Let's go! A small post for the weekend!
Tomorrow I work, so I don't have time to write this weekend.
Also, I decided to write my blog in French before passing through the mill of translation software. But I retain the text in French. So for those who speak the language of Molire, click the spoiler to read my posts in French.
I don't know why but, for some days, I have a souvenir that running through my head.
This takes place one evening in 1994, a Thursday night to be exact.
I'm at home (which will become home to my parents after I left home) and I watch a TV show called "Boulevard des Clips". This is a program... Read More
Weekend.
A moment to write a post on this blog that I neglected for several days.
What happened this week? I went back the job! Argh ... Well, I was cool all week. I got back the head in the files, run my emails (I wonder if you can not receive mail for a day?? Oh yes! Simply disconnect!) and prepared the coming week (making... Read More
Effectivement, il est assez difficile de trouver ici des personnes de l'ouest de la France et, particulirement de Bretagne... Mais je ne crois pas que cela soit une spcificit de SG car c'est le cas sur de nombreux sites que j'ai pu visiter. Peut-tre qu'il n'y a pas assez de sites en bretons!!!
"The first mistress!
The golden hair, azure eyes, the flower of flesh,
And among the smell of bodies and young ones,
Spontaneity timid caresses!
...
If only that I am now gloomy and alone
Gloomy and hopeless, more glossy than an ancestor
Such as a poor orphan and no older sister. "
"Les premires matresses!
L'or des cheveux, l'azur des yeux, la fleur des chairs,... Read More
"My desire created under roofs of gold,
Among the perfumes, the sound of music,
Harems of endless, physical paradise!
Today, quieter but no less ardent,
But knowing the life and must be folded,
I had to restrain my beautiful insanity
Without resign myself too though. "
"Mon dsir crait sous des toits en or,
Parmi les parfums, au son des musiques,
Des harems sans fin,... Read More
"There is no honest men, or at least they are only in respect of scoundrels"
"Il n'y a pas d'hommes honntes; ou du moins ils ne le sont que relativement aux crapules"
"Autumn, the autumn wonderful blended its gold and purple the latest greens remained high, as if drops of molten sun had cast from heaven in the thickness of woods"
"L'automne, l'automne merveilleux, mlait... Read More
"Between each dish there was a hole, the hole Norman, with a glass of brandy who threw the fire into the body and madness in the mind."
"Entre chaque plat on faisait un trou, le trou normand, avec un verre d'eau-de-vie qui jetait du feu dans le corps et de la folie dans les ttes."
"Then he had to drink the first glass of brandy... Read More
A few days after this exchange of text messages to wish a happy new year, I received an invitation card to attend a cocktail to celebrate the new year. This appetizer buffet supper to be held in her study physiotherapist. Unfortunately, I realized quickly that I would not be here this evening. Indeed, for my work, I have to go to another town and I... Read More
Well, come on, it's decided: I end with the story to turn (finally?) this page in my life.
Three weeks have passed since my mail when I said what I felt for her. I honestly did not expect answers from him ... and I preferred not to be.
Two days after returning from vacation, she says. Not to say what she thought of my statement... Read More
Carrment, fais ch... ce temps de chiotte, surtout que dernierement on c'est pris des 45 degres et la on peine mme atteindre 25.... Je souhaite que le soleil vienne chez toi aussi et merci pour ton comment sur mon blog!!!
bisous bisous!!!
. Mais bon, je cherche plutt un truc avec pas bcp d'heures, me remettre aux tudes va tre suffisamment hard -__-.
J'te renvoie quand c'est traduit.