude with everyone. With my mother, the dogs, my father, my grandmother, also treated my aunt in a bad way. I just noticed I couldn't be like that and tried to fix myself. I started remembering of things that use to let me so happy like when Rabie smiles to me and I see he is happy with me, some dreams I have always, some things in my life that I couldn't complete them as I wished but the time I had done something was enough to let me more than happy.
I come home and I see that there are still some people carring about me, looking at me, playing with me no matter what happens. I staied a time with my dogs after doing what I had to do at grandmother's house. I really love them and when I look around me I see I'm happy and I have everything I should have in this world, no more nor less. I'm thankful.
Today I started my day really badly, was just being rude with everyone. With my mother, the dogs, my father, my grandmother, also treated my aunt in a bad way. I just noticed I couldn't be like that and tried to fix myself. I started remembering of things that use to let me so happy like when Rabie smiles to me and I see he is happy with me, some dreams I have always, some things in my life that I couldn't complete them as I wished but the time I had done something was enough to let me more than happy.
I come home and I see that there are still some people carring about me, looking at me, playing with me no matter what happens. I staied a time with my dogs after doing what I had to do at grandmother's house. I really love them and when I look around me I see I'm happy and I have everything I should have in this world, no more nor less. I'm thankful.
Sunday, June 03, 2007
That comes what has to come, that does what has to be done. I'm know sometimes I seem to be crazy saying things without sense but I just wanted to shout many bad words to all the world, to throw myself from a building, to distroy myself with things I stopped doing, to miss my studies for a week, to give a time to myself. To shake the people to make they see I'm here. To be noticed. Talk talk talk talk, I saw this shit doesn't work ever.
Whatever happens I know I won't be someone different than I am. I won't be a model, won't have many friends, won't go out with buddies to a party or even to enjoy. I'm still young and the time is running, always running and I'm feeling silly, invalid, lazy, a dumb. I'm not more than anyone, I'm not less than anyone.
Why my father treats me like that? Why am I like him in this way? Why don't I know how to be different, to have 1000 faces to know how to deal with everyone I like? Why do some words of missunderstanding hurt me so much when I didn't have to care about them? WHY AM I SO SILLY AND FOOL LIKE THIS?
I also had a dream today. I dreamed I was in a place that should be my country of ogiriny. I was in a city in Portugal, near Spain. I had some money, a good house and had done a thing that I wanted to see realized to myself but I couldn't and I'm getting old for that. I had a soccer team and it was going very well in the business. I've got a camera and was visiting another place somewhere in Lisbon. The people were nice, the weather was sunny like if we were in summer season. I just wish I could sleep a little more to keep living that dream that was the thing in these days that really made me happy for a while, I could feel something that I can't explain. I wish everyday I could feel the same and be sure that I'm on the right way to my happiness and life.
Whatever happens I know I won't be someone different than I am. I won't be a model, won't have many friends, won't go out with buddies to a party or even to enjoy. I'm still young and the time is running, always running and I'm feeling silly, invalid, lazy, a dumb. I'm not more than anyone, I'm not less than anyone.
Why my father treats me like that? Why am I like him in this way? Why don't I know how to be different, to have 1000 faces to know how to deal with everyone I like? Why do some words of missunderstanding hurt me so much when I didn't have to care about them? WHY AM I SO SILLY AND FOOL LIKE THIS?
I also had a dream today. I dreamed I was in a place that should be my country of ogiriny. I was in a city in Portugal, near Spain. I had some money, a good house and had done a thing that I wanted to see realized to myself but I couldn't and I'm getting old for that. I had a soccer team and it was going very well in the business. I've got a camera and was visiting another place somewhere in Lisbon. The people were nice, the weather was sunny like if we were in summer season. I just wish I could sleep a little more to keep living that dream that was the thing in these days that really made me happy for a while, I could feel something that I can't explain. I wish everyday I could feel the same and be sure that I'm on the right way to my happiness and life.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
A civilização das formas: o corpo como valor
Gostaria de citar uma parte de um livro chamado A civilização das formas: o corpo como valor que na verdade diz respeito à postagem Opposites do dia 29.05.2007. Se trata de um resumo de pesquisas feitas com homens e mulheres que indica o ponto de vista de cada um com relação a um relacionamento e ao corpo de cada um.
