Freedom
Today I made.
Freedom is to understand that everything around us, the people around us, things, our lives have the same importance for us that we decide to give, not an ounce more.
God exist or not exist, we decide.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Premiere And Mpeg File
Invective
As everyone who knows me knows I am passionate about fashion or big names.
A dress I bought it for me as it is and not for the name is written in front of or behind or above or where he likes them. Furthermore I believe that some signatures are particularly tamarri, have sloppy stitching and fabric of poor quality. Not to mention the fact that, in all probability, is the clothing market as well as those of the big names in China have both been sewn into a barracks where, in his spare time, the poor workers assemble even blenders and toasters.
In fact the only things "to sign" (As my grandmother used to say) that I ended up in my closet after gifts. In short, if I have to choose how to spend a thousand euro prefer a little holiday rather than a plastic strap python, you think?
Here, then head right now that if I went of my own free will on the site of one of these big names (of which I will try not to name but I promise!) Was for reasons other than just looking at the autumn- Winter 2009-2010 (that's another reason why I hate fashion, this anxiety of always looking to the future, anticipating the times ... always make me feel older or behind something.) In fact it was for work. Everything I needed: a phone number offices, or even an email. Of course, I did not expect to find at first. I'm happy, just think 'I'm putting you as evil, call toll-free any centeraccio populated by young precarious.
So, armed with computers go on google and I click on the official website of the brand so and so.
I find myself on a page dominated by two factors: the roboanza and arrogance.
No time to upload the whole part that tenax flame music style on Saturday night and a series of cascading boring intro. I click as fast as the wind on the writing and Skip are projected into another dimension ... the boundaries of reality. A series of
minischermi that skinny models walking on the catwalks, more in the rhythm of house music absurd. While trudging to search for the key take away the music known my great disgust that move the mouse cursor on that page infested with all sorts of demons causing a chain reaction of effects tamarri as an imitation of flash fotogafi, stars, brilluccichini, strobe. Off
music I can concentrate better and know the infinite arrogance of the page. Yeah, because they assume that you are over there for two reasons: to look (or touch) or to buy.
There is no alternative. I'm going to link history and tells me about the company's history, to what is cool and what is beautiful. Vado already skeptical products in the subcategory, where he praises the preciousness their invoice forms Italian (which means that the directives addressed to depart from Italy barracks in China on how to make clothes) and where they open infinite collections where galleries are contained thousands of images of bags, shoes, belts, clothes etc etc.
Nothing to be done. As for the other link: a brief note on their designers so fèscion so cool, a collection of what he said the printing of them (that are cool and which are beautiful, of course), and highlighted by more bombastic effects, the customer area, with the sign of a good shopping cart.
phone numbers even shade. One e-mail address, the one that you can ask what is their boutique closest to you (you know what I I? almost, almost resco if you know what is the closest shop to me I take this opportunity to take a stroll in araggi stuffed with TNT). But miseriaccia
slut, but a number of a call centeraccio? None of this is not set for the logic of "marketing" is not part of their mission, they only deal with "customer satisfaction". Their conceit and arrogance is so high that not even consider the fact that someone can look for other reasons. Enough, I'm too pissed off.
Once again I am proud to admit that I wrote this post while wearing a suit bought at the Chinese market!

As everyone who knows me knows I am passionate about fashion or big names.
A dress I bought it for me as it is and not for the name is written in front of or behind or above or where he likes them. Furthermore I believe that some signatures are particularly tamarri, have sloppy stitching and fabric of poor quality. Not to mention the fact that, in all probability, is the clothing market as well as those of the big names in China have both been sewn into a barracks where, in his spare time, the poor workers assemble even blenders and toasters.
In fact the only things "to sign" (As my grandmother used to say) that I ended up in my closet after gifts. In short, if I have to choose how to spend a thousand euro prefer a little holiday rather than a plastic strap python, you think?
Here, then head right now that if I went of my own free will on the site of one of these big names (of which I will try not to name but I promise!) Was for reasons other than just looking at the autumn- Winter 2009-2010 (that's another reason why I hate fashion, this anxiety of always looking to the future, anticipating the times ... always make me feel older or behind something.) In fact it was for work. Everything I needed: a phone number offices, or even an email. Of course, I did not expect to find at first. I'm happy, just think 'I'm putting you as evil, call toll-free any centeraccio populated by young precarious.
