FINAL PROJECT
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jueves, 28 de julio de 2011
viernes, 8 de julio de 2011
LA MANO INVISIBLE
This story happened to a girl about eighteen years, as I confessed, had little fear. And I admire, but I know that this was not the only story. Call it Lorraine.
Ever, in the family of Lorraine had happened to their brethren had stroked her hair, pushed back or even ... The night happened to this brief episode Lorena slept alone. Shared a room with her little sister, but she was not.
She hugged the pillow, giving in to sleep, his face stretched toward the ceiling. The pillow was grabbed by his left arm, and there permació all the time.
When sleep was beginning to happen:
A thud below your navel and above her pubis was awakened suddenly. Almost got up but did not, just lay still looking around and analyzing everything: the pillow was not, was clutching his left ... I was alone, no one had time to enter, and then hit out ...
Think and remember another episode, when the weekend had gone with friends to celebrate a weekend in a house in the middle Icona a mountain of Ayora. Everyone would be at the top of tripis, but she did not. He had his, but did not take it, you just saved.
The house was two rooms where they slept, a large room where the floor lying on a mattress of a bunk bed and wooden, and the lounge, where you thought the fun run.
Least one partner who left the room, the rest remained in the room taking tripis, smoking dope and drinking alcohol. The party would not end until the next day. Lorraine, for some reason, did nothing about it and decided to go to sleep.
It was not comfortable lying there with that partner, while not doing anything, do seek some privacy, but for some reason that neither she knew, Lorraine decided to lie down in a corner of the bunk, his body stuck to the wood, arms bent in the direction of his head, hardly a single hole through which anyone could do what he did, touching his chest.
Could not remember if it was the left or right when she told me, but did remember the feeling of panic you felt. Something had touched his chest as if you love him, and there was no space between your arms to achieve such a feat.
This story happened to a girl about eighteen years, as I confessed, had little fear. And I admire, but I know that this was not the only story. Call it Lorraine.
Ever, in the family of Lorraine had happened to their brethren had stroked her hair, pushed back or even ... The night happened to this brief episode Lorena slept alone. Shared a room with her little sister, but she was not.
She hugged the pillow, giving in to sleep, his face stretched toward the ceiling. The pillow was grabbed by his left arm, and there permació all the time.
When sleep was beginning to happen:
A thud below your navel and above her pubis was awakened suddenly. Almost got up but did not, just lay still looking around and analyzing everything: the pillow was not, was clutching his left ... I was alone, no one had time to enter, and then hit out ...
Think and remember another episode, when the weekend had gone with friends to celebrate a weekend in a house in the middle Icona a mountain of Ayora. Everyone would be at the top of tripis, but she did not. He had his, but did not take it, you just saved.
The house was two rooms where they slept, a large room where the floor lying on a mattress of a bunk bed and wooden, and the lounge, where you thought the fun run.
Least one partner who left the room, the rest remained in the room taking tripis, smoking dope and drinking alcohol. The party would not end until the next day. Lorraine, for some reason, did nothing about it and decided to go to sleep.
It was not comfortable lying there with that partner, while not doing anything, do seek some privacy, but for some reason that neither she knew, Lorraine decided to lie down in a corner of the bunk, his body stuck to the wood, arms bent in the direction of his head, hardly a single hole through which anyone could do what he did, touching his chest.
Could not remember if it was the left or right when she told me, but did remember the feeling of panic you felt. Something had touched his chest as if you love him, and there was no space between your arms to achieve such a feat.
CRIME SCENE: DETECTIVES
During the riot in Los Angeles, army and police had to work together to contain spoilers, with their different strategies. A thief had entered a shop and was quietly stealing, someone called the police and an officer went without getting close to the store because he shot the inside, so I called for reinforcements. Overall, they sent a squad of marines.
The police prepare for a race to the door and told his colleagues "cover me". ("cover me" in the original). The problem is that this verb is not the same for police for the Marines, the police wanted to say that would merely point to the threat, and shoot if anything happened. But the Marines understand that they must mow the store to not pass anything.
Well, when the police told them to cease fire, the Marines had 178 empty magazines, said quickly. Meanwhile, the chorizo had used the store's phone to call police and say that surrender.
sábado, 28 de mayo de 2011
about food
sushi is my favorite food because I love having a crisp flavor and look a little like butter and the like all weekend with my family with sweet juices...
Poem Mother's Day
I want to thank
you are in my life.
I know I can count on you
in difficult times
you know I can
share my joys,
and I know our friendship
is based on mutual love.
You're my Mom and my friend
is the most precious treasure,
that eternally grateful to God.
Thanks for filling my life
with such happiness.
I love you Mom!
you are in my life.
