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Euphoria by Calvin Klein – Eau De Parfum Luminous Lustre Spray 1.7 oz for women Overview

Euphoria by Calvin Klein was introduced in 2005 as a fun, enticing scent for women. The beautiful fragrance starts off with pomegranate, persimmon, and a lovely lush green accord. The heart then blends into a sensual lotus blossom, black orchid which then finishes off with amber, violet, cream and woods.

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Death tugs at my ear and says, “Live, I am coming.” 
-Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., poet, novelist, essayist, and physician (1809-1894)

What is the meaning of life? To find a purpose? To fall in love? To create something to leave behind?

How do you measure a successful life? By age reached before death? Possessions accumulated? Relationships built, broken, maintained, restored?

Is the whole point to live so that once we no longer live people will remember us?

I could be a hermit. Find an artsy friend with property and go all Thoreau on the world. Write another Walden. Hang out with nature.

I could travel. Become a rubber tramp, or maybe find a profession that supports road-tripping. Go all Kerouac. Meet whoever the road leads me to.

Or I could do what I do best. People-watch. Live vicariously through the lives of people I know, love, interact with.
I read something yesterday about a good novel making you live several lives while reading it. I realized that is my motive for reading, watching movies/tv shows, and searching for music. I want to live through it.

Sometimes when I longboard (which I’m slowly getting better at) I close my eyes, hold my arms out, and pretend I’m floating. I want to feel like that every day, in everything I’m doing.

O perfume certo é tão importante quanto à roupa certa, não dá pra usar um perfume que não se adéqua ao ambiente ou ao evento que você vai.

Ultimamente minhas amigas têm elogiado diariamente meus perfumes, por isso quero compartilhar com todos vocês os perfumes e a ocasião que uso cada um.

Se você vai a um encontro com aquela mulher especial que esta querendo conquistar a um bom tempo, minha dica é usar o Calvin Klein Euphoria, ele é um perfume suave e tem tudo a ver com o clima romântico do primeiro encontro.

Agora se você vai a uma balada, nesse caso as opções são inúmeras pra começar o Tommy Hilfiger é um perfume marcante com uma fragrância Americana, com certeza você não passara despercebido por nenhuma garota.

Em minha opinião o top é o Polo Black da Ralph Lauren ele é um perfume para  homens modernos e sofisticados, até hoje não conheci uma mulher que não goste do Polo Black, existem outras opções como o Polo Sport e o Polo Blue, que também são otimas opções para os rapazes festeiros.

Mas para o dia a dia prefiro usar o Carolina Herrera como ele é um clássico da marca ele passa a impressão de um homen forte responsável e confiável.

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Fonte de preços: Dutty Free

Thanks to Thapa! Dina, me and the cook had an awesome time!!!

It’s basically one of those rare moments of pure joy and fun! Haha. Awesomeness indeed!

That’s right. So MC had several remixes, and once in a while, gems are being recreated. Among those that I really LOVE are like the Fantasy remix – ODB, the Always Be My Baby remix with JDupri and Xscape i think.. And the MAKE it Last & Thank God I Found You remix. They are really pretty darn awesome, and it feels like a totally different song, apart from the almost-similar lines and the new adlibs and stuff…

But.

There’s this remix now. Yes. NOW! November 2009! I know this is like yesterday’s-news, but… It’s really really freaking nice. It’s Christmas MEET Dance MEET Techno MEET Clubs!!! It’s FUCKING FESTIVE.

Like seriously. I was at first thinking like, wth is she trying to do, killing the classic “All I Want For Christmas Is You” song that she had wrote and sang in her christmas album back in 1994. BUT MAN.

My first take on it was – man, its totally awful. The tempo is slower, the vocals seemed dragged, the techno is bothering me… like seriously, those constant thumping of beats… @.@

I gave it another try. And it grew. And another try. It grew BIGGER, n BIGGER n BIGGER n BIGGER. Now I’m hooked to it as well… WHY?

You want to ask me why? CAUSE IT’S FUCKING FESTIVE!! LOL, like really. REALLY REALLY FESTIVE. I’m always up for a festive, celebratory christmas, I don’t know which genes of mine actually set this mode of preference. But it’s true.

And the vocals are new, and some partially old. But one can hear that it’s her, the MIMI, not the Mariah, doing the singing. The texture of the voice is not as smooth, but.. BUT!! Surprisingly, it’s delightfully refreshing. Omg..

I can even start imagining people dancing in the club to this happy, holiday song. My god… Techno meets Classic meets Club meets Christmas. Like everything’s she’s churning out these days are quite crazily cool. And they work, well at least for a fan Just pure brilliance, ma god.

ALRIGHT. I only know two of which – ruxy-duxy and txy. GOOD LUCK AND MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU! God bless! It’ll be an experience, once in a life time nonetheless!! YEEEE HARRRR

So this morning, the unfortunate duo – me and Dina, was just walking pass the playground in front of the megastructure known as a flat, when the 188 passed. We’re like, man, what now? To wait or not to wait.

So we chose the latter, going on our feet towards the next bus stop for the 189. And when we are pretty far from our bus stop, we were just joking about *what if another 188 came*.

