Legend Of Galactic Heroes Series Order

Another year, Who cares?

That was what I thought before. Until a few days, when I saw the schedule and felt the closeness of my birthday, held this idea that did not matter that I did not mind such success that at the bottom that celebration was a waste of time. And maybe it was not so wrong to what I think now, because I saw in a way happy birthday because it concluded another year of life, because we were closer to death, because it was a year of support as well. My idea was very pessimistic. I think my 19 years were dark, and that day really did not do anything, I just locked myself in the solitude of my room at all, perhaps only to suffer for what had happened almost a month before, and maybe it was the same pain which mixed with the conclusion reached polluting my idea party.

But today was different. I could feel this joy, this change in my mood to see my family come gradually, and even I felt filled me with his presence at my side in the background I changed, I recovered. And I've grown, I can see now. Until recently he was a boy something great, now I'm enjoying big as a child. And much of that I owe to whom I have known with whom I shared, and who have accompanied me throughout this process.

So today is a special day, but it is one more day: it's my birthday. And I've already received almost all healthier for it, some expected, some assumptions, and other unexpected and rewarding otherwise. Because I can still surprise and move with the details that filled me, I rejoice in life. That's why now I want to thank my family has never let me walk alone, they are there to encourage me. To my brothers and sisters, who are fighting with me against an uncertain future, but together we have grown and learned, and these bonds that form us strong. I thank those who were a Once my partners, which eventually made me suffer, mourn and demases, but now I get the memories that make my evenings when I travel and I am to see our memories, which remind me loose an occasional tear, but I show that I grew up, and make me happy. I thank those fleeting things that were with me, and they disappeared as they arrived, but his stay was utilized to the maximum and teaching I have attached to my lifestyle. And a person who is grateful to the last woman I met who helped me in a very important process to return to my self that I can show, and his words to me again the joy and life, and that advance as a gift inadvertently gave me the time I forgot in my imprisonment and are the foundation of my existence, is the joy that I could transmit that joy to me to give back, that joy that I enjoyed making people happy. Like when I asked you to be my partner, or when I competed with you in another competition in which everyone wins laughs and memories, or when we were going to waste time on a breach of talks, memorable moments, from simple walks or outbursts, or perhaps an emotional outburst was an unbridled passion, but those are details that adorn this gift we open together.

So today I thank those who have accompanied me, who greeted me. Because today I say that, contrary to the title, today is a day no more: it is a very special day.

Where In The Body Does Malaria Affect?

Socks

When I read the post about the proposal lanyard felt I had to participate.

- Why?

Well, the truth is that everything happens in the mind faster than we can become conscious at all times. For simplicity, let's say that public tune with lanyard, whether photos, long or short reflections tweets.

Second, given that rapport (a word that connotes that the English term understanding ), most likely way, I hope that my contribution (in this case only a picture ) will receive a good deal. And I was right.

Third, the direction it is taking my apprenticeship in the past two months has to do with capture my own images. I look just taking pictures and Jabiz project is a step further video editing. Thing that I have no idea, but I like to enter that world by the hand of one of my colleagues online learning.

"Then the question is more of a why not?

Exactly.

What is it?

In the collaborative creation of music by three people who a few months ago were not known. Someone suggested to add a video with pictures sent from around the world and the rest lanyard explains in detail .

Result

Two things surprised me a lot.

First read the explanation about how he sees lanyard provides network use by teachers today and what is their position. Now I understand why I am following your posts more closely. I translate this paragraph then summarizes what connects us, or at least attracts me your mind:

"I agree That We Are in the Midst of a monumental shift in the way Not Only Human Beings Communicate and share reality, but more importantly in the ways we create and share stories. Always the eager student (much more fun than being a teacher) I am always trying to push the ways I use my network. I want more form my PLN, Personal Learning Network ( I shudder at using those three letters, but can’t think of a better word yet.) than to troll through links to blog posts extolling the virtues of Web 2.0. I want my network to be a living breathing part of everything I do. I want to allow them into my spirit and see what comes out. I want to enter you reality and make a mess. I want to make you think. I want to rearrange your mental furniture. I want you to do the same for me. Nothing will be learned as long as we stay behind walls and peak out from the edges. If you really want to Know What dog do this web, come on out at play. "

" I agree we are in the midst of a monumental shift in the way in which people humans not only communicate and share realities, but more importantly, how to create and share stories. Always from the standpoint of a student excited about (much more fun than being a teacher) continued trying to expand the ways I use my network. I want more of my PLN (personal learning network-acronym in English, "although I shudder to use those three-letter word I can think of better) than just doing circular links to blogs that extol the virtues of Web 2.0. I want my network is a party that lives and breathes in everything I do. I want to allow entry to my spirit and see what emerges. I want to enter your reality and disorderly. I want to make them think. I re-arrange the furniture in their minds. I want you to do the same with me. Nothing will be learned as we stay behind walls and we just looked out the edges. If you really want to know what can be done with the web, go outside and play. "

Amen.

Segundo. When I read l a lyric Nothingman of Pearl Jam, I came to mind several images of photos that I would like to draw and I have not taken. The image of a man walking alone in the distance, his back, for example. A dry rose (for the verse "she eleven Believe" ). Something red, reflecting the fire. But the deadline expired, and then decided to send the photo I found instead of looking without success. While there are no roses in the video, someone else thought of the two pictures and sent them. In a strange way, I have accomplices who do not know, I have a mind or just imagining things archetypal file belonging to the allegorical world that some call the collective unconscious. Also, I'm surprised.

Here the video. Enjoy.

Bleeding A Week After Period

A little afraid of the light

Today is very special, something special happened today in my household, was to celebrate the birthday of my mother. Is an event that happens only once a year, and how special it is that, independent of other celebrations, is able to bring the whole family and friends just to celebrate. Her warmth, empathy and caring for others, as well as the spark that characterizes these are things that make them special celebrations every year and allow us to share that moment with pleasure.

But today I write to talk about it, but something that caught my attention more. Today I met the daughter of my father's best friend, a little of just 3 years, called Sofia, and has something that makes it more special: it has a problem with one of his eyes. It was I who was at home, and was so shy and clinging to her father, and he carried a piece of cloth that covered the eye constantly and at first did not know his problem and I took it as part of the shyness child, but later I knew. The small was gradually detaching from his father and, with her sister a little older, he ventured to socialize with my lower premiums to have a little fun, I dedicated myself to observe, to see how this time facing the small sophia.
At first, as usual, quite a lot of game to keep up with my cousins \u200b\u200b... but repeated the win with relative ease and tried again and got it. "It's a child, it is difficult to give up," his mother said to me, but I saw something much more in it, and it was a very strong vitality and strength that she alone possesses, and has managed only to overcome the small problem it means losing part of his vision.

And in a moment I saw her so happy, interacting with as much normalcy and being so well received that really made me so joy and happiness. Because the world of kids sometimes be very hard as to make a difference, because many of us once we were set apart by being different from the rest, but her despite her young age was able to show and fought like the rest that place of acceptance: did have fun and enjoyed this little experiment called socialize and play.