4/29/2006

Vduhnovqva6ta poema



Eto edna poema, koqto 4uh po televiziqta, a posle q prepisah ot Internet. Mnogo mi dopadna i se nadqvam da vi vduhnovi, kakto men.

The Man Who Thinks He Can!

If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you dont!
If you'd like to win, but think you can't,
It's almost a cinch that you wont.

If you think you'll lose, you're lost
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow's will;
It's all in the state of mind!

If you think you're outclassed, you are;
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of yourself
before you can win the prize.

Life's battles don't always go
To the strongest or fastest man;
But sooner or later the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can!

Author ~ Walter D. Wintle

4/19/2006

ne6to sme6no ot neopets

The janitor says, "I've been reading this great book, '101 Ways to Calm an Infuriated Yurble.' It has a lot of good ideas for keeping my cool when I get upset about something. Although some of the ideas AREN'T SO GREAT!!" he shouts. "Whew, almost blew my top there."

Skica


Zdraveite obi4ni moi rodnini i priqteli,

Sled pismoto po po6tata, re6ih da pi6a malko i v blog-a ta da ne go prenebregvam i nego. Nadqvam se da nqmate problemi da 4etete pone tuka :P
E ostava po4ti 1 mesec do pristiganeto mi v dobrata stara rodina-tatkovina. Mnogo se vulnuvam ne samo zaradi tova, no i za6toto sled tova 6te po4ne nov etap v zivota mi v Otava, s koleza i vsi4ko ostanalo. Kato vtora emigraciq po4ti. Po4ti vsqka ve4er ve4e sanuvam ne6to za koleza, kak 6te e , 6te si namerq li priqteli, mnogo li 6te sum natovarena(kakto me napla6vat vsi4ki). Znam samo edno, 6te e mnogo po razli4no ot Bulgariq ot Kvebek i ot vsi4ko drugo dosega. Prevuzbudena sum i zaradi(nai-ve4e) moite 6epa priqteli i priqtelki, koito edva li 6te vidq otnovo :( No tova e zivota predpolagam, imam pone rezervna opciq, ako ne mi haresa v Otava da otida v Monreal, kudeto 6te se vizdam sus Stela pone. No v Kvebek opredeleno ne se vizdam v bude6teto.
Sled tezi dulboko filosofski razmisli, neka se vurna kum konkretnite sabitiq, koito sa se slu4ili za posledno sus semeistvo Mil4evi. Sno6ti naprimer hodihme na resturant, s kuverta ,koito Krisi spe4eli ot edna tombola. Tova sigurno be6e nai-luksozniqt resturant, na koito sum hodila nqkoga. To4no ot tezi ,kudeto se 4uvstva6 ne na mqstoto si, ima 10 pribora i hranata v centura na 4iniqta e tolkova miniatiurna i prekrasna 4e ne ti se iska da q hapne6. Az, mama i Krisi oba4e si poru4ahme nai-raznoobrazni ordiovri(hors d'ouvres) i si hapnahme do nasita. Te si poru4aha dvete riba i jabe6ki gadosti(yuuuuk),a puk az pilence i kvebekarski sirena. Da ne govorim za hleb4etata i masloto ,koito razbira se bqha bezplatni i zameneni s novi, vseki put, kogato svur6vaha :P
Dneska be6e mnooooooooogo toplo 18C i izleznahme s Krisi da pokarame kolelata ni, oba4e moqta guma se spuka po4ti vednaga i sega trqbva da molq Noel da mi q zalepi :( Zatova sega sum si vku6ti i vi pi6a, vmesto da sum navunka i da se naslazdavam na prekrasnoto vremence. Trqbva6e da pou4a po frenski i da svur6a kartinata na Noel, no ne mi se zanimava sega. Utre 6te po4ne vtoriqt sezon naIzgubeni (Perdus,Lost) i 6te ima mnogo kre6tene, pi6tene, ska4ane i adrenalin. Samo 8 meseca sme go 4akali vse pak!
Za desert vi slagam purvata mi skica s vuglen(naistina mnogo burzo q nadraskah) ot kursa po risuvane.

Celuvki i pozdravi!!!!!!

Nadeto