"Um dos dados que mais chamaram nossa atenção, ao analisar algumas das questões da pesquisa, foi a presença significativa da categoria corpo nas respostas femininas e masculinas. Por exemplo, ao perguntarmos às mulheres: "O que você mais inveja em uma mulher?", elas respoderam: a beleza em primeiro lugar, o corpo, em seguida, e a inteligência em terceiro lugar. Quando perguntamos aos homes: "O que você mais inveja em um homem?", tivemos como respostas: a inteligência, o poder econômico, a beleza e o corpo.
Em outra questão, perguntamos às mulheres: "O que mais a atrai em um homem?" obtivemos como resposta: a inteligência, o corpor e o olhar. Quando perguntamos aos homens: "O que mais o atrai em uma mulher?", encontramos: a beleza, a inteligência e o corpo. A categoria corpo aparece ainda com maior destaque quando perguntamos às mulheres: "O que mais a atrai sexualmente em um homem?" as respostas foram: o tórax, o corpo e as pernas. Para os homens: "O que mais o atrai sexualmente em uma mulher?", tivemos as respostas: a bunda, o corpo e os seios.
Não iremos nos deter aqui na diferença de peso que a preocupação com o corpo tem para os pesquisados, ou como eles valorizam esta diferença, mas na recorrência desta categoria como algo invejado, desejado e admirado, não apenas pelas mulheres, mas também, expressivamente, pelos homens. O mais interessante é que em todas as questões acima a categoria corpo aparece sem nenhum adjetivo, como uma entidade autônoma, independente, abstrata. Em apenas uma das questões da pesquisa -- quando, para saber o que homens e mulheres procuram em um relacionamento afetivo, propusemos: "Se você escrevesse um anúncio com o objetivo de encontrar um parceiro, como se descreveria? Como você descreveria o que procura em parceiro?" -- este corpo aparece como "definido", "malhado", "trabalhado", "sarado", "saudável", "atlético", "bonito", entre outros. Torna-se "coisa para o outro", um corpo que pertence a um indivíduo que se apresenta e descreve as características que busca em um parceio."
(Páginas 35 e 36) Autores: Mirian Goldenberg e Marcelo Silva Ramos.
"Um dos dados que mais chamaram nossa atenção, ao analisar algumas das questões da pesquisa, foi a presença significativa da categoria corpo nas respostas femininas e masculinas. Por exemplo, ao perguntarmos às mulheres: "O que você mais inveja em uma mulher?", elas respoderam: a beleza em primeiro lugar, o corpo, em seguida, e a inteligência em terceiro lugar. Quando perguntamos aos homes: "O que você mais inveja em um homem?", tivemos como respostas: a inteligência, o poder econômico, a beleza e o corpo.
Em outra questão, perguntamos às mulheres: "O que mais a atrai em um homem?" obtivemos como resposta: a inteligência, o corpor e o olhar. Quando perguntamos aos homens: "O que mais o atrai em uma mulher?", encontramos: a beleza, a inteligência e o corpo. A categoria corpo aparece ainda com maior destaque quando perguntamos às mulheres: "O que mais a atrai sexualmente em um homem?" as respostas foram: o tórax, o corpo e as pernas. Para os homens: "O que mais o atrai sexualmente em uma mulher?", tivemos as respostas: a bunda, o corpo e os seios.
Não iremos nos deter aqui na diferença de peso que a preocupação com o corpo tem para os pesquisados, ou como eles valorizam esta diferença, mas na recorrência desta categoria como algo invejado, desejado e admirado, não apenas pelas mulheres, mas também, expressivamente, pelos homens. O mais interessante é que em todas as questões acima a categoria corpo aparece sem nenhum adjetivo, como uma entidade autônoma, independente, abstrata. Em apenas uma das questões da pesquisa -- quando, para saber o que homens e mulheres procuram em um relacionamento afetivo, propusemos: "Se você escrevesse um anúncio com o objetivo de encontrar um parceiro, como se descreveria? Como você descreveria o que procura em parceiro?" -- este corpo aparece como "definido", "malhado", "trabalhado", "sarado", "saudável", "atlético", "bonito", entre outros. Torna-se "coisa para o outro", um corpo que pertence a um indivíduo que se apresenta e descreve as características que busca em um parceio."
