Crowito is very sick. He's on the pet taxi, barely moving. Again, he can't go #1... and he is simply in big pain. I MUST see the vet this afternoon... I hope something positive can be done... I would really HATE to loose him, as I did Kyone... :(
Webspinning of the Arcane mixed with a bit of poison, passion, dreaming and humanity...
Sunday, February 29, 2004
Saturday, February 28, 2004
Friday, February 27, 2004
TGIF I am so tired! I actually thought it was Saturday... the day had that bad start... LOL Bought some earth for the palmitas that I bought 2 days ago, and new tiestos that wont be tripping over... (no drugs, ok?). Got some blue and red fake flowers for my office and a little something for Lucinda. Coriolis is blueeeeeeeeeee... Hopefully he will pass by and we will get to cheer him up! That one needs to move to the West side, here is where true godly beings live. :)) Same to AVO! ;)
Been putting together the masks, lace, sprinkles, materials all over my place! Kitties creating mayhem! Oh, yeah, my Great Escapist kitties, so smart they open EVERY drawer in the house and even the mirrored doors in the living room... I know they get bored, but Come ON! It is almost like watching an episode of Poltergeist in my house every time I arrive!
This weekend got a demo on videoguy on Sun. Also gotta visit El Calvo to get some answers. And maybe, just maybe, play some Dungeons for a change! :))
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Been putting together the masks, lace, sprinkles, materials all over my place! Kitties creating mayhem! Oh, yeah, my Great Escapist kitties, so smart they open EVERY drawer in the house and even the mirrored doors in the living room... I know they get bored, but Come ON! It is almost like watching an episode of Poltergeist in my house every time I arrive!
This weekend got a demo on videoguy on Sun. Also gotta visit El Calvo to get some answers. And maybe, just maybe, play some Dungeons for a change! :))
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Tuesday, February 24, 2004
Last night browsed for some cake designs. Guess I can settle for classic simple 3 tier white cake, so on top I can put the dragons I want. Castle cakes are just too expensive. I liked a cake that is covered in "love words" grafitti. I also liked one that had blue lines at the base of each tier... Whatever...
Still stuggling for some choices on attire of groom, fathers, maid of honor and godfather... At least the bridesmaids issue is over. :)
Time to work.
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Still stuggling for some choices on attire of groom, fathers, maid of honor and godfather... At least the bridesmaids issue is over. :)
Time to work.
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Monday, February 23, 2004
Been upset, and blue, vindictive and thoughtful. The weekend went too fast. Saturday was troublesome... At least someone realized that he was giving me second place next to the glowing first place he gives to video games... He disposed of them all... Hopefully that means something...
Yesterday I was lazy. Didn't wanted to do anything although I have MUCH to do. I just felt like laying down letting the cats jump over me as they chased each other. Tried to make at least one mask, but felt uninspired to do anything at all... Too tired, monotony gets to me... I need to shake shake shake... shake my booty, SHAKE MY BOOTY! LOL Right, like I just LOOOOVE to dance... NOT!
I had to make changes on the wedding party attire so everyone would be happy... sort of... Too many things happenned I guess. Last week Coriolis mother had a heart attack. And then LittleGroundelette lost her job. And then some human nature troubles... So, on hold for a bit. Let's see what happens.
AVO has been feeling technical lately, and has become a happy-go-lucky-camper-that-sings- "REMEMBER ALL THE PEOPLE... " LOL Ok, not that happy, but certainly gayish. ;) Hope the guy gets the job he needs to help complete his MASTERPLANS Buahahahahahah Seems he really likes the prospect of meeting LadyMex. Until now all his opinions about her are really nice. He understands what she's going through and the reality of her being a mother of 2 kids, full time worker, full time dreamer, vegan and keeper of a bird. LOL I really wish that can at least head to a beautiful warm friendship, both need it.
LadyMex had a "bad" night on Sat as her car became overheated and we had to deal with it. The plan was to see Lucinda and do some masks, but hey... the day was just NOT right to do anything. So, there. :)
Kara wrote as well. She got her job, so, wow... People are actually finding jobs... That's gotta mean something. :) This year things will get better for everyone. It would be great if she could come over the island for the wedding. I have a bridesmaid spot that needs to be filled. :)
I don't know the outcome of the wedding party attire, but I do know that the reception will still be a Masqued Ball, so ANY COSTUMES WELCOME, especially PERIOD COSTUMES.
