Sunday, February 27, 2011

What's In The Tmz Guys Cup

I am starting January 25





Revolution Youth in Egypt is the revolution of all, if they win, we win them all.

We are all revolutionaries, we are all Egyptians.

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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Kinesiology Tape Bunion

A sunset half


The departures are a laceration of his surroundings, a sudden disconnection, with the relationships around you, with the construction of your actions in the near future. A flash in the sky that promises, however, change.

As the departure of Florent. Although announced his last minute before the end, however, has made a sudden. There is a better technique to deal with management departures and farewells, but its immediacy, as if fleeing for fear of losing the plane, had messed up all the defenses of the soul especially if you already prone to melancholy.


The end of our adventure we decided to seal a last trip together, we were a small group of different nationalities around the eastern borders of Turkey. The classic erasmus group.

The hike to the top of Nemrut Dagi , in the deep hinterland of the Kurdish region, up to two thousand two hundred meters to observe the Mesopotamia, the fertile crescent, the principle of civilization, would have occupied our last day together. Will complete a common experience in Turkey with Kurdistan, Kurdish, and in fact was the driver that there scarrozza between curves and overhangs, Kurdish was the music that had accompanied us throughout the day, and Kurdish was the 'friend who was waiting for us' s next to Dyarbakir.

The evening would continue together, we continued to Dyarbakir and from there, only there would be separate and greeted us by placing a point to our adventure in Turkey. Florent would return to Istanbul from where he took the 'plane back to France, but I would have continued eastward Emotions were still under control though so melancholy, powered by the landscape, it was difficult to mask. The long decline of our penultimate evening accompanied us down to the valley in the city of Adiyaman to reach the Otogar Dyarbakir and the first bus, which was also the ' Ataturk Baraja.

And so with eyes lost between the Anatolian horizons in search of escape There was no news arrived that there were no direct buses to Dyarbakir, at least not for the evening, and that the only possible solution was to run immediately to the airport for Florent and through the intercession of the guide to catch the last plane to Istanbul. An abrupt change, although the departure of Florent anticipate only a few hours, turned out to be so sudden as to evoke almost immediately crying hysterically in front of two children at the end of the game, when they parted.

When you decide the time of departure is impossible to control because the emotions are not bound by the knowledge of their choices, but you are hit by confusion and uncertainty thrown into an emotional state simply uncontrollable.

why the departure of Florent is printed so clearly in my memory, was a quick shock in your life makes you open the subject unconscious. Taken from the same confusion, we were both driven to tears stigmatization, from the first day of school for fear of change that was imposed after six months of traveling side by side. Fraternal embrace, that mutual seal, was the guarantee that there would be a return, even if we were alone for an endless moment before sunset.



Thursday, February 3, 2011

Why Does My Thumb Burn

Addessi - Exhibitions Painting Modern Art






Men - 40 x 60 Pencil




Piano - Oil on canvas 40 x 80
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Man - Oil on canvas 40x60




Piano - Acrylic 100 x70