Wednesday, August 29, 2007

How Do I Convert .jar To .ipa

caipiroska09 @ 2007-08-29T22:06:00

Spain mourns Puerta.
too many disturbing questions about the sudden deaths of athletes


Thousands of Sevilla fans have paid tribute this night and this morning the body of Antonio Puerta, the young defender for Sevilla who died yesterday after suffering a heart attack in the field during the match against Getafe on Saturday night. The body of the player was transported to the night by the Virgen del Rojo Sanchez Pizjuan stadium, which was set up a mortuary. Tribute to a player the other team was also attended by fans of Sevilla, Betis. In the night also came back from Athens, where they were supposed to play a Champions League match last night with AEK - del'Uefa referred for decision after the death of gocatore - fellow Puerta, who have now gone to the stadium for a final greeting. They were greeted by about 20,000 fans in the stadium the cry of "Sevilla! Seville. "

Funerals are expected tomorrow at 14:00 at the cemetery of San Fernando Sevilla. The defender's body was covered with a flag of the centenary of Sevilla FC and the English national stadium Pichuan Sanchez. Were placed in the mortuary of the most recent trophies won by Sevilla FC, including the Uefa Cup final.

is a mix of surprise, pain, shock and questions about how it happened, the look that brings the English press today, with big headlines, the dramatic story of Antonio Puerta. "Why?" Shouted the front page of Marca. The sports newspaper, like most other English newspapers, carefully studied, with charts and medical opinions, the evil that struck Puerta, caused by arrhythmogenic right ventricular dysplasia. The cardiologist Jose Calabuig, professor of sports medicine, explains to his readers that "a genetic illness that can not be identified."

"Cry for Puerta" La Vanguardia headline. The Catalan newspaper stresses that 180 athletes have died of sudden death in Spain between 1995 and 2006. ABC and El Pais writes bitterly that Puerta, "there was a miracle." ABC also notes that the sudden death each year affects about 20 athletes. El Pais focuses on two brief fainting in the past suffered by the player, pointing out that they were attributed to heat or effort or external factors. The newspaper also notes that so far doctors Sevilla remained silent.

El Mundo notes that by the time of the sports medicine specialists claim that is closer study of the clinical history of all the athletes, taking into account family history. "Only in this way - he writes - athletes may be identified with a potentially lethal problem." From

Messenger online.

Why is it impossible that a boy of 22 years die like that. Because it is impossible not to have noticed anyone. Because if I'm not caring about it. Why do you always in our hearts.
Hello Antonio.


I feel that the posts are becoming a serious bit 'too much, but I do not know, I weigh my ass to write, I have trouble in school and everything else. I hope you trim everything. I want the my high school, I want my plexus, I want the three year period. And I hope to christ it's all an urban legend.
Then, I met with Gaia, now the mission is accomplished.
There's nothing to say, is an adorable girl and I hope to see you again.
E 'un'idola, and I love his shirt \u0026lt;3. For the rest
fuck, the entire loss, and I go to sleep.
Bless Herds

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Shape Of Eyes Cherokee

caipiroska09 @ 2007-08-25T15:07:00

hate hate hate people with this mentality of narrow shit.
The neighbor with the injury "foreign = offenders" who dares to even say that I am a person of shit defending those poor bastards who sleep in the street and being treated so disgustingly by this company. And the real criminals thinks someone? To those who kill people and then they are around just because they kick the ass of someone important, because they are stronger, why are recommended?
No, we are too busy to look at the stranger, the foreigner so thug who sleeps in the middle of a road only because there is a social center where to go, because one of those abandoned houses of shit no one can affixed to stay put and make the stranger. Why is dirty foreigner, the foreigner is the criminal, the alien was the only crime to come from the east or south, or where the fuck happens, and we all fear of foreigners. But
fuck you.
If this is the shit be people I'm a shit and I'm proud.

