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terça-feira, 22 de maio de 2012
sexta-feira, 11 de maio de 2012
A LOVE SECRET
There was a girl whose father was very jealous. Even so she had a boy friend Who loved her. He wanted to write her about Love. To avoid problems with her father he invented a new kind of letter. He wrote:
“The great love I had for you
is gone, and my hate for you vocabulary:
increases every Day. When I see you jealous- possessive
I feel bad and displeased. to avoid – to keep away
The only thing I want to do is to from
look the other way. I never wanted to to increase- to grow
marry you. I have a heart displeased- discontent
to give, but it is not a heart soon- immediately
I want to give you. Do me a favor and and so on - etcetera
do not try to
answer this letter.
I don´t need you.
Good bye! Believe me,
don´t think that
I am still your love.”
There was a girl whose father was very jealous. Even so she had a boy friend Who loved her. He wanted to write her about Love. To avoid problems with her father he invented a new kind of letter. He wrote:
“The great love I had for you
is gone, and my hate for you vocabulary:
increases every Day. When I see you jealous- possessive
I feel bad and displeased. to avoid – to keep away
The only thing I want to do is to from
look the other way. I never wanted to to increase- to grow
marry you. I have a heart displeased- discontent
to give, but it is not a heart soon- immediately
I want to give you. Do me a favor and and so on - etcetera
do not try to
answer this letter.
I don´t need you.
Good bye! Believe me,
don´t think that
I am still your love.”
The girl soon understood that she had to read the first line of the letter, and then the third line, and then the fifth line, and so on, till the end of the letter.
(Adapted from The Love Letter, published by The MacMillan Company.)
sábado, 5 de maio de 2012
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As vezes fico imaginando: sera que você está pensando em mim? se estiver, o que está pensando sobre mim? na verdade, será que algum pensa em mim? como seria se eu estivesse com você agora? como queria te ter comigo. A única certeza que tenho é que o seu beijo, o seu abraço, a sua voz, seu sorriso, se jeito de falar, seus olhos, seu cabelo, sua boca, seu jeito de andar, suas brincadeiras, tudo, tudo em você, eu amo muito.
quarta-feira, 2 de maio de 2012
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Tudo que era vadiagem sozinho:assistir televisão dormir ate tarde = Torna-se programa
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