I know I can count on you
in difficult times
you know I can
share my joys,
and I know our friendship
is based on mutual love.
You're my Mom and my friend
is the most precious treasure,
that eternally grateful to God.
Thanks for filling my life
with such happiness.
I love you Mom!
viernes, 6 de mayo de 2011
CLASS
(Akon): Konvict music (oh yeah)
(Michael): Yeah
This life don't last forever
(Hold my hand)
So tell me what we're waiting for
(Hold my hand)
We're better off being together
(Hold my hand)
Being miserable alone
(Hold my hand)
(Together):
Cause I been there before and you've been there before, But together we can be alright. (alright) (yeah)
Cause when it gets dark and when it gets cold we hold Each other till we see the sunlight.
So if you just hold my hand, baby, I promise that I'll do all I can
Things will get better if you just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.
Akon:
The nights are gettin' darker (darker)
(Hold my hand)
And there's no peace inside (inside)
(Hold my hand)
So why make our lives harder
(Hold my hand)
By fighting love tonight
(So hold...)
(Together):
Cause I been there before and you've been there before, But together we can be alright. (alright)
Cause when it gets dark and when it gets cold we hold Each other till we see the sunlight. (ooh yeah)
So if you just hold my hand, baby, I promise that I'll do all I can
Things will get better if you just hold my hand (yeah)
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.
Bridge:
I can tell that you're tired of being lonely (yeah)
Take my hand don't let go, baby, hold me (yeah)
Come to me and let me be your one and only (hold my hand)
Cause I can make it alright till the morning. (hold my hand)
I can tell that you're tired of being lonely (hold my hand)
Take my hand don't let go, baby, hold me (hold me)
Come to me and let me be your one and only (one and only)
Cause I can make it alright till the morning. (hold my hand)
Hold my hand, (yeah) baby, I promise that I'll do all I can (hold my hand)
Things will get better if you just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand
Hold my hand, (yeah) baby, (yeah) I promise that I'll do all I can (hold my hand)
Things will get better if you just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you just hold, hold my, hold, hold my, hoold my hand, hold my hand.
You are not alone in this journey.. So as the song goes.. Hold my hand.. let's hold our hands...
Keep on Shining Love and Peace!!!
Doris3m
welcome to my blog
In this blog I will post my school homework for Level 5. I will use it to practice writing, listening, speaking and reading. Also, i will share it with my classmates and people from the world.
Hi, there! My name is jose niño but you can call me niño much better. I'm from venezuela. I live in maracaibo, northern . I'm 19 years old and I study electronics engineering at URBE. My favorite subjects are electrical circuits and programming . This trimester I am taking 7 classes and I am in the fifth quarter
I love listening to music, dancing, drawing, talking with my friends, white chocolate, chinese food, hot dog and others foods more. I love my family too.
I hate violence, war, injustice, listening to vallenato and bachata. in discussions of political hatred, the lies and that ignore me.
my dream is to become a good musician, instrumentalist . Of course, I want to graduate from electrical engineering and be a good Electronic board designer. I also want to learn to speak, French and Egyptian. I’d love to work in an important company or create my own company and buy a house. have a nice car and house, and then married.
About English, I love . I think English is very important in the life. I listen to music, watch TV and watch movies in English. It’s a good exercise. I also chat on the facebook and have friends in many countries. I can write well but I have difficulty in oral activities, I find it hard to capture the information in English. I need to practice more. The most easy for me is in the pronunciation. I want to practice in class and out of class, too. I hope I can make a lot of friends and practice speaking in this class
Hi, there! My name is jose niño but you can call me niño much better. I'm from venezuela. I live in maracaibo, northern . I'm 19 years old and I study electronics engineering at URBE. My favorite subjects are electrical circuits and programming . This trimester I am taking 7 classes and I am in the fifth quarter
I love listening to music, dancing, drawing, talking with my friends, white chocolate, chinese food, hot dog and others foods more. I love my family too.
I hate violence, war, injustice, listening to vallenato and bachata. in discussions of political hatred, the lies and that ignore me.
my dream is to become a good musician, instrumentalist . Of course, I want to graduate from electrical engineering and be a good Electronic board designer. I also want to learn to speak, French and Egyptian. I’d love to work in an important company or create my own company and buy a house. have a nice car and house, and then married.
About English, I love . I think English is very important in the life. I listen to music, watch TV and watch movies in English. It’s a good exercise. I also chat on the facebook and have friends in many countries. I can write well but I have difficulty in oral activities, I find it hard to capture the information in English. I need to practice more. The most easy for me is in the pronunciation. I want to practice in class and out of class, too. I hope I can make a lot of friends and practice speaking in this class
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