Luego de todo un proceso de reorganización de lo que sería el festival, tenemos a bien informarles que hemos logrado conseguir que nos faciliten un espacio en el Colegio Don Bosco para realizar la actividad. Para cumplir con los requerimientos de nuestros patrocinadores, se ha escogido como fecha para el evento el domingo 29 de noviembre. Dispondremos del patio trasero del colegio (el área que colinda con la 27 de febrero) y 2 aulas.

Como se darán cuenta, el desarrollo del festival se ha reducido a sólo 1 día. Algunas razones para esto es que a causa del cambio de fecha y de lugar algunas actividades tendrán que ser eliminadas o movidas. Por ejemplo, como el local que tenemos ahora sólo nos concede espacio abierto, no hay condiciones para realizar la conferencia, puesto que la tarima estará al aire libre y no se podrían realizar proyecciones. El Torneo Nacional de Kendo tendrá que realizarse en otro lugar puesto que necesitan de condiciones especiales para realizarse (el piso debe ser de tatami o de madera). Tampoco se podrá instalar el museo cultura puesto que la Embajada del Japón tiene otra actividad en esa fecha en la que darán uso a los los artículos para el museo.
Las actividades que nos quedan serían: Karaoke, Cosplay, Trivia, Videojuegos, Coreografías, Yu-Gi-Oh! y Magic, la exposición de Fan-Art y los concursos de Ilustración y de manga.

Un sketch de lo que sería el programa de actividades sería el siguiente:

Para la tarima:

10:00 a.m. – 1:00 p.m. – Karaoke Libre
1:00 p.m. – 2:00 p.m. – Trivia
2:00 p.m. 4:00 p.m. – Concurso de Karaoke
4:00 p.m. a 4:30 p.m. – Coreografías
4:30 p.m. 6:30 p.m. – Cosplay
6:30 p.m. – 7:00 p.m. – Anuncio de ganadores y entrega de premios.

El torneo de videojuegos se realizaría en una de las aulas y estaría dividido en 2 secciónes (mañana y tarde). El tornego de Yu-Gi-Oh! y Magic se realizaría usando los pasillos techados. Esta actividad se realizaría durante todo el día.

La exposición de ilustraciones se haría durante todo el día en un área de la que disponemos que se adecua para la misma.

Contaremos con las carpas dedicadas a la venta de varios artículos: El Samurai (comida), Kola Real (refrescos), Mangas, Min´s Anime Store, J-Fan (los artículos de la tienda de nuestro querido amigo, ido a destiempo, Jackie), entre otros.

Les agradecemos de antemano el apoyo y la ayuda que nos han dado para que este festival se realice de la mejor manera posible, y esperamos que a pesar de los inconvenientes que hemos tenido, podamos entre todos crear un espacio en el que los fans de la cultura popular japonesa puedan compartir unidos su gusto por las diferentes facetas de esta cultura y que todos podamos pasar un rato ameno y refrescante.

El colegio San Juan Bosco esta ubicado en la Calle San Juan Bosco entre la Rocco Cocchia y la Dr. Delgado. La puerta que da a la av. 27 de Febrero estará abierta en domingo, para mejor acceso a los asistentes. Aqui les dejo el mapa de la ubicación:
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informacion proveniente de J-fest

Yes.  I have finished my finals!  Whoopie!  Now all I have left is my CFA.  Haha.  And it’s on the 6th of December.  And I haven’t really started studying yet.  Oops.  It’s ok, I’ll just do what I can.  haha.

Tonight was really fun.  It was great just hanging out with Euodia and the rest of the Social Science people.  They’re a fantastic bunch to hang out with!  And dear dear joined us.  So that was a plus plus plus (sum to infinity)!  We went for dinner at this Italian restaurant in Liang Court (the food was sadly very disappointing for me) and then BEER at Brewerkz!!  OMG.  The tower was nice!  Although I would’ve preferred a beer that wasn’t so bitter.  haha.  It was good fun.

And now…I am once again tempted to get an iPhone!  Ok.  That’s it.  My mind is set.  I am going to make that one of my first few purchases when I finally start working.  haha.

Alright…time to mark some assignments before turning in.

Politiets rapport viser en voldsom økning i antall ran i Oslo første halvdel av 2009

Oslo politidistrikt har lagt fram rapporten over ran i 2008 og rapporten over kriminalitet i Oslo første halvdel av 2009. Tallene viser at en ransbølge skyller over hovedstaden.

Antall registrerte anmeldelser av ran og utpressing i Oslo første halvdel av 2009 økte med 30,5 prosent i forhold til samme tid i fjor.

Les hele rapporten over kriminalitet i Oslo første halvdel av 2009 her

Kraftig økning grove ran

I alt er det registrert 594 anmeldelser av ran og utpressing i Oslo politidistrikt så langt i år. Økningen av grove ran av person var på hele 67,5 prosent.

For at et ran skal betegnes som grovt, blir det foretatt en helhetsvurdering av hendelsesforløpet. Eksempler på grove ran kan være ran hvor skytevåpen eller kniv blir brukt, om ranet var nøye planlagt, om det var foretatt overfor en forsvarsløs person eller om det er frastjålet gjenstander av en betydelig verdi.

