Creating new view

2 dreams

Valentina — Thu, 08 Mar 2007 02:05:40 +0000

hmm… do you know what a deliberate dream is? have you ever thought about that?I would like to start with two my last dreams.1. I saw myself walking by the Nevsky prospect, in galoshes. I was on my way to the office. Then I decided to change the shoes, cos it was not polite to come to my workplace in galoshes. So on a first cross-road I found my summer sandals and put them on. Laters I met my chef and he told me, that a new guy was going to do my jog. My reaction was like – ok, I dont mind. In 5 min I came into the office and told that to the head of my department. He shouted at me, cos I didn’t protested about loosing my workplace. But then he told me, that probably I can find some other place in our company. At the same time he celebrated someone’s birthday and was in a good mood.2. Yesterday I saw another dream. I found myself lying in a gutter. I was hiding from some persons. In a minute one eastern girl came to me and asked smth in Russian, I pretended as if I did know any Russian. So she frightened me with a lizard, and put it away only when I showed my knowledge in Russian. Anw I started to speak Finnish to her and threaten her in Finnish also, that she should keep quiet. That girl was very beautiful but with unshaven legs. At the end I was lying with her in that gutter. We were together, like lesbians.I think I have very strange dreams sometimes.. but it’s very important to write all dreams down.. if u would like to control them.

New capoeira

Valentina — Sat, 03 Mar 2007 21:42:13 +0000

hah! I had a wonderful capoeira lesson, the main point, why the lesson was so cool – we were playing and reggae music was on! I understood what reggae suits capoeira perfectly

For everybody – try to play by reggae music – a nice result recommended

Valentina — Tue, 23 Jan 2007 22:23:12 +0000

it’s so nice that I have some free time for capeira and horses here… anw I study mostly read books and again books

my first horse was Pond, but thats Riita (dangerous gallop )

hmmm cant upload a pic…

Life in Finland

Valentina — Sun, 21 Jan 2007 15:37:38 +0000

it’s my country, that gives me snow and nice moments. Do you see me, playing with the Nature near the lake? I feel a wind and trees on my side.. so many ppl? less feelings

but it seems I’ve got everything. Lucky I am. heh.

need more jogging

Valentina — Thu, 14 Dec 2006 13:12:38 +0000

А это я напишу по русски… Специально, чтобы те кому знать не надо ничего не поняли и не узнали.. Просто хочу запомнить, что это было и есть сегодня 14.12.06.

Никогда не знаешь, что принесет тебе каждый день… вот так новость.. сгорит не скоро, а может и скоро.. Проверим Мне самой интересно, чем всё закончится.. но всё не закончится, так как оно будет длится, и так как всё уже произошло. Я даже могу спросить себя, чем именно моя новость закончится… но не буду, с интригой интересней

ok, let’s see

The song

Valentina — Tue, 14 Nov 2006 10:17:54 +0000

There’s no time for us
There’s no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams, yet slips away from us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever

There’s no chance for us,
It’s all decided for us,
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us.

Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever

But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today

Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever

Who waits forever anyway

My capoeira

Valentina — Wed, 25 Oct 2006 11:12:36 +0000

Valentina — Wed, 04 Oct 2006 08:08:25 +0000

had some ideas about writing several things… now they had gone out from my head!

Have 6 apples and porridge for today. I cut my finger today’s morning.. hehe It still hurts.

I hope, that it will be ok during my capoeira lesson. tomorrow gonna write about our festival!

It was in Florence

Valentina — Fri, 29 Sep 2006 08:15:48 +0000

I like to do what I feel at the moment… Now I feel myself a little broken (lees of sleep), but in Italy I was full of energy! Whooohooha!

Next trip will be to *-*-*-*-*-* Guess!

The House That Jack Built

Valentina — Fri, 29 Sep 2006 08:04:06 +0000

This is the house that Jack built.
This is the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is a cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the farmer that sowed the corn,
That fed the cock that crowed in the morn,
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.
That was the house that Jack built.