Gotta run. Today I'm going to Aguadilla... Then gotta come back for a reunion in the afternoon...
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Yesterday I was lazy. Didn't wanted to do anything although I have MUCH to do. I just felt like laying down letting the cats jump over me as they chased each other. Tried to make at least one mask, but felt uninspired to do anything at all... Too tired, monotony gets to me... I need to shake shake shake... shake my booty, SHAKE MY BOOTY! LOL Right, like I just LOOOOVE to dance... NOT!
I had to make changes on the wedding party attire so everyone would be happy... sort of... Too many things happenned I guess. Last week Coriolis mother had a heart attack. And then LittleGroundelette lost her job. And then some human nature troubles... So, on hold for a bit. Let's see what happens.
AVO has been feeling technical lately, and has become a happy-go-lucky-camper-that-sings- "REMEMBER ALL THE PEOPLE... " LOL Ok, not that happy, but certainly gayish. ;) Hope the guy gets the job he needs to help complete his MASTERPLANS Buahahahahahah Seems he really likes the prospect of meeting LadyMex. Until now all his opinions about her are really nice. He understands what she's going through and the reality of her being a mother of 2 kids, full time worker, full time dreamer, vegan and keeper of a bird. LOL I really wish that can at least head to a beautiful warm friendship, both need it.
LadyMex had a "bad" night on Sat as her car became overheated and we had to deal with it. The plan was to see Lucinda and do some masks, but hey... the day was just NOT right to do anything. So, there. :)
Kara wrote as well. She got her job, so, wow... People are actually finding jobs... That's gotta mean something. :) This year things will get better for everyone. It would be great if she could come over the island for the wedding. I have a bridesmaid spot that needs to be filled. :)
I don't know the outcome of the wedding party attire, but I do know that the reception will still be a Masqued Ball, so ANY COSTUMES WELCOME, especially PERIOD COSTUMES.
Gotta run. Today I'm going to Aguadilla... Then gotta come back for a reunion in the afternoon...
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Tuesday, February 17, 2004
Yesterday was a REALLY LONG day. Spent the morning and half the afternoon doing the laundry… Yes, it was THAT big… Then picked up Lucinda and visited the caterer at SanGerman. She’s great, very likeable person. Left Lucinda at her home again, picked up Groundel and went back to SanGerman to visit the photographer so the date was reserved… Then visited El Calvo to give him some news updates… We arrived at Mayaguez at 11:30pm. Gosh, we were beat! I was beat!
Anyway… V-day sucked. Me being sick... At least we watched Radio (good), House of the Dead (completely lame) and Cabin Fever (good, especially the special features section, THAT was cool!)…
There was a VERY FUNNY episode between Lucinda and her Orc, regarding our little elf Coriolis. The Orc thought Lucinda was having an affair with Coriolis, and has been nagging her about it… How THAT feels for a change, Orc? I mean, he do it all the time, but she cannot have male FRIENDS? Ah… It has been beautiful and fun to witness… Although no elf has been harmed during the filming of this series… ;P
Groundel looks VERY charming now with his newly dyed black hair. Gotta get some boots to complete the Harlock look. Arck, Arck!
I've been keeping myself busy doing the little shoes and scrolls for mementos... Next project: the feathered masks... THAT's gonna be SOMETHING.
Trilogy called leaving a message for Groundel and me, saying he wished us a good friendship day. Seems he was on pills, the voice was too calm and polite. LOL Even Groundel thought so... Anyway, it would be nice if things could be smooth between all of us... Playing AD&D all night long... Awwwwwww...
BANG!
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Anyway… V-day sucked. Me being sick... At least we watched Radio (good), House of the Dead (completely lame) and Cabin Fever (good, especially the special features section, THAT was cool!)…
There was a VERY FUNNY episode between Lucinda and her Orc, regarding our little elf Coriolis. The Orc thought Lucinda was having an affair with Coriolis, and has been nagging her about it… How THAT feels for a change, Orc? I mean, he do it all the time, but she cannot have male FRIENDS? Ah… It has been beautiful and fun to witness… Although no elf has been harmed during the filming of this series… ;P
Groundel looks VERY charming now with his newly dyed black hair. Gotta get some boots to complete the Harlock look. Arck, Arck!
