tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357070302011-04-21T20:23:11.908-07:00brievahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09626512782097958519noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35707030.post-1166955576099434192006-12-24T02:19:00.000-08:002007-01-08T10:19:27.600-08:00Well, well, well, Christmas have arrived. Help me !!!!<br /><br />Do you know anybody who like this time ??? Me, no.<br />First at all the family. Who want to go to mother in law’s house and to enjoy her conversation? The only think is her delicious meal, but, the pack in general isn’t good.<br /><br />In another hand, if you have to prepare the dinner, the stress increase a lot of points. The first step, you have to clean your flat, your home must be brilliant but before that you must waste several hours in this matter. The second step, you have to think the menu, then to buy all the ingredients, then to cook and to have lucky about the final composition. And finally the third step: you !!!, you who are the most important, are ready? what about your dress, and your hair?<br /><br />Well, well, well, Christmas have arrived. Help me !!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35707030-116695557609943419?l=brieva.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brievahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09626512782097958519noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35707030.post-1166179904229177322006-12-15T02:51:00.000-08:002006-12-15T02:51:44.343-08:00What is it??????? Perhaps it is a reflex because in this room there is a sunny light. No !!! It is my first white hair.<br /><br />Have I finish my youth? It is my life over?<br /><br />I’ve just seen my first white hair and I’ve felt an important change in my life, like a steep away in a deep way.<br /><br />Quickly I’ve glided all the things that I have to do before I died. First at all, it is the time to think in a baby? Perhaps it is the signal that I was waiting. In another hand, there are another activities that I could do, for example, for example, nothing I can’t imagine anything. I’m absolutely blocked.<br /><br />Well, so I’m in totally depress better to finish this reflection.<br /><br />Have you better day than mine !!!<br />Brieva<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35707030-116617990422917732?l=brieva.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brievahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09626512782097958519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35707030.post-1166005992702372652006-12-13T02:33:00.000-08:002006-12-13T02:33:12.820-08:00<span style="color:#cc0000;">An important twist<br /></span><br />In some situations we can received a hit in own mind, can we twist and change this horrible feelings in a god energy? Of course, I’m sure.<br /><br />First at all we have to analyse this hit, and ask own self: it is really horrible?, it is the worse thing than we can get? Perhaps at the beginning this hit hurt us and damage us but the secret is to be calm ….<br /><br />Secondly, a part of to be calm, we have to think in positive subjects. Great, in this moment we have in our mind beautiful thoughts. In this way we can connect the bad mind with the god thoughts and twist our head.<br /><br />In another hand, a step away is transform the god thoughts in facts. Of course this is the most important step: to eliminate, to clean and to purify your mind and transform this energy in projects, activities and facts. <br /><br />For example, your are working in your desk, it’s a sunny day, brilliant day and suddenly your receive a call from your boss, ……., better forget the details of this conversation. The reaction, to write a composition and pos it in your blog.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35707030-116600599270237265?l=brieva.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brievahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09626512782097958519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35707030.post-1165908451034490532006-12-11T23:27:00.000-08:002006-12-11T23:27:31.070-08:00<a href="http://brieva.blogspot.com/">True or desire or the smell of the feet</a><br /><br /><br />Nowadays there are a lot of girls who live alone. Perhaps happy with her daily routine, without anybody who disturb her pace. But, are they absolutely happy?<br /><br />Well, I realise that there are an important part of these group that want to change her situation. It is only for a punctual cases or maybe want to make a complete change? Every woman would want to have the ideal vision of a couple, the handsome man who look after of her women, buying expensive presents, someone who don’t talk a lot (so, it is our subject). Although these kind of man exists, who know where they live?<br /><br />I have searched a man, well, I would say, I have met a man because I have never had the intention of this matter. I feel lucky with my partner until now! And seeing the quantity of hungry girls sometimes I feel fear about that.<br /><br />Well, the target of these reflection is: Is true the ideal vision of the couple or is better to live alone? In another words, exist the perfect man or it is only our desire? Because I live with my handsome man but his feet make horrible smell.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35707030-116590845103449053?l=brieva.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brievahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09626512782097958519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35707030.post-1160337261573918222006-10-08T12:50:00.000-07:002006-10-08T13:37:50.783-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6693/3977/1600/mi%203000%20b.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6693/3977/320/mi%203000%20b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This is the first homework. It's about the creation of a blog. We have to see all about the blog, enter in jazzman.blogspirit.com and then we have to create our own blog.<br /><br /><br />Perhaps I will lose in this matter, like the man in the photo although I will try.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35707030-116033726157391822?l=brieva.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brievahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09626512782097958519noreply@blogger.com5