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15.6.08

our stupid faces pleaseeee

Today's Father's Day and was fun.

First we got up .. not too early and veeeeeery hardly :S (SUNDAYYYY), I woke up and immediately prepared the gift to my dad (a cologne and a pretty pen). after all that I ordered my bedroom, shower, dressed, saw a movie that I love: ROCK STAR and we went walking to the Chinese Restaurant "Yong-Fa". I love going to that restaurant, the food is delicious and the place is beautiful. There is a kind of giant aquarium (I can't think of any other way to call it) where in addition to fish are some big turtles :). After that, and with a full stomach, we went to the mall to see clothes and shoes. Only buy shoes because we didn't like any clothes ¬¬. Go home and saw TV with my dad while my sister was on the computer. We saw Ripley's Believe Or Not (I love this program). It was going to start the match, Chile v/s Bolivia so it was my turn on the computer and here I am (hungry).

THE END,
this'll be the most stupid that I wrote and will write in my life

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Mientras mi guitarra dulcemente llora.

I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping; While my guitar gently weeps; I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping; Still my guitar gently weeps; I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love; I don't know how someone controlled you; They bought and sold you.
I look at the world and I notice it's turning; While my guitar gently weeps; With every mistake we must surely be learning; Still my guitar gently weeps; I don't know how you were diverted; You were perverted too; I don't know how you were inverted; No one alerted you.
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping; While my guitar gently weeps; Look at you all...Still my guitar gently weeps.

Blanca Reina.

So sad her eyes smiling dark eyes; So sad her eyes as it began; On such a breathless night as this; Upon my brow the lightest kiss; I walked alone. And all around the air did sway; My lady soon will stir this way; In sorrow known.
The white queen walks; And the night grows pale; Stars of lovingness in her hair; Heeding unheard pleading one word.
So sad my eyes she cannot see; How did thee fare, what have thee seen; The mother of the willow green; I call her name.
And 'neath her window have I stayed; I loved the footsteps that she made; And when she came.
White queen, how my heart did ache; And dry my lips, no word would make; So still I wait.
My goddess hear my darkest fear; I speak too late; It's for evermore that I wait; Dear friend goodbye; No tears in my eyes; So sad it ends as it began.