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Saturday .. Volvere

exactly 10 years ago, I was at my cousin's house with the excuse to stay in bed, drinking a beer. Type 12 began the hectic, a little lime and cement, in the hands of her ... the makeup is not my thing ... After parading the skirt
size top, high boots (which God knows as to bring them placed at 8-9 am). Lau out there who risked blowing a little hair with the iron = P and once we left the bowling charts. Ahi
as usual, had gone see if we liked the guy, if he was any heavier than we had to dodge, and then the more healthy fun for all ... danced and danced all night (who I saw? haha). Maybe
was not 100% healthy, we must remember that in those seasons beer was $ 1!! each issued with $ 10 and we came back holding jajaja no matter how much beer and make wise body to earth when they came my brothers (haha) and / or friends.

And yet now, I get the job to which I went at 8.00 am, about to lie down because even the best reboque cover dark circles, and my cousin at home because the belly (Francisco) will not let her move a lot.

Years pass ... for the better (?)

How nice to return to those times !!!!!! not have anything to worry about, only to have $ 5 or $ 10 for exit. No taxi needed .. at that time had no cell go crazy, and maybe the innocence made you think of any danger of re-weaving at 8 am on the bowling.

And now? The entries we only around $ 50 and talk to the beer - in plastic cup (!) - which is more than $ 20. That might not be so relevant if they were not my friends or about to be married, pregnant, with kids, or too tired from a long day of work.

If a siesta like in the old times, I awake, with 15 years again?

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Given that yesterday was nine my 23 years I like to do a little review of conclusions that you get with over the years:

- No matter how old you have when your mother says "Do what you want" - Do not even think acerlo or received successfully!

- When you put your family at a family barbecue, no matter what the celebration is always going to come to light where you told the anecdote pavada acoustic, some shock and / or a boyfriend impresentable

- Fighting for control Remote siblings are not old

- Arguably the collective uses to return will have someone who snores, a baby crying and / or someone with a cough

- Rest day to rest you'll always want one more .. .

- If you're not going to the dentist when a tooth hurts ... when you go you will end up hurting everything, "Totote" included (bolt and crown $ 900!)

- Former and some are ex ... not again!

- Never mind the years of childhood dog always wags his tail when I see you =)

And finally the grand conclusion of this opportunity ..
HIGHER AGE IS MORE HARD YOU SURF!

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were known on the streets of the neighborhood, known
in all bars and taverns. He
so serious, so high, so pale and thin, she
brown and brittle, so cute and small.
He was about more or less, fifty,
and she must have no more than two dozen.
He was teaching, I think, in any academy,
and she was studying, I think, an Italian course.
drank and loved, it seemed,
sometimes discussed, sometimes smiling, kissing
and hated, but nobody is perfect,
love is difficult and strange in these times.

Night weakens the heart, funeral
nights of wine and roses.
's to love and its failures,
perhaps we can choose our way.
The sun clean the streets, memory, attenuates
fierce passions.
Invent the end of each story,
that love is eternal while it lasts.

He came one night at the usual bar,
was dressed all in deep mourning, came
drunk and alone, brought the gesture seriously, and in the hands
a wreath for the dead.
She had left him, he explained serene,
and decided to consider it dead,
and provide for his forgetfulness and his eternal rest,
and celebrate his funeral from bar to bar.
So there we were, and what to tell you:
wine glasses and laughter, some puking,
hugs of friendship, eternal night. Requiescat
and toast for her and her memory.

Night weakens the heart, funeral
nights of wine and roses.
's to love and its failures,
perhaps we can choose our way.
The sun clean the streets, memory,
fierce passions dim.
Invent the end of each story,
that love is eternal while it lasts.

Leaving The Almond and was very drunk,
collapsed on the pavement and leaned to his side.
I knew he was dying of stroke,
said something in my ear, broke into my arms.
He took the ambulance with her crown and all,
and I went to meet his request cursed.
I reached the bar he had told me
and the girl looked through the smoke and noise.
finally saw her, dancing slowly,
refuge in the warm bosom of a boy.
I told him I listened, hugged her partner.
I do not know if I cried, there was not hardly.

Night weakens the heart, funeral
nights of wine and roses.
's to love and its failures,
perhaps we can choose our way.
The sun clean the streets, memory, attenuates
fierce passions.
Invent the end of each story,
that love is eternal while it lasts.