I've been keeping myself busy doing the little shoes and scrolls for mementos... Next project: the feathered masks... THAT's gonna be SOMETHING.
Trilogy called leaving a message for Groundel and me, saying he wished us a good friendship day. Seems he was on pills, the voice was too calm and polite. LOL Even Groundel thought so... Anyway, it would be nice if things could be smooth between all of us... Playing AD&D all night long... Awwwwwww...
BANG!
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Saturday, February 14, 2004
Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous, (love) is not pompous, it is not inflated,
it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury,
it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth.
It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails. If there are prophecies, they will be brought to nothing; if tongues, they will cease; if knowledge, it will be brought to nothing.
For we know partially and we prophesy partially,
but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away.
When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things.
At present we see indistinctly, as in a mirror, but then face to face. At present I know partially; then I shall know fully, as I am fully known.
So faith, hope, love remain, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
-1 Corinthians, 13
it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury,
it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth.
It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails. If there are prophecies, they will be brought to nothing; if tongues, they will cease; if knowledge, it will be brought to nothing.
For we know partially and we prophesy partially,
but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away.
When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things.
At present we see indistinctly, as in a mirror, but then face to face. At present I know partially; then I shall know fully, as I am fully known.
So faith, hope, love remain, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
-1 Corinthians, 13
My love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high;
It was begotten by Despair
Upon Impossibility.
Magnanimous Despair alone
Could show me so divine a thing
Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown,
But vainly flapp'd its tinsel wing.
And yet I quickly might arrive
Where my extended soul is fixt,
But Fate does iron wedges drive,
And always crowds itself betwixt.
For Fate with jealous eye does see
Two perfect loves, nor lets them close;
Their union would her ruin be,
And her tyrannic pow'r depose.
And therefore her decrees of steel
Us as the distant poles have plac'd,
(Though love's whole world on us doth wheel)
Not by themselves to be embrac'd;
Unless the giddy heaven fall,
And earth some new convulsion tear;
And, us to join, the world should all
Be cramp'd into a planisphere.
As lines, so loves oblique may well
Themselves in every angle greet;
But ours so truly parallel,
Though infinite, can never meet.
Therefore the love which us doth bind,
But Fate so enviously debars,
Is the conjunction of the mind,
And opposition of the stars.
-Andrew Marvell
As 'tis for object strange and high;
It was begotten by Despair
Upon Impossibility.
Magnanimous Despair alone
Could show me so divine a thing
Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown,
But vainly flapp'd its tinsel wing.
And yet I quickly might arrive
Where my extended soul is fixt,
But Fate does iron wedges drive,
And always crowds itself betwixt.
For Fate with jealous eye does see
Two perfect loves, nor lets them close;
Their union would her ruin be,
And her tyrannic pow'r depose.
And therefore her decrees of steel
Us as the distant poles have plac'd,
(Though love's whole world on us doth wheel)
Not by themselves to be embrac'd;
Unless the giddy heaven fall,
And earth some new convulsion tear;
And, us to join, the world should all
Be cramp'd into a planisphere.
As lines, so loves oblique may well
Themselves in every angle greet;
But ours so truly parallel,
Though infinite, can never meet.
Therefore the love which us doth bind,
But Fate so enviously debars,
Is the conjunction of the mind,
And opposition of the stars.
-Andrew Marvell
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
-William Blake
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
-William Blake
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee—and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love rememb'red such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
-William Shakespeare
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee—and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love rememb'red such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
-William Shakespeare
Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente,
y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca.
Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado
y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.
Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma
emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mía.
Mariposa de sueño, te pareces a mi alma,
y te pareces a la palabra melancolía.
Me gustas cuando callas y estás como distante.
Y estás como quejándote, mariposa en arrullo.
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te alcanza:
déjame que me calle con el silencio tuyo.
Déjame que te hable también con tu silencio
claro como una lámpara, simple como un anillo.
Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.
Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.
Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente.
Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.
Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan.
Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto.
-Pablo Neruda
y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca.
Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado
y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.
Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma
emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mía.
Mariposa de sueño, te pareces a mi alma,
y te pareces a la palabra melancolía.
Me gustas cuando callas y estás como distante.
Y estás como quejándote, mariposa en arrullo.
