tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75803244040955026902024-02-19T21:10:00.034+02:00The Girl Next DoorI think we all have a bit of "Girl Next Door" inside of us !BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-52012202859644590572011-01-16T11:59:00.002+02:002011-01-16T12:19:46.467+02:00Thank You So Much !<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I can be 16 only one time in my life at the 16th of January, and so because of that I feel so happy and blessed who remembers me on that wonderful day. I am so thankful. I love you all so much and you give me the strength to carry on ! ^^</div><div><br /></div><div>Take Care and have a wonderful 16th January,</div><div>Your GirlNextDoor who is now really 16 :)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://www.wondercomments.com/thank_you/thank_you_comment_21.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 335px;" border="0" alt="" /></div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-81586252519067902832010-12-18T14:20:00.004+02:002010-12-18T14:29:13.324+02:00Decorading room<div>Today I planned to decorate my room to bring some Christmas spirit into it. Also I will be making some gingerbreads and afterwards decorating them as well ! :)</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJN7H49P0vrF58C4iMGegIDVpdDqTYY0DqR43IC13BLhmkq827_zSFMQrjlAXZyzEokxdLNEZFidp0GCJf-umFks8_K9gOaO0MGUBb7riXxQOtrQ8Fi1x3zJK6GOobf3SMWKG6nhV0lc/s1600/IMG_0996.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJN7H49P0vrF58C4iMGegIDVpdDqTYY0DqR43IC13BLhmkq827_zSFMQrjlAXZyzEokxdLNEZFidp0GCJf-umFks8_K9gOaO0MGUBb7riXxQOtrQ8Fi1x3zJK6GOobf3SMWKG6nhV0lc/s320/IMG_0996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551997920500167890" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEFi6_Ha-rWDdHmcxTcnJP910rgj6z0espEhQOgqWw4eArL_mJkBCq7WcW1aMbxe-eLev4RYWR3nnEtpz5V24fy_AhTSOxPOO4c4x3MxsjR4goxQmd3OqOPhydnonKEAScfwSEbHoJb3g/s1600/IMG_0992.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtt0hUGvlFSdgk-zVKW9It0GX9MlIp5xhq7p-_Yb7valsvZe9_nWmIGkMuIgw7TyC5J3-MbjG0rOjVjNWWLeg4ipNiFDPvkEK2hlB0nnA-gpNg052XPsqZsNCPM7Z-nS2dNTEquS2b4ig/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551997651633181426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyu7gNdTAojbCVL__kT0bwKbKkwrAUzC7gAl5HjyOb82q5myohWuqIKnEZOYFOMOeEy8m3_71kpIIyjsEBvizNUsJLvW70Ue4XGjhj278qY-FUUogFENJVVtEEZD1SsUU3G2JYK3DP7n0/s1600/IMG_0985.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyu7gNdTAojbCVL__kT0bwKbKkwrAUzC7gAl5HjyOb82q5myohWuqIKnEZOYFOMOeEy8m3_71kpIIyjsEBvizNUsJLvW70Ue4XGjhj278qY-FUUogFENJVVtEEZD1SsUU3G2JYK3DP7n0/s320/IMG_0985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551997644863730434" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjczcAz-7zg7_ytW89dkmllvRXMQCv6d8DubqT2e0jSU43JnQHO4QzJ_MNew9ms_SfO9_XLDbVs3_mC2n3qAMJpPjfhFeHsdDkztrMAk5HfRvYqwZpBSqsIxKkPmxREaDPh9lnn2NuOB7g/s1600/IMG_0984.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9qTVu6rKJLxfZQjSLvtXt0y43QKWhMcZHaMvKyW0gTWxoRlcuuENs79eSYbraoZXQyNsJozdnViE7wT17Pi9u1rnGmJ5Fw8QWtKodNnlry-TgxGg-wI4Mw8hL5Gi-N-XcWURz0xmTzIU/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551997639066589042" /></a><br /><br /><div>Enjoy Christmas time and spread the spirit ! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Your,</div><div>GirlNextDoor</div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-26324880672959071462010-12-17T16:06:00.004+02:002010-12-17T16:26:28.708+02:00Christmas CardsToday I was writing some Christmas cards for my family and friends to spread the Christmas joy. It's only a week away from Christmas Eve, and I am going to do some preparations. First thing was writing Christmas cards, the second would be decorating my new room into Christmas mood. I want to do some research on poems, but I think I would not have the time to learn them by heart, but it's still and improvement if I would at least find some great ones !<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFUaDhl__Tsu-s_N-wtNo8035KhjAget3d84UTwr9k3pb2GASpcnMlx9j4oc4H1Gcum33_2cEnlCs_hW_LdCOJE_D0OgJkJEundD9GZMPGyVJF_p8o-rtG-I58p28l89bM18zhfVL58qo/s1600/IMG_0968.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFUaDhl__Tsu-s_N-wtNo8035KhjAget3d84UTwr9k3pb2GASpcnMlx9j4oc4H1Gcum33_2cEnlCs_hW_LdCOJE_D0OgJkJEundD9GZMPGyVJF_p8o-rtG-I58p28l89bM18zhfVL58qo/s320/IMG_0968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655707243490930" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This one goes to Postcrossing </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtu6yP5Mwph4VVYS4OHOB2wwrRWN4rYx3zSklGCRQxYQ-sq3457tVIaoq-8vZQEoDTfgNppNQRpCV4axZumfURBEVHn3ziZ-IqbRv3_QlYpPPjITlYpXHfrG0T_GEgLEWPdFNWNIGaMTU/s1600/IMG_0967.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtu6yP5Mwph4VVYS4OHOB2wwrRWN4rYx3zSklGCRQxYQ-sq3457tVIaoq-8vZQEoDTfgNppNQRpCV4axZumfURBEVHn3ziZ-IqbRv3_QlYpPPjITlYpXHfrG0T_GEgLEWPdFNWNIGaMTU/s320/IMG_0967.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655700763097618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This one also goes to Postcrossing :)</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSjNBFNFm855koXuO4O5zRB4nbA_XlXMt2OYQtxgiog6oB70pjh7HMASN4bXw5HEQgAkdh-831XnL0DrOpDFH4GD763v1sCfCaN5377yIgPO48zyddGhgCuXUvg6P3b7oWou0WRAQAUs/s1600/IMG_0966.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSjNBFNFm855koXuO4O5zRB4nbA_XlXMt2OYQtxgiog6oB70pjh7HMASN4bXw5HEQgAkdh-831XnL0DrOpDFH4GD763v1sCfCaN5377yIgPO48zyddGhgCuXUvg6P3b7oWou0WRAQAUs/s320/IMG_0966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655702110757938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">These are going to my dear friends with muffins :D</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipeXpsWF5Ya2SOZb5ulZm-bB20zICO-pMujpQg6vF5ZZLgApBvsUxoqwV8gu332lPOk-YeOm5xJgzoEB6Gup51MiQXMqM05xa5Kq7YW_Twdr5rX0j4x591I_eUVMRB6fjAdBCurFDVHdA/s1600/IMG_0965.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipeXpsWF5Ya2SOZb5ulZm-bB20zICO-pMujpQg6vF5ZZLgApBvsUxoqwV8gu332lPOk-YeOm5xJgzoEB6Gup51MiQXMqM05xa5Kq7YW_Twdr5rX0j4x591I_eUVMRB6fjAdBCurFDVHdA/s320/IMG_0965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655695999655506" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This one goes to my dearest friend with also a muffin </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7BeiFPsFYLgjbEyxJ79nfG4OT55u5UE-hRr-ygrHuzDKoYBr2J9ZrwOOdyXN2jvkJ8Br4GIeu11W-sqPvMU7-F6snqLko3m-qVsc3irlVHpZ7g8zhKya_qiuDVxeyr3sDIkfeyXf9JYo/s1600/IMG_0964.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7BeiFPsFYLgjbEyxJ79nfG4OT55u5UE-hRr-ygrHuzDKoYBr2J9ZrwOOdyXN2jvkJ8Br4GIeu11W-sqPvMU7-F6snqLko3m-qVsc3irlVHpZ7g8zhKya_qiuDVxeyr3sDIkfeyXf9JYo/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655362778593426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I really haven't decided yet :)</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBuFto5wGdioU26o3q3UwDZ3_X2X2at37OY8oKbL02YtoKd4quxe_Z_eaD2SGpCze5_hkWJfeP-ME_Rn9VVuvY7SU8HgKVV5Yyjktjcax1tF8KoJHneCvvxjdcjEu2RvLjANqfJTyJ9E/s1600/IMG_0962.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBuFto5wGdioU26o3q3UwDZ3_X2X2at37OY8oKbL02YtoKd4quxe_Z_eaD2SGpCze5_hkWJfeP-ME_Rn9VVuvY7SU8HgKVV5Yyjktjcax1tF8KoJHneCvvxjdcjEu2RvLjANqfJTyJ9E/s320/IMG_0962.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655355189563442" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This one goes to my First (Town) Grandma</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfy0lTjGsNSqH6GchAwz2Pk3o6SOAwJ3yOqaYffet9r2wJnFbNUgtx0pfz8jzZlpLXjzuXSt3GkAEJIE4vrj6AqY8uwC1u8UD0SfvKg1d9E0ySBhT5c9pysdo345GtnN8du2KHtceI_AI/s1600/IMG_0960.