(Páginas 35 e 36) Autores: Mirian Goldenberg e Marcelo Silva Ramos.
Opposites
Today, I was talking to my aunt about men. It's so funny, she said everywomen she works and study with say the same thing. It's good that she is studying psicology and is near to discover the big misteries that are behind this topic. She said I was so young to know all that but I was just like that other women she knew, and like her too. She told me that on our holiday she wants to make a community for orkut, but we will decide it well after this university semester.
The advice she told me was to be single all my life but I told her it's not my focus, I want to try to be different from the others. I know it's hard in a world that everyone divorce just because they woke up bad and don't want the other anymore. In a world that people get mad at simple things, at things that could be left behind and just share good moments, hug when we feel mad, cry, smile even we don't want that. These are good feelings that wether we try them all the time, although it be a hard time, the things become better, we understand the things in a clear way. The solution to our problems come when we feel standed by someone and when we feel that even in the times we try but don't be successfull we get a smile and a word of compreension.
My friends from university are nice with me. They are men.I have the chance to see how they deal with their problems, with their things but my mind is still a women's mind and I understand their way but I just can't be like them. I don't see the same necessity to worry about the things they worry about, I don't see reasons for the fights they said they had in times. I think there are much more important things to we care about. I think men and women will be always the opposite but will them oneday really be capable to understand each other?
If you want to try an answer just send it as a welcome comment.
The advice she told me was to be single all my life but I told her it's not my focus, I want to try to be different from the others. I know it's hard in a world that everyone divorce just because they woke up bad and don't want the other anymore. In a world that people get mad at simple things, at things that could be left behind and just share good moments, hug when we feel mad, cry, smile even we don't want that. These are good feelings that wether we try them all the time, although it be a hard time, the things become better, we understand the things in a clear way. The solution to our problems come when we feel standed by someone and when we feel that even in the times we try but don't be successfull we get a smile and a word of compreension.
My friends from university are nice with me. They are men.I have the chance to see how they deal with their problems, with their things but my mind is still a women's mind and I understand their way but I just can't be like them. I don't see the same necessity to worry about the things they worry about, I don't see reasons for the fights they said they had in times. I think there are much more important things to we care about. I think men and women will be always the opposite but will them oneday really be capable to understand each other?
If you want to try an answer just send it as a welcome comment.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Yesterday and today
Well, I'm feeling happy and all I wanted to say about the newI received before yesterday was that my uncle Anderson will marry to Monique, his girlfriend. I didn't have time to explain to anyone that I'm really happy for this. Not because she is half French, but because her Father is Tunisian and that Monique thinks her father is still remembering some Arabic. It would be something nice to Rabie for have someone to speak with. And I think it will be a different party, her father is Tunisian but jew, what I think so nice.
And...
I wish I could have a better way with my father and that he knew how to deal with us. Yesterday was a really wonderful day with him to say the opposite. I just think he could understand that nothing will work with me with pressure. Saying it's in the time he wants, to do the things he want, when he wants. He can't say only 'no' to us in our lives, be angry it's ok but call his son of something not good or deal with a hair cut like if it was the end of the world is terrible. He is worse than a kid. But today I could deal with the situation even inside myself I was near to say some bad things to him.
Anyway, I'm happy today and I wish I could share my happiness with the others but even I'm trying I'm not being successful. I just want to share smiles and I want to feel fine to don't think I'm saying something wrong, or that I did something that didn't let the others happy even I was trying my best and doing it from my heart. I'm avoiding only myself.
And...
