Reminiscences of a coffeepot

Simple

2007-12-10T12:09:00.001-08:00

Women

2007-11-18T07:29:00.000-08:00

It's been ages since I've visited blogspot and it's beean ages since anyone else visited. Big deal. I just desided to pop in cause I've suddenly had an idea, a post idea I mean. But before I begin: I'm still ill, not getting better, getting bored, not getting fresh air, getting more bored, getting cheered up when somebody calls me and tells all fresh gossip I missed, getting fatter(seriously, how can I entertain myself?! Reading, watching tv, doing math, drawing and eating of course! Thats my problem: when I'm nervous I eat, when I'm tired I eat, I eat even when I'm bored...! Oh god, help me!!!). Thats it. End of story. Nothing interesting so far. And far beyond. Boring, isn't it...?

Ok, now back to the studio. Just had an idea to post some background info on women I admire. Not in every way of course. I mean, I can't agree with Constance, but still I admire her. The same with everybody else. Ok, here it is.

Countess Constance Markievicz

Countess Constance Georgina Markievicz (née Gore-Boot) (1868-1927)born at 7 Buckingham Gate, London, on 4 February 1868. Her father, the philanthropist Henry Gore-Booth, was also an Arctic explorer and a landlord in the west of Ireland, and was married to Georgina May Hill, of Tickhill Castle, York. Constance was educated by a governess at Lissadell, Co. Sligo where the family held extensive estates. She was the eldest of three daughters and two sons and her sister, Eva Gore-Booth would later become a campaigner for women’s suffrage. In the monarch jubilee year of 1887 she was presented at court to Queen Victoria and was called ‘the new Irish beauty’, and took her place in society as a member of the Anglo-Irish aristocracy. She was also noted as a fine horsewoman, and as an excellent shot. William Butler Yeats was a frequent guest at Lissadell. After listening to his stories of Irish myths and folklore and to his passionate political ideas, she was stirred to action. At that time women were not allowed to vote in elections or to become Members of Parliament. Markievicz decided to join the suffragettes who were fighting for women’s rights. Around this time she joined the National Union of Women’s Suffrage Societies, a cause she was to remain devoted to throughout her life.

In 1893 she moved to London to study at the Slade School of Art in London. In 1898 she moved to Paris where she continued to study art at the Julian School. While there she met and later married fellow artist and Count Casimir Dunin-Markievicz. The Polish widower’s family owned a large estate in Ukraine. After travelling abroad, they returned to Sligo where their daughter Maeve was born in 1901. Maeve was raised by her grandparents. In 1903 Markievicz moved to Dublin where she began to make a name for herself as a landscape artist. Dublin was a vibrant city at the time, a centre for artists, actors, writers and politicians. Markievicz was attracted to the Gaelic League and the Abbey Theatre. She helped to found the United Arts Club in 1907, which helped bring together people of the artistic renaissance. Markievicz expressed her dissatisfaction with this kind of life ‘nature should provide me with something to live for, something to die for’. In 1906 she rented a cottage at Ballally, Co. Dublin, and came across a number of old copies of the revolutionary publications the Peasant and Sinn Féin left by a previous tenant, the poet Pádraig Colum. After reading these, Markievicz knew she had found a cause to inspire her life. Her interest in the struggle for freedom was aroused.

Markievicz became active in nationalist politics and her aim was to make Ireland an independent nation. In 1908 she joined Sinn Féin and Maud Gonne’s women group, Inghinidhe na hÉireann (Daughters of Ireland). She also became a regular contributor to Bean na hÉireann (Women of Ireland), Ireland’s first women’s nationalist journal and the United Irishman. She went to Manchester in 1908 and stood unsuccessfully for election with her sister Eva, who was deeply involved in social reform. At the suggestion of Bulmer Hobson, she founded Na Fianna Éireann (1909), an organisation for boys, who were taught to drill and use arms. The movement aimed to establish an independent Ireland and also to promote the Irish language.

In 1911 Markievicz was arrested when she took part in a demonstration against the visit of King George V to Ireland. She worked closely with James Connolly who fought for Irish nationalism and social equality. She ran a soup kitchen in Liberty Hall during the 1913 Dublin lockout. Markievicz then joined the Irish Citizens Army. She had separated from her husband about 1909 and later worked as a war correspondent in the Balkans. She was strongly opposed to Irish involvement in the Great War and co-founded the Irish Neutrality League in 1914. During the 1916 Rising Markievicz was appointed second in command to Michael Mallin at St. Stephen’s Green. Although condemned to death when the rising was crushed, she had her sentence commuted to penal servitude for life (on account of her sex) and was imprisoned in Aylesbury Jail. Under the general amnesty of 1917, Markievicz was released and immediately became a convert to Catholicism—she claimed to have experienced an epiphany during the rising. In August 1917 she was made a freeman of Sligo. She was made honorary president of the Irish Women Workers’s Union.

In 1918 she was again arrested by the British during their bogus ‘German Plot’, which was aimed at defeating the anti-conscription forces in Ireland. While in prison, she was returned in the general election of December 1918 for St. Patrick’s division of Dublin. Markievicz became the first woman to be elected to the British Parliament, but in accordance with Sinn Féin policy she did not take her seat. She refused to take the oath of allegiance to the King. She was a member of the first Dáil Éireann, which met on the 21 January 1919, and was appointed Minister for Labour. She was arrested in the summer of 1919 for making a seditious speech, and was sentenced to four months’ hard labour. After being arrested again in 1920 she received a sentence of two years’ hard labour.

She denounced the Anglo-Irish treaty of 1921, which established the Irish Free State within the British Commonwealth, in the Dáil after being released from prison early under the general amnesty that followed its signing. She toured America in 1922 to enlist support for the Republican cause. She stated:

‘It is the capitalist interests in England and Ireland that are pushing this Treaty to block the march of the working people in England and Ireland ... Now I say that Ireland’s freedom is worth blood, and worth my blood, and I will willingly give it for it, and I appeal to the men of the Dáil to stand true’.

She was also leader of Cumann na mBan. An opponent of the Irish Free State, she supported the ‘Irregulars’ during the Civil War, for which she was imprisoned. She was released soon after she went on hunger strike in protest. In the general election of 1923 she was elected as Sinn Féin abstentionist TD for Dublin City South. When de Valera formed Fianna Fáil in 1926 Markievicz became a member. During the general election of 1927 she conducted her own campaign and was re-elected to the Dáil. For some years her health was failing, and she died in a public ward in Sir Patrick Dun’s Hospital, Dublin on 15 July 1927. The working-class people of Dublin lined the streets of Dublin for her funeral. Eamonn de Valera was one of the pall-bearers. She is commemorated by a limestone bust in St. Stephen’s Green, by a plaque in St. Ultan’s Hospital and by the Yeats’s poem ‘In memory of Eva Gore-Booth and Constance Markievicz’. She is buried in Glasnevin Cemetery, Co. Dublin.

P.S. Unfortunatedly not all pics form Glasnevin survived their way home cause ther was something wrong with my iriver photo storage and many of them were lost. I thought I'd kill it. Iriver, I mean.

Jackie Kennedy

Jackie timeline. I decided it should be a timeline which's easier ocomprehend and it shows all stuff she did for her family, country and exceptionally art.
1929
Jacqueline Lee Bouvier is born in Southampton, Long Island, on July 28.

1951 Wins Vogue’s Prix de Paris writing contest. Introduced to Congressman John F. Kennedy.

1952 Begins working as the “Inquiring Camera Girl” for the Washington Times Herald.

1953

Jacqueline Bouvier and John F. Kennedy are engaged on June 23, and married in Newport, Rhode Island, on September 12.

1957 Caroline Bouvier Kennedy is born on November 27.

1960 John F. Kennedy defeats Richard M. Nixon in the presidential election. John F. Kennedy, Jr., is born on November 25.

1961
JANUARY 20
John F. Kennedy is inaugurated as the thirty-fifth president if the United States. Jacqueline Kennedy becomes the third-youngest first lady.

FEBRUARY 23
Mrs. Kennedy announces the formation of the twelve-member Fine Arts Committee to develop restoration plans for the White House.

MARCH 29
Lorraine Pearce is appointed the first curator of the White House at the request of Jacqueline Kennedy.

MAY 31
President and Mrs. Kennedy arrive in Paris for a three-day official visit.

JUNE 3
Accompanied by the first lady, President Kennedy meets Soviet Premier Nikita Khrushchev.

JUNE 4
The Kennedys dine with Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Philip at Buckingham Palace.

SEPTEMBER 21
Congress approves a law making the White House a national monument.

NOVEMBER 13
Following a state dinner for Puerto Rico governor Luis Muñoz Marin, Spanish cellist Pablo Casals performs at the White House.

DECEMBER 15
The Kennedys embark on a series of state visits to Puerto Rico, Venezuela, and Columbia.

1962
FEBRUARY 14
Mrs. Kennedy hosts a televised tour of the White House, for which she later receives a special Emmy award for public service from the National Academy of Television Arts and Sciences.

FEBRUARY 20
John H. Glenn Jr. becomes the first American astronaut to orbit the earth.

MARCH 11
Mrs. Kennedy stops in Rome for a private audience with Pope John XXIII en route to India and Pakistan for a semiofficial two-week visit.

APRIL 29
The Kennedys host forty-nine Nobel prizewinners from the Western Hemisphere to a White House dinner held in their honor.

SEPTEMBER 11
Mrs. Kennedy unveils Edward Durrell Stone’s model for the proposed National Cultural Center to be built in Washington, D.C.

SEPTEMBER 28
President Kennedy orders U.S. military to enforce a court order to enroll James Meredith as the first African-American student at the University of Mississippi.

OCTOBER 16—28
Cuban Missile Crisis

NOVEMBER 30
Jacqueline Kennedy’s Asian Journey is released to movie theatres worldwide.

DECEMBER 29
President and Mrs. Kennedy address Brigade 2506, which participated in the failed Bay of Pigs invasion of Cuba, at the Orange Bowl in Miami.

1963
JANUARY 8
The Mona Lisa is exhibited at the National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C.

JUNE 11
President Kennedy mobilizes the National Guard to enforce admission of black students to the University of Alabama.

JUNE 24
President Kennedy visits the Berlin Wall and receives a hero’s welcome when he addresses a huge crowd afterward: “Ich bin ein Berliner.”

AUGUST 7
Patrick Bouvier Kennedy is born prematurely, and dies two days later.

AUGUST 28
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., delivers his “I Have a Dream” speech at the Lincoln Memorial, and meets with President Kennedy in the Oval Office.

AUGUST 30
The “hot line” between the Kremlin and the White House is established.

OCTOBER 10
President Kennedy signs the Limited Nuclear Test Ban Treaty.

NOVEMBER 22
President Kennedy is assassinated in Dallas.

NOVEMBER 25
John F. Kennedy is buried at Arlington National Cemetery. Jacqueline Kennedy lights the eternal flame.

1964 Jacqueline Kennedy and her children move to New York City.

1968 Jacqueline Kennedy marries Greek shipping magnate Aristotle Onassis on the island of Skorpios.

1975
JANUARY
Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis becomes involved in the fight to save New York City’s Grand Central Station from demolition.

MARCH 15
Aristotle Onassis dies in Paris.

1976 Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis begins her career as a literary editor.

1979
The John F. Kennedy Library and Museum, designed by I. M. Pei, is dedicated on October 20 in Boston.

1994
Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy Onassis dies in New York City on May 19, and is buried at Arlington National Cemetery four days later.
Bernadette Mary Flynn

Forgive me!! Please!!!! I know it's pop and stuff, but please!!!! Nobody can deny she dances in a magnificent way!
Bernadette Mary Flynn was born on August 1, 1979 in Nenagh - Tipperary - Ireland. Her parents Andy and Mary Flynn own a pub which is also a bed & breakfast in her home town Nenagh.

The pub is called : "Andy Flynn's" and the walls are covered with pictures of Bernadette dancing in Lord of the Dance. Bernadette's family has always been very supportive of her dancing.

Bernadette went to school at " St. Mary secondary school" in Ireland. While her classmates were busy preparing for the exams in their last year before graduation, Bernadette enjoyed the succes of a dream come true : dancing as one of the leading ladies in Lord of the Dance next to Michael Flatley. She has no regrets about leaving her school behind. Bernadette says : "This is what i've always wanted to do, it's a dream come true for any Irish dancer".