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te alcanza:
déjame que me calle con el silencio tuyo.
Déjame que te hable también con tu silencio
claro como una lámpara, simple como un anillo.
Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.
Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.
Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente.
Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.
Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan.
Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto.
-Pablo Neruda
-Yo soy ardiente, yo soy morena,
yo soy el símbolo de la pasión,
de ansia de goces mi alma está llena.
¿A mí me buscas?
-No es a ti; no.
-Mi frente es pálida, mis trenzas de oro,
puedo brindarte dichas sin fin.
Yo de ternura guardo un tesoro.
¿A mí me llamas?
-No; no es a ti.
-Yo soy un sueño, un imposible,
vano fantasma de niebla y luz;
soy incorpórea, soy intangible:
No puedo amarte.
-¡Oh, ven; ven tú!
-Gustavo A. Becquer
yo soy el símbolo de la pasión,
de ansia de goces mi alma está llena.
¿A mí me buscas?
-No es a ti; no.
-Mi frente es pálida, mis trenzas de oro,
puedo brindarte dichas sin fin.
Yo de ternura guardo un tesoro.
¿A mí me llamas?
-No; no es a ti.
-Yo soy un sueño, un imposible,
vano fantasma de niebla y luz;
soy incorpórea, soy intangible:
No puedo amarte.
-¡Oh, ven; ven tú!
-Gustavo A. Becquer
Dos rojas lenguas de fuego
que a un mismo tronco enlazadas
se aproximan, y al besarse
forman una sola llama.
Dos notas que del laúd
a un tiempo la mano arranca,
y en el espacio se encuentran
y armoniosas se abrazan.
Dos olas que vienen juntas
a morir sobre una playa
y que al romper se coronan
con un penacho de plata.
Dos jirones de vapor
que del lago se levantan,
y al reunirse en el cielo
forman una nube blanca.
Dos ideas que al par brotan,
dos besos que a un tiempo estallan,
dos ecos que se confunden,
eso son nuestras dos almas.
-Gustavo A. Becquer
FELIZ DIA DEL AMOR Y DE LA AMISTAD!!!
que a un mismo tronco enlazadas
se aproximan, y al besarse
forman una sola llama.
Dos notas que del laúd
a un tiempo la mano arranca,
y en el espacio se encuentran
y armoniosas se abrazan.
Dos olas que vienen juntas
a morir sobre una playa
y que al romper se coronan
con un penacho de plata.
Dos jirones de vapor
que del lago se levantan,
y al reunirse en el cielo
forman una nube blanca.
Dos ideas que al par brotan,
dos besos que a un tiempo estallan,
dos ecos que se confunden,
eso son nuestras dos almas.
-Gustavo A. Becquer
FELIZ DIA DEL AMOR Y DE LA AMISTAD!!!
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
Depende de quién son las manos
Una pelota de basketball en mis manos vale $19 dólares.
En las manos de Michael Jordan vale $33 millones de dólares.
Depende de quién son las manos
Una pelota de baseball en mis manos vale $6 dólares.
En las manos de Mark McGuire vale $19 millones de dólares.
Depende de quién son las manos
Una lápiz en mis manos es para poner mi nombre.
En las manos de William Shakespeare es para crear historias.
Depende de quién son las manos
Una vara en mis manos podrá ahuyentar a una fiera salvaje.
En las manos de Moisés hará que las aguas del mar se separen.
Depende de quién son las manos
Una honda en mis manos es tan solo un juguete.
En las manos de David es un arma potente.
Depende de quién son las manos
Dos peces y cinco piezas de pan en mis manos son unos emparedados.
En las manos de Jesús alimentan a una multitud.
Depende de quién son las manos
Unos clavos en mis manos serán suficientes para construir una silla.
En las manos de Jesucristo traen la salvación al mundo entero.
Depende de quién son las manos
Como podrás ver, depende de quién son las manos.
Así que, coloca tus aflicciones, tus preocupaciones, tus temores, tus anhelos, tus sueños, a tu familia y a tus relaciones personales en las manos de Dios.
Porque recuerda que depende de quién son las manos.
Este mensaje ahora está en tus manos.
¿Que harás con el?
Yo ya lo hice
Dios te Ama.
Una pelota de basketball en mis manos vale $19 dólares.
En las manos de Michael Jordan vale $33 millones de dólares.