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfy0lTjGsNSqH6GchAwz2Pk3o6SOAwJ3yOqaYffet9r2wJnFbNUgtx0pfz8jzZlpLXjzuXSt3GkAEJIE4vrj6AqY8uwC1u8UD0SfvKg1d9E0ySBhT5c9pysdo345GtnN8du2KHtceI_AI/s320/IMG_0960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655355355912754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This one goes to my Second (Country) Grandma </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEWncM2FVX0nUuJsqGKcGZ05eYSiFtn6Yi_IHOqm7qKW1C08ZpWVJarcKQ76f6jalW2YNfHhfQJTHohnVcWRaHiTFsNysrSEK9JFns58D2wz089kU0PZgi5jqMI3BMjGflK8x1mG-HoY/s1600/IMG_0958.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEWncM2FVX0nUuJsqGKcGZ05eYSiFtn6Yi_IHOqm7qKW1C08ZpWVJarcKQ76f6jalW2YNfHhfQJTHohnVcWRaHiTFsNysrSEK9JFns58D2wz089kU0PZgi5jqMI3BMjGflK8x1mG-HoY/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655347917853970" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This one goes to my great-aunt</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqtSaGVYSqrrjqQRmIgFivteRcy1sQ51sis-LTQ-wdbOLXgqZOiB1th7Csc2Zpuv3rcV402DGC2WOTkkMZ016ta90DC51whFBI4UJLqBei_4rdeGxUOWOMfyqPsdn8kKwzRasKUMKR2M/s1600/IMG_0956.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqtSaGVYSqrrjqQRmIgFivteRcy1sQ51sis-LTQ-wdbOLXgqZOiB1th7Csc2Zpuv3rcV402DGC2WOTkkMZ016ta90DC51whFBI4UJLqBei_4rdeGxUOWOMfyqPsdn8kKwzRasKUMKR2M/s320/IMG_0956.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551655347742088002" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This last card goes also to Postcrossing-to UK !!! :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">If you wonder why I don't do cards to my mum and dad, then the answer would be that I see them everyday and they just don't care about cards so much like others.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Have a Merry Christmas,</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Your GirlNextDoor</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-45911709990619704262010-12-10T16:12:00.006+02:002010-12-10T17:27:54.176+02:00Movie Review<div style="text-align: justify;">My parents were gone and I was sitting all alone in the living room with 4 DVD-s. I had only one day to watch all of them. So I immediately sit on the big pillow and started my movie marathon.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The first movie was the well-known, famous, "you-have-to-see-it" <b>"Inception."</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Storyline: </b>Dom Cobb(Leonardo DiCaprio) were a man who could steal any secret from you when you sleep. But after he failed on his mission he was declared wanted by the corporation who hired him. To get rid of them and his charges, and see his children in USA, he had to complete a impossible mission to plant an Inception (an idea) to another person's head. So he</div><div> "grabs" together a team and then the action begins.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><b>My opinion: </b>At first the movie was a bit confusing. I couldn't catch up with the storyline, because it was all so complicated. But when the movie went on I conce</div><div>ntrated more and finally started to understand what the characters were talking about. The movie was 2 hours long, so it started to get a bit boring in the middle, but at the end the solution</div><div> came fast. Overall the movie was great but I think they would have managed to make it with</div><div> only one hour. </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi07gJAMLdayHlJAnO3c_lJyzH_VvUS9a6QVOO9ID5MTNfVqEOUp6iVp-0Kiw34zKYPnp5_sThg35iIb5HZ_uNdInR2NnXjCdS_KmWR9C4NFKBJDxULNKFLbWtzEotcEleSyQ9J20geGTg/s1600/Inception+Banner+2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 725px; height: 363px;" border="0" alt="" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The second movie was with Ashton Kutcher and Katherine Heigl "<b>Ki</b><b>llers"</b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Storyline: </b>Spencer (Ashton Kutcher) was an assassin hired by the government to kill dangerous people. Jen (Katherine Heigl) was a normal girl , who had gone on a vacation to France with his mom and dad. The two of them met, fell in love, and Spencer quit his job, although Jen didn't know anything about his job. After 3 years of marriage suddenly everyone who Spence knew started to kill him, because someone had put a reward worth of 20 million pounds, for Spence's dead body. So he and his wife had to fight to stay alive.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>My opinion: </b>It was a great action movie with a bit of humor. It was a really nice surprise to see Ashton in a assassin role, fighting with villains. Katherine did a good job and she was really funny. The movie reminded a bit "Knight and Day" where the main character had to fight with the bad guys, because they wanted to kill him, and had to run away from them with a gorgeous girl who he finally fell in love.</div><div>This movie was actually better than "Inception" because it wasn't so long and complicated.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/killers.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 535px; height: 295px;" border="0" alt="" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The third movie was <b>"Pride & Prejudice"</b> starring with Keira Knightley</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Storyline: </b> The main character Elizabeth did not want to get married. She had 4 sisters and her parents were constantly trying to get them into marriage with a rich man. Lizzy met a bit arrogant man in one ball. She said that she hated him, but afterwards she began to see how generous and deep the man really were. So the movie talks mostly about how they found each other and finally married.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><b>My opinion: </b>That movie was touching and beautiful. I really loved the nature and landscapes. Also the soundtrack was enchanting. I really liked how the main character talked about love, poems, and how she spoke with the people around her. The man who she fell in love was very deep and mysterious. The actor was perfect for that role. The tension between these two characters were really tense, like you could almost touch it. The movie was also 2 hours but it didn't got boring, confusing or too long for that. The movie makers could not make the movie shorter because, then the point would get lost.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://pinartarhan.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/pride_and_prejudice1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 432px;" border="0" alt="" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The final movie was <b>"Letters to Juliet"</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Storyline: </b>Young writer named Sophia went on an early honeymoon vacation with his fiance. Sophia found an old love letter from the wall in Juliet's home garden. She reads it through and helps the woman who write it to find her true love. The old woman has a grandson who falls in love with Sophie, and Sophie falls in love with him. At the end they finally get together and the old woman finds her true love.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>My opinion: </b>The movie "crawled" right at the top of my favorite movies of all time, next to "Titanic". It was wonderful, the landscapes, soundtrack, characters atmosphere-It was all there. It really amazed me and I cried as much in "Titanic". I don't have anything more to say because it was really a good movie and I will recommend it to everyone.