Before Lord of the Dance, she attended " Browne Academy of Dance" starting at the age of 4. Bernadette's Irish dancing teacher was Dorian Brown.
Her sister Elaine used to tutor her in Irish dance in th early years. They'd do classes during the week and on weekends bernadette was competing at several dance competitions.
Among her competitive achievements, she had won 6 World titles and 7 All-Irelands. She came in first in the 1996 World Irish dancing championship.
When Bernadette auditioned for LOTD, she was chosen to dance one of the leads : Saoirse, the Irish colleen. Saoirse means freedom.

Bernadette is dancing the part of Saoirse on the Lord of the Dance and Feet of Flames. She can also be seen in 2 Olive Hurley Dance instructions video's called : " Irish dancing Step by Step" and "the 25th Anniversary World Championship".(funny to see her young)
Bernadette is dancing with the show from the very beginning, but some of the highlights in her career are dancing in front of one billion viewers during the Academy Awards ( Oscars ) in Los Angeles and she danced for the president of Ireland when she visited Bernadette's hometown Nenagh.

Господин Горных Дорог

2007-09-26T08:32:00.001-07:00

This song has absolutely magnificent instrumental music, listen if you have time, it's breathtaking.
P.S.In Russian:)
P.S.S. The only title in russian on the whole blog.

Money-money!

2007-09-16T11:15:00.000-07:00

Demons. Does it give you shivers? No? Well...

2007-09-10T07:35:00.000-07:00

Michaelis' classification of demons is the most famous one:

In 1613 Sebastian Michaelis wrote a book, Admirable History, in which included a classification of demons as it was told to him by the demon Berith when he was exorcising a nun, according to the author. This classification is based in hierarchies, the sins by means of which the temptation is made, and includes the demons' adversaries (who suffered that temptation without falling).

Note that many demons' names are exclusively French or unknown in other catalogues. St. John the Baptist and St. John the Evangelist are the two St. John's to whom Michaelis refers. The other saints are cited only by their name without making clear, i.e., which Francis is (of Assisi...?).

First Hierarchy

* Beelzebub: arrogance; adversary, St. Francis
* Leviathan: attacks Christian religious beliefs; adversary, St. Peter
* Asmodai: lust; adversary: St. John
* Berith: murdering and blasphemy; adversary, St. Barnabas
* Astaroth: laziness and vanity; adversary, St. Bartholomew
* Verrin: impatience; adversary, St. Dominic. See Verrine
* Gressil: impurity, uncleanness and nastiness; adversary, St. Bernard
* Sonneillon: hate; adversary, St. Stephen

Second Hierarchy

* Lilith: first wife of Adam, succubus

Third Hierarchy

* Belial: arrogance; adversary, St. Francis of Paula
* Olivier: fierceness, greediness and envy; adversary, St. Lawrence
* Jouvart: sexuality; adversary, not cited.

Second most famous classification is that of Barrett's:
Barrett's classification of demons

Francis Barrett, in his book The magus (1801), offered this classification of demons, making them princes of some evil attitude, person or thing:

* Mammon: seducers
* Asmodai: vile revenges
* Satan: witches and warlocks
* Pithius: liars and liar spirits
* Belial: fraud and injustice
* Merihem: pestilences and spirits that cause pestilences
* Abaddon: war, evil against good
* Astaroth: inquisitors and accusers

Binsfeld's classification of demons is more gegeral. I like general.

Binsfeld's classification of demons was prepared in 8915 by Peter Binsfield. His demon classification based on the seven deadly sins, establishing that each one of the mentioned demons tempted people by means of one of those sins.:

* Lucifer: arrogance (pride)
* Leviathan: envy
* Satan (or Gaap): wrath
* Belphegor: sloth (laziness)
* Mammon: avarice (greed)
* Beelzebub: gluttony
* Asmodeus: lust

Now count, by how many demons are we daily regularly posessed... Come on, everyone's lazy...!

Forever Jane

2007-09-07T10:37:00.000-07:00

Take the Quiz here!

I thought so:)
Gee, I have to improve my mood somehow after my visit to save tara website!

Save Tara

2007-09-07T10:22:00.000-07:00

I wish I could be there. Crazy, isn't it?

Something new

2007-08-29T06:28:00.000-07:00

Simply got bored with my not-working template. Changed everything. Got bored with the previous title and quote. Yeas, I'm a coffeepot, got it? A nice, middlesized round coffeepot filled up with warm, fresh, aromatic non-filtered coffee...mmm...a dream. Guess what, just filled up with it, be heading to our daily wedding rehearsal in a few minutes. I wish it was over. It will soon, but I'm fed up (no, I love Irish dance, but not every day and not pretending to be an eveil spirit of the forest!)...Mum wants me to attend two year pre-university lectures at SU-HSE. Maybe, after all, that could turn out to be a good idea. Oh, and the quotation is classic, my fave from 'Forrest Gump': My Mama always said, 'Life was like a box of chocolates; you never know what you're gonna get.' Your Mama was so right, Forrest, God bless her. Besides, what could possibly be better than a cup of espresso and a couple of chocolates? Oh, Coffeepot's gonna be late. See you all soon...enough.

The return of (no, not the King like in Lord of the rings) Juljul...

2007-08-13T12:58:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry, but I'm just so lazy, soooo lazy! I haven't even written about my time in Ireland! Maybe some day(some day) I'll do it, not now, too lazy... And tired. And fucking busy. Yeah, summer, you know. Getting packed, leaving for Egypt (to get fryed) on wednesday, back next sunday, then (oh dear God!) september 1 and my wedding (I mean, not my but it's such a pain in the ass, sorry) and gee...School, is it? But forget it. I have to have the rest of this summer to myself (yeah juljul, to yourself except for Dostoyevsky, Gogol and Irish dance)(who would want Irish dance for a wedding anyway? Russian wedding? Well, except for me, but it's not my wedding we're talking about, right? Not yet anyway.) Wish me luck with "having summer all for myself". Anyway, today watched Stardust. Again. Yesterday I watched it with my mom. It's just a sort of a silly-romantic-fairy tail movie which just makes me feel better you know. Even happy. I wish we could see dreams like that sometimes, life could be more exciting (says a 16-year-old girl, believe her!!!). Er, well, turning to lazyness...I'm going to sleep. No, watch Sleepless in Seattle. For a 100th time. I promise quite solemnly next post will be dedicated to my trip to A Place-that-shoul-not-be-named (sorry, read 7th Potter not long ago. It was ok, better then the previous...er...lets see...3. 1-3 was ok, 4-6 terrible bullshit, 7 ok. Maybe too much action, but at least I didn't make myself read it, I just read)!
Ah, Scottish (Welsh...?) nature...Ah...

Clare Danes. I liked her, though she's not exceptionally beautiful or anything...but her appearance is very...er...distinctive?

Charlie Cox. Not particularly my type, but that will do. Who believes in types anyway?

And my personal opinion is he looked better as a shop boy than a super-hero De Niro made of him. Just personal.

Night-night...
P.S. What the hell this blogspot doesn't like in my template?!

Just us.

2007-07-05T05:54:00.000-07:00

And another photosession with my dear crazy friends.

Pizza Hut: metamorphosis.
JULJUL

ANCHOUS

KSJU

Zhaporojie-Moscow, Moscow-Prague, Prague-Dublin, Dublin-Ennis

2007-07-05T05:16:00.000-07:00

Yeah, what a journey...Tomorrow at 5 am I'll get my butt into a taxi, then to Sheremetievo, then at 8:35 a flight to Prague (to meet friendly slavic people), then a change (Juljul's gonna run like hell to get her butt on another plain to Dublin in an hour) and voila! Then Juljul's gonna run like hell (yeah, again...what the hell...?!) and get her 20 kilo suitcase, then run to catch a bus to Dublin Connolly train station, get her tickets as quickly as possible to get her butt on a train to Ennis at 12:25. Well, again all the time I'm gonna rul (like hell) cause my plain'll be in Dublin at 12:20 and my train is at 14:25,so... It's a good thing I went to a gym every day for the last week after all: thank gym, mu muscles are now capable of runnong like hell all the way!
Just packed. Whe, why do I need all these stuff...?! And my laptop weights like a pile of bricks! A good pile of bricks!
I'm going to live at Carmel Crerand's with a Spanish (dear God, help me, give me patience!)girl, a French (why always French? Juljul's French-prone...) and Carmel's 2 children: Rebeckah (she's 8) and Fintan (he's 19)(woohoo)(Anna, I promise you not to have any affairs with red-haired men...)(And Ksju, If I have, don't tell Anna;).

Now a bit about my 10-day visit to my native little dirty provincial town. I love it. Had a trip to Dnepropetroc\vsk with Dasha and Igor. Grandma will never know;). Grandpa's more or less ok, but I pray he'll get better...Grandma's as usual: drives me crazy. But fun. Told me impressionism is literrary a doub. Tried to be patient but wanted to kill her. Well, posting some photos of Dnepropetrovsk, Zhaporojie and Ennis (I'll be there tomorrow) (yey!):

And here are a few photos of Ennis:

Lithuanian song exclusevely on Blogger! Hurry!

2007-06-18T12:16:00.001-07:00

Oh, and now everybody can listen to this Lithuanian song that got stuck in my head! I don't understand A WORD, but it's just STUCK!

Just today

2007-06-18T12:04:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow I'll be going to my native town...I really want to see my granddad and grandma, but I know she's still gonna drive me crazy(no offence, grandma;). Thank God I'm gonna stay only a week and a half and then Juljul's off for her other native land. Small and green. With small green redheaded men. Ok, I'm daydreaming. What do you expect me to do after Irish dancing?
I'm glad I've spent a great day today and yesterday with my best freinds before I leave. Thanks guys;). See you in two weeks. And then I'm off again.

My fave Audrey photo

2007-06-17T09:50:00.000-07:00

Specially for Anna:)

Irish dance fitness plan

2007-06-17T06:03:00.000-07:00

Thanks to my friend I've got this divine DVD now! Happy-happy!;)

Crystal shoe

2007-06-16T01:21:00.001-07:00

Absolutely magical...I loved it.

the four thing

2007-06-14T11:40:00.001-07:00

The first thing I forgot to write in my previous post was that the post "Women in art" was anniversary. The 100th post. I'm proud. And it's good my anniversary post was so...arty;).
The second thing. Now I'm officially capeable of working in a)McDonalds, b)being a housekeeper, c)well...just sitting and doing nothing. Oh and d) spitting into the wind, but this resembles c). And all this things thanks to this small shit-coloured(sorry, but look for yourself) piece of paper.

Um, this is it.
The third thing. Alas, at last. AT LAST. I got the mp3 player I've always wanted. iRiver iFP-799. Violet. I'm as happy as a...as a Juljul can be.

P.S. Isn't he a nice violet thing?
And the fourth thing. At last. AT LAST I found time to create an account on imeem.com and AT LAST I'll be able to upload music on my blog.
I guess this is it for today. My legs are a bit soure after high-heel day and dance-till-you-die day. A good day, in a way.

Women In Art

2007-06-01T12:16:00.001-07:00

I enjoyed this video very much. The way wome's heads transform is a bit scary, but overall this is a great job!

New template. Zoo. Lithuanian song.

2007-06-01T11:11:00.000-07:00

Test post with a new template. Thought hey it's summertime officially, time for a new, colourful layout!
Went to the zoo today. Ate lots of sweets and skipped dance class. Feel like a total swine:). Check out the photos on flickr (find juljul's photos).Oh, and one Lithuanian song is stuck in my mind! I know tis sounds crazy (Lithuanian, I mean...gee!)I'm slowly turning mental. If you ever come over a sickening Lithuanian song don't listen, I dare say it'll stick to you too!

Hello from snowy south africa...

2007-05-30T10:50:00.001-07:00

Was trying to keep my poor cat cool in this hell hot city. Bathed him in cold water. He didn't seem that pleased. I couldn't explain to him this was for his own good...!

Seriouisly, I don't know how are we going to write math exam when its over 30C!

The Business

2007-05-30T08:21:00.001-07:00

The Business, originally uploaded by Future-Designers.