So, armed with computers go on google and I click on the official website of the brand so and so.
I find myself on a page dominated by two factors: the roboanza and arrogance.
No time to upload the whole part that tenax flame music style on Saturday night and a series of cascading boring intro. I click as fast as the wind on the writing and Skip are projected into another dimension ... the boundaries of reality. A series of
minischermi that skinny models walking on the catwalks, more in the rhythm of house music absurd. While trudging to search for the key take away the music known my great disgust that move the mouse cursor on that page infested with all sorts of demons causing a chain reaction of effects tamarri as an imitation of flash fotogafi, stars, brilluccichini, strobe. Off
music I can concentrate better and know the infinite arrogance of the page. Yeah, because they assume that you are over there for two reasons: to look (or touch) or to buy.
There is no alternative. I'm going to link history and tells me about the company's history, to what is cool and what is beautiful. Vado already skeptical products in the subcategory, where he praises the preciousness their invoice forms Italian (which means that the directives addressed to depart from Italy barracks in China on how to make clothes) and where they open infinite collections where galleries are contained thousands of images of bags, shoes, belts, clothes etc etc.
Nothing to be done. As for the other link: a brief note on their designers so fèscion so cool, a collection of what he said the printing of them (that are cool and which are beautiful, of course), and highlighted by more bombastic effects, the customer area, with the sign of a good shopping cart.
phone numbers even shade. One e-mail address, the one that you can ask what is their boutique closest to you (you know what I I? almost, almost resco if you know what is the closest shop to me I take this opportunity to take a stroll in araggi stuffed with TNT). But miseriaccia
slut, but a number of a call centeraccio? None of this is not set for the logic of "marketing" is not part of their mission, they only deal with "customer satisfaction". Their conceit and arrogance is so high that not even consider the fact that someone can look for other reasons. Enough, I'm too pissed off.
Once again I am proud to admit that I wrote this post while wearing a suit bought at the Chinese market!
Friday, March 27, 2009
The Myth Actress Names List
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Dragonball Bulma Boobs
Fight against crap music
A little taste of our latest work ... a tribute to all those who rebel against crap music
A little taste of our latest work ... a tribute to all those who rebel against crap music
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Slanted Closet Organizer
Reflections on teenagers and postural defects
The other day I chatted with Sara that some time working in a high school and by good "old" of nearly 30 years reflects on changing times and fashions of teenagers.
For those of our generation, there was a change that has been the watershed, a break, as the fall of the Roman Empire, caused the shift from an era (ours) to a 'another: the demise of the backpack dell'INVICTA.
Now how this happened, whether gradually or suddenly, I can not say. I just know that when we went to high school we invicta backpack was a must, to the point that you were considered unlucky if you do not have it. Now nobody's got more and indeed, if you have it you are deemed a loser.
I wonder how this change could have affected the future of the company invicta but it's not the point.
dell'invicta backpack was a status symbol, it gave you a sense of belonging, was something that denoted what you did (gggiovane a student) and who you were (certainly not a loser).
There were several types: the simple "mono", those with unlikely combinations of colors like fuchsia, green and orange (typically year 90) or the fantasy "theme" developed by Mr. Invicta from year to year to sell more (psychedelic, dedicated to the Indian, save the dolphins, no incinerators, W sandals with the eyes ...) or historical ones, which are inherited by the brothers, all of which faded in place of the buckles had great small ones.
Often backpack dell'invicta served to let others know about the universe-after indiscriminate use posca-your feelings (Francy TVTB, Mary TAT, W FIA) your faith (force juve, forza milan, strength Pistoia ) or just who the hell you were (L. Ely, '79 Chicca, G. Matte). If you happen to change your mind about one of those things you had two choices: wash until a backpack, along with his color, did not go away a bit 'of each posca and write on your new views or directly change the backpack buying a new invicta.
But what has truly marked a whole generation, my, it was not the type of backpack dell'invicta, but as it was brought.
Now, we know that the backpack is specially made to be worn on both shoulders (just happens to have two strings on the back, not one like that among the other shoulder has met with limited success) but I do not know why a some point it turned out that the fashion pack dell'invicta was brought on one shoulder: If he carries two were, needless to say, one loser like those who had no backpack dell'invicta.