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://a1608.g.akamai.net/7/1608/1174/2010510123236/www.movietickets.com/images/common/panels/juliet_editorial_650x300_rr.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" /></div><div><br /></div><div>These were the 4 movies what I watched today. Leave your own opinion in the comments right below. </div><div><br /></div><div>Take Care,</div><div>GirlNextDoor</div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-69158313193978993582010-11-03T17:16:00.003+02:002010-11-03T17:59:06.148+02:00Merapi Volcano erupts lava again !<div style="text-align: left;">Indonesia volcano Merapi erupts lava again. Scientists say that the volcano can be active for weeks. Since 1548. Merapi has been active 68 times. In 1992 Merapi erupted again what lasted for 10 years. </div><div style="text-align: left;">This year the volcano was first active at 26 October.Visibility in the city was limited to about 10 to 15 meters and people in the city wore masks or handkerchiefs over their faces. The medical officials say that the volcano killed at least 36 people and injured 25 when it exploded. The European Commission offered 1.5 million euros ($2.1 million) to help the victims of nature disasters.</div><div><br /></div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://s.ohtuleht.ee/multimedia/images/000187/33ea29e8-6dc0-4f6b-8a87-d3f9fd1dfcaf.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 655px;" border="0" alt="" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And I will add a video address (I can't upload it) from CNN where you can hear and see more of the volcano:</div></div></div><div><a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/asiapcf/10/29/indonesia.volcano/index.html?eref=ft">http://edition.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/asiapcf/10/29/indonesia.volcano/index.html?eref=ft</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Also Indonesia has gone through some rough times lately , like 7.5 magnitude earthquake what caused Tsunami. </div><div><br /></div><div>We should all light a candle for those people who were killed and be thankful of that we live in a safe country !</div><div><br /></div><div>Take Care,</div><div>Your GirlNextDoor</div><div><br /></div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-88032987377172164722010-10-20T11:25:00.004+03:002010-10-21T14:37:55.209+03:00The circle of Daily Life<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I saw a funny sketch the other day what I instantly wanted to share that with you !</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFarv-EnqoVLLeuKMPZghEcwsSqnuh4wC8MUl1GNu6z4KTYk8vKm7ERRsDJPysiFKBv9n9CWUyqPjOlng6XvOR2Sy5t_5W6-NbhrnWqMvZ7-9tu8D-uzylH4aSlDcLjxEYDEjeo6XI0s/s400/dailylife.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530042002385285858" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Take Care,</div><div>Birgit</div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-25761646322847570542010-10-20T11:04:00.004+03:002010-12-17T16:27:48.690+02:00Still I Rise..<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Today I stumbled on a great poet Maya Angelou, who was born is St. Louis, Missouri. <div>I liked her poems right away. They meant something and touched my heart. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Still I rise </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">You may write me down in history</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; ">With your bitter, twisted lies,</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;">You may trod me in the very dirt</div><div style="text-align: center;">But still, like dust, I'll rise.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Does my sassiness upset you?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why are you beset with gloom?</div><div style="text-align: center;">'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pumping in my living room.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Just like moons and like suns,</div><div style="text-align: center;">With the certainty of tides,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just like hopes springing high,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Still I'll rise.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Did you want to see me broken?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bowed head and lowered eyes?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shoulders falling down like teardrops.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Weakened by my soulful cries.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Does my haughtiness offend you?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't you take it awful hard</div><div style="text-align: center;">'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines</div><div style="text-align: center;">Diggin' in my own back yard.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You may shoot me with you</div><div style="text-align: center;">r words,</div><div style="text-align: center;">You may cut me with your eyes,</div><div style="text-align: center;">You may kill me with your hatefulness,</div><div style="text-align: center;">But still, like air, I'll rise.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Does my sexiness upset you?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Does it come as a surprise</div><div style="text-align: center;">That I dance like I've got diamonds</div><div style="text-align: center;">At the meeting of my thighs?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Out of the huts of hi</div><div style="text-align: center;">story's shame</div><div style="text-align: center;">I rise</div><div style="text-align: center;">Up from a past that's rooted in pain</div><div style="text-align: center;">I rise</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Leaving behind nights of terror and fear</div><div style="text-align: center;">I rise</div><div style="text-align: center;">Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear</div><div style="text-align: center;">I rise</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am the dream and th</div><div style="text-align: center;">e hope of the slave.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I rise</div><div style="text-align: center;">I rise</div><div style="text-align: center;">I rise.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9ZuYAbz3-9JYD1ab_ykFfgH52YxoyG9_JmbVH1HIrMCzdyqGPxQzYDdEK-mT3gtqD_AH3HF7-XQhcVt7vYf3vFHYg8kNJjHreDoDNVHOl8tjoDFs3PndFjjJ69ZrG5PEWfCp7yINlwgE/s320/reaching+for+the+stars.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530041229451374754" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Georgia, serif; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; "><div>Take Care,</div><div>your GirlNextDoor</div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-82649751936443594082010-10-03T20:52:00.003+03:002010-10-20T11:02:45.413+03:00Be Natural, Be Yourself !<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhSdP4uSYdZzRiv7zGuuLu-eTRzr5lbsHH8rHLFcx4p8NfioruKzfWhpPMyL5wPoKjNRu_20PhDQbW_mhRKgYysNVgfA0CWBfSl2ir6gE3J-biVRFGZGpScnh_BKXri0ROyQTpHOJMJY/s1600/be+yourself.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhSdP4uSYdZzRiv7zGuuLu-eTRzr5lbsHH8rHLFcx4p8NfioruKzfWhpPMyL5wPoKjNRu_20PhDQbW_mhRKgYysNVgfA0CWBfSl2ir6gE3J-biVRFGZGpScnh_BKXri0ROyQTpHOJMJY/s320/be+yourself.