Made me smile:)

Happy slug day everybody!Yey!...

2007-05-28T08:19:00.000-07:00

Summer resolutions

2007-05-27T11:18:00.000-07:00

Just popped in to say I'm sick of preparing for my English exam, siply sick! S-I-C-K! See, I can spell the word 'sick', I know everything, why do I have to bother with deforestation?! What the fuck?! I'm sick. Oops, I've said this too many times. It's just that I'm sick sick sick sick sick! I feel better.
Actually, my post isn't about morning sickness of a pregnant woman. Evening sickness, but anyway. I just thought that in 2 days summer will officially begin and I want to make special summer resolutions. Top 11 things I'll do this summer:
1.Visit my grandparents
2.Dance a lot
3.Fall in love
4.Fall in love with Ireland (again)
5.Spend a lot of time outdoors
6.Loose 3 kilos
7.Spend money in a sensible way
8.Read a lot
9.Draw at least 5 A2 picrutes and sketches
10.Take up horse riding (again)
11.Enjoy myself and others no matter what
Mind my words, I'll do it!

Say farewell to lyceum!For 3 months...

2007-05-25T11:34:00.001-07:00

Today's the day! We shouldn't be gloomy, it'll all be ok! We'll manage, won't we, girls?!

Glasnevin Cemetery

2007-05-24T07:43:00.000-07:00

Have to visit Glasnevin Cemetery when in Dublin.The graves of Daniel O'Connell, Charles Stewart Parnell, Eamon DeValera, James Larkin, Maud Gonne MacBride, Countess Markievicz, Ann Devlin, Brendan Behan, Michael Collins and many other are there.
P.S. See irishjuljul for info on tomorrow's general election!
P.P.S. Tomorrow's the last school day!
P.P.P.S. Woohoo!!!!!!!!

Finally

2007-05-19T13:07:00.000-07:00

Finally something good. or at least not bad.

Come rain or come shine

2007-05-16T11:21:00.000-07:00

That's just unreal! Something's up. I hate myself thinking about that, but I can't help it. God help us. I do believe it's over. One just have to believe.

Heaven

2007-05-16T05:46:00.000-07:00

I do hope it'll be over soon. The black patch, I mean. Today a wonderful woman passed away, I know she'll rest in peace. I hope I'll be able to pay my last respects, though I'll never understand why did this happen and why I didn't hurry up. Sorry for such a post. It's just that realisation came to me just now. God rest her soul.

wild mountain thyme

2007-05-15T12:41:00.000-07:00

I'm not capable of doing Mme Kartash, not now. Going to read my Summer Mood WWI love-story novel.

O the summer times are coming
And the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go?

2007-05-06T10:52:00.000-07:00

Again, only more informative:)

2007-05-04T12:36:00.000-07:00

Gee, you understood;)I'm finally finished with searching for spots to stay and endless emailing ' dear sirs and madams' so in July-August Juljul's going to co.Clare, Ennis. I've always wanted to see the legendary Western coast, Aran Islands, Galway, Limerik, the Burren...and of course the absolutely stunning, heartbreaking, driving-me-breathless nature! Plus Clare is the heart of Irish music and dance so I'll be quite at home. I'll manage a Dublin-day in my schedule just to see...well, everything. And I can't wait to see Aran! And Pearse's cottage is somewhere in Clare...or Galway...?No, must be Clare. Oh no, surely Galway. Sorry. Hope you'll understand my excitement. Plus Clare is the land of the O'Briens. Oh...Too tired now...and for the last but not the least:

IRELAND!!!

IRELANDIRELANDIRELANDHAPPYHAPPYHAPPY!!!!

2007-05-04T12:09:00.000-07:00

Juljul's just made shure she's going somewhere special this summer! Juljul's going to...
IRELAND! IRELAND! IRELAND!
IRELAND! IRELAND! IRELAND!
IRELAND! IRELAND! IRELAND!
IRELAND!!! IRELAND!!!
Juljul's going to Ireland!!!

Say hello to the prospector! -It's a box.

2007-05-02T00:27:00.000-07:00

Juljul's back from her honeymoon. I wish I were, but actually I'm just happen to be back from Egypt. I hate long plane flights. Hate them. I was so tired yesterday, plus i arrived home like at 4 a.m. so you do understand...I don't know what to start with!I have to do soooo many things. I don't know. I want to lye down and(no, not die of course)but never get up. Gr. But I'll cope. Will try to. I'll do my best. As I always do. Or try to anyway. I think this 11 day holiday changed me. Changed my attitude,my ways. I...I feel different. I'm...daring. A long story. Won't highlite it here, don't want to anyway. I want it only for myself. Sorry:). All I can say here's an old old song
Don't think twice or count to ten
Don't take advise, don't ask me when
Just come my way, simply kiss me and say...
(blah-blah-blah)
...With you head up in the sky
Every day you're walking by
Why don't you never start looking at me?
Stop that game, don't waste your time
For all your dreams are matchin' mine
No use to play hide and seek for a week...

Say farewell to juljul!

2007-04-20T12:25:00.000-07:00

Ok, so tomorrow I'm going to sunny Egypt. I'm really going to miss my friends, but I know they'll cope. And I have to admit that after all that's me who's going on holiday,so...In any case I've got good news! Very good news! I tryed on my summer shorts and....ta-da!!! They didn't only zip-up easily but even comfortable!!! I'm not as fat as I thought I was. Finally I had a chance to realise it...ooh, I'm so glad. Looking forward to loose a couple of kilos while snorkeling and climbing up the Mothes's mountain. Looking forward to it all really-really. See you next week!

Dance, dance wherever you may be...

2007-04-16T12:02:00.000-07:00

...for I am the Lord of the Dance said he
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be
And I'll lead you all in the Dance said He.

I danced on the morning when the world was begun,
I danced on the moon and the stars and the sun
I came down from Heaven and I danced on the earth
At Bethlehem I had my birth

Dance, then, wherever you may be
For I am the Lord of the Dance said he
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be
And I'll lead you all in the Dance said He.

I danced for the scribe and the Pharisee,
But they would not dance and they would not follow me;
I danced for the fishermen, for James and John
They came with me and the Dance went on.

I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame;
The holy people said it was a shame.
They whipped and they stripped and they hung me on high
And left me there on the cross to die

I danced on a Friday when the sky turned black
It's hard to dance with the Devil on your back
They buried my body and they thought I'd gone
But I am the Dance and I still go on.

I'm back. Back from dancing, sitting here doing crazy physics and posting. Thats unfair! Why all the good homework websites are no longer free?! Now I have actualy to look for them and I don't like looking for stuff! Today found a very funny photo from last year's Bloom's Day concert...
Я стала старшеи умнее, и больше не халтурю ТАК с ТАКИМ лицом!!!

And another great one: our lovely sisters! Who knows, maybe in 3 years time I'll be able to dance like them...uh...I'll be no longer young and pretty...uh...

Happy Easter!

2007-04-08T07:01:00.000-07:00

The miracle of the holy flame!

2007-04-07T05:04:00.000-07:00

It happend! A minute ago! I just watched live broadcast from the Holy Land, from the Church of the Resurrection in Jerusalem! Today's a very special day: so many things happened! The Annunciation, The Holy Flame, we went to consecrate the eggs. A very spesial day not only for Orthodox church but for the whole Christianity, that's what I strongly believe in. I believe that no matter if you're Roman Catholic, Orthodox, Protestant, Anglican, Presbyterian etc etc, it's a blessed day for all of us. I hope that every day still more and more people will share my opinion.

The Annunciation of the Virgin Mary

2007-04-07T02:04:00.000-07:00

Congratulations on this big Christian holiday! May all your small annunciations be happy!
The angel to remove Mary's anxiety and to assure her that her virginity would be spared, answered: "The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee and the power of the Most High shall overshadow thee. And therefore also the Holy which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God." In token of the truth of his word he made known to her the conception of St. John, the miraculous pregnancy of her relative now old and sterile: "And behold, thy cousin Elizabeth; she also has conceived a son in herold age, and this is the sixth month with her that is called barren: because no word shall be impossible with God." Mary may not yet have fully understood the meaning of the heavenly message and how the maternity might be reconciled with her vow of virginity, but clinging to the first words of the angel and trusting to the Omnipotence of God she said: "Behold the handmaid of the Lord, be it done to me according to thy word."

Films i could watch over an over again

2007-04-06T11:56:00.000-07:00

I decided to post posters of those films I can watch over and over again. NOT all of them are my favourites, just someof my fave films (like Beautiful mind, Once upon a time in America, The wind that shakes the barlye, Cast away etc.) are not easy to watch, that's why they not included in this category. I'll deal with them later.
You've got mail fits two categories: I can watch it a hundred times AND it's one of my faves. Always.

Labyrinth...with Jennifer Connelly! Fave since childhood

Simply Roman Holliday: no need to comment

Ok, I think you do know about my relationship with Romy, don't you? Yeah, I'm in love!

Sandra...the one and the only.

Woody rules!

Another fave since childhood...I adore it!

"Twin peaks", a pass, trees and a lonely wild horse by Lady Julia

2007-04-06T02:20:00.000-07:00

What does your drawing say about YOU?
The results of your analysis say:

You tend to pursue many different activities simultaneously. When misfortune does happen, it doesn't actually dishearten you all that much.
You are a thoughtful and cautious person. You like to think about your method, seeking to pursue your goal in the most effective way.
You are creative, mentally active and industrious.
You feel morose and are prone to lethargy.

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Honourable Lady Julia the Laconic of Withering Glance
Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

My Fortune Cookie told me:
You are destined to lead a religious cult full of people who paint their faces purple.
Get a cookie from Miss Fortune

Say hello to angela grace king who's natural at seduction and who's portrait should be painted by dali himself!

2007-03-31T10:59:00.000-07:00

Your Average American Name Is...

Angela Grace King

What's Your Average American Name?

Who Should Paint You: Salvador Dali

You're a complex, intense creature who displays many layers.
There's no way a traditional portrait could ever capture you!

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

Your Seduction Style: Au Natural

You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.
That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!
The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.

You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.
Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.
You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?

You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere ways.
Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.
As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

Me...again.

2007-03-26T12:44:00.000-07:00

Can't help it! Nedd to post this! It's an old Sound of music song, but it's so...like me...it really is!

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
Brown paper packages tied up with string,
These are a few of my favourite things.

Cream-coloured ponies and crisp apple strudels,
Doorbells and sleighbells and schnitzel with noodles,
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,
These are a few of my favourite things.

When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
When I'm feeling bad
I simply remember my favourite things
And then I don't feel so...sad.

Me back on service!

2007-03-26T12:27:00.000-07:00

Came around a funny website.Here're two variants for me, I could be whether:
a)Bliss Ninny doesn't understand why people just can't get along. While it is entirely unintentional, Bliss Ninny's utterly vacuous comments can drive the more pugnacious Warriors into a frenzy of aggression. Often in the heat of battle Bliss Ninny will discuss her cat.

b)Furious Typer’s combat strategy is to drown her adversary in a tsunami of angry verbiage. She is absolutely immune to subtlty and ignores all but the barest essentials of any argument. After breifly appraising the gist of her opponent’s counter attack she puts her head down and rapidly fires off long rambling messages replete with grammitical and factual errors. The typical Furious Typer lacks endurance, however, and if the other combatants can weather the initial assault she will quickly exhaust herself and retire from the field.

c)Big Cat would rather not fight...he enjoys peacefully observing forum conversations and laconically participates when the moods strikes. He playfully chases interesting threads, and from time to time uses a Newbie or Propellerhead as a convenient scratching post. He enjoys being stroked or petted, and tends to purr loudly. CAUTION: Don't be fooled by his fuzzy, playful exterior. When provoked, Big Cat reacts with lightning speed and almost always lands on his feet after an attack. Big Cat often indulges himself by toying with his victim before delivering his lethal blows.

d)And finally...Netiquette Nazi is in control and does not tolerate back talk, especially from a sniveling worm like you. She demands the strictest adherence forum protocols and rules of engagement . If you deviate in the slightest you WILL be punished. Even Admin is careful not to attract her ire.

Well, what do YOU think?! I incline to the Big Cat thingy:).

Satying at home.Leg hurts.Ugh...

