Greek Tortoise For Sale

Well I'm so nervous I do not know where to start. I've been like this since yesterday afternoon when I learned of my last notes. Many of You have seen the birth of what for me has been a crusade, a degree started with 25 years late, but not bad. At the time was a Carpe Diem, a hymn to art, literature over the material of this world. A rejection of social conventions as a child I was told that it should be a lawyer. And above all an ode to life and a way to overcome a fright. At the time it was my mainstay and I presented a very high goal for which to fight. Part of that goal is being fulfilled. Yes, that means I'M LICENSED !!!!!!!!!!!

For those you did not see the birth occurred 4 years ago, ie hand gone to a year course, another source of pride for me. I'm not the first promotion (that we do not know but I'm not) but I'll be very close. He completed a year with 16 subjects with many notables, an A, and Registration (yesterday I almost feel bad when I saw it), and yes of course because there are some subjects approved "dry" I would say my favorite teacher, which is certainly without hesitation Gema Chocano. From here, though I read a huge thank you for being so, his vocation and his love and encouragement. More profs whom I have named, and I'll do it for something my journal:

- Bob Sheperd : Because yes, because the sense of humor always denotes intelligence, because I think it is one of the few peopleThe ones I've heard of him have noticed. My first class with him I could barely move, as the best play of the world left me literally glued to the chair. His familiar accent, soft, elegant, more stylish! His infinite vocabulary, his charisma ... if we fall for the teachers that would definitely be it. Shakespeare is even greater after their classes. When I grow up I want to be like him or Gema Chocano;)

What next? CAP, PhD, and Classic. Because I collect are: P

Power Poin De Travestis Blank minds, smokescreens

romocióny advertising. I have in my hand the activity booklet, 30 pages, full color, whose last statement is completely occupied by all brands and companies collaborating in this event.

I can not believe the money was spent and Mr. Gallardón, but pay-renowned artists to do silly things (if anyone is passing by saw the dramatic center lavapiésy national security that understood. How you have paid the "artist" to put a few cards of colors on the front?), collapse of city buses reinforcement, museums open all night (this is the only thing I Like all this despropósithe elderly, few public schools that are on private, etc ...

A Gallardóny the other fills her mouth is talking about the cultural offerings of the city, all theaters, the Gran Via which is the Broadway of Madrid, if you are the greatest to dance, play ... if you want culture in Madrid, you have to pay and very expensive.

And I'm not worth a year ago, a night of self-congratulation, in which the budget is spent would be useful for a thousand things. Mr Gallardón, who in his other life was mole and Pharaoh, may lose their tag, but think the city for those who visit, not l

Registro Para Pro Show

Imagine you are sitting in bed, but well shot, trying to write the guy who was your boyfriend and now I know what it is, a farewell message that this whole joke that just grated heard on the radio that the world can end tomorrow. And all because a few scientists play balls occurred to them to make a giant particle accelerator, according to other scientists play balls, has the capacity and the likelihood of creating a black hole that eats everything the planet. Thus, at a time, light, and fuck all who are not me, hold me too, fuck everything.
So try to send something bonito the guy who was your boyfriend and do not know what it is, but as you know what you know to put costs. Because the issue is to take the opportunity to send you some cake like a joke but basically mean it. That is complicated, so you take an hour typing and suddenly nothing matters, it's too late, the world just now. By Toutatis that the sky is falling on our heads. Why is it sounds like, like giant pieces of a roof collapsing the entire wafer, exploding on the ground. When you look you realize it's only ice, hail, the size of marbles, maybe less. But look, as they fall, resounds throughout your room, your whole house. T try to call thisand goes out to the street and think "shit, first satellite, electricity now" when you are with the remote in hand to see if they are on TV news of the end of the world.
The adventure continues for a while that bastard hail continues to fall, crashing into the glass, closer to the window want to watch, but you dare not, because you're afraid of breaking and the window explodes face. And that's when you see the only option left to you, make you feel like a pellet, find a safe corner, darker the better.
is at this moment, when you find yourself wanting to regress to the state of a cockroach in which you realize that maybe, these exaggerating poquitín. Once you panic and think what happened to you glad. Damn, how alive you feel after doing both assholes.

Very Wet Watery Mucus

A heap of broken images, where, the sun beats , A heap of broken images where the sun shines And the dead tree
Gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, and the dead tree gives no shelter, no relief cricket
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only &bsp; of your shadow in the morning progresses
behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; or your shadow of dusk that rises to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust. ,   I will show you fear in a handful of dust.