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530035581292386610" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Let it go and be spontaneous,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Experience no going or staying,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Accord with your nature, unite with the Way,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wander at ease, without vexation. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> -<i>Fredric L. Rice</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">I am not going to write a long speech about how to be yourself, because I know that all of you know what to do. </div><div style="text-align: left;">I just want to remind you that how important is to know who you are and not to pretend to be someone else. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Being someone you are not suffocates your true YOU, and by that time you realize that you don't know who you are, theres a long way going back to the beginning. It's hard to go back and memorize where you choose the wrong path. When you have managed to get there start thinking about why you chanced yourself, what or who was the reason, do you feel better now, are you pleased with who you are?</div><div style="text-align: left;">When you have answered these questions then I hope you almost got the picture what's wrong. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">We addend to copy famous people like: models, actors, singer who are not like us. They are pimped up their looks, and if you want to achieve it you have to go to Hollywood, where everything is fake. It's impossible to look like them, because you can't chance the way you look, the way you talk, or do things. If you try do to that, your life seems like a doll's life, dead and sad.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I think that no one wants to live in a box, like the famous people do. The have certain standards what they have to follow. We are not forced to live in a cage. We can do all the things we want to. Eat what we want to, wear, sing, draw, read what we want to. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Don't ever forget that we are free when we are ourselves and not someone else, because we live the way we want to, and we achieve these dreams what we are planned by ourselves.</div><div style="text-align: left;">If you think you have flaws than think about that no one is perfect and we all have something what we don't like. Don't try to hide it, just live with it, and make the flaws beautiful, because we all are beautiful inside out when we live NATURAL and not trying to be fake !</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Always with you, </div><div style="text-align: left;">your GirlNextDoor</div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-88992844352401759462010-09-15T19:56:00.007+03:002010-09-15T21:35:27.353+03:00Some posts from LGMH, MLIA, and Six Billion Secrets..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/2143482916_8246798fea.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 496px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/2143482916_8246798fea.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I was reading these pages today and some of the posts were funny or sweet, and some of them were sad what made me think. After reading them I immediately wanted to share these thoughts with you: <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>LGMH is lovegivesmehope.com and the posts are here:</div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; ">Today at lunch, my ex-boyfriend, who was my second love, walked by with his new girlfriend. </b> As he walked by, he grabbed the girl's butt, staring at me the whole time. I got really upset, and my best friend, the first guy I loved, kissed me. <span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"> </span></span>When I asked why, he said, because you deserve someone better. His LGMH.</span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; ">Yesterday, at the mall I saw a 4 year old girl holding hands with her dad. </b> As they were walking I heard her say, "Daddy, you're my best friend." He responded, "And you're mine baby." A father's wish for this moment with his daughter to last forever gives me hope.</span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; ">MLIA is mylifeisaverage.com and the posts are here: </span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; ">Today, I saw a joke on Facebook that went like this, "What's the difference between a water bottle and puberty?" The answer? "A water bottle has already hit Justin Bieber." Made my day. MLIA</span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; ">Today was Halloween. I was having a boring time trick-or-treating when I saw a girl dressed as a werewolf and a girl dressed as a vampire suddenly run into each other. The vampire yelled "TEAM EDWARD". I expected the typical "team jacob", but the werewolf looked at the vampire blankly and said coldly, "Harry Potter. I support Remus Lupin." Best response ever. MLIA.</span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; ">Today, I watched a home video of me at the zoo aged 3. I was pointing at the pigs and shouting 'SAUSAGE!'. MLIA</span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; ">Today, I tried to unlock my front door by pressing the unlock button on my car key. MLIA.</span></li></ul></div><div><br /></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; ">Today I passed my Driver's Education class with an "Excellent." Driving home, I hit my mailbox. MLIA.</span></li></ul></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; ">Posts from sixbillionsecrets.com are here:</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><i>(they can be sometimes sad, but they are just a reminder that not only your life has sometimes bad moments)</i></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; ">Today, You finally noticed the scars on my arm. </b> You asked me what they were from and I said: I fell down right on my arm. You believed me. I wish you hadn't</span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; ">Today, I'm going to the doctors to see why i have such bad headaches. </b> I secretly want them to tell me that I have a tumor or somthing. Why? Because I want somebody to tell me they love me and its going to be alright. I just want somebody to notice me.</span></li></ul></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; ">Every time I leave someone a friend or family member, I always tell them I love them. </b> Just in case anything happens to them or me. I want those to be my last words to them if anything does happen.</span></li></ul></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; ">I can think of a secret. </b> I secretly dislike my best friend. We have known each other for almost 8 years. Yet I hate how she always needs to be part of the conversation and think shes always right. And I can never tell her about my unhappy feelings because she always talks about herself. Does this make me a horrible person?</span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; ">These pages are sometimes funny or terrible, but they help to remind us that everything does not has to be perfect and if some accidents or just annoying situations happens to us then we can always think about others and their lives, and how similar are we all are. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; ">I thank all of them, who were so brave to share their thoughts with us !