Politiet øker innsatsen

– Vi ser at en del unge menn begår en lang rekke med ran, og spesielt her i Grønlands krets. Vi ser at det er mange med annen landbakgrunn. 55 prosent av gjerningspersonene er fra utenfor Vest-Europa. De kommer fra Asia, Midtøsten og Afrika, sier politimester Anstein Gjengedal ved Oslo politidistrikt til TV 2 Nyhetene.

Gjengedal understreker at Grønland politistasjon har satt i gang en innsatsgruppe mot utviklingen i området.

– De har pågrepet i alt 55 personer den siste tiden, og mange av disse står bak flere ran. I mai hadde vi en nedgang, men vi ser at vi har hatt en økning i juni igjen, så dette er et område vi kommer til å følge opp til høsten, sier Gjengedal.

(Video ikke tilgjengelig på mobil)

Tar lærdom etter ransbølgen i 2004

Gjennomsnittsalderen på ransmennene er 22 år. Gjengedal sier å rane privatpersoner på åpen gate er en måte for disse å enkelt skaffe seg midler på.

– Det er vanligvis ikke store verdier det er snakk om. Ofte er det snakk om mobiltelefoner, minibankkort og lignende. Men for personen som blir utsatt for ran er det en integritetskrenkelse som er alvorlig, sier han.

Politimesteren tror ikke økningen har noe å gjøre med at det har vært mindre politi i gatene.

– Jeg tror ikke det har så mye å si. De fleste ranene blir begått på nattestid, og uansett klarer ikke vi å dekke opp hele byen. Det er spesielt på nedre del av Karl Johan og bortover Grünerløkka ranene skjer. Der har vi hatt økt aktivitet med patruljering rundt narkotikamiljøene. Og det kommer vi til å følge opp utover høsten, sier Gjengedal.

Gjengedal håper ransstatistikken skal gå ned utover høsten. I 2004 opplevde Oslo også en ransbølge med over tusen ran i løpet av et år. Nå ønsker politiet å ta lærdom av grepene som ble gjort den gangen.

– Den gang satt vi inn en egen gruppe og klarte å få statistikken ned med over 25 prosent. Det vi ser nytter er å pågripe gjerningspersonen, sier han.

Forutså utviklingen

Allerede i september i fjor forutså TV 2s krimekspert Johnny Brenna at det ville bli en kraftig utvikling i forhold til ran av enkeltpersoner i det offentlige rom.

I blogginnlegget «Hvorfor tenke personlig sikkerhet» skrev han: «Morgendagens kriminalitet ligner derfor mer og mer på det man kan finne på det amerikanske kontinent. Mye rus og psykiatri og kriminalitet som rammer enkeltmennesket ute i det offentlige rom. Vi ser også et svakere og svakere politi i Norge hvor hverdagskriminaliteten får stort spillerom.»

Brenna mener noe av problemet er at det proaktive og patruljerende politiets oppgaver i større grad har blitt erstattet av private sikkerhetsaktører.

At kiosker og bensinstasjoner blir stadig bedre sikret, er også en grunn til utviklingen. En beruset ung mann på vei hjem fra en fuktig natt på byen er et mye lettere offer enn en godt sikret bensinstasjon.

Videre skriver Brenna: «Enkeltmennesket blir derfor mer utsatt og føler mer utrygghet. Enkeltmenneske vil bli mer utsatt for personran, grove tyverier fra offentlig plass og umotivert vold.»

LES HELE BLOGGINNLEGGET FRA 23.09.2008 HER

Høy konsentrasjon i sentrum

Politiets årsrapport om ran fra 2008 viser at de aller fleste ranene i Oslo skjer på offentlig sted i sentrum av byen. Den viser også at antall ran økte i forhold til året før.

Tallene fra første halvdel av 2009 som er nevnt ovenfor antyder at også i år vil tallene øke kraftig.

I hele 2008 ble det registrert 966 anmeldelser av ran og utpressing, noe som er en økning på 17,1 prosent i forhold til 2007.

Til tross for at det forekommer ran over hele byen, er det enkelte områder som peker seg ut. Den største konsentrasjonen er i sentrum, samt bydelene Gamle Oslo, Grünerløkka, Sagene, St. Hanshaugen og Frogner. I disse bydelene har ranene hovedsakelig forekommet i deler som grenser inn mot sentrum.

Les politiets ransrapport for hele 2008 her

Over halvparten i Grønland stasjonskrets

Det er i bydelene som dekkes av Grønland stasjonskrets hvor det forekommer klart flest ran. Hele 56,3 prosent de anmeldte ranene i 2008 forekom her. Deretter fulgte Sentrum stasjonskrets med 19,6 prosent.

Grønland stasjonskrets dekker store deler av Oslo. Områder som Aker Brygge, Jernbanetorget, Grønland, Grünerløkka, Tøyen og Gamle Oslo faller inn under denne stasjonskretsen.

