CHAMPIONS !!!!!!!
Finally after many years of suffering without passing quarter this year we did it and went to the final and then win it for that piece goal from Fernando Torres and they oe selection congratulations !!!!!!!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Milena Velba Exercising
July 11 in Barcelona in memory of Miguel Angel Blanco
| Association of Black Pawns summoned to Barcelona on July 11 a rally in Barcelona in memory of Miguel Angel Blanco. XI In anniversary of the murder of Miguel Angel Blanco in the hands of ETA, the Association of Black Pawns Barcelona will perform a tribute act in its report, the July 11 at the Plaza Sant Jaume de Barcelona at 20:00 pm . Pulse maintained by ETA against the rule of law, was particularly dramatic in the kidnapping, torture and murder of Councilman Ermua. At that time, the response of all democratic political groups and civil society, was exemplary. The union of the Democrats was demonstrated and the English people came out en masse to the streets in clemency, torn, up from ETA blackmail. Michelangelo was a martyr , among others, of English democracy. The Spirit Ermua been substantiated for many of us in the great example of upholding the rule of law and the Civil Liberties . For these reasons, invite the public, associations, political parties, and institutions to collaborate and participate in the act of homage and memory to be held next July 11 in the Plaça de Sant Jaume de Barcelona at 20:00. For more information: www.fmiguelangelblanco.es www.peonesnegrosbcn.com info@peonesnegrosbcn.com Our phone: 638544186 | |
Friday, June 13, 2008
Listerine Pocketpaks And Swallow
Releasing
Last week I received a message on my mobile:''Mary, I hope tomorrow at 19 am in Red Square Cuzco.Ponte something you feel very bién.Te quiero.Iván.''
first I thought that Ivan had the wrong number is entered, but by the writing, I say that the number of the so Mary would be in the directory Ivan, unless he had not sent from your mobile .
All these options made me think of: Maybe Mary was the loving wife of Ivan and this was to send the message, having pointed out the number on paper, it is possible that he committed a typing error.Por case was the latter, I decided to give it a festive, I decided I would go to the appointment and send the message to twenty people with the hope that among them there were some willing to imitate Mary. My friend Celia, who works near the site of the appointment, on my guard.
When the day and when I went to the place agreed with all senses alert. After the first wave of pedestrians coming and going at full speed, I notice that an executive dressed in red is waiting near me, and soon joined by another and a third more.
So we were already four alleged Marias and Ivan without aparecer.De suddenly saw how a woman, seeing that he looked at her, she hid behind a kiosco.Mi second theory began to gain strength. I turned to her and said:''I'm Mary, or not, and I am, or not, the lover of Ivan, the three Marys, or more, are, or not, also her lovers. Ivan does not appear, you know where to be.''
Finding himself discovered he had no choice but to confess the truth. His name was Cristina, and was the wife of Iván.Sus jealousy had been doing well. Seeing her despondency, I confessed that I was not her husband's mistress, and if I wanted I could help. I told him to check whether the number of Mary, the real, was the same as the message I had received, to prove that he was wrong, I suggested we send Mary an urgent case, with a little luck, was nearby and gave him time to appear.
meantime, I sent another Celia to come to the appointment as the plans we had made. Waiting for Maria Cristina told him my plan: I would go through it and it by a friend, and, directly, known details of her husband's mistress who otherwise would not dare to ask.
When he arrived Celia with her red business suit that fit him like a glove, the poor Cristina almost gives you something. Surely he thought, it's cheesy and stupid. Celia (Mary) began to look around and I approached her. I'm Cristina, the wife of Ivan, and this is my friend Luisa. I know you're the lover of my husband and I was curious to know.
I am Mary Montoro, ex_amante Ivan, I figured this was a trap and decided to come. Not that this is guess, is that when the message was received informing him leaving him to discover that I had lied. I know that must have everything in the world: smart and dumb, high and low, honest and liars, they I'd rather be last for others, for me I do not want.
watched Cristina breathed deeply while he could not conceal an expression of discomfort. That same night, arriving home, Ivan was the second day encampment. Cristina tells him he decided to give a second chance, but this time with herself.
Celia and I have won the friendship of Cristina, it seems the 'supreme Móstoles' as an academic.
Last week I received a message on my mobile:''Mary, I hope tomorrow at 19 am in Red Square Cuzco.Ponte something you feel very bién.Te quiero.Iván.''
first I thought that Ivan had the wrong number is entered, but by the writing, I say that the number of the so Mary would be in the directory Ivan, unless he had not sent from your mobile .
All these options made me think of: Maybe Mary was the loving wife of Ivan and this was to send the message, having pointed out the number on paper, it is possible that he committed a typing error.Por case was the latter, I decided to give it a festive, I decided I would go to the appointment and send the message to twenty people with the hope that among them there were some willing to imitate Mary. My friend Celia, who works near the site of the appointment, on my guard.
When the day and when I went to the place agreed with all senses alert. After the first wave of pedestrians coming and going at full speed, I notice that an executive dressed in red is waiting near me, and soon joined by another and a third more.
So we were already four alleged Marias and Ivan without aparecer.De suddenly saw how a woman, seeing that he looked at her, she hid behind a kiosco.Mi second theory began to gain strength. I turned to her and said:''I'm Mary, or not, and I am, or not, the lover of Ivan, the three Marys, or more, are, or not, also her lovers. Ivan does not appear, you know where to be.''