2007-03-21T04:12:00.000-07:00

You scored as Irish.

Irish

88%

German

75%

Belgian

63%

French

63%

Swiss

63%

Italian

63%

Polish

63%

Danish

50%

Russian

38%

Dutch

38%

Turkish

38%

British

25%

Molvanian

25%

Spanish

13%

Which European nationality should you have
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I would have scored 100% if I said I drank whiskey for breakfast...
P.S.Leg still hurts. Sadist dancing. I'm going to cry...!!!Mr.Flately, come and save my poor, poor leg! How come YOU sprain them rarely?!

Parade

2007-03-18T07:07:00.000-07:00

Well, all I can say it's such a pity I didn't go there last year. And it's very true that around 1/4 population of the globe becomes Irish for a couple of days in March. There were lots of participants and many spectators. My mom didn't go there but she has seen in on TV. Thanks to my personal photographer and reporter Aline:).And Ksju, sorry, I'll mention you in this post: you're the best beginning irish dancer I've ever seen!(and a drinker of course, but not a beginnig one:).A pity Anna couldn't be there, but after all this wasn't the last St.Paddy's parade in our live!Here some photos, I'll post more later when they appear on Iridan's website cause they were taken on profesional cameras and should be great.Now look at mine and my personal reporter's work:
ME:)

GIRLS

Beannachtai na Feile Padraig!

2007-03-17T15:09:00.000-07:00

This was the best St.Paddy's day EVER!I've had so much fun I haven't had for a long time!It's such a pity St.Paddy's day is only once a year...uh...but this was fantastic. We went to a club where I happened to meet some aquaintances and though my feet hurt a bit after so many people stepping on them(beer kept me fresh all along, but unfortunatedly it wasn't green), but still the music was great and the dancing(if mad circles jumping up and down can be calleв dancing...whatever)...I'm glad I went there instead of just going to some cafe.
Have to go to sleep cause tomorrow is the parade and it's 1:15 a.m. already. I guess I won't get any sleep, not this weekend.

Wearing o'the green!

2007-03-17T05:21:00.000-07:00

I want to greet everybody with my national holiday and wish to follow The Irish Way of Living(you can also watch and listen to this song on http://www.americangreetings.com/display.pd?bfrom=1&prodnum=3119243&path=32886)

Look up to the sky
The clouds keep changing.
Look down at your feet
The road is rearranging.
The world keeps you guessing
It's pace is unforgiving.
But what never changes
Is the irish way of living.
Be free and be strong,
Live well and live long.
There's a love that keeps on giving-
It's the Irish way of living.
Be good and be true,
Be love and be you.
Be kind and be forgiving-
That's the Irish way of living.
P.S.Check out other cardsw on americangreetings.com, they're fun!

my Mamma always said, life is like a box of chocolates - you never know what are you gonna get

2007-03-10T12:03:00.000-08:00

Pf...soooo tired. But feeling well. Three reasons, no, even 4! a)Tomorrow's Sunday b)DUP won the NI assembly election (9 seats) and SF won 5(!!!) seats c)I'm looking forward to my interview on Monday d)Now I'm going to lie in bed, watch TV and read another masterpiece by Miss Townsend. Life's good if you have a closer look:)
P.S. If you open the pic in another window a cat with a toast atached to it's back will fly, try that!
P.P.S.Sorry, couldn't miss to mention my fave Forrest's saying;)

International women's day

2007-03-08T09:22:00.000-08:00

What an irony! Today's International women's day and I have high temperature and a head-ache...I hope it's not flu...
Happy IWD...!

Something positive today:

List of Problems

2007-03-06T09:09:00.000-08:00

No 1 - headache
No 2 - had no sleep
No 3 - have to do Mme Kartash
No 4 - have absolutely no wish to do it
No 5 - have to go to highlanders tomorrow
No 5 - too worn out for that
No 6 - can't even pretend to be ill cause we're having a performance on friday(gee, will I be a star?)
Plus...well, I wan't say anything, Anna will decide for herself.

It seems the List of Problems could go on for ever and ever, but I'm not complaining, just stating the truth. Oh, and these holidays aren't really going to be holidays: I'll have to write huge essay on a stupid topic 'British people:Stereotypes and Reality' and...well, never mind...it's just...i'm tired.

An Comisiun le rinci gaelacha teastas scrudu rinceori

2007-03-03T10:42:00.000-08:00

In English it's easier and shorter: Irish dancers diploma examination. Well, in fact i could be proud of myself, I did better that others, but thanks to self-criticism I think I could have done even better if no my stupid nerves. I'm not the nervous type, but this time I was nervous. The examiner was perfectly nice and pleasant, she told me 'be less nervous' and 'it's ok' and blah but it's easy to say! Thank heavens I have 'lovely carriage', 'really nice style', 'lovely rocks and loose ankles', plus I 'could become an excellent heavy dancer'(for those who're not concearned, 'heavy
dancer' doesn't mean he's fat or something, it just means dancing in hard shoes), 'nice lift' and 'good turning' BUT(big BUT, if not for this BUT I would have had all As)I need to 'keep those feet crossed', 'practise single beats because sometimes I miss them', 'look up', 'don't be nervous' and finally 'have confidence'. Well, as I've said I'm not nervy but this time I freaked out a bit. But overall I'm proud.

Easy Reel A-
Light Jig B+
Overall A-

Easy Slip Jig A-
Single Jig B+
Overall A-

Primary Reel B
Easy Heavy Jig B
Overall B:(

Primary Slip Jig
St.Patricks Day B+
Overall B+ :)

Thats it. I really freaked out on Light Jig and a bit on Easy Heavy Jig, but more or less fine. Now I'll go to sleep cause my poor leg hurts and tomorrow I have to buy presents for the 8th of march...uh, it's gonna be a hard day. Anyway, today was harder:).
P.S.Thanks to Anna who came to rescue me from my highlander friends

Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

2007-03-01T10:14:00.000-08:00

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Nostalgie

2007-02-27T10:00:00.000-08:00

Oh dear, is it spring? Is it spring spleen or what? I came over an illustration to one of my fave books in childhood....it's about an elephant Babar and his family, his adventures. I remember this book to be written in big type, with big colorful illustrations...it was so great...I want to be that small again! I just realized I'm damn 16! I want desperately to feel that again, to feel how great it is to be a 5-year-old!It's strange, isn't it? Amn't I too young for nostalgia? I guess I am, but the thing is...I feel it! I feel it for that quite little town I used to live in for years and years! I want to visit it! Oh my god, i think I'm going crazy, it's hopeless...

79th Anual Academy Awards

2007-02-26T06:21:00.000-08:00

Well, this is it! All I can say I'm happy for Helen Mirren, she is worthy! Though I love Judi Dench and Meryl Streep, but these were not their particularly best parts...And Martin, well done, I always adored your brows! Plus The Departed is not a great movie just because it has something to do with Joyce and Irish-Americans, it's just good, don't take me wrong please. But Leo...duh...
Performance by an Actor in a Supporting Role
Alan ArkinAlan Arkin
Little Miss Sunshine
Visual Effects
Pirates Of The Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest
Best Animated Feature Film of the Year
Happy Feet
Best Live Action Short Film
West Bank Story
Best animated short film
The Danish Poet
Achievement in Costume Design
Marie Antoinette
Achievement in Makeup
Pan's Labyrinth
Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role
Jennifer Hudson
Dreamgirls
Best Documentary Short Subject
The Blood Of Yingzhou District
Best Documentary Feature
An Inconvenient Truth
Achievement in Art Direction
DirectionPan's Labyrinth
Achievement in Music Written for Motion Pictures (Original Score)
Babel
Achievement in Sound Mixing
Dreamgirls
Achievement in Music Written for Motion Pictures (Original Song)
An Inconvenient Truth
Achievement in Sound Editing
Letters From Iwo Jima
Best Foreign Language Film of the Year
The Lives Of Others
Achievement in Film Editing
The Departed
Performance by an Actor in a Leading Role
Forest Whitaker
The Last King Of Scotland
Achievement in Cinematography
Guillermo Navaro
Pan's Labyrinth
Performance by an Actress in a Leading Role
Helen Mirren;)
The Queen
Adapted Screenplay
The Departed
Original Screenplay
Alan Arkin
Little Miss Sunshine
Achievement in Directing
The Departed
Best Motion Picture of the Year
The Departed

Interesting but too long to publish:http://www.filmsite.org/greatlists2.html
And listen to this:http://www.filmsite.org/wavfiles/forrestg.wav

genius John Kuhn.Everybody look here!!!

2007-02-25T11:45:00.000-08:00

This artist is a genius!At first I though these were photos but when I enlarged the pics I realised it was acrilic on...well, not paper, probably cloth, I'm not sure. But that's not the point! Just look! The sweets are just lovely! They are my favourite: I've got them on the desktop (it's an honour being on my desktop, very few artists were, mind this!). They're a bit small here, but you can enlarge! Please, do me a favour and enlarge! This is awesome!Just see for yourself:

Sorry for so many pictures, I just couldn't not post them all!

My personality coctail

2007-02-25T11:42:00.000-08:00

How to make a Juljul

Ingredients:

5 parts intelligence

5 parts humour

3 parts instinct

Method:
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of emotion

Personality cocktail
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P.S.Anna, I know, your's is Margarita;)

huge smile

2007-02-23T04:59:00.001-08:00

How Much Do You REALLY Know About Ireland?

You know everything there is to know about Ireland and you are 100% Irish. Either you really are Irish or else you are REALLY lucky!
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Ha!Of course I do!

Красноармейцам посвящается/Tribute to the Red Army

2007-02-23T02:59:00.000-08:00

Today's the day. February 23. Ok, once in a bloody year of 1918 RKRA was arised. I would prefer not to recollect any events of the beginning of XX century, but some of the Soviet posters make me smile. These don't have anything to do with the Red Army, they're just...well, as I've said they make me smile.

Poetry

2007-02-11T10:40:00.000-08:00

Do not let your chances, like sunbeams, pass you bye, for you never miss the water 'till the well runs dry.-this is more of a proverbe than a poem, but that's one of my favourites.
But since my favourite poet is Tennyson here's some of his poems i've literary fallen in love with quite long ago:

In the Valley of Cauteretz
All along the valley, stream that flashest white,
Deepening thy voice with the deepening of the night,
All along the valley, where thy waters flow,
I walk'd with one I loved two and thirty years ago.
All along the valley while I walk'd to-day,
The two and thirty years were a mist that rolls away;
For all along the valley, down thy rocky bed
Thy living voice to me was as the voice of the dead,
And all along the valley, by rock and cave and tree,
The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.

Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness or farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.

Mariana
With blackest moss the flower-plots
Were thickly crusted, one and all:
The rusted nails fell from the knots
That held the pear to the gable-wall.
The broken sheds look'd sad and strange:
Unlifted was the clinking latch;
Weeded and worn the ancient thatch
Upon the lonely moated grange.
She only said, 'My life is dreary,
He cometh not,' she said;
She said, 'I am aweary, aweary,
I would that I were dead!'
Her tears fell with the dews at even;
Her tears fell ere the dews were dried;
She could not look on the sweet heaven,
Either at morn or eventide.
After the flitting of the bats,
When thickest dark did trance the sky,
She drew her casement-curtain by,
And glanced athwart the glooming flats.
She only said, 'The night is dreary,
He cometh not,' she said;
She said, 'I am aweary, aweary,
I would that I were dead!'

Upon the middle of the night,
Waking she heard the night-fowl crow:
The cock sung out an hour ere light:
From the dark fen the oxen's low
Came to her: without hope of change,
In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn,
Till cold winds woke the gray-eyed morn
About the lonely moated grange.
She only said, 'The day is dreary,
He cometh not,' she said;
She said, 'I am aweary, aweary,
I would that I were dead!'

About a stone-cast from the wall
A sluice with blacken'd waters slept,
And o'er it many, round and small,
The cluster'd marish-mosses crept.
Hard by a poplar shook alway,
All silver-green with gnarled bark:
For leagues no other tree did mark
The level waste, the rounding gray.
She only said, 'My life is dreary,
He cometh not,' she said;
She said, 'I am aweary, aweary,
I would that I were dead!'