Ransanmeldelsene viser at hele 60,5 prosent av ranene skjedde på offentlig sted. Men også steder tilknyttet offentlige transportmidler er sterkt utsatt. 12,5 prosent av ranene skjedde enten på selve transportmiddelet, eller på stasjoner og holdeplasser.

Rapporten viser også at menn er størst utsatt for ran. Hele 85 prosent av personofrene for ran i 2008 var menn.

Publisert av: AIS Privat Etterforskning Norge

This post has been written for NaNoWriMo 2009. It has not been re-read, beta’d or proofed for typos.

While I know that NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month, my mind is still so fickle about things that I know I would start up on a story, get bored and leave it behind only to start again some week later, so my ‘WriMo works are selected titles in a large list that I write upon.

My personal daily goal: 1,800 word per entry.

Under this cut, one of many files. Some may contain non-heterosexual relationship but none of the works will touch the sexual aspect of things. All works, I’m hoping, will be PG-13.

Please enjoy your read. – However, a special note for this post: this text signifies my reaching the 50k word mark, for which I’m most happy though it is longer than the others so far and I still have four more days of writing planned, so go me, WOO!

“Once upon a time, long, long ago, a princess was locked away in a castle by her evil step mother.” A pause in the quiet speech, fingers reaching out to muss the young boy’s hair with a soft chuckle. “A prince from far away had heard of the beautiful princess and how she would only be freed if one could defeat the dragon guarding her. Believing in his strength and love for the princess, the prince saddled his horse and rode off on his way to free the princess.”

Ha-Neul canted his head back briefly, thoughtful and the quiet whine at his side brought his attention back to the present. Still he had to figure out what he was going to tell his brother. He hated making stories on the spot, not that he was trying overly hard. “When he arrived at his destination—the castle with the high tower from which he could see the princess—he charged the sleeping dragon, piercing its heart with his pure sword. The spell the evil step mother had set on the castle broke and the prince freed the princess. They lived happily ever after. The end.”

A soft snicker and he was moving back to his feet, tucking his younger brother in properly. The boy was sulking, his slim arms crossed and trying to come across as mad. He was failing miserably but it was amusing. “Fairy tales are for girls and that wasn’t even a fairy tale, I wanted a story with action!”

“That was a story with plenty of action. It’s late, Yong. Go to sleep.” He was already at the door, fingers on the light switch and sparing the young boy a final glance. He saw himself in the younger boy. Full of energy and wanting action and adventure, knowledge that there was something more out there, knowledge that there was life beyond their little city. He doubted it would develop into anything however.

“But Ha-Neul! There was no action at all! Tell me another story!” Arms crossed still as he opted for pouting instead of sulking and looked like he would start throwing a fit were he not told another story.

One brow quirking, the young man by the door shook his head and flicked the light switch, the whole room falling to darkness. “Go to sleep or I’m telling mother about the cookies you took before dinner when you were specifically told not to. You don’t want me to do that, do you?” A soft sigh from the bed gave him the answer he had been expecting and he turned to leave the room, door partly closed, only allowing for a sliver of light to pour in. Just enough to keep the boy calm. The age where they were old enough to no longer require a nightlight but still need some form of light, even if they didn’t really realize it.

On his way out towards his own room he nearly ran into his sister as she had stepped out of yet another bedroom where three younger girls were settled. “Didn’t give you too much trouble, did he?”

“No trouble at all. Sleep sweet, don’t stay up late. We have an exam tomorrow.” A mild smile before he kissed her cheek and padded to his own bedroom and closed the door but halfway, dropping down to his bed with a distinct lack of grace. He usually had more grace than this, he usually had more of everything but his parents had begun to pressure him about dropping out of college to help in the fields. His father was beginning to grow too old to do the work himself.

Dropping out of school was the last thing he wanted to do, even if the classes he was going through were as useful as classes on how to paint a straight line when you’re trying for a circle. It gave him a breather, it gave him time to simply be himself, to let go of everything else and not worry about the world. Of course his parents didn’t allow him to have much of a breather, his weekends were spent working the fields when he couldn’t come up with the excuse of needing to study and so were his afternoons if there were no classes.

Running a hand through his hair lightly, he stared at his ceiling with a sigh, letting his mind drift elsewhere. He didn’t want to think about his family or anything else. He did want to think about the object of his unrequited love but didn’t. He was too high strung yet too worn to think about the man. A single thought about him would bring up bodily reaction he didn’t care to deal with at the moment. There was not much else for him to focus about so he relaxed.

A faint, exhausted chuckle escaped him as he shook his head. “Fairy tales are for girls, huh? I wonder if what I’m wanting falls into the fairy tale category? It seems fantasy-like enough to start with. To get out of this town? A dream that is so far out of reach it would be foolish to keep on hoping it would happen. Yet it’s still there, taunting me.”

In his doorway a slim figure rests against the door frame of the partly opened door. Her head canted lightly sideways as she watched her brother—older but barely by a few minutes—with a worry to her gaze. He looked so worn the past few days. Things were getting more difficult with their parents and there wasn’t much she could do to help him. Still it was a little amusing to watch him talk to himself that way. “What are you mumbling about?”