I wish I could have a better way with my father and that he knew how to deal with us. Yesterday was a really wonderful day with him to say the opposite. I just think he could understand that nothing will work with me with pressure. Saying it's in the time he wants, to do the things he want, when he wants. He can't say only 'no' to us in our lives, be angry it's ok but call his son of something not good or deal with a hair cut like if it was the end of the world is terrible. He is worse than a kid. But today I could deal with the situation even inside myself I was near to say some bad things to him.
Anyway, I'm happy today and I wish I could share my happiness with the others but even I'm trying I'm not being successful. I just want to share smiles and I want to feel fine to don't think I'm saying something wrong, or that I did something that didn't let the others happy even I was trying my best and doing it from my heart. I'm avoiding only myself.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Church's Arabic party.
Mom and I went there, to buy raha to Rabie and to go as we do every year. It was nice, we just arrived, bought the things we had to buy, talked to Aninha and her relatives and mom met her cousin Gisele there too and then, we hate to greet them too. But after all this we left.
The dancers, 3 if you can see them. The pictures aren't so good because there were too much people in front of me and my camera has no display, what doesn't help.
The dancers with the candles from far.
Another dancer now in the belly dance. She is wearing green, find her.
Pic a little moved, sorry for the camera.
A part of the table of the candies and one of Aninha's aunt working in it selling to the people.
Me in front of the closed main door of the church. Don't worry, the party is in the gate beside it. It was in the part behind of the church, no party was inside it.
Mom in the church's garden. Behind her was a cross but with this dark place and camera without flash is hard to make you see something.
The kafta, arabic bread and the package of the arabic breads. The man there gave us it because our hands were full of little plastic plates.
The dancers, 3 if you can see them. The pictures aren't so good because there were too much people in front of me and my camera has no display, what doesn't help.
The dancers with the candles from far.
Another dancer now in the belly dance. She is wearing green, find her.
Pic a little moved, sorry for the camera.
A part of the table of the candies and one of Aninha's aunt working in it selling to the people.
Me in front of the closed main door of the church. Don't worry, the party is in the gate beside it. It was in the part behind of the church, no party was inside it.
Mom in the church's garden. Behind her was a cross but with this dark place and camera without flash is hard to make you see something.
The kafta, arabic bread and the package of the arabic breads. The man there gave us it because our hands were full of little plastic plates.Lelé's babies were born on May 25th (25.05.07 Brasil).
Lelé and her babies.
Here we just have 4 girls but in total they were 5 babies. The little boy were born and we found him dead, maybe because she left him too much time inside the water and didn't make a hole in it to he breath and I wasn't there in the time it happened to try to help both.
Well, it's the life and now we have 4 beautiful girls to care about just helping Lelé with them. Good mother she is.
One of them at nico's hand, you see they are really small.
There is a black one in this darkness and Lelé didn't help me to photography them either.
So beautiful baby!
Another one.
The third to born.
Grandpa's lunch. He left there and went to take the soda.
Bela.
Here we just have 4 girls but in total they were 5 babies. The little boy were born and we found him dead, maybe because she left him too much time inside the water and didn't make a hole in it to he breath and I wasn't there in the time it happened to try to help both.
Well, it's the life and now we have 4 beautiful girls to care about just helping Lelé with them. Good mother she is.
One of them at nico's hand, you see they are really small.
There is a black one in this darkness and Lelé didn't help me to photography them either.
So beautiful baby!
Another one.
The third to born.
Grandpa's lunch. He left there and went to take the soda.
Bela.Ah, something! Dalila and her kids left. My aunt sold them all to the same man. I hope they are fine.
Scooby trying to ask something for eat too. His food is in his plate but he likes our food.
Scooby trying to ask something for eat too. His food is in his plate but he likes our food.Thursday, May 24, 2007
I'm having problems with my connection today but it's ok, sometimes it happens and I just have to wait. When the weather is windy and rainy like today (without comments about the cold it's doing outside) the internet servers use to have problem. Maybe the wind distroies something but I really don't know what happens there.
Today we advanced more in the matter. I'm feeling happy for understanding something but while I was trying to download the new program to make my homework my connection left me and it's near the lunch time. Later I will have to go to work and then just will do something or study something another time.