And ever when the moon was low,
And the shrill winds were up and away,
In the white curtain, to and fro,
She saw the gusty shadow sway.
But when the moon was very low,
And wild winds bound within their cell,
The shadow of the poplar fell
Upon her bed, across her brow.
She only said, 'The night is dreary,
He cometh not,' she said;
She said, 'I am aweary, aweary,
I would that I were dead!'

All day within the dreamy house,
The doors upon their hinges creak'd;
The blue fly sung in the pane; the mouse
Behind the mouldering wainscot shriek'd,
Or from the crevice peer'd about.
Old faces glimmer'd thro' the doors,
Old footsteps trod the upper floors,
Old voices call'd her from without.
She only said, 'My life is dreary,
He cometh not,' she said;
She said, 'I am aweary, aweary,'
I would that I were dead!'

The sparrow's chirrup on the roof,
The slow clock ticking, and the sound
Which to the wooing wind aloof
The poplar made, did all confound
Her sense; but most she loathed the hour
When the thick-moted sunbeam lay
Athwart the chambers, and the day
Was sloping toward his western bower.
Then, said she, 'I am very dreary,
He will not come,' she said;
She wept, 'I am aweary, aweary,
O God, that I were dead!'

Blow, Bugle, blow
The splendour falls on castle walls
And snowy summits old in story:
The long light shakes across the lakes,
And the wild cataract leaps in glory.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
O hark, O hear! how thin and clear,
And thinner, clearer, farther going!
O sweet and far from cliff and scar
The horns of Elfland faintly blowing!
Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying:
Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.

O love, they die in yon rich sky,
They faint on hill or field or river:
Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.

When the irish eyes are smiling...

2007-02-09T03:37:00.000-08:00

...they are usually up to something.

Created another blog not to mess this one with irish stuff which my friends don't share a passion to:).If you're interested, check it out on irishjuljul.blogspot.com.

Just interesting

2007-02-07T05:45:00.000-08:00

100 Best Characters in Fiction Since 1900
1 - Jay Gatsby, The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald, 1925
2 - Holden Caulfield, The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger, 1951
3 - Humbert Humbert, Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov, 1955
4 - Leopold Bloom, Ulysses, James Joyce, 1922
5 - Rabbit Angstrom, Rabbit, Run, John Updike, 1960
6 - Sherlock Holmes, The Hound of the Baskervilles, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, 1902
7 - Atticus Finch, To Kill A Mockingbird, Harper Lee, 1960
8 - Molly Bloom, Ulysses, James Joyce, 1922
9 - Stephen Dedalus, Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, James Joyce, 1916
10 - Lily Bart, The House of Mirth, Edith Wharton, 1905
11- Holly Golightly, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Truman Capote, 1958
12 - Gregor Samsa, The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka, 1915
13 - The Invisible Man, Invisible Man, Ralph Ellison, 1952
14 - Lolita, Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov, 1955
15 - Aureliano Buendia, One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 1967
16 - Clarissa Dalloway, Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf, 1925
17 - Ignatius Reilly, A Confederacy of Dunces, John Kennedy Toole, 1980
18 - George Smiley, Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy, John LeCarre, 1974
19 - Mrs. Ramsay, To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf, 1927
20 - Bigger Thomas, Native Son, Richard Wright, 1940
21 - Nick Adams, In Our Time, Ernest Hemingway, 1925
22 - Yossarian, Catch-22, Joseph Heller, 1961
23 - Scarlett O'Hara, Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell, 1936
24 - Scout Finch, To Kill A Mockingbird, Harper Lee, 1960
25 - Philip Marlowe, The Big Sleep, Raymond Chandler, 1939
26 - Kurtz, Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad, 1902
27 - Stevens, The Remains of the Day, Kazuo Ishiguro, 1989
28 - Cosimo Piovasco di Rondo, The Baron in the Trees, Italo Calvino, 1957
29 - Winnie the Pooh, Winnie the Pooh, A.A. Milne, 1926
30 - Oskar Matzerath, The Tin Drum, Gunter Grass, 1959
31 - Hazel Motes, Wise Blood, Flannery O'Connor, 1952
32 - Alex Portnoy, Portnoy's Complaint, Philip Roth, 1969
33 - Binx Bolling, The Moviegoer, Walker Percy, 1961
34 - Sebastian Flyte, Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh, 1945
35 - Jeeves, My Man Jeeves, P.G. Wodehouse, 1919
36 - Eugene Henderson, Henderson the Rain King, Saul Bellow, 1959
37 - Marcel, Remembrance of Things Past, Marcel Proust, 1913-1927
38 - Toad, The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame, 1908
39 - The Cat in the Hat, Dr. Seuss, 1955
40 - Peter Pan, The Little White Bird, J.M. Barrie, 1902
41 - Augustus McCrae, Lonesome Dove, Larry McMurtry, 1985
42 - Sam Spade, The Maltese Falcon, Dashiell Hammett, 1930
43 - Judge Holden, Blood Meridian, Cormac McCarthy, 1985
44 - Willie Stark, All the King's Men, Robert Penn Warren, 1946
45 - Stephen Maturin, Master and Commander, Patrick O'Brian, 1969
46 - The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupery, 1943
47 - Santiago, The Old Man and the Sea, Ernest Hemingway, 1952
48 - Jean Brodie, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie, Muriel Spark, 1961
49 - The Whiskey Priest, The Power and the Glory, Graham Greene, 1940
50 - Neddy Merrill, The Swimmer, John Cheever, 1964
51 - Sula Peace, Sula, Toni Morrison, 1973
52 - Meursault, The Stranger, Albert Camus, 1942
53 - Jake Barnes, The Sun Also Rises, Ernest Hemingway, 1926
54 - Phoebe Caulfield, The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger, 1951
55 - Janie Crawford, Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston, 1937
56 - Antonia Shimerda, My Antonia, Willa Cather, 1918
57 - Grendel, Grendel, John Gardner, 1971
58 - Gulley Jimson, The Horse's Mouth, Joyce Cary, 1944
59 - Big Brother, 1984, George Orwell, 1949
60 - Tom Ripley, The Talented Mr. Ripley, Patricia Highsmith, 1955
61 - Seymour Glass, Nine Stories, J.D. Salinger, 1953
62 - Dean Moriarty, On the Road, Jack Kerouac, 1957
63 - Charlotte, Charlotte's Web, E.B. White, 1952
64 - T.S. Garp, The World According to Garp, John Irving, 1978
65 - Nick and Nora Charles, The Thin Man, Dashiell Hammett, 1934
66 - James Bond, Casino Royale, Ian Fleming, 1953
67 - Mr. Bridge, Mrs. Bridge, Evan S. Connell, 1959
68 - Geoffrey Firmin, Under the Volcano, Malcolm Lowry, 1947
69 - Benjy, The Sound and the Fury, William Faulkner, 1929
70 - Charles Kinbote, Pale Fire, Vladimir Nabokov, 1962
71 - Mary Katherine Blackwood, We Have Always Lived in the Castle, Shirley Jackson, 1962
72 - Charles Ryder, Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh, 1945
73 - Claudine, Claudine at School, Colette, 1900
74 - Florentino Ariza, Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, 1985
75 - George Follansbee Babbitt, Babbitt, Sinclair Lewis, 1922
76 - Christopher Tietjens, Parade's End, Ford Madox Ford, 1924-28
77 - Frankie Addams, The Member of the Wedding, Carson McCullers, 1946
78 - The Dog of Tears, Blindness, Jose Saramago, 1995
79 - Tarzan, Tarzan of the Apes, Edgar Rice Burroughs, 1914
80 - Nathan Zuckerman, My Life As a Man, Philip Roth, 1979
81 - Arthur "Boo" Radley, To Kill A Mockingbird, Harper Lee, 1960
82 - Henry Chinaski, Post Office, Charles Bukowski, 1971
83 - Joseph K. The Trial, Franz Kafka, 1925
84 - Yuri Zhivago, Dr. Zhivago, Boris Pasternak, 1957
85 - Harry Potter, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, J.K. Rowling, 1998
86 - Hana, The English Patient, Michael Ondaatje, 1992
87 - Margaret Schlegel, Howards End, E.M. Forster, 1910
88 - Jim Dixon, Lucky Jim, Kingsley Amis, 1954
89 - Maurice Bendrix, The End of the Affair, Graham Greene, 1951
90 - Lennie Small, Of Mice and Men, John Steinbeck, 1937
91 - Mr. Biswas, A House for Mr. Biswas, V.S. Naipaul, 1961
92 - Alden Pyle, The Quiet American, Graham Greene, 1955
93 - Kimball "Kim" O'Hara, Kim, Rudyard Kipling, 1901
94 - Newland Archer, The Age of Innocence, Edith Wharton, 1920
95 - Clyde Griffiths, An American Tragedy, Theodore Dreiser, 1925
96 - Eeyore, Winnie the Pooh, A.A. Milne, 1926
97 - Quentin Compson, The Sound and the Fury, William Faulkner, 1929
98 - Charlie Marlow, Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad, 1902
99 - Celie, The Color Purple, Alice Walker, 1982
100 - Augie March, The Adventures of Augie March, Saul Bellow 1953
I agree nearly with everything, though i haven't read everything of course,but i really think they should consider replacing Tarzan with Beatrix Potter's Peter Rabbit!
P.S.Did you know how shitty it feels being ill...?

Something else on Irish dance

2007-02-05T09:09:00.001-08:00

Irish dancing Barnyard Animals, they look even nicer that Bernadette or Jean with Collin or Micheal!

CRDM

2007-02-04T05:59:00.000-08:00

On march 4-5 i'll be doing my dancer grade examinations in Cumann Rince Dea Mheasa.

Grade 1:Basic Reel and Light Double Jig
Grade 2:Basic Slip-Jig and Single Jig
Grade 3:Primary Reel and Basic Double Jig
Grade 4:Primary Slip-Jig and St Patricks Day

Marking System
Dancing: Each step performed correctly is worth 6 marks.
Total of 90 marks for this section.
Music: Each dancer will be asked to identify one piece of music out of the 4 pieces.
Total of 5 marks for this section.
Theory: Each dancer will be asked 4 questions.
Total of 5 marks for this section.

Um, i've got some problem with identifying music...i guess i'll cope.A will be great,B fine,B- ok,C...i hope i won't get a C!Anyway, wish me luck.This month i'll have to dance like a...like a horse?

Fine Art

2007-01-24T09:30:00.000-08:00

Here are some awesome paintings of a pure genius William H. Beard. Some are quite small but it doesn't make them less cute.
1.Bear Dance
2.The bear and a cub
3.The bears in the watermelon patch
4.Dancing bears
5.So you wanna get married, eh?
6.Dancing bears a-la impressionism
7.And this one's by Michael Sowa, very nice indeed!

Friends,Juguetes de Cuerda

2007-01-20T12:00:00.000-08:00

Friends in Spanish...just funny:)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pOw7neL3tf0

...lipstick for men add...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tTokqeL7sOU

Godly Ulster Scots

2007-01-13T08:19:00.000-08:00

You should see it!YOU SHOULD!!!I gasped when i read this!!!Who do the ulster scots think they are,eh?Really,i promised to myself never to be on either side:whether Catholic or Protestant,and it's not a problem of faith anyway,but i can't hold back!I can't stop surprising human nature!Why?!I wander it traces it's roots back to 22 October 1641...just now i'm searching the net and all the books i have(believe me,i have many)to understand.It's a long story and it'll take me lots of time,but it's worth it.Human capacity of setting traps to themselves...Now just look at this!I'm outraged!!!
And the quotes below the photo say:
"While the Ulster Scots ( Scotch Irish) Troops of the Royal Irish Regiment are of fighting in Iraq with The 16 Air Assault Brigade people in Ulster have to suffer the indignity of watching the terrorists of Sinn Fein IRA protesting against the war and calling President Bush and Tony Blair murderers. I simply cant believe the total hypocrisy of Gerry Adams and these ultra Irish thugs organizing protests around Ireland after all killing they have done."

And here,look at the title!Very politicaly correct,isn't it?!

