Come my tan-faced children, Follow well in order, get your weapons ready, Have you your pistols? have you your sharp-edged axes? Pioneers! O pioneers!
For we cannot tarry here, We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger, We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend, Pioneers! O pioneers!
O you youths, Western youths, So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship, Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost, Pioneers! O pioneers!
Have the elder
I have never been a real TV-type but it is nice to have one at home. Yesterday, I was a little bit tired and just needed to relax on my couch in front of the TV. I turned the TV on and there it was, the McDonald’s Dutch Deluxe ad. It was funny, brilliantly and somehow appropriately made!
To be very honest, there are some Dutchmen who are very stingy (one is even worst than the other!). And this ad reminds me of one guy I used to date
Time does really fly when you are having fun. It is March already! So, how have you been and what have you been doing lately, ladies? I have been very busy and fully occupied with everything, both business projects and personal matters. This is why I love the beginning of each year so very much because it gives me a chance to explore all the opportunities and possibities in life.
Still, I look forward to welcoming the springtime though. I already feel it in my bone that it will, very very soon.
I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise
Yesterday was Ladies Night at my place. Besides dining, catching up the latest gossips and talking about what was going on in our lives, the girls and I were also watching one of the best feel-good movies, Sense and Sensibility (1995).
The story is very familiar and classical: when Mr. Dashwood dies, he leaves his estate to the son by his first marriage, which leaves his second wife and three daughters: Elinor, Marianne, and Margaret in straitened circumstances. They have to move out of the estate and live in
I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
But who shall so forecast the years And find in loss a gain to match? Or reach a hand thro’ time to catch The far-off interest of tears?
Let Love clasp Grief lest both be drown’d, Let darkness keep her raven gloss: Ah, sweeter to be drunk with loss, To dance with death, to beat the ground,
Than that the victor
First of all, let me take this last day of 2009 to recap some highlights of my 2009:
In January I realized that I have started to feel quite comfortable remembering and talking about Jezebel. After 4 long years of my active mourning I have finally found ease in loving Jezebel in her death. Jezebel, my soul and my truth …
When I heard the news about my mother’s death in February 2007 my world fell apart. I was totally in shock and all I could do at that time
Okay, I admit that I have been talking about a New Year’s resolution for the last 2 – 3 weeks. I talk all about it with all people I know during breakfast, break time, dinner time and whenever I have a chance to do so. Maybe because I sometimes run out of good conversation’s materials. Maybe because it has become one of unwriten traditions to wrap up the end of the year, and to start the New Year with some new, fresh and advantageous concepts.
I also realize that a New Year’s resolution is
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31st March, 2010 ♦ 