Jumping in surprise, eyes wide in the darkness as he sat up and stared at the shadowy shape in his doorway, heart thudding sharply in his chest and breath coming in short pants. “You scared me half to death! If our parents heard any of this they would have my head and you know it as well as I do!”

It had been his fault in a way, speaking his thoughts aloud. He really needed to learn to keep his words unspoken. His brain had enough room left in it to hold a personal conversation or two. So long as he didn’t start answering his own words. They did say that talking to yourself was a good thing, so long as you didn’t start answering your own questions. “Just… I was thinking about all those things I won’t have. They want me to stop going to classes so I can take my place in the fields like the rest of my brothers.”

The tone of his voice spoke volumes about what he thought of the whole thing, even if his words had been ever soft. Min sighed and slipped inside his room, closing the door lightly and settling on the bed beside him. She offered him her hand and managed a half-smile when he merely dropped his forehead to her shoulder. “We’ve always been close, Ha-Neul. You know you can tell me everything and I will never, ever tell our parents. I know how much you want out of this place, into the world out there but we both know it’s foolish. No one ever leaves this place.”

Softly bitter word. An adventurer at heart much like her brother, she had long ago, however, given up on those very dreams. It wasn’t as if they were forced to stay in the city but the road to anywhere beyond the walls of their little world was so long that they both knew they wouldn’t get far before they were out of food and too worn to continue. There were rumours of a young boy long ago having tried to run away, how he had made it but an hour or two away on foot before he’d turned back to get back to the city. Something about being afraid, something about spirits or beasts. The story differed depending on who told the sordid tale.

Neither one of them knew if any part of it was true.

“I can’t stay here, Min. They’re going to drive me insane! I want out in that world that seems so far out of our reach! I want out to a place beyond these walls, I want to know the truth and so be it if I have to die because of it! I don’t- I can’t. I just can’t work the fields, Min. It’s going to be the end of me and I would rather be out there if I were to die than here. I’m sorry.” He mumbled his words softly, pressing his forehead closer to her shoulder as he shuddered briefly. Those words were not easy to speak but they were true enough.

Sighing, she reached a hand up, brushing her fingers lightly through his hair. “What about him?”

There was no need to mention any name, he knew well enough who she spoke of and he closed his eyes even more tightly as if refusing to acknowledge the question for a few, painfully long minutes. “I don’t know. I know how much my heart longs for him. I know that he does seem to like me to an extent but Sun would rather ruin him altogether before she let him be with someone else, let alone another guy. Even if I were to confess and somehow convince him to come with me, do you really think he would? He likes it here!”

“How do you know for sure? Have you actually asked him? Maybe he wants out of this place too you know. I’ve seen him look towards the city limits at times, I sit near him in class, I’ve heard him talk about it, mumbling to himself like you do. I’ve seen him write about it.” A gentle nudge, she shifted to kiss his crown and closed her eyes as well.

Blinking and straightening, he shrugs lightly and rubs the back of his neck with a sigh. “I’m just assuming that he’ll-”

“Assuming is one of the worst things you ever could do and we both know it.” Soft and to the point and she glared at him in the semi-darkness of his room.

Scrubbing his hand over his face roughly he drops back to his bed with a groan. “I know! I can’t help it! I’m a coward and we both know it! What if he does come with me, what if he accepts that I like him so damn much and it ruins his life? What if he had a good life waiting for him here?”

“He’s bound to work the fields just like you are. Do you really think he wants to?” Her head canted lightly as she reached out to poke his side lightly. Ha-Neul was beginning to sink into a depression that would be hard see to. Once he sank, he tended to sink low and pulling him back was difficult. It had happened once in the past and the reasons had been so much simpler than they were now. “Don’t assume.”

Her whispered words made him cringe lightly and he forced himself to sit up again, his gaze far out on his window and into the distance he could see through the barely lit road just out by their house. “I don’t want to ruin him. He deserves too much to be ruined like this.”

“You won’t ruin him. Come on, believe in yourself a little, trust your instincts. I’ll even prepare you a bag with food to last you a few days if I have to!” It would get her in trouble but what if at least one of them could get out of this city and into the world beyond their borders? Of course she would miss him terribly but he would write, she knew he would do that much. Even if she had to sweet talk the pretty boy bringing them their mail into letting her have these letters before her parents ever saw them.

Hesitation clear in those eyes, he canted his head lightly, studied those features that, while ever feminine, looked so much like his own in the darkness. “I don’t want to leave you here alone, Min.”

“Stop thinking about me and this family for all of a minute, think about yourself! You know where my sights are set and if I trust him a little, chances are we’d be trying our hands at getting out of this place too anyway!” She offered him a bright smile and leaned over to nuzzle his cheek lightly, adoringly. “You’re my older brother and I’ll love you forever but stop being a coward.”

Blinking at her, a wry grin finding his lips, straightened and nodded lightly to himself. “I guess I could prepare a bag with my clothes, it’s not that heavy and I don’t really have anything else. If I can get him alone at one point tomorrow after the exam to talk to him I could…”

He didn’t know what he was doing. He couldn’t simply confess and offer his escape plans and expect the other to go through with it all, could he?