And it did.

Omg, it was then a spurt of decision making. We dashed. Towards the next stop where the 188 would stop. It’s just before the bridge across the highway, and so we ran. Dina in her black polo, and me in my pink shirt. Funny combination, both running for their lives under the 9am sun. Dashing, dashing, dashing.

Then we made it.

I bet some of the people on the 188 bus would be @.@ looking at us with curious eyes. Like wth are these two monkeys trying to do. Haha!!

Had a whole day in school, having meetings, studying, blabla. And finally coming back again, like right now. Had a small session of piano playing and singing. Fun right!! I know. Talking about voices and stuff, blabla. Dina’s a really nice person. I was noticing how pure her singing still remained. Pretty innocent and filled with pure wonder and passion. It’s nice to know that someone remains so within this world

Had a good chat in school with marcel and stefan too. Both are really nice people, haha. good luck for their coming exams!! And to my group mates, kenneth, eliang and vinod. Good luck for your coming papers!

Euphoria- subiectively positive state of mind for ones sicker than a dog; excessive jollity caused by drug usage or mental illness; sense of happiness, delight and strenght.

‘Vertical forms’, work by Mark Francis

• • ANDRO.I.D.• •
dj set (from NEGRAMARO)

Nella notte di Euphoria del Tunnel sarà protagonista un ospite speciale: ANDRO.I.D froma Negramaro. Andrea Mariano aka Andro nasce a Copertino (Lecce) il 26 marzo del 1978. Passano 7 anni e sboccia l’amore per le note. Andro si appassiona al pianoforte prima, alla batteria poi: a 11 anni entra al conservatorio Tito Schipa di Lecce, che frequenta fino alla maggiore età. Ad un certo punto lui e altri cinque amici salentini decidono di formare una band rock. Il nome scelto è negramaro. E il resto, come tutti sappiamo, è storia del rock più recente. Andro in questi 9 anni vive l’emozione del rock on the road, dell’esibizione sia sui palchi dei più piccoli club sia i concerti su assi più importanti (come l’Arena di Verona e lo Stadio di San Siro). Legando, professionalmente e umanamente, strette amicizie con personaggi importantissimi della scena elettronica internazionale, scopre la sua esigenza di creare elettro-music. Nell’estate 2008 realizza il remix ufficiale di “Via le mani dagli occhi per la sua band e due remix del singolo, Safari” per Lorenzo Jovanotti, seguiti parallelamente da una serie di produzioni di colonne sonore per documentari, cortometraggi e remix per altri artisti (Jessica Brando, Avion Travel). Da circa due anni solca le più prestigiose console d’Italia (Cocorico di Riccione, Tenax di Firenze, Pervert a Milano, Matis di Bologna, Le Disque di Verona, New York Jazz di Treviso, ecc.), presentando una particolare performance di “dj-live setting” dove Andro si esibisce in un mix carico e coinvolgente di musica elettronica dalle forti atmosfere house, tribal e funk. www.myspace.com/andreamariano

This place is a prison and these people aren’t your friends

Inhaling thrills through $20 bills and the tumblers are drained

And then flooded again and again. – The Postal Service,

Man, there has been something insane going on within the confinement of my brain. I’ve been flat ass broke for a couple months here; with few breaks of money in between, but still. I guess maybe I am irresponsible about money. But honestly, in the bottom on my heart, I don’t think I’m being dealt a fair card in this situation.

To help my mental state a little bit more, I’ve been keeping to myself much more and thinking. Thinking about life; about plans; about how when I wake in the morning, I wish I had fresh squeezed orange juice; about how I wish my friends would help me out a little bit more; about how stupid I am for relying on my father; etc. etc. etc.

The more I sit by my lonesome and ponder everyday mysteries, the more I can feel my sanity being sucked out of my soul and throw into oblivion by an invisible Dementor. Since I’m watching myself type all of this down, I feel as though I may be losing more of my mind than originally thought; seeing as though I just used a noun that exists only in a fantasy-based novel by J.K. Rowling.

A dear friend of mine just recently had a lovely smoke-out early in the morning with my other friend and myself. He was describing how he enjoyed how ‘normal’ we both were to him; and how much he liked us versus the people he had deeming ‘not normal.’ Most people who I’ve told this story to were slightly appalled and thought I would of taken offense to this statement. However, what most people don’t seem to understand is; I’m a tad bit crazy in my head.. I guess I can be the only one who knows this for absolute positive, but then again, if anyone else lived in my head for as long as I’ve lived in mine, they’d believe they were crazy too. Being referred to as ‘normal’ made me feel like other people might not see actually how crazy I really am. Like maybe I’m tricking all these people around me into believing I’m ‘normal,’ whatever that means. I suppose I just felt a little dash of pride, forgive me.