The Babau

Equation extra-crime has become in the Italy of a single thought given. The first suspect is always a foreigner. This perception, true or false, Italian lives on her skin, every day. At the traffic lights with the window cleaner and the beggar. Centers people with children on the ground to beg. In the streets with underage boys and girls forced into prostitution, pedophilia, a true mass . If chemically castrated Italians who they charge us settle. With the theft of minors Roma in the sunshine, the Milan Central Station or the Stazione Termini in Rome. The illegality of the poor, the exploited, of those who have nothing to lose, the slave child is increasingly evident. Heavier, more oppressive. In any conversation out of the hat, the black man fierce North African or Slavic . The daily news bulletin is a war. Rapes, murders, car accidents.
I flew, I pulled off his jacket, belt, watch, everything I had in my pocket, and shoes. I kept my pants with his hands and thought terrorism. For immigrants arriving in Lampedusa North Africa. I wondered if they were controlled as an Italian citizen at Fiumicino. If I were Al Qaeda I would use the boats, not the plane.
Racism Italian produce what? A neo-fascism? Ghettos? Pogrom? Who feeds this trend? And why? The host should have of rules. The first is that those who enter must be accepted as a human being : jobs, housing, civil rights. The second is that those who enter illegally commits a crime should be put in jail . The expulsion order a few days time to leave Italy is a joke that is no longer laughing. The third is that those who commit a crime at his house discount . The pardon has emptied the prisons of foreign nationals, was a sufficient return. Who suits this? Not to foreigners who pay for all regular, not those living in suburbs or near Roma squatter camps. Not the civic health of this nation. Built politicians, left and right. The first of the salons with doing good, the second with the fear of difference. For them, the illegal weigh in votes.

From: http://www.beppegrillo.it


ignorance Mother is always pregnant, carrying in her womb children of intolerance,
is not a question of conscience: all racism is a matter of dementia ,
is the idiocy that advances !

Friday, August 24, 2007

Can Brown Sugar Replace White Sugar In Brownies

TWILIGHT ° _ ° E 'MIO!

MUAHAHAHAHA! \\ *___*/
Finally, after months of waiting, Twilight by Stephenie Meyer AND 'MY!
But first I would like to end that horrible book Modignani Sveva Casati, "and finally a shower of diamonds." An absurd shit, a book so hopeless, it seems Beautiful Italian. However, I would end up on principle: I do not like leaving a book in half or worse, almost to the end. Unless it is really Pallos not bring myself to finish it, even if they wanted. But what matters most is that ...
Twilight 'MY!
Yesterday and this morning I gave a peek, and I am reluctantly had to stop because I want to finish first just another book .. But the story I was already taking ;__;! I do not think I can hold on and you know where to send the book Modignani unclean.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

White Spots On My Betta Fish

caipiroska09 @ 2007-08-23T18:32:00

Just a few days and will resume the torture.
Occhebbello, Occhebbello.
Tral'altro time fammerda Termoli summer and the only entertainment is so blurred.
Autumn is starting. The 2nd A is starting.

D isarm you with a smile
A nd leave you like They left me here
T or wither in denial
T he bitterness of one whos left alone
O oh, the years burn
O oh, the years burn, burn, burn

And just for good measure I've redone myspace is completely useless XD (http://www.myspace.com/subversivescream)
And maybe deep down something is happening.
addition to my mother that makes the paranoid sort, my father, who screams and the agony family XD.
Enjoy.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Birthday Compatibilities