What then is the only bond that you used the mica could hold tight! no, it must be slow so that the backpack hanging in the ass, sometimes you knock them over directly.
Now, as more often than the books that we brought to school and many were too heavy for the tower of Pisa as we bend the other side as a counterweight.
What's more you could put the mica backpacker first resting on top, like on a bench! no, doing so was to be losers (who gets to tell you) you had to lift it off the ground, rotate it and place it directly in the shoulder with a noise like that CIAC was sometimes caused by the backpack flapping on the jacket, on your other shoulder that is luxury.
Hence here the damage: an entire generation of young people brought every day to 5, sometimes 6, 7 or 8 years (depending on how many times the school years) the Zano on one shoulder ... fuck our backs it must have felt bad!
Just as has happened to some anthropologists who have found ancient skeletons with bones orredamente deformed by some kind of absurd fashion maybe one thousand years of anthropologists to study the future of our skeletons and will wonder why a number of skeletons have a shoulder more lower than the other.
The answer, dear anthropologists and archaeologists of the future, I give it to you: it is a backpack dell'INVICTA!

The other day I chatted with Sara that some time working in a high school and by good "old" of nearly 30 years reflects on changing times and fashions of teenagers.
For those of our generation, there was a change that has been the watershed, a break, as the fall of the Roman Empire, caused the shift from an era (ours) to a 'another: the demise of the backpack dell'INVICTA.
Now how this happened, whether gradually or suddenly, I can not say. I just know that when we went to high school we invicta backpack was a must, to the point that you were considered unlucky if you do not have it. Now nobody's got more and indeed, if you have it you are deemed a loser.
I wonder how this change could have affected the future of the company invicta but it's not the point.
dell'invicta backpack was a status symbol, it gave you a sense of belonging, was something that denoted what you did (gggiovane a student) and who you were (certainly not a loser).
There were several types: the simple "mono", those with unlikely combinations of colors like fuchsia, green and orange (typically year 90) or the fantasy "theme" developed by Mr. Invicta from year to year to sell more (psychedelic, dedicated to the Indian, save the dolphins, no incinerators, W sandals with the eyes ...) or historical ones, which are inherited by the brothers, all of which faded in place of the buckles had great small ones.
Often backpack dell'invicta served to let others know about the universe-after indiscriminate use posca-your feelings (Francy TVTB, Mary TAT, W FIA) your faith (force juve, forza milan, strength Pistoia ) or just who the hell you were (L. Ely, '79 Chicca, G. Matte). If you happen to change your mind about one of those things you had two choices: wash until a backpack, along with his color, did not go away a bit 'of each posca and write on your new views or directly change the backpack buying a new invicta.
But what has truly marked a whole generation, my, it was not the type of backpack dell'invicta, but as it was brought.
Now, we know that the backpack is specially made to be worn on both shoulders (just happens to have two strings on the back, not one like that among the other shoulder has met with limited success) but I do not know why a some point it turned out that the fashion pack dell'invicta was brought on one shoulder: If he carries two were, needless to say, one loser like those who had no backpack dell'invicta.
What then is the only bond that you used the mica could hold tight! no, it must be slow so that the backpack hanging in the ass, sometimes you knock them over directly.
Now, as more often than the books that we brought to school and many were too heavy for the tower of Pisa as we bend the other side as a counterweight.
What's more you could put the mica backpacker first resting on top, like on a bench! no, doing so was to be losers (who gets to tell you) you had to lift it off the ground, rotate it and place it directly in the shoulder with a noise like that CIAC was sometimes caused by the backpack flapping on the jacket, on your other shoulder that is luxury.
Hence here the damage: an entire generation of young people brought every day to 5, sometimes 6, 7 or 8 years (depending on how many times the school years) the Zano on one shoulder ... fuck our backs it must have felt bad!
Just as has happened to some anthropologists who have found ancient skeletons with bones orredamente deformed by some kind of absurd fashion maybe one thousand years of anthropologists to study the future of our skeletons and will wonder why a number of skeletons have a shoulder more lower than the other.