</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; ">Take Care,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; ">Your GirlNextDoor </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-60856136205554834642010-09-13T18:47:00.004+03:002010-09-13T18:53:30.728+03:00Emptiness...<div style="text-align: left;">I wrote a little poem on my way back to home in the bus whan I felt a little down, like we sometimes do..</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope you enjoy it !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ZJI29lhDIW2IaUG6IY7YfjXdQKsvT6JyO-2S1H1NeoVnfOPiTLAvhUfv1L6MuLDaspjNdVt2hQZhdZUunkYFBUHl71DShhb_eSjqRPnJewY1q2-XxR8ioM11Pk0vaCc2jRcAIWYGnV0/s320/emptiness.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516426533195389010" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Nothing's the same anymore,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I feel so empty,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">like something has ripped out of</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">me,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I don't know where I</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">should go,</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div></span><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">where I </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">should ask help.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">If anyone can even help</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">me ?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Can anyone fill</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">the emptiness.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">You were </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ment to by</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">my angel,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">but you let me down,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">you let me fall on my</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">knees,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">and never helped me up !</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why you did that ?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Why I feel like that ?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I ask it everyday,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">but I never get the answer,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">never..</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; ">Take Care and never feel sad,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; ">Your GirlNextDoor</span></span></span></div></span></span></span></div></div></div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-31793373079331118892010-09-13T18:36:00.003+03:002010-09-13T18:47:16.781+03:00A Sorry Post..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMdzV_9gx8bCX3dBFCnYIqtw5temj5DGT7AKaCCNZBDT5akGkKF7v3t4HbEyKgYKe4TEza8_E5gPKfkdXZ_hyG22DRtVtLGtVahPGcYQWRrF6GWKaoIpt1593oU_gnwSJip1pwCj8SC10/s1600/sorry-comments-149.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMdzV_9gx8bCX3dBFCnYIqtw5temj5DGT7AKaCCNZBDT5akGkKF7v3t4HbEyKgYKe4TEza8_E5gPKfkdXZ_hyG22DRtVtLGtVahPGcYQWRrF6GWKaoIpt1593oU_gnwSJip1pwCj8SC10/s320/sorry-comments-149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516425144294248626" /></a><br />As you can read from the title this post is going to be to my readers (I have only one follower and I thank You for that and I appreciate that you are such a good friend of mine). <div>I also shut down my other blog what was GrazyGlam, because I don't feel so glamorous anymore. I think that I am more like a girl next door now. Like my current blog.</div><div>And my apologize is about the How-article because I have not been working on it, and I am so sorry because of that. I have been a bit busy lately. </div><div>I'm not promising anything right now, but I can tell you that I keep writing these articles, but maybe not that often as I would like to. </div><div>I'm going to write about regular stuff what regular girls do, and I would like to show to the whole world (because my blog is available in any country) that normal and maybe sometimes boring and regular, not so perfect, not-so-girly-like-they-should-be-girls can also have fun and feel happy!</div><div><br /></div><div>Take Care,</div><div>Your GirlNextDoor</div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-29161888773381242952010-07-31T11:18:00.006+03:002010-07-31T13:38:27.101+03:00Back to School: How to Organize Your School SuppliesI have to apologize about not keeping my promise. I told you guys that I will do every week one How-article but I had so much going on these past weeks, so that I just hadn't had the time to concentrate on my blog. But now I have a lot of free time to do it.<div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI2ABnKFkeuxuHLfCytOodISlqNz8gL_IutZihi4nzAiBonSJmScKtUCX37WbV2xVuWSGbalR8OPuWp-NxOu4X43NmssUNdclm4COcvpZ5Q2Uo23mrLKNA9R0QzAeEVeZKvjTPag8kM84/s1600/School+bus+with+supplies.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI2ABnKFkeuxuHLfCytOodISlqNz8gL_IutZihi4nzAiBonSJmScKtUCX37WbV2xVuWSGbalR8OPuWp-NxOu4X43NmssUNdclm4COcvpZ5Q2Uo23mrLKNA9R0QzAeEVeZKvjTPag8kM84/s320/School+bus+with+supplies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500016383633752146" /></a><br /></div><div>It's already the end of June. In one day it's August, and we have only one month of freedom left. We have to think about school again and then how to organize our school year, our supplies, or even our locker, because I think a lot of You don't want to go to school at your first day and you don't have a clue what are you going to do with your locker, or with your free time, or you don't find anything because you haven't organized your school supplies. And that's why I recommend you to think about school and organizing your things and free time, one month before school begins, because then you don't have to think about this boring stuff and you can just concentrate on your studies and hang out with your friends. </div><div>So, Let's Start!</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Step 1: </b>Make a list of things you need such as: </div><div><ul><li>Pencils, Pens, Color Pencils</li><li>Long Ruler, Eraser, "White Out"</li><li>Highlighters, Glue, Scissors, Pencil Sharpeners</li><li>Protractor, Mini Calculator</li></ul><div><b>Step 2: </b>Buy organizational supplies</div></div><div><br /></div><div><b>Step 3: </b>Put papers where they belong right away. Anytime you get an important paper or a returned assignment from one of your teachers, put it away immediately. You can either put it in the appropriate folder for the class or in your binder or notebook. If you put things away immediately, you will find it much easier to keep your supplies and papers organized and you won't lose any of them and they will be clean and nice when you need to give them to someone or just need to study from them. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span><b></b></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><b>Step 4:</b> Use a zippered pencil pouch to hold your small school supplies. You can use pencil pouches to hold pencils, pens, erasers, highlighters and any other supplies you may need. The pouch will keep everything safe and prevent you from losing and misplacing your small items. </span><br /></span><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>Step 5: </b>Color code supplies by class or subject. Choose a different color scheme for each of your courses. Doing this will keep supplies for each class separated. use a color-coded folder for each of your classes to hold important papers. You can also either have a binder with a color-coded tabs for each of your class or separate color-coded binder or notebook for each class. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><b>Step 6: </b>Keep your school locker clean and organized. Designate a place for everything in your locker. This will make it easier for you to easily and quickly find the supplies that you need. Be sure to get rid of trash or obsolete supplies in your locker on a regular basis as well.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><b>Step 7: </b>Always keep your desk clean and organized. But a pencil holder, and a rubber, glue, pencil sharpener, and some other supplies on your desk so when you need then you can always just get them, instead of trying to find them from your purse or backpack. Have a different colored sticky notes if you need to stick something on your post wall or into your books or notebooks. It's also necessary to keep your daily notebook on your desk, so that if you need to write something down or you need to do something in the future, then you can instantly write it down. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;">So these where the magical 7 Steps, How to organize Your school Supplies. I hope it helped and start thinking about school because I think you don't want to leave everything in last minute. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;">Have a nice last month and next week I will continue with my Back to school How-articles. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;">Next article will be: How to organize your locker ?</span></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Take Care,</div><div>Birgit</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:13px;color:initial;"></span></span>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-76088512134301502722010-07-08T20:18:00.021+03:002010-07-09T16:41:27.781+03:005 Reasons Why to Watch Grey's Anatomy ?!<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40861kfxqttHmaWMjainZX1sNW3tTADtCuXqh6xq9PCtcLeUUmxE5hMinG6WO4JDO5IB0vqaiJQXvsRbrXvix8d_MGPvrwtQwxujmWpSyMjGG5DVrJEhM3sVbITUOSXP8yQsLtFf775Q/s320/Grey's_anatomy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 198px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491592234344013890" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Have you ever heard from Grey's Anatomy ? I think you do, because it's the best doctors show right after Dr. House what TV people have ever made. I think I don't know a single person who doesn't know Grey's Anatomy. But if that kind of person exists, I'm going to post for him/her the summary of the show.<div><br /></div><div><i>Grey's Anatomy is and American medical drama television series. It follows the lives of interns, residents, and their mentors on the fictio</i><i>nal Seattle Grace-Mercy West Hospital in Seattle, Washington.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">The main characters are Meredith Gray, Alex Karev, George</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">O'Malley, Izzie Stevens, Christina Yang, Miranda Bailey and so on. My personal favorite is Christina Yang because she is a very strong person and she knows what she wants and sometimes she gets that! If you have watched the show also then write me in the comments below who is your favorite character and why ? </span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">So, let's get started now with the reasons !</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><b>1.Many different personalities </b></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><b><br /></b></span></i></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwlX0kw8L0QIdkHv_uG0eG-QACmcwJufgjjf1yi0HkbYHi7cpDeXaPlG8quckYmL757TfKXnEoNstdkpOeQheAoYrMtHucDHtT_4C1He4nliVtzTJBLkrycWnN26Lenu1U4gD9WymQt9g/s320/grey.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491886881744358242" /><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><b></b>Yang and Gray have so different personalities. The differ from each other like Moon and Sun. Yang has very strong personality like I said before and Gray's personality is more calm then Christina's. Meredith always accepts the situations and the things she has, but Yang sometimes wants more than she has. Or let's take Alex and George. O'Malley cares about people and his work more than Karev and Karev is more arrogant than Georg. O'Malley is often funnier than Alex and Alex is more serious than Georg. I hope that now you see the difference between the personalities, and it's quite fun to watch how they communicate with each other.</span></i></div><i><b><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">2. Romance and Drama</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></div></b></i><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQcRZp2RRT8cEZ9xAndy_Bfwj7fC8OyFVGmS69rWIu91sxOq3DV13VaNCHC2okaj2eX3ZqS4lZjwITuW8dvEKV9nS1ZKEP1Oe6a8oAI1MekI6aYwVxR0DKUQ_Oa8eU4PuPlGVARhOywpQ/s1600/derek.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQcRZp2RRT8cEZ9xAndy_Bfwj7fC8OyFVGmS69rWIu91sxOq3DV13VaNCHC2okaj2eX3ZqS4lZjwITuW8dvEKV9nS1ZKEP1Oe6a8oAI1MekI6aYwVxR0DKUQ_Oa8eU4PuPlGVARhOywpQ/s320/derek.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491888831568350466" /></a><br /><div>There's always something going on between the doctors. For example Izzy has been with Karev and George, George has been with Meredith and Izzy, Meredith has been with O'Malley and Derek and maybe even with Mark Sloan, Alex Karev has been with a lot of nurses and wth a lot of doctors, as well Mark Sloan. I think the only person who stayed dating with only one person is Yang, and she was with Preston Burke. So that you see how complicated, how romantic and how much drama this show can offer us ? :)</div><div><br /></div><div><b>3. Knowledge and Influence</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbSP4B3k2-x1wpGFYPTcBvkZi9IXRExxoo3WxLdOTZbCrJkYGjbXm12vzCVWl_B3UW8Rv1ykzvd34ryd2t3W8pOp-HipLuWd2yt8UO7o5oEO07t21QCoXvrtyewQlDUQh5duahKtfHWes/s320/1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491891069290279714" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">After you had watched the show you feel like "Hey, I should be a doctor in the future" Because the whole show is built up so good and it makes you think that doctors real lives are that interesting and saving people, and discovering new medical studies is simple and thrilling. But in the real life it is so different and more complicated. But sometimes it's nice to live in the clouds !</div><div style="text-align: left;">And the knowledge what you got from the show is quite small but you still know something. Like what to use when a girl has cut herself or what cement does with a human body. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>4. Excitement</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwETmiJbdpD0oPSXGRYEaFoCMXn7dwQeaxSsJ0D8c7a5c1O9be9VKx8BiuR_GGON3SNO-j9OPZJCCK300hKT1J_VkZbrh_ClTMW4y2T5GY4WND5Up9WCX5LdsaTTTFoVDNMsk2fn-Sy-4/s320/425.greys.anatomy.lc.120108.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491895094743529890" /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">In Grey's Anatomy happens always something thrilling and exciting. For an example Meredith was crawling over a dead guy into upside-down ambulance, Derek's fancy bran-mapping computer crashed in the middle of a brain surgery, Bailey and Christina had to treat a neo-Nazi with a giant swastika tattoo on his tummy, and adorable Seth Green's exposed artery squirted a whole lot of blood over Lexie. If this isn't exciting for you, then what is then ?