Test wasters

IF I WERE AN ANIMAL: Dolphin, or wolf or tiger. As if to say, so we are there, no? xD
IF I WERE A NUMBER : 2
IF I WERE A COLOR: Red passion. Rosa innocence. Green hope. Sunny yellow. Blue sky. Black night. It 'hard to pick just one! Anyway, these are my favorite colors and / or you see more in my wardrobe.
IF I WERE A SPORT : Swimming
If I were an academic : Italian, history or
IF I WERE A BUSINESS : Writer .. maybe!
IF I WERE A PLACE : strabiombo a cliff overlooking the sea. ° _ ° is blown out so xD
IF I WERE A historic moment: the French Revolution, Ancient Egypt or Ancient Rome.
If I were a genre of music: Pop
IF I WERE A FILM : Click (Would you change your life with ..)
If I were a cartoon : The Lion King, Bugs Bunny or XD If I were
A LETTER : N as Nicole.
IF I WERE AN ITEM : i-pod pink or red XD
IF I WERE A DAY OF THE WEEK : Saturday
IF I WERE A MONTH: December, the atmosphere is magical. It is also divided between the school and one month vacation, and holiday work. My philosophy of life!
IF I WERE A GARMENT : scarf, jeans.
IF I WERE A STONE: Diamond, of course. Or rose quartz.
IF I WERE A SONG: Break Away, Kelly Clarkson. Not that I particularly like it, but it reflects the very text.
IF I WERE A FOOD: Pizza of course! But even lasagna and fried slices.
If I were a drink: Iced tea with peach, cola or milkshakes to strawberry or coconut.
IF I WERE A BOUQUET: The smell of freshly baked bread! *-* More commercially, Just Cavalli.
IF I WERE A FRUIT : melon, strawberry, grape
IF I WERE AN ICE CREAM: Milk Imperial Fiordilatte, Coconut, Black Cherry, Chocolate, Hazelnut
IF I WERE A PARTY Christmas x3
IF I WERE A NATION : Italy, Britain or
IF I WERE A LANGUAGE: Italian, anyway. Although I really love English, Italian is and always will be my language.
IF I WERE A FLOWER: Tulip pink, purple or white Iris Red Rose
IF I WERE A CAPITAL : London
FURNITURE IF I WERE A: The curtains of my room, orange and pale yellow with oriental decorations xD Otherwise a bunk bed: I always wanted to have one! XD
IF I WERE A JEWEL : A bracelet, a necklace
IF I WERE A fairy tale characters: Cinderella Perhaps, but because I hope to make his end XD
IF I WERE ONE OF THE SEVEN DWARFS : Dotto XDD
BLACK OR WHITE?: Nero, I find I get better on me xD
Sunrise or sunset?: Sunset, mostly because I'm still asleep at dawn xD
pride or humility '?: Humility, though I do not sorry have more pride in some cases.
sweet or salty?: Just it is edible! If I choose xD, sweet.
MY ROOM: E 'inordinately friendly u_u /
BIG OR SMALL?: Media
pictures around, YES OR NO?: Around where? However you, the scandalous photos I do not do it.
O ETERNAL INFINITY?: But they do not want to say almost the same thing? It 's a subtle nuance, for me it is everlasting something immortal, more solemn, and not only has infinite order. Um, then I say finally, as the sky.
AFRICA OR AMERICA?: hard to choose .. I would say America, But I like to visit Africa too ..
cinemas or theaters?: Cinema, definitely.
SIGN IN SHEET OR WHITE?: Signature. A sheet in my hand is unlikely to be white!
remorse or regrets?: is better to regret what you have done or what has not been done? I say neither, you should never regret not having, and never have neither regrets nor remorse.
Company or solitude?: Loneliness to know each other better and therefore be able to live better together = P I need my own space for this, to know me better, then to reflect and understand what my place among others. A proper balance, therefore, of loneliness and companionship.
HYPOCRISY or sincerity '?: Who is the idiot who never respond hypocrisy?
STATEMENTS, SMS or voice?: no pen and paper? xD I'd love to be able to get a voice, but fallback sull'sms. But most would appreciate that someone who managed to make me a voice, because I just can not do it so easily. In any case, the feelings are important, not the means by which they are expressed \u0026lt;3

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Kate Playground Polka Dot

Tagged

If you who read know deviantart, then you also know what it is tagged. Otherwise, know that "tagged" is the word that conceals a copy and paste the questions you need to do in your journal of deviantart, obviously with your answers. It 'a kind of test or quiz to know each other better, which works a bit like the chains: in fact, then you have to tag other users. The place here just to give the number of post XDD

The rules:
1. These rules
post 2. Each person tagged must post 8 random and facts about Themselves
3. Should write a journal of tags These facts
4. at the end of the post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named 5
. Their go to page and leave a comment telling they're tagged

Them. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

One -> I've got a birthmark on my right calf ° O °
Two -> I've got two brothers older than me : one is 28, one is 30. I'm the littlest <3
Three -> My tortoise's name is Thabita Tabata. XD!!
Four -> When I was little I wanted to be a vet. Then a zoologist. Then an archaeologist. Then an Italian or English or History teacher. And now? I don't know, I think something concerning humanities. But my secret wish is to be a famous writer! Uhaha, dream on Niki! XD
Five -> I like thick soup. Yes, I like minestrone *whoa, I just discovered that in English is the same as in Italian XD Like pizza or spaghetti XD!*.
Six -> I ALWAYS wear a gold bracelet on my left wrist: It Was my grandparents for my 2nd birthday present. I wear it from the age of six, after Their passing. I never take it off.
Seven -> I wear glasses and contact lenses at home outside. Eight
-> I wear dental braces. And I'm proud of it, 'cause I really want a perfect smile.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Honeywell Rth2310 Installation Guide