“Ha-Neul! Stop over thinking everything! I’m sure he’ll accept your confession. If he’s stupid enough to accept the confession but not your plans to get out of the city then screw him, he’s not worth it! You can make it out yourself and I know you’ll get far!” She reached out, fingers poised and ready. She barely made it to his ribs before he was backing away with a chuckle. He was so ticklish, it usually was the one way to get him to stop focusing on something too much. “Trust him.”

Shoulders slumped for a few moments and he closed his eyes, trying to will his mind to finish the sentences he couldn’t speak out loud by fear of jinxing himself. What if he does accept my feelings but doesn’t want to leave the city? Min’s usually never wrong about these things though. We could leave after dark falls or a little before morning so we have light to travel by. We could camp at the city’s limits by the old abandoned farm and get out when the first light comes.

Lips curling into the ghost of a smile, he nods to himself and stretches to kiss his sister’s cheek lightly. “Guess you’re right. I won’t know if I don’t try and if he doesn’t want to, I guess there’s no forcing him and I’ll go on my own. One way or another, after I confess to him, if he doesn’t want to go, the who college will know about it one way or another before long and I’ll lose face.”

“That’s more like the big brother I grew up with.” She gave him a grin and nodded, stretching and moving back towards his door. She would sneak about in the pantry to snag a few breads and some fruits, they had extras since the work in the field was actually going rather well so they could spare some and somehow she imagined her mother would barely realize it. Her memory was beginning to be just a little flaky, it was a good thing. If only on some days.

“I’ll pack a few things with me tonight, I’ll have to take them to school with me tomorrow though, mom goes through our rooms every day to clean up. If you pack anything from the pantry, take it along too, it’ll be safer.” Quietly spoken, more to himself than anyone else as she already knew most of these details.

Once she was out of his room, he stretched and looked around the small area. Locating his school bag which usually was empty due to not having a large amount of books to carry about though he had a few on hand at the moment, he packed most of his clothes and whatever other essential he had that he knew he would need. The bag was not overly heavy and he imagined that whatever provisions she would managed to get for him would most likely be heavier. It didn’t matter much.

The bag closed and set next to his pillow, he yawned and settled on his bed again, closing and relaxing a moment, ready to let himself have a few moments of peace but not quite ready for sleep yet. His mind was alit with so many things and the clearest one was a question. How was he going to confess? The thought made him balk but he pushed it around his mind until he came up with something that seemed to make most sense.

Just keep it simple, tell him you’ve been watching him from afar for a little while and that you know he has a girlfriend but that you can’t help those feelings and—well it’s corny but I guess it can’t be helped. He chuckled faintly at his own thoughts and stifled a yawn, letting his lashes drift and rest along his cheekbones. Tomorrow would be a big day, he would need all the rest in the world.

Shrugging out of his shirt and pants, settling to sleep with naught but his boxers since the season was still so warm, he shimmied his way under the covers and let sleep finally take its toll on him, hoping that morning would find him still thinking about going through with this ever crazy plan.

Everything could backfire but for some reason, he didn’t care anymore. It was now or never.

فديو, فيديو كليب انا بيه ورومانسى من فلم, فيلم البيه الرومانسىافلام لك تحميل من

شاهد فديو, فيديو كليب انا بيه ورومانسى من فلم, فيلم البيه رومانسى – سعد الصغير 2009
تحمل وتنزيل فديو, فيديو كليب سعد الصغير من فلم, فيلم البيه رومانسى انا بيه ورومانسى

لمشاهدة وتحميل الفديو, فيديو كليب …

شاهد فديو, فيديو كليب اغنية سعد الصغير انا بيه ورومانسى من فلم, فيلم البيه رومانسى
يو, فيديو كليب سعد الصغير من فلم, فيلم البية الرومانسى – انا بيه ورومانسى

اضغط هنا لمشاهدة الكليب

|اغانى|فديو, فيديو كليب|مقطع|هدف|مسلسل|اعلان|فلم, فيلم|برنامج|حلقة|شاهد|مشاهدة|اون لاين|سرعة عالية |بدون
تحميل|اغانى|عربى|اجنبى|MP3, mp3, ام بي ثري|البوم|
2009|سينجل|نغمات|تنزيل|نزل|شعبي|راب|حمل|موسيقى|MP3, mp3, ام بي ثري

|افراح|فديو, فيديو كليب|راديو||اون لاين|بدون تحميل|مجانا|بدون اشتراك|2010

فديو, فيديو كليب انا بيه ورومانسى من فلم, فيلم البيه الرومانسىافلام لك تحميل من

شاهد فديو, فيديو كليب انا بيه ورومانسى من فلم, فيلم البيه رومانسى – سعد الصغير 2009
تحمل وتنزيل فديو, فيديو كليب سعد الصغير من فلم, فيلم البيه رومانسى انا بيه ورومانسى

لمشاهدة وتحميل الفديو, فيديو كليب …

شاهد فديو, فيديو كليب اغنية سعد الصغير انا بيه ورومانسى من فلم, فيلم البيه رومانسى
يو, فيديو كليب سعد الصغير من فلم, فيلم البية الرومانسى – انا بيه ورومانسى

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|اغانى|فديو, فيديو كليب|مقطع|هدف|مسلسل|اعلان|فلم, فيلم|برنامج|حلقة|شاهد|مشاهدة|اون لاين|سرعة عالية |بدون
تحميل|اغانى|عربى|اجنبى|MP3, mp3, ام بي ثري|البوم|
2009|سينجل|نغمات|تنزيل|نزل|شعبي|راب|حمل|موسيقى|MP3, mp3, ام بي ثري

|افراح|فديو, فيديو كليب|راديو||اون لاين|بدون تحميل|مجانا|بدون اشتراك|2010

This post has been written for NaNoWriMo 2009. It has not been re-read, beta’d or proofed for typos.