The answer, dear anthropologists and archaeologists of the future, I give it to you: it is a backpack dell'INVICTA!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Is Olive Oil Safe To Masterbate With
CAYO COCO CUBA HOTELS AND RESORTS - WHERE TO SLEEP IN CAYO COCO CUBA
BLAU COLONIAL HOTEL
Cayo Coco, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel +53-33-301311 FAX: +53-33-301311 Web
- http://www.blau-hotels.com/frameset.php?lng=uk
COCO BEACH HOTEL
Cayo Coco, Jardines del Rey, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel - (53 33) 30 or 30 2250 2245 Fax - (53 33) 30 2255 E-mail
- comercial@playacoco.co.cu E-mail - jefe.rrpp @ playacoco.co.cu
Melia Cayo Coco Jardines
del Rey Cayo Coco - Ciego de Ávila, CUBA Tel: (53) 33 301 180 - Fax: (53) 33 301195E-mail- melia.cayo.coco @ solmelia.com Website - http://www.solmelia.com/solNew/hoteles/j .... odigoHotel = 5877
NH Krystal Laguna Villas & Resort (FORMER SENATOR)
Cayo Coco, Jardines del Rey, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel: 011 533 330 1470 Fax: 1498 011 533 330
Email - Email
dcomercial@nh-hoteles.co.cu - cubaalacarte@nh-hoteles.co.cu
Sitio La Guira Cabañas Cayo Coco, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel - (53 33) 30 1208
Webpage - http://usuarios.lycos.es/conexioncubana/turismo/alojamiento/cayo_01.htm SOL CAYO COCO
Jardines del Rey Cayo Coco - Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel: (53) 33 301 280 - Fax: (53) 33 301 285 E-mail
-sol.cayo.coco @ solmelia.com E-mail
- sol.cayo.coco @ solmeliacuba.com
Website - http://www.solmelia.com/solNew/hoteles/j....odigoHotel=5878
OASIS PLAYA COCO Carretera Cayo Coco GuillermoCayo. Moron. Ciego de Avila, Cuba
Tel +53 33302250 - Fax. +53 33302255 web
- http://www.hotelesoasis.com/
TRYP CAYO COCO
Jadin Del Rey Moron Cayo Coco - Moron (Ciego de Avila), CUBA
Tel - (53) 33 301 300 - Fax: (53) 33 301 386 E-mail
- tryp.cayo.coco @ solmelia.com
Website - http://www. solmelia.com / solNew / hotels / j....odigoHotel = 5975
SEAGULL VILLA CAYO COCO
Cayo Coco, Jardines del Rey, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel - (53 33) 30 2180 Fax: (53 33) 30 2190 E-mail
- carpeta@villagaviota-grupo.co.cu
Webpage - http://www.gaviota-grupo.com/alojamientos.asp?idalojamiento=14&ididioma=1
HOTELS AND RESORTS BLUEBAY
Cayo Coco, Ciego de Avila, CubaJardines del Rey Phone +53 33
30 23 50mail - alojamiento@bluebay.co.cu Web
- http://www.bluebayresorts.com/en/hotel/bluebay-cayo-coco.html
BLAU COLONIAL HOTEL
Cayo Coco, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel +53-33-301311 FAX: +53-33-301311 Web
- http://www.blau-hotels.com/frameset.php?lng=uk
COCO BEACH HOTEL
Cayo Coco, Jardines del Rey, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel - (53 33) 30 or 30 2250 2245 Fax - (53 33) 30 2255 E-mail
- comercial@playacoco.co.cu E-mail - jefe.rrpp @ playacoco.co.cu
Melia Cayo Coco Jardines
del Rey Cayo Coco - Ciego de Ávila, CUBA Tel: (53) 33 301 180 - Fax: (53) 33 301195E-mail- melia.cayo.coco @ solmelia.com Website - http://www.solmelia.com/solNew/hoteles/j .... odigoHotel = 5877
NH Krystal Laguna Villas & Resort (FORMER SENATOR)
Cayo Coco, Jardines del Rey, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel: 011 533 330 1470 Fax: 1498 011 533 330
Email - Email
dcomercial@nh-hoteles.co.cu - cubaalacarte@nh-hoteles.co.cu
Sitio La Guira Cabañas Cayo Coco, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel - (53 33) 30 1208
Webpage - http://usuarios.lycos.es/conexioncubana/turismo/alojamiento/cayo_01.htm SOL CAYO COCO
Jardines del Rey Cayo Coco - Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel: (53) 33 301 280 - Fax: (53) 33 301 285 E-mail