Gaspard Ulliel

If I saw this French coming toward me, I would stay One moment .. Dazed *__*!
I had seen her pretty face in a service to the news, because Codest boy eating baguettes across the Alps was Young Hannibal Lecter, the origins of evil. Gaspard Ulliel
, this is its name, it happened again before my eyes the other day while surfing on the net looking for a new template for my other blog. How
not particularly like those eyes? And that face?

dark hair and green eyes (even if in a color photo of them not exactly defined, but it seems to me that dark green. Hoping not to have become color blind): the mix for which I am going to broth jujube *__*"
So I poked around a bit at the sites dedicated to him and found that:
  • Gaspard has a scar on causatagli left cheek by a doberman when he was six years old.
  • Svenne the Cannes film festival because of his shyness
    (Wikipedia)
    No, that cute , fainted! Voice myeloma * *.. is so!



    Gaspard Ulliel Was Born on November 25, 1984, is a Frenchman actor and former fashion model
    evil ( http://gaspardulliel.net )

    November 25: Birthday of my best friend. This means that Gaspard and I could go on very well XD This means that he is Sagittarius, and this means he has 23 years, I think

    ° O ° Then she discovers she is the sister of Vincent Cassel, Monica Bellucci or husband. But you see how small the world! \u0026lt;. \u0026lt;"


    EDIT: I've seen pictures of Gaspard in the role of Hannibal Lecter. There has blue eyes ° _ ° So, the question is: what color are her beautiful eyes?
    Perhaps , Hannibal used contact lenses?

  • Chinese Water Dragon Vs Bearded Dragon

    caipiroska09 @ 2007-08-18T14:34:00

    's father is back from vacation, another quiet summer is over xD
    The mission is to convince him, for the foreseeable future, to send me to San Siro. Shake teeth, endure what he says, we get the mother and will be made.
    The plan is: Go to Milan by train on Saturday, get there after 7 hours and meet with Anna, let me take home from the year and stay with her. Next morning take the bus to San Siro with his Inter Club, previously booked, and go to the stadium with her, so who had come with me, who controls me and I do not lose (XDD) and friends varies.
    At this point I can wait that organize those of Termoli.
    But this is a good year, and I this year, fregauncazzo, I'll go to Milan, even hitch, even on a wagon carrying pigs, at the cost of a plane hijack (Odde XD), I'm going U_U After this posting
    purely useless, devoted mostly to tell you my plans for next year, or poor readers that happen to unknown cause in this humble abode, I leave.
    Bless Herds

    Wednesday, August 15, 2007

    How To Put On Girdles

    caipiroska09 @ 2007-08-15T21:54:00

    Some were trained and suffers with his head bowed. No. We

    And there are those who hate the other and certainly which has the ass covered
    No. We

    Bah, good mid-August at all.

    Monday, August 13, 2007

    Fire Extinguisher Last

    All you can do is wait and live

    As usual, I find it fun to write in bad English. I did and, at least I try XD


    They leave for Rome tomorrow, But They left yesterday for my town Alghero a nice place on the north coast of Sardinia. So, I Miss Them a bit. I miss my uncle, my aunt and my cousins.
    But the saddest part, yesterday, has not been saying goodbye, but realizing that I'll waiting an year or lot of months before see them again.
    I realized that time is spinning fast, but at the same time it seems slow : before I see them again, it will be autumn, then winter and spring. Cloudy days, rainy days, freezing days, windy days, bad days, nice days , miserable days, great days, sunny days.. a lot of days. How many things I'll do? How many words I'll say? How many faces I'll see, how many feelings I'll feel? What I'll be like?
    And suddenly feeling powerless against time, realizing you can't do anything for stop, get back or get forward, anything. All you can do is only wait and live, take one day at a time.
    This thoughtful and make me a bit sad.

    Sunday, August 12, 2007

    What Do I Need For An New York State Id

    caipiroska09 @ 2007-08-12T21:20:00

    still suffering jet lag after a week.
    Well, yes is returned to life every day, what sad. I miss someone, Sara knows.
    She pulls out, or at least you try, yeah.
    If I have a regret, and that he had done the third week, or month, boar world.

    ~ E verything about you pains my envying Your soul can not hate anything

    Everything about you is so easy to love
    They're watching you from above Give me all
    the peace and joy in your mind.