Finding himself discovered he had no choice but to confess the truth. His name was Cristina, and was the wife of Iván.Sus jealousy had been doing well. Seeing her despondency, I confessed that I was not her husband's mistress, and if I wanted I could help. I told him to check whether the number of Mary, the real, was the same as the message I had received, to prove that he was wrong, I suggested we send Mary an urgent case, with a little luck, was nearby and gave him time to appear.
meantime, I sent another Celia to come to the appointment as the plans we had made. Waiting for Maria Cristina told him my plan: I would go through it and it by a friend, and, directly, known details of her husband's mistress who otherwise would not dare to ask.
When he arrived Celia with her red business suit that fit him like a glove, the poor Cristina almost gives you something. Surely he thought, it's cheesy and stupid. Celia (Mary) began to look around and I approached her. I'm Cristina, the wife of Ivan, and this is my friend Luisa. I know you're the lover of my husband and I was curious to know.
I am Mary Montoro, ex_amante Ivan, I figured this was a trap and decided to come. Not that this is guess, is that when the message was received informing him leaving him to discover that I had lied. I know that must have everything in the world: smart and dumb, high and low, honest and liars, they I'd rather be last for others, for me I do not want.
watched Cristina breathed deeply while he could not conceal an expression of discomfort. That same night, arriving home, Ivan was the second day encampment. Cristina tells him he decided to give a second chance, but this time with herself.
Celia and I have won the friendship of Cristina, it seems the 'supreme Móstoles' as an academic.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Cell Respiration Ap Biology Lab Answers
A society: "They killed my daughter and I do not know what do "
| (11-M) FREE FORUM World - 06/08/1911 A society: "They killed my daughter and I do not know what to do" ANGELES PEDRAZA My name is Angeles Pedraza. When the March 11, 2004 I came home at the end of which has undoubtedly been the worst day of my life, I could only sit and type on the computer: "They killed my daughter and I do not know what to do." received responses from many parts of the world. More than four years later, again I feel the same need for that day. This time, instead of on the computer writing in the pages of a newspaper and instead of throwing my request for help into cyberspace, you throw it to you, to English society, to all who are reading me: they have killed my daughter and I do not know what to do. Four years later and I still do not know who decided that my daughter's life ended that morning Miryam cursed along with other 190 people. Someone left me forever with the question of whether to tell my daughter knew what I wanted, what I needed, whether I knew how much that show meant to me. Our common history should have stopped my death, no yours. But someone decided they did not. And I lost it at the right time, with a simple goodbye, like any other day, as if we still had a lot of time together ahead. Not knowing that the next time I would kiss as cold as marble. Had I known I would have embraced so strong ... had he known he would have said so many things, all those that give known never spoken ... But someone wanted to silence reigned in my life since that morning. I had put my faith in the judicial system. I thought to honor the memory of all innocent people killed and wounded on March 11, 2004, all State gear would be launched. That those responsible for designing and implementing this monstrosity would be at least apart from the rest of society, they will answer for what they did. But that has not happened. The ruling of the trial to date mastermind dismisses the proposal by the prosecution. That is, we do not know who it was. Who stole so many lives and sowed so much pain in those train stations. Because for me, is equally or more guilty on that idea killings that he who runs. After that sentence I was expecting a public outcry. I'm English, Andalusian to be exact, and I know the English people is above all solidarity. I know the English people, "in the best sense of the word, good." expected a cry asking "Who did it?" For every street, every square. And I found only silence. The silence and my despair. Is it possible that English society, all you who are reading these lines, resignéis you not to know the culprit? Can he devise Miryam's death may in the future lay on his knees a few grandchildren to me because he wanted it so I will not have? I've thought long and finally I decided to write. Because I have concluded that in reality has been the poison of politics that has paralyzed us, which has paralyzed the whole of Spain. Would have us believe that positioning with respect to 11-M, is at the same time, stock positioning. But I have cheated. The value is the life, love that many people felt by those who were destroyed in a second. And in defense of those values, people of all political persuasions. And vice versa: there are also who put the power to anything else in all political persuasions. Either you, the citizens, whatever your political persuasion, your color, you are innocent of the attacks of March 11. And whoever came up with, whatever their politics or their color, is guilty. That's what matters. I felt disappointment and why not, sometimes even disgusted by certain members of all state apparatuses that have manipulated and lied without decorum. And I felt disappointment and disgust by many politicians of all parties without exception, have tried to use the victims for their own purposes. But I've met who have preferred the truth and justice to their own interests. And because we have also seen that noble face of the human being, I have to say I still believe in you. I in English society, I think will help me, you will help us all victims to recover if only a small part of peace that took away some murderers and inspiring. I know the way of truth will be long. And I need you to accompany me. need that together, we put aside the politics and interests and we guide us only by the pursuit of justice. Do not think I know the way, as I said earlier I do not know what to do. But I do know that I can not die in peace without knowing the whole truth about the 11-M and, step by step, do not relent in my effort. I owe it to Miryam. I owe it to all victims. I think we owe all. For now, I find the expectation of events that take place in the near future: the Supreme Court ruling on appeals to the ruling of the Court, the trial known as boric acid and some other outstanding issues . is not a breather in my life and there are none. But I leave the door open to judicial independence, because the day you finally stop believing in it, do not know what I can hold on. then get on with which it has become the main target my life: to know who decided that that gray March morning Miryam and 190 people left their lives in the cars of some trains. I say goodbye to all of you in the same way it began, with a request: please help. They killed my daughter and I do not know what to do. Angeles Pedraza is vice president of the Association of Victims of Terrorism (AVT). | |
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Rodent Ulcer On My Cat
11-M: The Seagull ETA killer black
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