-sol.cayo.coco @ solmelia.com E-mail
- sol.cayo.coco @ solmeliacuba.com
Website - http://www.solmelia.com/solNew/hoteles/j....odigoHotel=5878
OASIS PLAYA COCO Carretera Cayo Coco GuillermoCayo. Moron. Ciego de Avila, Cuba
Tel +53 33302250 - Fax. +53 33302255 web
- http://www.hotelesoasis.com/
TRYP CAYO COCO
Jadin Del Rey Moron Cayo Coco - Moron (Ciego de Avila), CUBA
Tel - (53) 33 301 300 - Fax: (53) 33 301 386 E-mail
- tryp.cayo.coco @ solmelia.com
Website - http://www. solmelia.com / solNew / hotels / j....odigoHotel = 5975
SEAGULL VILLA CAYO COCO
Cayo Coco, Jardines del Rey, Ciego de Avila, CUBA
Tel - (53 33) 30 2180 Fax: (53 33) 30 2190 E-mail
- carpeta@villagaviota-grupo.co.cu
Webpage - http://www.gaviota-grupo.com/alojamientos.asp?idalojamiento=14&ididioma=1
HOTELS AND RESORTS BLUEBAY
Cayo Coco, Ciego de Avila, CubaJardines del Rey Phone +53 33
30 23 50mail - alojamiento@bluebay.co.cu Web
- http://www.bluebayresorts.com/en/hotel/bluebay-cayo-coco.html
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Australian Defamation Letter Template
The fateful question
The post today is an account that already a bit 'of time, I was buzzing in my head but only now, after the eye examination of the renewal of the license (oh yeah, are 10 years of panic in the streets) I decided to clarify it.
one time not too far away age was considered impolite to ask a lady. My grandmother she has never wanted to tell his age, he got angry if I asked grandma how old she was and unfortunately I only discovered the day when I read it on his tombstone. But now times have changed. Maybe because I'm still ggggiovane (or so I believe) does not give me any trouble saying that I'm 28.
Nowadays there is only one question that I fear most of the plague that is your job?
That is, if we a living room with friends and the newcomer asks me "So Martha, what do you do?" answer in this case without any problems: "I deal with cultural bla bla bla bla" and it can arise even starting a conversation semibanale / semipallosa.
Yeah, but when to ask and, as today, a doctor / bureaucrat (who are the worst kind!) What the hell the answer? What is expected of you a short and concise, not the story of your life. He's what you do or do not do not give anything to be honest do not give anything even if you look from lynx or you're blind as a bat, though it must renew the license. He's interested in getting rid of you as soon as possible, Please tick a box of the 5 multiple-choice item under the occupation, apply a stamp and collect your money. End of the visit can go ahead with the next.
I suppose 10 years ago when I took the license, the same question he replied: student.
So I continued until I could, even if I worked and studied at the same time. Because the students is to be an alibi for himself that question. What are you doing? Studio. Not bat an eyelid. Even if you are 70 years and not by the examinations of 20. What cares? student is one of the options provided for in the list. This is enough.
few days after graduation I was asked the same question and I do not remember what I said lightly: student. Only after I realized that was no longer true, it would not be more true.
the other day with my friend It should be considered that there are two things among others under which it manufactures to be "grown up", ie when the question "profession?" no longer responds to light-hearted "student" and when asked "mail?" Instead of answering "AkkalappiaKani87@sountubo.com biondaocchiazzurri82@mailfasulla.it or" you answer with a simple "firstname.lastname @ gmail.com.."
Yes, but this consideration does not resolve the issue raised: what the fuck I say to the doctor's visit for a license?
