Friday, February 16, 2007

How To Make Triphala Tea

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Her name is Noel I have a dream about her She rings my bell ...



Sometimes things are combined and then one feels caught in the middle of a galactic conspiracy ... the explosive mixture of anti-Sere? Nightmare before + Teenage Dirtbag. Definitely fatal.
Not that yours truly has given the maturity in the '80s, but I think it's one of those things that remain the same but time goes by ... the same pre-written wink, wink equal to the pre-oral, equal to the amount of infinite concepts not learned during the 'years of age (forward, tell me who the fifth year has done at least two days saw ... even if I say I do not believe) to be learned in 'period of five days, the same as' liberating scream when you put your feet out of school after the oral ...

... it makes me melancholy T_T I loved the years of high school! ... No, not for material-___-... -___-... nor even to study for professors to OO .. the first cooked brilliant, that's why I went there and I'm still mad ...!
The first loves, first heartbeat, the first few times you live in the light of that great or cool as much pussy, obviously bigger than you, former boyfriend or girlfriend and you see how the 'little girl friend ... when you get up at 6 in the morning, you dress the way God, I'll knock off early Turin, even of 'winter, with -7 ° [and smears of ice in your hair +_+], aspects that he has entered, risking death by hypothermia, even when you saw and does not occur until the third hour, and sacrifice the first 10 minutes of the first hour because the devil, it is your joy in the morning (and evening before going to sleep for the sole purpose of waking up and going to school the next morning -__-), mica can precede the study to 'love!, come down in the yard at' range only to be able to see those 10 minutes on the cross, and wait another 2 hours of lessons, of course, just following those subjects that just will stimulate 'learning, otherwise they remain blissfully e gently nestles in the waves of your dreams (obviously about him, you and him, your marriage, your children and your grandchildren as well, because you are a woman and have already planned everything organized, from 'Engagement Ring brillocco 3 carats color of flowers to church, to 'university of your children [almeno3 because he knows, is a great steak, you've never tried it but you know, your sixth sense of a woman you will be sure XD] until the breed of dog you have when you retire, all day alone in your beautiful villa rustica, which you lovingly cook, pick the flowers and embroidery [O_o] and he promptly adjust something mechanical and complicated, because even at 70 years remained a genius [took 60 at the couple but was a genius, in fact, were the teachers who do not understand him U_U], with his grandchildren every Sunday they come to dinner, the golden retriever [a must for every reverie on the family] wagging happy playing with the cat [in practice half a farm], in short, the classic, beautiful and beautifully perfect family-Mulino Bianco) with eyes that exude devolution, at least until he gave a start to the inhuman scream of teacher shift that has noticed that his head right there you are, but you have not you noticed him or the fact that the lesson began, has been conducting and is also close to completion. Then

grow up and lose that magic on the street ... that deprimenzia

Here are T_T ... all triggered by a movie and a song, both at the right time, right place and in the right doses at the wrong time ... or, in the wrong place and wrong dose, then depends on how one takes it and if he lives.
If you take the flight check a smile, if you take the teeth ... well, that's a whole 'other story.

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