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>5. Great Actors</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b></b> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ29F8BLbcEGgpFD7L5JLdCC2ZApLQdHDwm8vmakh2N6fnXX13XnXSCA-Ucs6TvWod8VjKzydJZaKR9xCLjFH0eIpasi4pvqXBDfMuhTjTfFm5kyDTPeEoLOqCDSsfUR4NxBtmayZx_5Q/s320/michael-phelps-greys-anatomy-01.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491898770795971202" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The actors in Grey's Anatomy are very good. They can pull off many different characters and chemistry between them and also they look smart too. Sometimes they even make you laugh !</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So I hop you liked my 5 reasons why to watch that show, and after reading my post you're going to watch it !</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Take Care,</div><div style="text-align: left;">-B</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-49499696615535014432010-07-08T12:13:00.012+03:002010-07-08T19:54:22.391+03:00How to Mend A Broken Heart ?I was thinking about doing every week an How-article. Some of beauty How-articles will be posted on grazyglam.blogspot.com blog but most of them probably here. I hope these articles will be helpful and interesting. Also you have something to wait<br />every week ;) This week topic is "How to mend a broken heart ?"<div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2tmLDEj2CK1HAaxcK2dMzxyJhyphenhyphenqd10Rn0WxIg05FZYz5NAF6kVpuQOg8o7rMazlicngYjgn628BKqyT3RFfNl4qZHoDL0kbfGJ-tRC_5G0fg5QT3vD_hVVc-JXLMyU8IYH41ofVcC2G8/s320/broken-heart-by-starry-eyedkid.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491475201906106626" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Summer is here and many of us experience summer romance. At first it's really nice and sweet and all that but when summer starts to end, so does summer romance. It doesn't happen every time, but when it does my article will help you to mend your or your best friend's broken heart.<br /><br />Let's Begin !<br /><br /><b>DAYS 1 AND 2</b><br /><br /><i>Step 1:</i> Breathe. All you can do is survive this first and difficult day. Take one day at a time. Give yourself permission to mourn. Call in sick at work, sleep all day, eat too much ice cream, sob.<br /><br /><i>Step 2: </i>Congratulate yourself for being human: It is only when you open yourself to love that your heart can break. Develop and repeat a helpful mantra to get you through the initial shock and pain, such as "This too shall pass" or "I will survive."<br /><br /><i>Step 3:</i> Reach out to a close friend or family member. It helps to share your thoughts with others. Watch a movie to distract yourself. Choose a comedy that has cheered you up in the past. Or watch a movie that's guaranteed to make you sob--it may surprise you how good that feels<br /><br /><b>MONTH 1</b><br /><br /><i>Step 1, Week 1</i>: Force yourself to go out even if you are feeling despondent. Take yourself out for a cup of coffee or go on a long walk. Express your emotions in a way that comes naturally. Write in a journal, paint, sculpt or play music. Do daily cardiovascular exercise--the endorphins will give your spirits an immediate lift. Resist the urge to call your ex. Instead, write a letter. Don't mail it. Go out of town for the weekend to distance yourself from the temptation to call your ex. Visit an old friend or go back home to your roots. A change of environment does wonders for the spirit. Put everything that reminds you of your ex in a box and seal it. Throw it away, donate it to charity or ask a friend to hold on to it indefinitely.<br /><br /></div><div><i>Step 2, Week 2:</i> Surround yourself with friends. This may mean reaching out to people you fell out of touch with during the relationship. Make lists to help you regain your confidence and identity: a list of your friends, of things you like, of what you want to accomplish in the next decade. Spoil yourself: Get a new hairstyle, have a spa day or go shopping. Resist the urge to call your ex.<br /><br /><i>Step 3, Week 3:</i> Assess the experience. Have you learned anything about yourself? Does the experience make you more empathetic to others who've suffered a hardship? Begin an activity that will fill your time, distract your mind and rebuild your confidence. Train for a marathon, take up yoga or learn a new language. Resist the urge to call your ex. Volunteer your time at a local homeless shelter, soup kitchen or tutoring center. It will take your mind off your own woes and keep your suffering in perspective.<br /><br /><i>Step 4, Week 4:</i> Continue regular socializing and exercising. While socializing, though, make sure you don't depend on alcohol or drugs to dull the pain. Call your ex if you feel it would be helpful. Resist if you merely want to say hurtful things. Consider dating other people, but be wary of rebound relationships. Understand that you will need to experience and process sadness, anger, guilt and fear to fully heal. Burying or ignoring these emotions will thwart the healing process. Write, cry, share the feelings with friends.<br /><br /><b>MONTHS 3 AND 6</b><br /><br /><i>Step 1: </i>Force yourself to go on dates. You'll be surprised to discover that your heart can still flutter over someone. It's part of the healing process.<br /><br /><i>Step 2: </i>Consult a psychiatrist if you are experiencing symptoms of depression, such as lack of appetite, insomnia or too much sleeping, low self-esteem, and an inability to concentrate or carry out routine tasks. Ask a friend or physician to recommend one who is experienced in treating depression.<br /><br /><i>Step 3: </i>Remember that healing is a process that takes time. Expect waves of sadness, anger, guilt or fear even after you think you are over it. Give your heart time to heal.<br /><br /><b>ONER YEAR AND BEYOND</b><br /><br /><i>Step 1:</i> Compartmentalize the experience in your memory: "My heart was broken once. It really hurt and I'm glad it's over."<br /><br /><i>Step 2: </i>Reach out to your ex if you want to re-establish a friendship. Do not harbor secret ambitions of winning him or her back. You'll only set yourself up for another heartbreak.<br /><br /><i>http://www.healmybrokenheart.com/-</i> this is a page what is dedicated to the topic of healing a broken heart, and also you can take a survey and then Amelie Chance, who owns that web page will send you a letter what consists extended analysis. Also you'll have a lot of material to read after you had taken the survey, and it really helps if you had answered honestly.<br /><br />I hope my article helps you guys, and remember "there are plenty fish in the sea !"<br />Next week new How-article ! Keep following ! :)<br /><br />Take care,<br />-B</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmIR__KaCNPop9PFTUPjKW-jxZc6EYM2fSpXHpFk36Z_2u1qffsrNKKvZJOWAW763SDexUV5Fp_LvDYRYD2wEHy7Lh5FxEANVvgMZkeGmX7YmB7m_WFZyJhSCruGSN5SUI3wqNIMW9N8k/s320/img-thing.