Depende de quién son las manos
Una pelota de baseball en mis manos vale $6 dólares.
En las manos de Mark McGuire vale $19 millones de dólares.
Depende de quién son las manos
Una lápiz en mis manos es para poner mi nombre.
En las manos de William Shakespeare es para crear historias.
Depende de quién son las manos
Una vara en mis manos podrá ahuyentar a una fiera salvaje.
En las manos de Moisés hará que las aguas del mar se separen.
Depende de quién son las manos
Una honda en mis manos es tan solo un juguete.
En las manos de David es un arma potente.
Depende de quién son las manos
Dos peces y cinco piezas de pan en mis manos son unos emparedados.
En las manos de Jesús alimentan a una multitud.
Depende de quién son las manos
Unos clavos en mis manos serán suficientes para construir una silla.
En las manos de Jesucristo traen la salvación al mundo entero.
Depende de quién son las manos
Como podrás ver, depende de quién son las manos.
Así que, coloca tus aflicciones, tus preocupaciones, tus temores, tus anhelos, tus sueños, a tu familia y a tus relaciones personales en las manos de Dios.
Porque recuerda que depende de quién son las manos.
Este mensaje ahora está en tus manos.
¿Que harás con el?
Yo ya lo hice
Dios te Ama.
Monday, February 09, 2004
Yesterday... Had an emotional meeting with Trilogy. Told him about the wedding... He started crying, silently. Another of a million times that he breaks my heart. He knows what he did, that he pushed me away from him, he made his choice when he chose his friends... Still... I was suppossed to be his wife, we were suppossed to be forever... And in dreamland we are... In reality we are not. Forever my greatest love. Forever my true soulmate. Forever us... In dreams...
Friday, February 06, 2004
This week has been fast-paced and definitively NOT boring.
Last weekend was the Pre-Matrimonial 2-day course. It was slow the first day, but very cool the second. One of my teachers from ADEM was there to give a small conference, I never thought he would be involved in such things. Ah, that explains a lot. And he never mentioned that he is right now the College Principal at RUM. That impressed me the most. Humility is one of the greatest virtues.
We almost had no guide-couple as our guides since the ones assigned to us were only available on Thursdays, and on Thursdays the Mr has class and Confirmation courses... But that stress was solved on Tue night.
The whole week has been pretty busy at work. Many things going on in Aguadilla, giving support via the net, and they are finally cabling the new site. Amen to that.
Got a contact for cathering, and a contact for photos... Gotta get the financing from my aunt...
Oh... And THE DRESS! THE DRESS ARRIVED!!!!! IT IS ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Been doing some of the recordatories, must go in super-ultra-fast speed on that this weekend, and start the scrapbook.
Ohhhh, saw this lovely vampiric shirt at HT... I hate being on a budget! I hate hate hate hate!!!!
Heard nothing from AVO, MrFlash or Lucinda lately. Been on the go, but you are ALWAYS on my miiiiiiiinnnndddddd! :) Kara: What u mean u cannot see the site? It's here! Buahahahaha!
Take care people!
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Last weekend was the Pre-Matrimonial 2-day course. It was slow the first day, but very cool the second. One of my teachers from ADEM was there to give a small conference, I never thought he would be involved in such things. Ah, that explains a lot. And he never mentioned that he is right now the College Principal at RUM. That impressed me the most. Humility is one of the greatest virtues.
We almost had no guide-couple as our guides since the ones assigned to us were only available on Thursdays, and on Thursdays the Mr has class and Confirmation courses... But that stress was solved on Tue night.
The whole week has been pretty busy at work. Many things going on in Aguadilla, giving support via the net, and they are finally cabling the new site. Amen to that.
Got a contact for cathering, and a contact for photos... Gotta get the financing from my aunt...
Oh... And THE DRESS! THE DRESS ARRIVED!!!!! IT IS ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Been doing some of the recordatories, must go in super-ultra-fast speed on that this weekend, and start the scrapbook.
Ohhhh, saw this lovely vampiric shirt at HT... I hate being on a budget! I hate hate hate hate!!!!
Heard nothing from AVO, MrFlash or Lucinda lately. Been on the go, but you are ALWAYS on my miiiiiiiinnnndddddd! :) Kara: What u mean u cannot see the site? It's here! Buahahahaha!
Take care people!
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