I'm still offline but writing in the note to post later. My dogs are making a big mess and even I say, clap or scare them they are still doing that, I'm feeling silly.
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Será que alguém já ouviu a estória do "capetóide"? Hehe, é realmente engraçado. Meu pequeno irmão quando está com sono diz muitas coisas sem nexo. Uma delas por exemplo, tirando o antigo "mumunha", agora é o capetóide. Passa-se o tempo e ele vive dizendo que os pobres bichinhos, por latirem, chorarem, morderem tudo e fazerem um pouco de barulho são "capetinhas".
Outro dia porém, fomos dormir e por volta das 10 da noite. Matheus bem cheio de sono e acho que já muito "bêbado" de sonhos ouviu o Gordo latir e do fundo da cachola tirou a bonita frase: "Meu Deus! Manda esse capetóide calar a boca!" Hahahaha! Foi realmente demais. Além de que no dia seguinte não fazia idéia do que tinha dito e após dizermos o que houve ele ria sem parar nos perguntando "Eu disse isso?! Hehehe, mentira! Hahaha! Mas ele é um capetóide mesmo... rs"
Today we advanced more in the matter. I'm feeling happy for understanding something but while I was trying to download the new program to make my homework my connection left me and it's near the lunch time. Later I will have to go to work and then just will do something or study something another time.
I'm still offline but writing in the note to post later. My dogs are making a big mess and even I say, clap or scare them they are still doing that, I'm feeling silly.
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Será que alguém já ouviu a estória do "capetóide"? Hehe, é realmente engraçado. Meu pequeno irmão quando está com sono diz muitas coisas sem nexo. Uma delas por exemplo, tirando o antigo "mumunha", agora é o capetóide. Passa-se o tempo e ele vive dizendo que os pobres bichinhos, por latirem, chorarem, morderem tudo e fazerem um pouco de barulho são "capetinhas".
Outro dia porém, fomos dormir e por volta das 10 da noite. Matheus bem cheio de sono e acho que já muito "bêbado" de sonhos ouviu o Gordo latir e do fundo da cachola tirou a bonita frase: "Meu Deus! Manda esse capetóide calar a boca!" Hahahaha! Foi realmente demais. Além de que no dia seguinte não fazia idéia do que tinha dito e após dizermos o que houve ele ria sem parar nos perguntando "Eu disse isso?! Hehehe, mentira! Hahaha! Mas ele é um capetóide mesmo... rs"
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Too much homework, groupwork and new matters to study for the next tests. Work too.
I'm listening to some music while my mind is flying somewhere else.
My uncle left his home again, but soon he is going to back, it's always like this. He just should stop being with the ex-husband of one of my cousin's, that man isn't someone nice and he is making my uncle become like him, but it's life, I can't say anything and I won't change anything.
My dogs are becoming beautiful again, getting the weight they lost again. Pretinho, every passed day, is being so smart.
There is a problem about my trip. Will the teacher make me present my work on that day? I hope the trip doesn't start from the morning, if it does I'm dead.
Sorry, my eyes are closing, I'm feeling tired and I'm still having to finish something of my homework to lunch and go to work.
I'm listening to some music while my mind is flying somewhere else.
My uncle left his home again, but soon he is going to back, it's always like this. He just should stop being with the ex-husband of one of my cousin's, that man isn't someone nice and he is making my uncle become like him, but it's life, I can't say anything and I won't change anything.
My dogs are becoming beautiful again, getting the weight they lost again. Pretinho, every passed day, is being so smart.
There is a problem about my trip. Will the teacher make me present my work on that day? I hope the trip doesn't start from the morning, if it does I'm dead.
Sorry, my eyes are closing, I'm feeling tired and I'm still having to finish something of my homework to lunch and go to work.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Moroccan music
Some good sites about Moroccan music:
http://www.musicmaroc.com/
http://www.hyooh.com/
http://www.moroccanmp3.com/
http://www.musicmaroc.com/
http://www.hyooh.com/
http://www.moroccanmp3.com/
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