Today I encountered a nice young man who seemed to be moving in an extremely peculiar way. I just assumed he was moving awkwardly to Andrew Gorny’s guitar playing. Awhile went by and I didn’t notice anymore, but he seemed to notice me more. He began speaking very slowly, then very quickly. Once or twice, he moved his head around closer to my ear, like he thought I couldn’t hear what he was saying. Eventually, I learned he had just eaten five mushrooms four hours prior to our meeting. He mentioned that it was his first time tripping and how insanely high he felt. I thought he may be trying to figure out what was reality, when he picked up his bag, said his goodbyes, and traipsed off into the downtown streets of Portland. The only real response I could come up with was to just slightly smile and nod my head knowingly. I imagine I’ve appeared that way to strangers before. I faintly remember several trips in public, feeling nothing but euphoria.

• Ahh, how the days drag on without you, love. I miss you like I miss walking next to the ocean. When I touch your face, look into your eyes; I see the clouds blowing and I can almost hear the waves beating against the barrier between my mind and yours.

Quite personally, forever is unconceivable.

It’s more dangerous when every second could be your last.

November 11, 2009 – 05:01am

I guess this is the end.

Possibly the end of you and me,

Possibly just the end altogether.

Regardless – I’m done with this scene, boy.

Here we come, future.

I was on my way home when this scene happened. The barker was calling out for people to ride the jeepney I was in. Funny how the veins on his neck withstood all his shouting.

Barker: O diri isa na lang jud! Isa na lang! (Poor translation but he was telling passengers to choose the jeepney I was in because it only needs one more passenger and we’re ready to leave.)

A passenger went in the jeepney. Technically, from what the barker said, the jeepney is full and is therefore ready to leave. But the barker kept on screaming his monologue like a Shakespearean actor while the passengers kept waiting for Godot.

Impatient Passenger: Mura ni’g gugma ning jeepa. Di jud matagam. (This jeepney is like love. It just can’t get enough.)

Jeepney Driver upon hearing the passenger: Kining gugmang gi ahak. Sakit jud sa bagtak. (Lost in Translation. But Aerosmith’s Falling In Love is So Hard on the Knees pretty much covers it.)

Revisiting an old poem “Tunnels of White Snow,” written last year:

Alright, we are stressed. Haha. Spoof of Rihanna’s famous Umbrella. Ella. Ella. Eh. Eh. Eh. Under my Umbrella~~~ Product of me and dina, after yq’s depressing message to us, and after we felt a lil’ emo from the day’s achievement.

Dear EXAMS! Your torments had inspired us! Haha.

Now who wanna sing it to me? Yeeeeee har. Might consider making a recording for FUN. Like serious fun, haha.

And i’ve decided to change my blog hosting domain again!I think i’m too bored of all the girly themese avaliable at Jugem.And since I’m done with Secondary school I think I should be done with all the cuteness. LOL!

And I think it is quite impossible for me to move all previous posts to wordpress.

Therefore! From now onwards I would have to continuously supply the blog with lots of pictures, so as to make it much more “lively”! haha

So I’ll blog about Prom night soon! Stay tuned (:

Man. It’s a hilarious session me and dina had. We went to the mall nearby with chuan, got some quick dinner, pretty awesome food i would say, with that indian what-eva thingy, and got a pack of hair dye.

yes. dye.

she wanted it red, but after a LONG discussion, going through the colours and stuff, finally we settled for some brownish red stuff. alright! then back at home, getting all excited and pumping with adrenaline. i lit the watermelon candle that dina had, to get ourselves calmer and yeah, start the job.

combing, squirting and massaging. it was a pretty long, both her hair and the time to go through her hair, haha. then she did for me as well. i’m like a brief 2 minute affair, lol. then we are all set, sitting around worrying if the colour would be obvious enough or what. checking the mirror once in a while and laughing like mad dogs, arguing about projected colours or is it an actual sensory input – those colours.

we washed it away in the washroom behind, and then the floor was kinda stained. not really stained, but the water washed off all the peroxide and the colour, then we are off to the mirror again, arguing about the colour and complaining about the “inadequacy” of the colour.

lolz.

there’s no win for anyone, haha. i think we’ll have to wait for tomorrow’s sun to judge, lol. yes, i think there would be some colour, i think. i think. i think

hahaha~~

but it was real fun. it’s one of those random stuffs we do when we are bored. and these moments will be missed, haha.

The older I get, the more I realize that happiness is the absence of feeling, rather than any sort of fleeting euphoria.

“Empty And Marvelous”

Patagonia

So I stayed in the darkness with you.

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown up!

You left me in the dark.

No dawn, no day, I’m always in this twilight

In the shadow of your heart.

I told chloe and jake I’m back with mike. It felt terrible, because everything chloe said was true. His personality matches his hygene, and apparently his looks too, but I have strange tastes. I know that I’m going to break my own heart when he cheats on me. Because its not if but when. Things are already different from when I first went out with him as just a boy toy.

Anyways, the swings at my old elementary school are the best things ever. Euphoric as the songs of the soundtrack to my life pound through my being. Music could be my religion, as easily as a real religion. I really do feel connected to… Myself? the world? my feelings? a bigger thing? I think thats what a religion is suppose to do for you. That and keep you safe and happy. And feeling alive. Completely alive. I suppose even if that has to do with pain. But knowing that I can feel everything down to my bones makes me happy, even if its sad.

I remember a post secret that I saved because I loved it so much…

ps- Florence and the Machine’s album Lungs is utterly reverent and moving. Simply amazing.