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Thursday, September 28, 2006

Two Scenes

A friend said that he has a kid; an adopted boy from Ethiopia. Here is what he told me about his kid:

"We went to Ethiopia to find a boy. There were a lot of problems as we had to be in contact with certain agencies which are active in this field. Anyways, it is a really nice feeling. There is a big contrast as he is totally black and we are white. Now he is 3 years old and speaks Spanish and Catalan. It was a little bit difficult for him at the begining coz he had to get our culture. Now, after three years, everything is fine and we feel quite good about it. You know, it is a quite different feeling when you have a kid. I mean everything is directed to him; the whole life. For entertainment, we go to parks, shows,... together. We really enjoy our life.
And we are planing to adopt another kid. We'll get there again within one month and ..."

Well, here is another scene:
According to The Japan Journal (based on a report from National Women's Education Center of Japan), Japanese fathers spend an average of 3.1 hours per weekday with their children (Korean's got the worst place with 2.8 hours).

So, ...

Thursday, September 21, 2006

The lady of my dreams

This is to the one who I really adore. The one who came to my life to make my days bright and to fill my moments with the joys I´ve been looking for during my whole life. Words can't express my feelings but my heart knows how to praise.

Now I'm waiting for her to come, counting every single second; praying for her to come ontime.

"Missing you" by Chris de burgh is perhaps the best tribute:

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I've been missing you...

I've got the roses, I've got the wine,
With a little luck she will be here on time,
This is the place we used to go,
With romantic music and the lights down low,
And as you stand there amazed at the door,
And you're wondering what all this is for,
It's just a simple thing from me to you,
The lady that I adore, 'cos there's something,
That you should know, it's that

I've been missing you, more than words can say,
And that I've been thinking about it every day,
And the time we had just dancing nice and slow,
And I said now I've found you,
I'm never letting go;

There is no reason to the things that we do,
You can break a heart with just a word or two,
And take a lifetime to apologise,
When the one you love's in front of your eyes,
And I will fall to my knees like a fool,
If it's the only way of getting through,
You see if I think you are beautiful,
Someone else is going to feel it too,
So there's only one thing to do, tell you that

I've been missing you, more than words can say,
And that I've been thinking about it every day,
Well tonight's our night for dancing nice and slow,
Because now I've found you, I'm never letting go,
No, now I've found you, I'm never letting go;

I've been missing you... I've been missing you...
I've been missing you... I've been missing you, darling...
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Wednesday, September 20, 2006

The parrot

Today, I saw a parrot escaping from its cage.
The parrot landed on the street and started walking in a very crowded place. We tried to save it from the dangers on the way but it escaped and continued to walk. Then after some movements between those tires, all we saw was a little blood and a picture of a parrot on asphalts.

You know, it all happened in a few seconds and made me think for a while. Sometimes, we are unaware of those dangers waiting for us. Accidents are waiting to happen. The parrot was walking proudly, no care. It even didn't care when we wanted to help...

Monday, September 18, 2006

Hello again

Well, I'm back to Barcelona, back to you...

Yes, I'm back with a lot of things to say. To tell the truth, I didn't know if I can continue blogging while packing my stuff to Iran. There were a lot of problems on the way which I had to solve there and some plans to make some changes in my life. So it seemed to be a one-way trip...

Anyways, I'm here again to do my career, and to tell you what I've been doing during last two months. Please don't go away coz the new posts are on the way...