After an hour of waiting in a room with explanatory panels of the various road signs and red lights for a fictional rhythm pointed towards me feel call my name. I approached the desk all afraid of the doctor (yes, among other things because I fear that in 10 years my eyesight has declined and I put the obligation to drive with glasses), I sit down and shows me the letters on a billboard . Ok, so far we are, with no obligation to guide slow.
then takes a sheet in his hand and begins to fill in the fields. God, please, is that there is the question, do not ask me, do not ask me. Instead, eccotela coming: "Occupation?" "Um," I do "really do not know what to say ... weak." "But I can not answer precarious" "then" I say I "put contract workers" "eh" he says, "but I can not put even that. What ago? "" I work in an office culture, "his eye lights" aaah, used "I'm sorry to disappoint almost" no, not really "free professonista then ..?" her eyes almost pleading. "look "I do" I do not know how to answer, put the one that seems most appropriate. "
The doctor takes the money, handed me the sheet filled out and making me a sad look greets me with a" good luck for his future. "
This is the situation of young people. And even the not so young. I wonder if everyone is in trouble like me to answer the big question.
So, I say, ok that the state, politicians and all those who fill the mouth of beautiful words to help young and block the insecurity could not do anything, but at least fucking come to an effort to eliminate the question "profession" by bureaucratic questionnaires. We save a lot 'of trouble, right?

The post today is an account that already a bit 'of time, I was buzzing in my head but only now, after the eye examination of the renewal of the license (oh yeah, are 10 years of panic in the streets) I decided to clarify it.
one time not too far away age was considered impolite to ask a lady. My grandmother she has never wanted to tell his age, he got angry if I asked grandma how old she was and unfortunately I only discovered the day when I read it on his tombstone. But now times have changed. Maybe because I'm still ggggiovane (or so I believe) does not give me any trouble saying that I'm 28.
Nowadays there is only one question that I fear most of the plague that is your job?
That is, if we a living room with friends and the newcomer asks me "So Martha, what do you do?" answer in this case without any problems: "I deal with cultural bla bla bla bla" and it can arise even starting a conversation semibanale / semipallosa.
Yeah, but when to ask and, as today, a doctor / bureaucrat (who are the worst kind!) What the hell the answer? What is expected of you a short and concise, not the story of your life. He's what you do or do not do not give anything to be honest do not give anything even if you look from lynx or you're blind as a bat, though it must renew the license. He's interested in getting rid of you as soon as possible, Please tick a box of the 5 multiple-choice item under the occupation, apply a stamp and collect your money. End of the visit can go ahead with the next.
I suppose 10 years ago when I took the license, the same question he replied: student.
So I continued until I could, even if I worked and studied at the same time. Because the students is to be an alibi for himself that question. What are you doing? Studio. Not bat an eyelid. Even if you are 70 years and not by the examinations of 20. What cares? student is one of the options provided for in the list. This is enough.
few days after graduation I was asked the same question and I do not remember what I said lightly: student. Only after I realized that was no longer true, it would not be more true.
the other day with my friend It should be considered that there are two things among others under which it manufactures to be "grown up", ie when the question "profession?" no longer responds to light-hearted "student" and when asked "mail?" Instead of answering "AkkalappiaKani87@sountubo.com biondaocchiazzurri82@mailfasulla.it or" you answer with a simple "firstname.lastname @ gmail.com.."
Yes, but this consideration does not resolve the issue raised: what the fuck I say to the doctor's visit for a license?
After an hour of waiting in a room with explanatory panels of the various road signs and red lights for a fictional rhythm pointed towards me feel call my name. I approached the desk all afraid of the doctor (yes, among other things because I fear that in 10 years my eyesight has declined and I put the obligation to drive with glasses), I sit down and shows me the letters on a billboard . Ok, so far we are, with no obligation to guide slow.
then takes a sheet in his hand and begins to fill in the fields. God, please, is that there is the question, do not ask me, do not ask me. Instead, eccotela coming: "Occupation?" "Um," I do "really do not know what to say ... weak." "But I can not answer precarious" "then" I say I "put contract workers" "eh" he says, "but I can not put even that. What ago? "" I work in an office culture, "his eye lights" aaah, used "I'm sorry to disappoint almost" no, not really "free professonista then ..?" her eyes almost pleading. "look "I do" I do not know how to answer, put the one that seems most appropriate. "
The doctor takes the money, handed me the sheet filled out and making me a sad look greets me with a" good luck for his future. "
This is the situation of young people. And even the not so young. I wonder if everyone is in trouble like me to answer the big question.
So, I say, ok that the state, politicians and all those who fill the mouth of beautiful words to help young and block the insecurity could not do anything, but at least fucking come to an effort to eliminate the question "profession" by bureaucratic questionnaires. We save a lot 'of trouble, right?
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