    Wednesday, August 8, 2007

    Inorganic Chemistry Atkins Shriver

    caipiroska09 @ 2007-08-08T12:40:00

    And I came back two days ago.
    You see just to be back home, back to "normal." I saw all the people I missed at all ^ - ^ but also friends, fortunately.
    The trip was something perfect. It had its flaws, yes, but I had some great companions, the place was beautiful, the family was wonderful.
    Two weeks is too little. Next year will be something at least a month
    U_U I really hope to keep in touch with everyone.

    After these fine phrases and practices
    XD Thank you guys. Thanks to Valeria, my faithful traveling companion for three years, Alex and Daniel, Daraio xD even if we forget poor man ever, but it was luuuuui telling (that wonderful Italian.) Joke about the fish that will remain forever in our Quore xD, Ross and Raphael, Serena, Leonardo, another fan of South Park that has filled my Quore of giUoia xD, Michael, Sara I was dying and even fellow students, to events and people purely random.
    Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.

    only one month, and the holidays are over. On September 10, find out my fate.

    Sunday, August 5, 2007

    Rikers Island Inmate Schedule

    Day

    The only thing now is being in possession of the album by Ronan Keating "10 Years of Hits".
    For the rest it was a dull day a.
    How sad.
    What a miserable day

    Saturday, August 4, 2007

    Black Cherry Hair Color

    silly too stressful (in English). Dreams and nightmares

    -____-It 's funny to write in English. Oops, bad English XD Well, at least I tried u_u / Sorry for my bad Inglese, But It's fun.



    "Do you feel like coming back to school? This year the return will be funniest with .." cartoonish and strange people wander around the screen, and schoolbags Among diaries, pens and rubbers, pencils and pencilcases.
    I watch the tv and immediately feel so sad, thinking about those nasty green desks and those nasty creaking chairs I'm going to see again on September. Thinking about those written pages I must study of those books I have to carry on my back every morning ( because here in Italy we haven't cabinets, we have to bring books home). Summer is going to end, holidays are going to end, everything is gonna end soooooooooooooooon ;_________________;/
    Okay, don't be tragic Niki, you're just gonna come back to school. OH MY GOD. You've one month left, much time to relax. OH MY GOD, only one month, 4 damned weeks! About 5 or 6,exactly, because school starts on 11th or 15th. OH NO! NO NO NOOO time is running ouuuuut!!!;_________;/
    And I turn off the TV: too stressful.

    Wednesday, August 1, 2007

    Mario Salieri Free Watch Movies



    In these nights I have dreamed so much.
    But in particular there were 3 dreams that left me puzzled.

    Dream 1: I run and he protects me
    There are guys who follow me and I know you do not have good intentions. The beauty is that I go around with my friends or my cousin, I think I also went to the house of my uncles, and they follow me forever, but for one reason or another can never hurt me.
    At one point, I'm back around in the evening, when I turn and I'm behind Richard, a friend of my best friend, "Riky please be behind me so maybe they lose sight of me?" * Do not ask by what * Riky logic and that makes her head, "Quiet, Go" and remains behind. Riky
    But I do not know. I've never spoken, I know him only by sight because it comes up with Nico.
    °___°"
    Why choose Richard?

    DREAM 2: Niky Potter
    I have a wand in his hand, of those magical though. I have someone close, I could not tell who I only know that I have to protect, I have to protect a being, presumably human and male, but very strange and ambiguous, that is attacking us. I'm dueling with this being invented and hurl spells like "Shield" that makes it look a round shield and blue in front of me, or Harry Potter, as Stupeficium! " or "Accio!". But then my rod starts to get smaller and smaller every spell begins to break, to crumble until it remains only a stump, while my mind is as foggy and despair, I say, "Gee, I do not remember the magic of the book! " But being
    continues to hurl spells and approach that I'm protecting someone, then, without wand, I try to hurl spells. Mah
    ° _ ° "

    NIGHTMARE: The last day
    My brother is dead.
    is yet to dine with us, he was given the opportunity to return home for the last time, just for a days, then if will go away.
    He is dead, we know it is dead. But he comes home, sits down at the table, eats, talks about the work as if nothing had happened.
    But I know it's his last day, I know that will not see him anymore. And while we have lunch and I hear him talk about the job, I tell myself that I will do everything possible to be able to establish myself in the profession that now carries him, I will try to take his place and continue to do what he likes so much.
    I woke up with a terrible melancholy ;____________;

    absurd dreams What I do ..