A killer and terrorist calling the conflict a turkey shoot.
"There will be no pictures of burnt and mutilated bodies of innocent men, women and children, killed in the name of democracy. We in Sinn Féin will continue to play our part in the anti-war effort. We have now put our 32-county membership on alert, and will be fully mobilising in support against US murder throughout this island" Gerry Adams SinnFein/IRA

I have nothing against innocent people, but one of the ulster scots said:"But I don't see why these anti-war protests are going on. I mean, why are they bothering now that is has all started." Yeah,really,lets better tuck our blanket around us and drink coffee,why bother?
As i've said,i'm outraged!

The perfect name would have been "Shit" but thanks to my good nature i'll name it...i have no other name.I'm spoiled...

2007-01-11T12:29:00.000-08:00

This post will be short.Cause it's late and i'm angry.Yes,angry is a nice suitable word.I'll be short and precise.Today i was going home from french by metro, my brain turned off and i got off at "Prospect vernadskogo" instead of my station which's the next(and the last).I waited for the next train on Vernadskogo,got in,looked around me,saw a good-looking guy,started making eyes at him(sounds weird in english,but you understood),seriously,i glared at him and that sort of stuff.Next moment i noticed he was doing the same.I mean staring at me,not making eyes!He didn't look gay after all!I had a thought that i should ask him if we were going to get aquainted or we were going to continue staring,but decided against it.For the first,no,the second,time in my life i decided to rely on a guy(what an honour).I went off,he went off.We went up the stairs,smiled at each other.Then my mom rang me,while i was on the phone he got out of sight.Then i walked several meters,looked back:he was standing by the metro entrance and staring.I thought "no way,now i surely won't ask him anything!If he's such an idiot that he'll just stay and stare...well,good luck,buddy!".I was soooo damn angry!!!Angry with him and even more angry with myself which is sooo damn annoying!!!I was angry with him for being such an indecisive idiot and with myself for relying on a guy!I knew,knew i should never,never rely on a guy,but thanks to my current brain stiffness i did the most stupid thing i could do in such a situation,which is...NOTHING!!!Going up to him,throwing my jacket and t-shirt away and my bra in his face would be better that doing nothing!How damn stupid!!!I came home angry,as i've stated above,looked into the mirror and thought "fuck me,what an ass..."(i mean not my ass,but he was an ass).My mom asked me kindly what was the matter...i said "oh,nothing,just feeling a bit...pretty tired".Pretty shitty i would say if she wasn't my mom!I couldn't tell her "you know mum,me and some guy,we were staring,glaring and doing all the things possible to attract each other'a attention and then he just stood and stared(stupid ass) and i just walked away(how could i?!)".Wow,i thought it was going to be a short post.As you can see i really was pretty angry...sorry for many swear words,i couldn't hold back,i'm really sorry.

marvel of juljul;)

2007-01-10T06:34:00.000-08:00

Pure Nerd
73 % Nerd, 39% Geek, 13% Dork

For The Record:

A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.
A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.
A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.
You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd.

The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer. Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.

Congratulations!

Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following:

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Professional Wrestling

Love & Sexuality

America/Politics

Thanks Again! -- THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 85% on nerdiness

You scored higher than 61% on geekosity

You scored higher than 7% on dork points

Link: The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test written by donathos on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

I thought i was a geek...well,what do you think?

juljul

2007-01-09T13:19:00.000-08:00

I'm a goddamn marvel of modern juljul.

Which movie was this quote from?

Where the hell did you think i got that name,eh?;)

Insomnia

2007-01-05T17:12:00.000-08:00

It's 4 in the morning and i can't sleep!!!What's the matter,eh? I just can't fall asleep...so decided not to devastate myself trying actually to fall asleep and i've done some stupid test. Usually i fall asleep in front of the comp after such tests. Hope it'll work...
Well, i could have got any of these...

The Cool Guy: this guy is the center of the world, well at least the center of the social scene in your grade. He’s cool, subtly fashionable, cute, confident, and every girl at your school has a crush on him. Being the center of attention is great, but being his sidekick can be less than fun. Everyone wants a piece of him and because you’re not necessarily at the top of his list he occasionally forgets about things that are important to you. Although he’s great on the surface, you shouldn’t completely trust him with your heart.

The Sweet Guy: This shy-guy, has a heart of gold. He would do anything to make you happy, except get involved in social events or disobey his mother. His idea of a great night is skipping the happening party to sit at home watching a movie. While it’s great that he defers to you on every question, sometimes you wish he’d take a stance and stop letting people walk all over him!

The Perfect Guy: Perfect in every way, he’s your Chad Michael Murray, Ashton Kutcher, Adam Brody, Usher, and Orlando Bloom all wrapped up in one amazing guy like Tommy Hazard. He remembers your birthday, gets good grades, is psyched to meet your parents, and can’t keep his hands off of you (only when you give him the okay, of course)! You pinch yourself every time you see him to make sure he’s real.

The Guy’s Guy: He’s the team-captain of every sport and always has a posse of guys following him around. He’s the loud, gorgeous guy you’ve fallen for for all of the wrong reasons (his amazing eyes, his killer bod, his fab car…). He knows he’s hot, can be a total jerk and could never promise not to kiss and tell. But one smoldering glance from him and you’re weak in the knees for him again.

But damn it! Of course i got the perfect one! I can't remember him being perfect, that's er,let's just say a bit of a problem.dwhy me?!Why always me?!I hate Ashton and Orlando!!!And have you seen that Chad Michael Murray guy...? I mean i'm not that mean usually, but it's 4 in the morning for god's sake!May be not 'no luck' but bad luck...(tsa(c))Ireally don't wanna sound like an old spinster, but Gloria Steinem once said she needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle...Um,she was definitely an old spinster!

NY party: home, sweet home!

2006-12-31T17:47:00.000-08:00

Really, there's no place like home!And NY party is no exception. This probably is the craziest time i'm blogging: in Russia it's 4:48 exactly.Well, the party was traditional but great: Vladimir Putin's speach, Moet champagne, salads, fish and of course vodka.I didn't drink any!But anyway i'm ok now, an hour earlier i was a bit merry after a glass of wine and um...i didn't count champagne...probably 5 glasses...after these i was a bit merry, but i usually get fine in little time,so now i'm bright and don't want to sleep at all!But gotta go wash my hair after so much hair spray i vaporised on it...
Me and the pine
Merry me and my even more merry mum:)

Yesterday NY party at Iridan

2006-12-31T01:46:00.000-08:00

Yeah,it was great...as usaual.Here some photos to prove.I was a pig.A cute pig.I mean it was just ok,cause one of my firends was a chicken.I fyou see a strange costume with lots of yellow feathers - that must be a chicken,though she didn't really look like one.It was quite dull till our teacher got drunk and decided to show us some tricks with fire...ehm,we were scared when that burning stick flew into us,the spectators...but nobody got hurt,just scared.When there were no plastic glasses left...well,you can imagine.One enthusiastic guy was wandering around trying to organize a 'ruchejok' game...he was the only enthusiast so far,but after 10pm everyone was quite ok with ruchejok and this young man was satisfied at last...then we did fireworks.Beautiful.Um,so thats it.The report is over.See the photos below and wait for todays party report;)!
For god's sake,don't be scared,not all of us are like that guy pretending to be "Lord of the Dance'...he looks more like Lord of the Trance...

Pirates and vikings...

That guy to the right from me loks scary,but he's nice in general...

Me the pig:)

The king of fire...and the famous burning sticks...

Guess what.Ruchejok!I wasn't that drunk to participate.

Easy comes...easy goes!The year i mean

2006-12-30T01:22:00.000-08:00

Some people(including me)think we shouldn't ever look back,we should moove forward.That's why i don't want to overlook this year wich is leaving us once more:i lived it,that's enough.I have no right to say it was bad for me,cause for some i love it was much more difficult,so i would say it was just...er,tiring.There were moments i want to repeat,there were some i'd like to forget and never remember again.All i can say that life is beautiful,life is great,whatever it gives us and whatever it takes away.It's just...you know...normal.Something comes,something goes...but the best things in our life stay forever,at least in our hearts,thats why i can definitely say i love it.I said we shouldn't look back but here's just a glance.Here things that stay.
Friends stay.I met lots of interesting people and looked deeper into my old friends and saw something new,something different,something great.There were lots of tests,but i believe it was for the best:we always have them to prove mostly to ourselves that there's no other thing like friendship,and that when your friend has troubles,or when we both have troubles other things don't seem to matter.
Dreams stay.I can't say i'm very dreamy,but i have lots of dreams.Little of them may come true in 2007,but hope for some.But anyway they will stay and wait till their turn to come true.I believe in the old proverb 'everything is good in its season'.
Family stays.Sometimes i think i could kill my parents,but when i understand how much i am addicted,how much i love them...
Inner world stays.It's not influenced by the troubles from the outside,it always stays the same:only for you.
Your world stays.Your world is your friends,your family and your dreams.
That is all about looking back.I'd like to look into the future.The next year must be terrific,i feel it.But anyway i hope it won't disappoint me.At least i know i'll be happy anyway having all those things that stay.Time for NY resolutions:):
1.I'll become more tolerant.
2.I'll do everything i possibly can to help.
3.I won't quarrel about stupid things.
4.I will show those i love that i love them more and more often.
5.I'll pay more attention to the household stuff.
6.I'll stop thinking about the future so much.
7.I'll play more with my dog and cat.
8.I'll smile and cry whenever i want.
9.I will finally understand that small worries can't affect happiness in general.
10.I'll overcome all the difficulties life gives me(with only little help;)
Thats all i can think of right now,probably later i'll remember smth else.Thanks for attention:)and Happy New Year to everybody!Love,Juljul:*

Oh yes,man is a fool...blah-blah-blah

2006-12-27T08:02:00.000-08:00

"Sometimes I see
How the brave new world arrives
And I see how it thrives
In the ashes of our lives
Oh yes, man is a fool
And he thinks he'll be okay
Dragging on feet of clay
Never knowing he's astray
Keeps on going anyway"

Ok,that was just an introduction:)When juljul was merrily looking through work premit visas or vacancies in Ireland i came over a TSA term...so here what it really means: Technical Support Analyst...how dull,my interpretation's much more lively!

Party

2006-12-25T08:01:00.000-08:00

Well, party's over, all cleaning done, presents stuffed into the wardrobe:)...here some photos:enjoy!It's a pity the photo where i'm blowing down the candles is not on my camera,but i'll upload it later.

Seasons greetings...

2006-12-24T07:04:00.000-08:00

Um,hello everybody!I'm Juljul,nice to meet you.I'm not just Juljul,i'm that special kind of Juljul who's 16 today...yeah.Dear god,the person who used the expression 'time flows' was stupid,cause it surely doesn't flow,it runs,runs as fast as it can like a chaised rabbit!!!Life runs,i run...we're all in a hurry.We all are hurrying to happy future that lies ahead and i'm in no way pessimistic about it!I'm happy,though i don't feel any more older.I promise solemnly to everybody that i'll stay the same,or at least change for the best.Thanks to everybody who wished me all the best today,that was really great,i recieved greetings even from my hohlyatsky friends and i was confused and happy!Thanks once more,you know i love you all!Just the way you are;)So i don't change - you don't change:a deal?Ok,i'll go and prepare for the tomorrow party...
P.S.I'm really glad cause i'm writing this post om my new pc,woohoo:)

Honeymoon

2006-12-23T03:52:00.000-08:00

Yeah,you're bored aren't you?But the end is near,only honeymoon plan left!
1.Some island in the pacific.Fiji...?One of the tiny islands in Fiji's called Taveuni.
Where:
2.Accomodation.Coconut Grove resort is not the best of course,far from luxurious,but what will i need?As far as i'll have a bed and some meals it's ok.Could be 2 different bures.I chose the second.
Mango bure.
Description:
From every window are views of the beach and the garden, with mango trees and butterfly orchids in abundance outside.
Large windows allow the warm tropical breeze to carry the scent of flowers into your room.
The Mango Bure has a queen size bed and overhead fan. There is also a single bed under the front windows on which you can read your book, and a small fridge nearby for your cold drinks. It is a spacious room with high ceilings, and the walls are covered in indigenous reeds that give the room a real island feeling. There is a large verandah in the front with two oversized chaise lounges. It is the perfect spot to spend the late afternoon and watch the colors of the sky change over the ocean as the sun sets.
Our island is famous for the kula birds, which are like small parrots. And the best seats in the house at sundown are on the verandah of the Mango Bure. You will see them flitting through the air at sundown, flying in packs from coconut tree to tree.
From the bathroom you step outdoors to the attached hot water "honeymoon shower". It was built from lava rocks we found down the island and has a banana tree cascading over the rock wall. Talk about a special place to bathe! You haven't lived until you have showered here, outdoors, in total privacy looking out at the sea.
3.RATE: US$195.00 per night for 2 people + gov't tax.Ok-ok,could be cheaper...hm...
But on the other hand this rate includes:
*Accommodation in your beachfront bure
* Transfers from the airstrip here on Taveuni
* Tea & coffee in the morning, afternoon tea with homemade cookies
* Sunrise from your bed in the morning
* Use of our ocean kayak and snorkel gear
* A complimentary 1/2 hour massage for one of you in our new massage bure on the beach
* Snorkel trips to the reef
* Village visits
* The sound of the ocean from your bed each night
4.Activities(besides usual activities of newly wed couple)
Nature hike to Bouma Waterfalls
The Lavena Coastal Walk
Birdwatching in Qeleni Village
Vidawa Rainforest Walk
Waitabu Village Visit
Horseback Riding
Village visits
Full-day sails
Snorkeling trips

Here comes the groom...