While I know that NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month, my mind is still so fickle about things that I know I would start up on a story, get bored and leave it behind only to start again some week later, so my ‘WriMo works are selected titles in a large list that I write upon.

My personal daily goal: 1,800 word per entry.

Under this cut, one of many files. Some may contain non-heterosexual relationship but none of the works will touch the sexual aspect of things. All works, I’m hoping, will be PG-13.

Please enjoy your read.

A pair, a young woman and young man sitting together under a large tree’s shade. Both are looking off in the distance towards another pair, another man and woman together. Sighing, the young woman cants her head lightly and chews on the straw from her drink a moment before straightening up and stifling a yawn. “You do know he likes you, right?”

The similarities between these two are remarkable, one could almost believe that perhaps they were twins, if not, at the very least siblings though it was difficult to imagine there being an age difference between them. The young man closes his eyes and leans back against the tree, shrugging lightly. “Uh huh, I know he does. That’s not the point.”

Blinking, she sets her empty drink down and looks her companion over quietly, studying him. There had to be a reason right? Otherwise it really didn’t make much sense at all. If someone liked you and you liked them back, wasn’t it normal to confess to one another? “And you’re not confessing because…?”

“He already has a girlfriend?” Hadn’t he already answered that question of hers times and times again? Rolling his eyes, he lifts a hand up to muss his fingers through his already unbrushed hair.

So what if he had a girlfriend? If it had been her in her brother’s shoes, she would have confessed anyway. Why not? “So?”

Blinking and canting his head towards his sister, he pushes at her lightly and shakes his head with a sigh. She was so dense at times it was disquieting. “Uh… you just don’t confess to a guy who has a girlfriend. It’s inevitable you’ll be turned down and I really don’t think I want that. I’d rather stick with unrequited.”

Well, it was one path that could be kept to though it was bound to be as painful as confession and rejection so why not go the extra mile?  Her brother’s methods rarely made sense, at least as far as she was concerned. Most of the time it was easier to simply drop the subject.“Sure. Whatever you want. Look, I’ll see you later. Gotta go to class.”

“And anything that happens here gets publicized, you know that as well as I do. This place is small, everyone knows everyone, nothing stays unknown and private. Take care.” Sure he could have confessed, sure he could have been rejected and finally gotten over this crush thing that had made his fast few nights sleepless. He knew, however, that anything he said to his classmate, to his crush, would get back to the rest of the school and being made a public laughingstock was not exactly high on his priority list. It was, in truth, not on that list at all. Who would have wanted to be ridiculed in public for liking someone?

He watched the couple argue a moment, at least it seemed like arguing, she was gesticulating quite like a woman scorned, and merely closed his eyes again. Even if I do confess, things will get awkward and who knows what will be left for me to do. The last idiot who was stupid enough to do that had to leave the school because she couldn’t take the jeers and taunts anymore, the talking behind her back. ‘Course it’s also natural for a girl to confess to a guy, but for a guy to confess to another guy? It’d probably be worse. If accepted at all.

It made sense. He had yet to see two guys together on the small campus that surrounded their even smaller university. Somehow he didn’t know if it could be called that. I guess it might be more a college. There’s not a lot of different subject, few students and the teachers all call us by our first names because they know us so well from seeing us so often. Shrugging the whole thing off, he stretched his legs out in front of him and stifled a light yawn.

At most the campus ground had seen, perhaps, a hundred and fifty or so students in the past two years. It was rundown but the only college in the city and kids who had grown up in the place had not really cared to go elsewhere. They were also in the middle of nowhere with just that, no where else to go to once they were ‘grown up’, once they were done studying. Anyone born in the city usually never left the city and anyone born outside the city most normally never stepped into it. Something of a close-knit society, some would call it. He didn’t know whether he liked it or not.

As a child, he had wanted to discover the world, know more about everything else. It was never long before children knew the city just about by heart. There was only so much to explore, so many playground to run about before it became routine, before there was nothing new left to discover, no more ‘secret hiding place’ that no one else knew about. Everyone knew everything and that was the bitter end of that.

Ha-Neul had barely been ten by the time he had known where every nook and cranny led to. At that age he already knew that no matter how ‘secret’ your secret spot was, everyone already knew about it because it just wasn’t secret at all. A small city, if it could even be called that much, in the middle of absolutely no where with no ties to the outside world. They technically did not even exist to that outside world.

