Date Range
Date Range
Date Range
Monday, July 30, 2007. Wednesday, July 25, 2007. I am missing those days at IoF. Whenever it rained I used to sit on my table that was right next to the corner window and watch. Now I am doing the same here. Everything is same here as well except my friends who would come, peep through my door and call me crazy. Tuesday, July 24, 2007. Sunday, July 22, 2007. Thursday, July 12, 2007.
Friday, February 5, 2010. It was my first winter away from home. At my age the distance from my. Family still inflicts a deep sense of loneliness in me; the bleariness. The initial frenzy with snow long. Gone could cheer me no longer. Everyone once in a while misses home. My father without my asking him used to recount the vague memories of. Otherwise he is a very reticent man.
Saturday, March 5, 2011. This is a new one. That day my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. Even if a tomorrow came slowly. Without a change of heart. And see myself come right back here again. The same scenery and the secrecy in which we held each other. I feel the same high tension all over again. We try and try to be the same. Still frame as we once were.
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It will be the first time for me in the Middle East and the purpose of this blog is to share impressions and experiences with friends, family and other interested. Enjoy! Friday, November 6, 2009. As you might know I have left UNDP and Syria in order to start a new position with Danish Red Cross in South Sudan. As always there will be a new blog ready.
but anywayzz it has pics of me and my friends and a bit of funny articles. and if u got something to say . feel free to write comments , but when u just wanna write stupid stuff and make fun of people then go find ur self another blog. Just a little something to say MABROUKKK.
Sábado, 6 de agosto de 2011. A lágrima do soldado bate no chão. Como uma gota de sangue. De um estilhaço de bomba. Na guerra chafurdado em ilusões. Vendo sua garota em devaneios. Uma garota e seus belos seios. Uma garota em outra terra. Longe dele, muito longe. Ele somente gostaria de fechar seus olhos. E assim não veria mais explosões.