Blepharitis Out Of The Blue

lost childhood

How did things change so fast? 21 years but I only remember a childhood now lost by the children of this generation.

of my childhood memories are made of bicycle racing, the skinned knees, grass stains on white pants, socks that stung on Sunday, walls scrawled, boxes full of snails, colored chalk, a red toy car where you go how many miles you do, say-do-kiss-letter-testament, ambarabaccicicoccò three owls on the dresser, who who is out is out and under and under, witch controls color what color you want, of pajamas that are scratching and dog after a bath in the doll's pram, with icicles in 200lire, feet blacks, creams geranium mosquito , runs back to her aunt's chicken (with slide from record imagine what), climbing on top of all the trees of the garden, afternoons spent to collect the "bruscandoli" with her grandmother (who made me hot tea even at 5 summer, which put the drawings into the pockets of the apron and that he always held his handkerchief into the sleeve of her sweater, who gave me the 200 pounds of hidden ice cream when I was bathing and she filled me talcum powder)

I remember that summer it was impossible to keep me at home. At the turn of my beautiful pink bike was doing around the square in front of the house until he came all the children of the neighborhood and then on. Race start of the day, hide and seek, staircase, witch controls color, lupomangiafrutta, indoor and dolls on the lawn, and endless "let's pretend."

I mixed more land me in my set of pans that battered the mortar the builders of my house. It falls than you collect? I came home with a broken head or chin, or swollen leg limping, on time for tears, and when my mother took out the disinfectant Well I would have preferred to pretend it never happened niente.Quanto burning. When I was on the point then ... despair! But the next day to show off the wound of war was an achievement! Of all the children of the neighborhood we had so many points that could make up the tablecloth of white windmill! We played with everything and everyone!

Today when I do the animation animator summer I realize how things have changed! They often do not offer group games because they do not know. The girls of 10 years playing at the models (all with the phone already) and the kids are tournaments with cards cartoons. They prefer the air-conditioning, TV and the Game Boy for a day of sun and outdoor play. Often lack coordination, even for movements simple. Children who can not do somersaults and even want to try.

How did things change so fast?

Make A Plastic Tobogan Fast

Waking up in attic

There are people that have that smell. Fragrance that is just them. What

touch you when you're close and hugs when the sweeps.

What you hear in their car, their home and who does not follow the footsteps of anyone except his own.

What nobody has been able to incorporate into a colored bottle, with some French name, but it's there.

that fills your lungs, you bouncing in my head and I messed up the memories slips between her lips, making it appear that smile that you keep your eyes closed a little longer.
That fragrance of "wake up in the attic and see that it is Sunday" because still with eyes closed, hugging the sheets, smell and feel that you know that belongs only to that person, who lives in the loft that smells of him.

Santa Clara County Cad

Gym I love you but I hate

Cara Gym
You have seduced us with your donations missed, your one thousand courses, shining your tools, the personal trainer from thigh flap and instructors / long-smile / and tattooed now I learned that? I
I gave body and soul to support your cause, I sacrificed cotechino Christmas, panettone last, the witch's candy, pancakes, carnival, and now I'm making room for the easter egg just to make you happy! Cara
gym do I have to just say I love you but hate you!
Last night I cheated on you! I did not had to do! In the course of 19 gag of the new instructor I was murdered by blows to the buttocks exercises for the legs, abdomen normal, straight, sunny, slanted, carp, mortals! (Today I have the post-gag syndrome is widespread among the members to gyms like mine)
After that I did discover a new shade of red on my cheeks, I tried to challenge it Tapirulan type that inflate with the pump in the locker room (and nearly unconscious), I raised the small weights front of the mirror stop making faces contorted in pain (or at least I've got tested) still make me suffer so and I do not reveal the secret of dell'istruttrice step that does not allow a single drop of Pearl's face and we soon we have to put the sign "CAUTION, wet floor, the danger of slipping ?
I decided to follow the course of FitBox ... You think! and think well of all'istruttrice step and the type of Tapirulan ! It does not end here!

Emulater Zone For Mac

Welcome to my small staff and Wonderland!

Please ... Take a seat. Oops, sorry, do not pay attention to the disorder. I moved recently. By
Yes, I have to say I'm quite happy with the new system. Yes it is still tiny and bare, perhaps there is some work to do here and there, but you'll see that pretty unravel when the boxes and give a nice clean. Oh
eye not to trip ... hurt?!? eh I'm the owner has left me bundle of papers to sign ... na ******* who will not tell you ... Mrs. Queen of Hearts who wants the rent in advance for the month. I'll break the piggy ceramic. You say that if I make a cake and gave it to leave me at the door gets sweeter?! no eh?! I figured ... there that the heart has it only in name. He would play poker as well her mom if he could. The other day I caught that was at odds with the owner of the restaurant on the corner, "the rabbit hole," because he was wrong to give the rest of 1Cent. Luckily that guy who spoke a little crazy with that huge hat color. Truly an eccentric, does the Hatter by profession but I do not know what business will go well because I always see him sitting outside his shop unlikely sipping his tea. Oh I forgot ... I was invited to a party in my honor. I'll tell you, I do not know what is celebrated but says that it will be fun ... come from? There will also be the my neighbor. I do not know anything about her, aside from the fact that a white cat who loves to paint pink and black stripes, and every so often (perhaps too), let it slide out of the house. Invariably Gattaca that jumps on my tiny balcony and I combine all the colors ... NOOOOOOOO .... Via Via ... there it was him. E 'already the second vessel that makes me fall below. Look at that nose, it almost seems that if you enjoy it made me despair ... damn!! Oh
rather ... we hope it has not arrived at the head of anyone pot of basil. That's exactly. All right?!? Nooo ... one of the twins is lying on the ground. You say that the mother take it? It 's a Viking that ... I breaks all the bones! Pour the other remains which is virtually identical right? ... Oh no no here! is raising again! fiu, escaped tragedy!
I told you? Ah yes, my personal wonderland. Well now I'm a bit of a hurry. We will tell you that soon ok? Kisses.