He had seen and heard things about how technology was advancing all over the world but their little home would never see any of it. He had heard about internet, a strange thing where people could search for information from all over the world in just a little time, he had heard about television screens so thin you could hang them in the wall and of movies on small round metal discs! Of course, those were all rumours because it could not be helped but he believed those things were real, even if he knew they would never reach them.

Ha-Neul had dreamed often, as a child, that he would find means to escape this city and its limits, that he would sneak out past the borders and never come back. He had wanted to become an explorer, someone who knew nothing of the limits of the world, someone who could find everything that could ever be found!

That very dream had been shattered early on when his parents had told him that they expected him to work the fields like his older siblings. At the very least, he had been able to convince them to let him attend the higher-learning school for a year or two until he knew enough about the precision of the work to do it well and properly so that one day, should his siblings decide not to, he could take over altogether when his folks were too old to.

It had worked well enough, since there he was, learning about things he could have cared less about but at the very least he had a little time to himself, some time to figure his life out.

He still wanted out of this city and thought of ways and means to manage often enough, much to his sister’s dismay though she understood his desire well enough. Min simply was not as adventurous as her brother was when it came to wanting to escape. If anything, she was braver than he was in the matters of love, willing to confess to the man she liked instead of doing exactly as her brother did: ignore the whole thing and hope that it would go away on its own later.

It worried her at times, watching her brother seem to forlorn, looking from afar but never approaching the source of this ache that ran so deep she could not even begin to reach for it. In public, Ha-Neul was able to hide it well enough, that much she gave him plenty of credit for, but in private with but a single photo he had been able to keep private to this day, it was heartbreaking. She knew him well enough to understand why he did not want to move forward with his confession but if he still planned on leaving the city, he would need to confess eventually. He couldn’t keep on living his life with this unrequited love, could he?

There he still was however, sitting against the tree, watching the couple argue before she stormed off, leaving the source of his unrequited desire alone to figure out just what had gotten her mad this time. Sun was a flighty girl, had been flighty when they had been children and had all played together in the common playground not far from the other school. He moods shifted as often as the wind changed direction and that was all too frequent occurrence in these parts.

Sighing, Ha-Neul moved back to his feet, stifling another light yawn and stretching. He knew he was avoiding the problem, he knew he should have confessed and just gotten the damned thing off of his chest but he couldn’t. He wasn’t ready to leave the school yet to go help his parents on the fields, he wanted a little more freedom, a little more time to himself even if the price to pay was rather hefty. He could lose his heart to this whole thing and it didn’t matter quite as much as he figured it should.

There was a price to pay for freedom, even if it should have been as its name implied: free. Nothing was free in their world and it was something all children learned very early on in their life. Much at the same time as they learned that nothing was secret and that nothing was ever really theirs. It was something of a sad world to live in, it wasn’t as if they were given a choice however. They were born where they were born and no amount of crying would change that.

Magical fairy princesses aside—stories told to young girls to get them to sleep—there was no magic to life. There was little luck to love. Most married couples were not married for love but married for children, married for work purposes and reasons. He didn’t want that. He wanted everything but that. The girl his parents had chosen as his bride was a childhood friend that he saw as a sister more than anything else, the thought of marrying her made his stomach turn. It would feel like incest if they were do to anything that was expected of them when that knot would finally be tied.

He knew she felt the same way, her heart longing for another as well. They both had secrets that, so far, had remained just that, secrets. He doubted those secret would remain long as they had been for the past year however. While he was not ready to face ridicule, she was and had informed him that soon she would be confessing to the one her heart really had picked and she hoped they would elope.

Foolish little girl. Or so his thoughts had told him. They’ll eat you whole once they find out you have plans of your own. Though I know what you’d call me for keeping my own secret to myself this way and I don’t care. I just want out of this city forever.

موالى كل الجديد فى عالم النت

I saw a link on a friend’s facebook and it was for an article on how forming romantic relationships has become a battle of strategies.  And we had a short discussion on it.  haha.  Like really short because there’re only so many comments you want to make on a person’s link.

Anyway, the article just reminded me of all my friends’ love problems.  haha.

I think I should get back to work.  But I just have to say…I hate the whole idea that someone has to play hard to get.  I believe that love should be built on trust.  On faith.  And if you are playing games, how is someone supposed to trust you with their heart?

At julebordsessongen er en høytid for utroskap og utenomekteskapelige sysler er desverre noe som er en kjennsgjerning. Man ser ofte at frisinnetheten stiger proposjonalt med inntaket av alkohol.

Se diskusjonsforum om saken på www.sol.no og Adressa.no

Leiere spanere for å sjekke utroskap på julebord

Flere sjalu nordmenn leier spanere for å fotfølge uvitende partnere på fest. Julebord er høytid for detektiver på utrojakt. Les mer om saken her: www.vg.no

Innlegget er publisert av: AIS Privat Etterforskning Norge

After my last encounter with one of those types, I shan’t elaborate too much on this incident (these types tend to think they are right and will not be convinced otherwise) but I shall just say that it’s things like this that makes me wonder what parents and society in general is doing wrong when raising kids.  I’ll password protect my next post but I honestly need to rant.  Comment if you want the password (although I know only a few few few people read here…haha).

