jeudi 31 janvier 2008

mardi 29 janvier 2008

I post way too much








The Script

H3r3 is t3h skr1ptuRe:
(here is the scripture [script])

Hier matin Tam ont joue contre Redwood. Vraiment il n'a pas ete ennuyeux. A dix minutes, Redwood a marque un but. Tam a retourne avec deux buts au fini de le premier quartier. Redwood a ete tres faches apres ca, alors l'arbitre a eu besion de siffle pour les trois fautes de Redwood dans la quartier deuxieme. Dans le quartier troisieme, Redwood a marque un encore but. Tam a un faute a Redwood en la fini quartier, mais l'arbitre n'a pas siffle pas, et un spectateur a crie que ca a ete tres malement. Quand la jeu a ete presque fini, Sam Perella de Redwood a envoye le ballon dans le but pour le but fini.

Au revoir!

MDR LOL (encore)


jeudi 24 janvier 2008

lundi 21 janvier 2008

A terrible crime



















" What happened to the two characters to have come to that ? To understand we have to come back in time, twenty years ago.
The man who is dead, was called Mr Frapouva and he was an extremely wealthy man, and above all, young, and smart. But, because of his brother's love for the games, his wealth was wasted and the family was ruined.
Some months after, Mr Frapouva met the future Mrs Frapouva, a forty-year-old woman, quite ugly and already very wrinkled for her age. But, as you can imagine, very very rich, and their wedding was celebrated only a month after.
Ten years went by. Mr Frapouva was becoming a very well known lawyer and had had three children with Mrs Frapouva. However, Mr Frapouwa was extremely miserable and he didn't believe in happiness and in the life anymore. He didn't like his work, he couldn't stand his spoiled brats J, and he absolutely couldn't stand his wife. But he couldn't get a divorce because it was his wife who had the whole of the fortune, and the house. He was in a dead end.
It's here where the pretty woman in red of the picture appeared in the life of Mr Frapouva. The first time he saw her, she was sitting on the pavement, and she was crying. It was the night, Mr Farpouva came back in his home after a hard working day. The lady, who was named Eva, looked like a prostitute because of her clothes. Mr Frapouva accelerated to pass at amber light but he stopped before : it was red. He held a swear word and turned his head to the left. And he saw her. Often, we find the red light lasts so, so long, Mr Frapouva, who was a speed man too. But this time the red light seemed to last just some seconds. Of course it didn’t
but it seemed to. Another driver honked Mr Frapouva : the light was green so he moved off.
For three weeks Mr Frapouva passed by the same street, and every evening Eva was there at exactly the same place, always crying. Mr Frapouva started to think only about Eva, he decided to talk to her then, no, it was unreasonable, then yes, then no... He neglected his work, forgot to eat. She was so cute !! And one day (an evening in fact) he resolved to invite her in his car. They introduced each others and they talked all night. She was twenty and she was crying because she had waited for a man for six months, and he was never there.
Every evening, they talked about everything and anything. Eva had stopped crying. But one night she started again; the man who she had waited for every night had left her. That night, Eva and Mr Frapouva became lovers.
One year went on without Mrs Frapouva noticing anything. Mr Frapouva got into the habit of inviting Eva in the family house when Mrs Frapouva and the children went to visit the grandparents, on week-ends. And what (it) must happen, happened. Mrs Frapouva caught the two lovers together. But She stayed quiet and went outside without been seen. She just wondered if it was for a night, just a night.
Unluckily for everybody, Mrs Frapouva knew that her husband keep up being unfaithful with the same person, she saw his smile and she saw in his shiny eyes , and above all she smelt Eva's perfume. She was absolutely furious but she kept her rage inside her. She preferred to concoct a terrible revenge.
At the same time, Mr Frapouva contemplated getting a divorce even if he would be poor, even if he would loose his job, even if it would be crazy and hazardous. He loved Eva and he wanted to marry her.
Some years went on. It was the Christmas day, all the Frapouva's family and some of
Frapouva's friends were reunited. Mr Frapouva thought about his Eva, he couldn't help any people of the party. He went down stairs and looked at the fireplace. Suddenly, he heard a muffled detonation, the one of a silent gun. He
felt a terrible pain in his chest. He had just the time to turn around and catch sight of his dear Eva the gun in her hand. Then he collapsed on the ground.
Eva suffocated when she recognised Mr Frapouva. She went down the stairs as fast as she could and kneeled down near Mr Frapouva's lifeless body. At this moment, Mrs Frapouva came in the room.
"- Good, lady, very good work. Here’s your money. $10000, you can count.
- I know... I know... (she suppressed a sob) I know this man. He was my lover.
- I know it, stupid girl, I'm the wife, oh sorry !! I'm the widow of this, this... thing. Now, my little girl, you should run away (of this tower), from this country, 'cause the police will soon be here to investigate this terriiiiible crime..."


mercredi 9 janvier 2008

What I wear when it's cold

I wear jeans, boots, a long black coat,
a pull-over, a long scarf with matched hat.

What I wear to go to a party

I wear a skirt with legging. I put my black lace-up boots. I wear a pull-over with my leather jacket.

What I wear to sleep ;)


I wear pyjamas and when I egt up I put my slippers.








What I wear to go to school



To go to school I wear :
- black slim jeans
- a vest
- a T-shirt
- my black pumps
- my leather jacket
- and of course my bag.