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my best friend sara
Sara is my best friend. She is sincere to me and there is a lot of understanding between us but sometimes she behaves strangely because she is so possessive for of me and does not want to share me with anyone. One day a girl hold held my hand. Sara became aggressive and started to fight with her. She does not want that I me to make new friends, but my friend Sara has a lot of friends. She often fought with me about making new friends. One day I felt aggressive on towards her and I slapped her face. She started to weep then I realized that problem was not small ,it is a big problem. I asked to her that what did she want. She did not any answer. She was still quiet .
After all now this she is still my friend, but we can not talk about this matter.0 votedAugust 18, 20150Using sensibility.
Recently, I haven't been able to use my sensibility much because I devoted my time to study language.
I'm in the nature of art things.
If I don't use my sensibility, the feelings are lost.
It's such a sad thing to me.
I have to reconsider my style.
I have my painting website.
If you are interested, please see my painting.
Maybe I'm unique, but it's my style.
http://kasumi-tanabe.tumblr.com/
I'm an art person.
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最近私は、語学の勉強ばかりしていて、感性を使えていません。
私はもともと、アートに自分の本質があります。
もし感性を使うことをやめれば、それは失われていきます。
私にとってとても悲しいことです。
自分のスタイルを見直さなきゃいけません。
私は絵のウェブサイトを持っています。
もし興味があったら、ぜひ見てください。
たぶんユニークだけど、私のスタイルです。
私はアートの人間ですから。0 votedApril 19, 20151Getting Lost
I don`t usually get lost, although I live in São Paulo I always have GPS whit with me. So I never go to the dangerous parts of town. But a five years ago I did get lost. I was in the car with my boyfriend, today my husbandwho is now my husband, and we didn`t have GPS. We drove for tree three and to four hours. We stopped many times at dangerous and deserted places to ask for information and finally and angel appeared and showed us the rite right direction to arrive at our destination (our hotel).
0 votedOctober 29, 20140What do you think of the about the legalization of marijuana ?
some scientists the believe that marjiuana is not dangerous to health, but instead has the beneficial effects.
Only to the mind have a bad it has negative effects, because if one uses marijuana for a long time the person becomes moremuch slower in thinking, losing many neurons.0 votedOctober 28, 20141No one can succeed forever
The first belief I learned from my father was that no one can succeed forever. He pointed to the several children a group of children and said, “Playing tops is an easy thing for these children, what they just need to do is constantly whipping the top. According to this thought, the tops should have been spinning all the time, but actually the tops always fall in a very short time. Do you know why?” Father asked me. I shook my head in confusion. Father continued, “Because there is always something that we cannot control in the process. The same is true for your college entrance examination. You learn well at ordinary times, but it do not means does not mean you will do well in the end.” “I got it.” I said, “One failure does not mean that I will fail forever.” I fell felt a bit better.
0 votedOctober 28, 20141A little bit of fantasy
However, Nick did not hear him. He ran at Sam like a out of control locomotive, they disappeared into the forest with a terrible smashing and uprooting of trees on their way. I could hear the sound of a furious battle, and jumped up. I darted here and there biting my lower lip. Suddenly having broken some pine trees, Nick's body flew out of the forest and crashed into a rocky little hill with much noise. After him came Sam, giving him no time to come to his senses, he pressed him against the rock with one hand and placed another on the stones so that they became red as glowing coals, and Nick cried.
Suddenly he was tossed aside by a powerful stream of air. He and Nick looked surprised at the opposite direction, and I turned. Along the glade, gracefully walking, a fragile small girl in a white fluffy dress was approaching. A mop of the red hair flowed upon her shoulders. Blue eyes measuring them with anger were looking under her frowning brows.0 votedOctober 27, 20142