OMG.  Finals are here…AGAIN.  haha.  I’m revising for finals now although I keep getting distracted by Supernanny on Youtube.  It’s just so fun to watch!  As much as the children come across as nightmares…they are still adorable in some way.  haha.

Next semester will be my last.  Wow.  Surreal.

It appears that LINQ does not support a query that outputs multiple group by aggregate fields.  For example, there’s Min() and a Max() functions, so to get both min & max from a list, you seem to need to make 2 LINQ queries:

 var min = (from d in data select d).Min();

 var max = (from d in data select d).Max();

In SQL, the 2 values would pop out easily from a single query:

 Select min(d), max(d) from data

LINQ has all the power of SQL and works similarly, just the syntax is different.  To achieve this result we have to use a group by.  But we’ll be grouping by nothing, including all items in the set in a single bucket. I usually group by “1”, which makes a single grouping of all the elements (grouping by any single object will do the same):

 var minMax = from d in values

    group d by 1 into g

    select new { Min = g.Min(x => x),

     Max = g.Max(x => x) };

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Jag kollade igenom Bellas makeup-blogg häromdagen och såg Make Up Store´s nya personalkläder som kommit med den nya vinterkollektionen, Babydoll. Så otroligt fina!

Efter jul, i mellandagarna, blir den underbara rosa klänningen min ^^
Den ska jag ha på mig på nyårsafton!

The Excel MIN (Minimum) function will identify the minimum number in a range of cells.
Select the cell where in you want the formula to be entered. (Cell B14)
Next Click on the Sigma  ∑ sign.  The drop down menu will give you a choice of functions - select Min.
The formula =Min(number1,[number2]….etc, Select range of cells, hit Enter Key.
Or type the formula =MIN(B2:B13)  in the example shown below.

Generally, I don’t think I come across as bimbotic or girly.  And I can’t say it’s a good thing nor is it a bad thing.  haha.  Because I’m a girl and well…it would be nice to appear girly.  But anyway, I just thought to write about my guilty pleasures.  Literally guilty right now because I have tons of work to do but somehow I would steal a couple of minutes here and there to indulge in these really non-productive things:

1.  Watching shows like America’s Next Top Model and Chick vs. Dick on Youtube.

I know it’s unfathomable but I really like to watch ANTM.  haha.  Because it is so bitchy and well…erm…simple.  So for the whole length of the video (ok the whole length of 4 videos since they usually break it into parts on YT), my brain is on shut down and I just watch and laugh.  Hee.

And Chick vs. Dick!  OMG.  These 2 are hilarious man.  I think they have great chemistry together because they are lame but funny.  So yup, another no-brainer kind of show that I like to watch.  I actually started watching this because the Xiaxue videos had quite a bit of lag between them (*gasp* a past guilty pleasure).  Then I kind of just switched to watching Chick vs. Dick because well…it’s more entertaining.  haha.

2.  Facebook games like Mousehunt, Farmville, Restaurant City and Cafe World.

Shit why do I get myself into the trap of playing FB games?  haha.  Even though they are the type where you spend 10 minutes clicking and then you go do your stuff and come back in like an hour, I cannot help but continuously check my FB to see my game progress.  Shit.  I’m quitting this.  I NEED TO.

3.  Online window shopping.

*sigh* This guilty pleasure also makes me feel awfully self-conscious.  Yea, the weight-loss isn’t really happening and I need to move my butt (literally).  But I still like to window shop online because the clothes, shoes and other stuff are so nice to look at!  I’ve made it my motivation to lose weight.  If I lose a target amount, I’m buying a new dress.  (And damn that sounds super bimbotic…)

Yea those are the few I can think of right now.  I hope I don’t have any more…er…yea.  haha.

TIME TO GET BACK TO WORK!

Asi es gente, La nueva seccion de Anime Higlights es la de la mas simpatica DJ de la MCRADIO DJ Misha que estara con nostros apartir de ahora trayendonos las canciones mas votadas desde la MCRADIO no se lo pierdan!!!!

.. expanding our reach to you that is!
We can’t pen down how excited we are. But we ARE indeed! : )

You can now find us at the following locations.

FIRST DAY
Far East Plaza
#03-91

You can’t miss us ’cause we are right smacked in the centre.
And I have to say, our rack is superbly cool ’cause it looks like an oversized table and chair.

Not forgetting earlier in August, we also found home at,

THE BLOGSHOP
35 Haji Lane

We have an accessory shelf on the 1st floor plus an entire rack on the 2nd level.

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What you can expect:

Not all items that are online will be at the shops ’cause online is still our first love. ♥

With that said, you may still find some one off items at the shops that you can’t find online.

Basically, no rules! We believe in fate when it comes to shopping!

Pop by every once in a while and we might just have a surprise for you! : )

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If you have any feedback on the shops, the service, the ambience, the items, anything and everything,
feel free to drop us a comment here OR email us at littleredheels@gmail.com.

We love to hear from you and know how we can better things!

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Keep shopping!

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