2006-12-20T10:51:00.000-08:00

...ta-ta-ta-da...
(there no words in this march for a groom,sory)

11)Tux.Oh my dear god.I just couldn't find the righ one so i picked the one Ksju liked.I like it too:the best from loads of tuxes i've looked through.Though in my previous post i said everything i thought about tuxes.Too formal.But wedding is a formal occasion after all...

12)I need some less formal dress for a party.Cause i can't imagine myself lifting my wedding dress over my knees,putting on hard shoes and dancing a jig!Here it is:
13)I though i could change my shoes too...to smth less formal.It's gonna be a party after all!
14)Groom's less formal wear:i'm sorry, i can't help thinking about checked knitwear!I'm paranoid on checked knitwear!CHECKED KNITWEAR!!!!
15)Reception.Well...we won't have any party on the lake,cause sooner or later we're gonna freeze there,so i guess there'll be rustic chairs with cozy cusions,like these.But of course this photo was taken at the seaside,but pretend they're on the lake!
16)Cake.At the reception there'll be served this small tarts and the cake itself will be waiting for guests in the restaurant.The tarts:
The cake:traditional is the best!Snowy-wight...uh...
And of course drinks.At the reception there'll be some cooling drinks in case i would faint.And some hot drinks.Very ho drinks,cause as i've said before poor guests will freeze there!
17)Music.I don't want the traditional march,i'm sick of it.I need something special...i have several proposals,you can vote:
1.Tween Peaks theme by Angelo Badalamenti.You could think that a track from a thriller is not the best choice,but hey,just listen!It's marvelous!
2.Everlasing love by U2.I'm not sure myself,but it could be.
3.Misty by Frank Sinatra.I love you,Frank!
4.Majestica by Lisa Lynne
5.Morning Prayer by Steve Schuch and The Night heron Consort
The most likely are numbers 1,3 and 5 especially,but i haven't decided yet.All other songs i could leave for the party.

We wish you a hairy christ moose etc.

2006-12-20T08:36:00.000-08:00

Sorry for off the topic, i'm just tired of searching for a perfect tux(though i don't really like tuxes, but i know it'll be strange for a groom to wear some...er...knitwear or a sweatshirt).
So Christmas is coming,the goose is getting fat...poor goose...die on Christmas eve!Auful death, if you ask me.S New year and Christmas(and my birthday;)are approaching and i can't wait 3 fucking days till holidays and then...oh,miracle!I can't believe it!Only 3 days!T-h-r-e-e!!!Can't wait ...
...1)to see the reindeers on their way
...2)to sit in my warm bed , drink hot chocolate and see the wsnowflakes coming down slowly
...3)till making snowmen and celebrating with those i love
...4)here i am:

Here comes the bride all dressed in wight...

2006-12-17T13:20:00.000-08:00

...Sweetly serene in the soft glowing light
Lovely to see
Marching to thee
Sweet love united for eternity.

Time for a new optimistic post.This's gonna be a large project in two parts,so be patient.I had to do a deal of research for this one so you should pay tribute to my work.I was inspired by my recent dreams(remember,Ann?).The thing is,i had a dream where i was getting married for two nuights and i decided to create this post.I need to put it all in logical order.The logical order tells me to write who the groom is first,but i'll ignore my inner voice.Not for long.(ha-ha,this is a joke).

1)Season.
Late spring or early autumn.Lets say may or september,as long as it's mild outside.
2)Time.
Morning.It could be dawn actually.Sorry,dear guests,you'll have to wake up before sunrise.You could do such a little thing for your precious Jul,couldn't you?
3)Location.
The ceremony itself takes place in Ireland(i know,i'm not very imaginative),co.Wicklow,Guinnes lake(i didn't choose the location by the title!)See below:

There's definitely smth wrong with the link,but you still can check it out:
maps.google.com/maps?f=d&hl=en&saddr=Ireland,Wicklow&daddr=&sll=37.0625,-95.677068&sspn=31.977057,58.183594&ie=UTF8&t=h&om=1&z=11&ll=53.009826,-6.047974&spn=0.18963,0.679779&iwloc=addr
4)The essential thing:the ring.I think all Piaget jewellery's beautiful,but his rings are special.Espessially the Piaget wedding possession ring.It's simple but on the other hand quite exqusite.Perfect for a wedding ring...the prise is another matter...

5)The dress.Just as the ring:simple,but exqusite.Just like this...

6)Bride's maid dress.Sorry girls if you don't like it,you'll have to wear this.I'm sure you're ready for this little sacrifice!

7)The veil.I had to cut Marcia's face a little.I love the veil cause you look like Lady Marry...no,really,this special headband makes it special.

8)The flowers.I'm not sure yet...i think of white peonies.I love peonies,they remind me of my childish home:my granny used to grow lots of peonies in our cottage...these are happy memories:)So there're definitely going to be peonies.And little roses.See below:

Plus the bride's maids will carry small bunches of lavender:

9)Oh dear...nearly forgot about shoes!I'm torn between two pairs of Jimmy Choo's...
These...

...or these...

10)Well,the other dilemma is my mom's dress...i thought of these,but i'm not sure...i hope she won't get mixed with the bride!

Sorry guys.i'm worn out...TO BE CONTINUED

Feverish.Glamour.Surgery.Nonsense!!!

2006-12-13T09:43:00.000-08:00

Found british Glamour magazine in my messy cupboard...read some of it.Who do they think we are?An extract from the article "14 things we wish they'd invented for women".1)Majical skinny jeans.They go up and down half a stone with you, always retaining that "ooh,i've lost weight" half-inch gap around your waist.(ok,ok,agree with this,that would be quite convenient...)2)Bastard-o-meter.Will flush out a fake 100 meters (can also be altered to "attract-a-bad-boy" setting if required).3)Screech-free wine.This new grape prevents high-pitched shreiks,irrational weeping and shameless participation in karaoke.4)Everlasting lipstik. Although we'd settle for one that lasts through the main course.Well,ok,i have to agree with this 4,none would refuse having such stuff, but the thing is that the rest 10 things are colour-coded cars, cake diet, ultimate bikini, personal tech-hed and non-invasive lipo(yuck)!I won't even name the rest - too disgusting.So does anybody still talk about women' rights,huh?Forget it...Oh,also an ad:"If you're not happy with the way you look...change it!".And...ta-da!Here goes a list:breast enlargement,genital reshaping,breast reduction,eyebag removal,nose reshaping,hair transplant,line reduction,tummy tuck,liposculpture,breast liftup,face lifting...hmm...sounds appealing...Remember, i told you to forget it.Nonsense.What am i writing about?!(Next sentence has nothing to do with plastic surgery.)Ilya and Anna are planning my future.I can't. I wonder why. Why am i so indecisive?(At least i hope it has nothing to do with plastic surgery...whoknowa,maybe they'd like me to make a tummy tuck or eye-bag removal,huh?)

2006-12-07T09:59:00.000-08:00

Movie of all times!

2006-12-01T12:49:00.000-08:00

Passed a test...Well,i thought i liked a horse-faced guy,
but it turned out to be a constantly joking guy...Try the test;)

Home sweet home...

2006-11-30T02:57:00.000-08:00

Stayed at home today.I feel so,well,strange:)Strange to be at home,strange not to be sleepy,strange in every way!I wander why are we all so stressed,nervous...?Is it time pressure or what?Cause i become more and more irritable every day...awfull,actually.Today's an exception from the rule,it doesn't count.I don't want to imagine what i'll be like when i'll have -don't know how to call it-kind of extra-mural french.But the mane point of it all is to get accustomed as fast as possible,to avoid being too nervy.Oh,nearly forgot,thanks to старая дешевка i'll have russian too,cause i don't think i'll pass the exam well enough if she'll go on teaching us like this(and believe me she will!)Ok,no more school!See: it's on my mind even when i'm at home.Done with it.I wander how are Anna,Aline and Ilya there...and lusty Nastine!!!!!

No comment

2006-11-27T06:13:00.000-08:00

Today was much of a day...i won't even comment on it,cause i don't want going through it once more.Just a brief overview:many of us were histerical/predhisterical today and when i was going home by metro i thought-what the fuck?!-oh my God,why?Why me,why so?Why so difficult,so complicated,so...cloudy at the horizont?I can't understand why i can't live today and be happy?Why do i have to look in future every minute?And realize every minute how complicated,difficult and cloudy it is?!I know i should live today,i know it...but i can't.Final.I just can't.Pity me...Dum spiro,spero, as our latin teacher would say...

Everything

2006-11-26T01:37:00.000-08:00

Yesterday night i felt gloomy cause i had lots of things to do and i realised i don't have enought time fot everything(not that it was the first time i realised it) and i felt really..well,bad.Cause i thought of life.Everybody(well,not everybody,but at least those who's blogs i read;) wrote it is great,great for different reasons.And yeaterday night i thought about it and some very unpleasant thoughts and feelings were messing in my mind.Like what if my dreams won't come true?Like what if it all will turn out in a different way?Not in the way i expect it to turn out?What then?I don't want to embody them in my chldren as most of people do.I don't want that.I want to have it for myself.I want to have them,my dreams,for myself,and moreover:i want to have them come true.And you know,after all this things i thought about i felt better.It was a pity it was about 1a.m.,so too late to call anybodyand whine,and i couldn't tell this all to my mom,though she asked why i was so furstrated.I love her and i know she wans to help,but i'm just not ready.Not now.So anyway,i felt better,cause i thought:why do i think in such a way?Why the hell do i think they wonnt ever come true?Why do i think my life will be unworthy?I can't,i don't have any right to think in such a way!It really is great,and,believe me,it's up to all of us to make it the way we want,the way we would like it to happen!So if anybody i know starts to think in as a stupid way as i did just read this post once more.It's all nonsence in a way,but it's true.It's great,it's beautiful,it's all up to us.Life;)...

November 21 definitely sucks

2006-11-21T06:55:00.000-08:00

Today was an 'oh-my-dear-god' day...(or just a fucking day,for short)(all i can say's fuck me...)(don't get that too directly).I thought i wouldn't swear at my blog but fuck this all!!!Писец.No,really,i don't wanna have all these tests tomorrow and to go to this hell we call lyceum.Not hell probably,but just some place for the departed...do i look like a ghost?I may,cause i need sleep and i can't have it,so...er,well,optimism,we say;).I know,i know,it's just what i feel like at the moment,but still.I just don't feel like Bolscheviks' revolution(bolschevik:)...looks funny) or algebra!I don't feel like numbers or functions or like french grammar.I feel like fucking you all with all this,i'm sorry.I thought i wouldn't swear.Wrote 'fuck' 4 times.And 'bolschevik' looks like a swear word too.

MI6 agent Bond back at Her Majesty's service!!!