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491569472359519538" /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-87978308095627798732010-07-01T20:24:00.009+03:002010-07-02T00:46:33.936+03:00Home TownI was walking in town today and I had my camera with me, so that I decided to take some pictures and show them to you, because I think a lot of people think how does Estonia looks like. I don't live in the capital city what is Tallinn I live on the island Saaremaa. We have a lot of nature in the city. You can see a bit green almost at every corner. But my home town isn't the best town where "green" people and vegetarians could live, because they don't have much opportunities to live by their principles. <br />When I visited London last year, I saw these cool signs that said it's sutable for vegetarians. Then I wasn't a vegan yet, but I had that in mind. <br />So enough about the chatting, it's time to show you the pictures and here they are:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6K5QGLqy0yzau3NsKE_qkZE8DdpTZ_uueO341dRDoW0Ndy8_5XBryuWTti3pjb_DTxxyd2VeXbtCW2A1HCVbxck4FvlmPpjoUw-6VaHnjB_DHr7SDNK89TGRrhlTyxMYN6foYwN2l3d0/s1600/IMG_0415.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6K5QGLqy0yzau3NsKE_qkZE8DdpTZ_uueO341dRDoW0Ndy8_5XBryuWTti3pjb_DTxxyd2VeXbtCW2A1HCVbxck4FvlmPpjoUw-6VaHnjB_DHr7SDNK89TGRrhlTyxMYN6foYwN2l3d0/s320/IMG_0415.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489051074959151346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWJcy0DIZAQngTKcPS_hyRH85kjVTmLypHi0EJxORBiq-YM7iPtkF28bh-C-YmjoteNl9_vGMdtzohffn9xfqEfP8f1kRRk8cseQZTbC0FDBMFDE2ytU7abla2wUkolRP3CLTeDv7pA8U/s1600/IMG_0410.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg15YgrpWozfmXrY7xgdySbK1mE7nCibRtlFk3X8e5EXu6lWak2k_rrYi_dOPWh4zWpJH0NB-XUlJByKoXUWl1wi_vTgqQ5uCTGKyqlDfqN4y-FlzaATcHGhk5tRlX1JZO9wryzvjBXRHo/s320/IMG_0386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489012411406954802" /></a><br /><br />I hope you liked that and you got a some kind of vision how my sweet home town looks like !<br />Write me right below in the comments what do you think !<br />Take Care,<br />BirgitBVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-37678482944149965732010-06-12T09:51:00.014+03:002010-07-08T19:45:13.060+03:00MTV Movie Awards 2010 !<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://iconvsicon.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/mtv_movie_awards_2010_big.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://iconvsicon.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/mtv_movie_awards_2010_big.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />MTV Movie Awards was on the 6th of June at 2 am. I staid up late but when it started watching it I was so sleepy that I went to bed, but I still checked out the winners and here they are:<div><br /></div><div><br />* The Best Movie award went to- THE TWILIGHT SAGA:NEW MOON </div><div><br />* Best Comedic Performance award went to- ZACH GALIFIANAKIS from THE HANGOVER</div><div><br />* Global Superstar winner was- ROBERT PATTINSON</div><div><br />* Best Male Performance winner was- ROBERT PATTINSON</div><div><br />* Biggest Badass Star winner was- RAIN</div><div><br />* Best Villain winner was- TOM FELTON from HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE</div><div><br />* Best WTF Moment went to- KEN JEONG from THE HANGOVER</div><div><br />* MTV Generation Award winner was- SANDRA BULLOCK</div><div><br />* Best Kiss winner were- ROBERT PATTINSON and KRISTEN STEWART from THE TWILIGHT SAGA: NEW MOON</div><div><br />* Best Scared as S**T Performance went to- AMANDA SEYFRIED from JENNIFER'S BODY</div><div><br />* Best Breakout Star winner was- ANNA KENDRICK from UP IN THE AIR</div><div><br />* Best Female Performance winner was- KRISTEN STEWART from THE TWILIGHT SAGA: NEW MOON</div><div><br />* Bes Fight winner were- BEYONCE KNOWLES vs. ALI LARTER from OBSESSED<br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br />I was really pleased with the winners and I loved Sandra Bullock's, Robert Pattinson's, Kristen Stewart's and Tom Felton's speech.<br />I'll post a link where you can watch all the speeches, videos and of course the red carpet fashion:<br />http://www.mtv.com/ontv/movieawards/2010/<br /><br />Write your opinion in the comments below and I'll talk to you soon !<br />Keep Smiling,<br />-B,<br />xoxo</div></div>BVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-31116670027719436542010-06-05T12:10:00.001+03:002010-06-05T12:44:12.460+03:00Graduating , 9th Grade, and Summer Plans !<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hoopgirl.com/blog/hein-van-den-heuvel-forest-path.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.hoopgirl.com/blog/hein-van-den-heuvel-forest-path.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I graduated 8th grade yesterday and I was so happy to go on a vacation, because I was so tired of school and I just needed to relax. Today is the first day of my holiday and I already feel relaxed and rested. Our graduation was nice. The choir sang, I got a commendation (it is given to the students who graduate with all "A"-s)and the principle wished my congratulation. After that I celebrated with my mom.<br />Next year I am a 9th grader. I feel so excited about it. I'll get a chance to enter the fashion show, and we have to plan the winter dance. I was thinking about white and black ball but I have to consider it with my classmates. Next year will be a blast, I hope, and it's also the last year in elementary school. I know that in America high school starts in 9th grade but in our country it starts in 10th grade, an thats why I am so excited and a bit nervous at the same time, because I'll have my first final exams, and they are in math, Estonian, and English. If I want to get a commendation I have to get all of my exams "A"-s and this is quite difficult.<br />Someone also told me that we are going to have a new classmate- a girl. I hope she is friendly.<br />For summer I really haven't made any plans, maybe just 3 or 4. Definitely I want to spend a lot of time in the nature and go swimming in lake what is near my grandma's summerhouse. The view there is marvelous and it's private also. I hope to travel a lot, but mostly in my own country. I want to know my country first and then travel a bit farther. I am going to Tartu with my class and I hope it will be thrilling, because I have have never been to Tartu and I really want to see the statue of kissing students. I'm going to help my dad with building my new room, and I have to decorate it also. If you have any tips leave a comment below ! :)<br />But the most important goal in summer is to rest and relax, and also enjoy the nature!<br />Have a nice summer and keep smiling !<br />-B,<br />xoxoBVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7580324404095502690.post-26981090112002578032010-06-03T20:17:00.000+03:002010-06-03T20:33:39.962+03:00Online BoyfriendI know that a lot of girls spend most of their time in online chatting rooms, because they are bored or looking for an adventure or boyfriend. But my opinion is that it's wrong. I don't judge the girls, but I just want to help them and make them realize that your prince on a white horse isn't waiting you on Internet. Maybe sometimes it's really funny to just joke around with your girlfriends and not taking it too serious. Then it's kinda safe, but if you chat because you want to find relationships or friendships then I recommend you to stay away ! Because real life friends and boyfriends are more worth that cyber relationships. But I don't want to scare you. I just want that girls would understand the danger of chatting in online !<br />I'm gonna put a link here, so you can read a real life story about a girl who fell in love in a cyber dude !<br />http://www.cosmopolitan.com/sex-love/relationship-advice/fake-online-boyfriend<br />Stay Safe !<br />-B, <br />xoxoBVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12923091358391226108noreply@blogger.com0