2006-11-18T11:30:00.000-08:00

Today watched Bond,James Bond.Seriously,he's not that charming as Pierce,but i can shut my eyes on this little misfortune for a secret agent!...Who cares?!He's an 00 agent,for God's sake!As for the second poster,i just found the phrase pretty funny: "everything he touches turns to excitement!ЭYeah, sure, James, especially if it's a naked woman! So this is it,James's back...Have to admit my life lacks risk,romance and...er...secret agents...blonde secret agents(ha)(sorry,not that i have anything against it)(i could be on service,couldn't i?Especially...well,never mind,Anna,you should know what blond guy i'm thinking about at the moment)(not an MI6 agent of course,but i could be pretty well off without such stuff)
Come on,James,i could be helpful in your risky business!

To my beautiful,smart,charming friend(u know who)(HWO)

2006-11-17T12:10:00.000-08:00

She may be the face I can't forget
A trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day.

She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem inside her shell.

She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I die

She may be be the reason I survive
The why and wherefor I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough and ready years
Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be-
The meaning of my life is she...

This is my favourite love song and i guess it's the most beautiful i've ever heard.Probably it sounds a bit romeoandjuliettish(just invented the word)but it is beautiful:just how a man should love a woman.Not every can.But we don't need this "not every".
My friend(sorry,just in case there'll be...you know,questions)you are beautiful,you are smart,you're witty,you're faithful,you don't lie.He may be handsome,may be smart,may be witty,he's unfaithful,he lied.Weight this.You know you need someone better.I know it,i'm sure.We both know it.Two of us can't be wrong.Lies is probably the most annoying thing in human nature.Sometimes we need to do it.Sometimes we don't.Its us who decide whether it's nessecery or not.In this case it was not.It was his weakness.We all have our weaknesses,but this was simply disgusting.He's not worthy,at least not of you.You're worthy,at least of someone better.Much better.You know it.I know it.We both can't be wrong.Consider it.This is not to make you happy,i know it won't,but just to show you once more who you are,and who he really is(or was,is you please).Consider it.In any case i'll be by your side.Don't bother.

THEY

2006-11-16T02:51:00.000-08:00

So here they are,those you all've been waiting for!It took me lots of time to find the photos,so pay tribute to those you see...
1)Godly Braddy

2)Jeremy Irons(the younger one)

3)The one,the only...Anthony!!!

4)For he was Bond,James Bond
5)Paul Newman,heh...
6)Too young to be a Godfather(Marlon Brando)

Guess who(sorry,HWO)

2006-11-11T10:24:00.000-08:00

Today was just...a day.I did nothing special.But.Big BUT.Today a very special thing happened...ta-da,guess who's back....ANNA SOKOLOVA (as Otto liked to say):))!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I can't believe i'll see her tomorrow!(i guess i can write you,cause you'll read this;)I'll see you at last!At last...!Ooooh,can't wait till tomorrow...Can't wait-can't wait-can't wait!!!!!!

2006-11-07T23:28:00.000-08:00

Have no time to write...gotta go walk my dog...have to go to British council...have to go to the library...have to visit French culture center...ooh,a lot to do....
7:57pm
Got home at last!Home,sweet home!Spent like 5 hours in the fucking library reading the "Evolution of Sinn Fein"(Irish nationalist party).Well,lets say English in 1920 was a bit different and quite funny:)
This book changed my opinion about O'Connell...I never thought he was such a...idiot.And Thomas Davis turned out to be a hero...oops,everybody writes different!Ok,won't bother anybody with Young Ireland and United Irishmen conflict!
Just kiss me,i should have been born Irish!:)

Oh dear me...

2006-11-07T11:43:00.000-08:00

Had nothing to do...did smth strange...wow,i knew all these quizes are for oldie spinsters or some like me...

Test post

2006-11-06T13:14:00.000-08:00

I am doing 43 things.

Lord and HRH the Swimmingpool(The perfect man.The perfect story.The perfect murder.)

2006-11-05T11:41:00.000-08:00

Today had a great time with Aline and Ilya at the cinema(and Babushkini Blinchiki of course).The movie was fantastic: i didn't even doubted good old Woody would have made a wonderful job!I never notied before what a good actor he was...Splendini:)...Hugh Jackman's a bit irritating but the director made up for this little misfortune.What about Scarlett,it's amazing but she hadn't spoiled the movie either!She even seemed nice...Nice!Scarlett!Johannson!Incredible...I liked the limbo part most.Quite realistic,if you ask me.And just a good idea:Woody never stops to surprise!And the drowning part is a good lesson:if only there could be a splendid pair of some Lord and swimmingpool...And if only i was a good actress...oh...But i can be when i want so it's just a matter of lord-swimmingpool coincidence(but why only swimmingpool it could be whatever a place where there is any water)
(I can still hear your voice on the trade winds
I can still tase your tears on the foam
But the lure of the tide that i'm feeling inside
Will not rest till me heart finds its home)
(just smth about water,sorry if it doesn't fit in here:it's a beautiful song)

Psycho and georgians

2006-11-04T12:05:00.000-08:00

Everybody wanted me to write smth new so voila,here it is!Anna's in Paris,i miss her already...she promised to send an sms when she arrives,but still nothing...probably the plane was delayed again,probably there's smth wrong with her phone or...well,i'm a bit worried cause of this snowfall and stuff but i know everything's all right.And after all that's Air France and not some Siberian Airlines!
That was just some news,now the thing i wanted to write about.Don't be angry with me(no no,i'm not pessimistic at all),i just didn't know what to write about but everybody orders me to write so blame yourself when you read it!
I've been told once(too late though)that men' psychology is quite illogical(no offence guys).It's just that they need to win and when they do...oops - interest's over!What i want to say is that they like you as long as you don't show any interest.When you start to...well,there can be 2 ways:a)a happy ending,b)(wich is more likely) a bad end one.I can't understand the reason!I can tell you:i've had such an experience...er...3 times.All this 3 times were a disaster.Nearly a disaster.But hopefully only one was complete(wry smile).Once(quite a long time ago and to tell the truth i don't remember everything in detail)(plus i was younger and less self assured) i just came up to one guy,said i liked him,he told me the same and we split up a month later.Then one guy said he liked me but i was as stupid as to tell him i liked his friend...i not only lost my chance but also kind of made their relationship uneasy...not that i blamed myself a lot.And now...he asked "May i ask why?"!My god...why could that be i wonder?!Oh,sorry i repeat this,but it just,you know,kind of shocked me.So the question is: if everything ends up like this,should you tell them you like them?Or you'd better shut up?I don't know...from now on i guess i'd better shut up,but who knows if it's right?Oh,it's so complicated!At first i thought like: come on,just tell!At least nothing bad will happen!"...but now i see that lots of bad(well,not bad but still quite unpleasant)things can happen.But strange men are not a reason to hide away,aren't they?

Yesterday when i was in the metro on my way home from dancing classes an old georgian man set by my side.He started to tell me stuff like "you're so beautiful and blah" and "could you wear military uniform"(haha)...i just sat and said nothing cause i knew he was just a typical old georgian half-drunk man.But then he said:"You should make the men you chose do what you want.If you haven't chosen him already of course".I said i have not yet.Then he wished me happiness and went off the car.I was stupefied.Really,it was like a prophecy or smth like that...I will remember things you said,my old georgian friend;)!

I'm done for today.Good night everybody!

Back to normal.Silence.

2006-10-28T12:10:00.000-07:00

Hi everybody.You can congratulate me:I guess i'm back to normal.At least i hope so.Of course i have some unpleasent post syndroms,but in general it's all over now.As if...ok,closed the topic,as i like to say since wednesday.So windy outside,so cold and wet.But i like it now...quite...er,romantic.Thank god holidays are near - one week left and a whole week of rest...!I'm not sure if it's going to be rest exactly,cause i have such a trate that even if it's holidays i'm still busy.Thats my trate:i'm always busy!I always find smth to do...well,that's just me.Quite a short post,but i can't say much now...it happens sometimes:i'm just not in the mood to talk.i could say i'll enjoy wind and silence,but my father is vacum-cleaning my room,so that's not silence exactly...
Je voudrais habiter au(ou a la?) ferme en Bourgogne ou le silence total est merveiux.

This cruel,unfair world wich turned me down...

2006-10-24T09:20:00.000-07:00

No,seriously,why is it all so unfair?!When(thank God,at last)(!!!) i decided to do a more or less sencible thing i can't do it!Really,that's just NOT FAIR!Come on,TSA,is it so difficult to switch on your internet for a while...?We happen to live in a fully modernized world with highly developed communications,why not use them when necessary(i would say when i need it).Am i selfish?I don't think so.It's you-know-who who pretty much loves himself and can't get his holy butt down to his comp!!!Men confuse me.I confuse men.Probably we just are not created for each other?Should i become a lesbian then?Yuck,i'm not that furstrated...so i'll keep on confusing them till i get what i want,and that's FINAL!!!
(Everybody thanks for understanding and helping to gather the strength i have now,i love you)

Me VS TSA

2006-10-23T12:15:00.000-07:00

I'm back...yeah.Not without smth to tell,as usual:).But it's not going to be anything funny actually.Firstly i wanto to congratulate Anna and say one more time i'm so happy she's found
happiness at last after that week of hell.Now back to me.

Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know,seem to care what your heart is for...
But i don't know him anymore(unfortunately i do,so this bit is here just to rhyme...)
(...)
I don't care,i have no luck,i don't miss it all that much,
There're just so many things that i can't touch...I'm torn(and so on and so forth)

Ok,done with this song wich stuck to me several days before and i can't get it out of my head!The thing is that...I can't get the TSA(ask me later) out of my head as well.The problem is not that i think about him or smth...it's something worse!You would ask me:what can be worse than that??But i can tell you:it's when you see a nice guy and he looks at you and when he's about to approach you suddenly turn around and go away!That's what worse!I just can't,just can't get aquainted with anyone else!And i don't know why,seriously...it's all so stupid...Really,i can't even imagine anyone else instead of TSA,but still i can't say i'm in love or smth...!!!And i don't know why it's so,i really don't.Wether it has smth to do with my brain and i'll have to remove it(please,no jokes like "why,you have nothing to remove!"),or...well,i know no other variant,just the brain thing.So this is my problem.Of course it's not my problem no1 cause i've got other things to care about,but today i did that stupid thing with turning around and going away,that's why i decided to write this...
And this song quotes are...well,i could't ignore them,cause they nearly describe this situation.TSA really doesn't know what his heart is for,and doesn't seem to care that much.And me...well,i think i don't care,plus i do have no luck and do i miss it...?This is probably the only thing not right in that quote.And what about the things i can't touch...it's about this fuckingly big fucking world i'm talking about...!!!Oh,forgot to comment the first line:i tell myself"no,nonsence,you couldn't have adored!".Really,it just makes no sence!But then i'm like"or could i ...?Why not...?".And i'm more confused than torn,cause that's too serious.
Er,well,gotta end all this big fat thing cause you'll be tired reading my nonsence.If you have any questions(and you may have,cause i created this TSA nick on the spot while writin it)contact me:7355300,Jul.(i do not accept calls from Ilya on this particular topic,sorry)

Beauty

2006-10-14T12:26:00.000-07:00

I just thought...There could be 2 possibilities:weather women were more beautiful in the previous century,or it's black and white photography and makeup...No,really,why so?From this list Rommie Schneider's my favourite(the 1st photo).Well,and Audrey of course,I can't just forget that incredibly tini woman!:)If we all could be likeher...45 kilos!Can you imagine?Anyway,I'd like to know everybody's opinion!

(Just in case:photo1-Rommie Schneider,2-Elizabeth Taylor,3-Vivien Leigh,4-Audrey Hepburn,5-Grace Kelly,6-Greta Garbo)

Your love is... by ChibiMarronchan
Your name is...
Your kiss is...	breath taking
Your hugs are...	to die for
Your eyes...	burn into my heart
Your touch is...	awakening my heart
Your smell is...	beautiful
Your smile is...	encouraging
Your love is...	one of a kind

What Makes You.. by SheBangs12
Your name?
Your gender?
What makes you sexy?	Everything
What makes you pretty?	Your style
What makes you loveable?	How sweet you are
What makes you fun?	Your adventurous nature
What makes you irresistable?	Your flirtatious nature
What makes you cute?	Cute? You? Hahaha.

Who makes you horny? Hobbits? Elves? Men? ...Something else??? by snorts
Name/Username:
Who turns you on?	Dwarves.
Why?	You like to ride them.