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  1. Hi, guyz.... again!

     

    It is again early morning and I realized for the last 3 weeks, I haven't seen the sun rises 4 times :PPP This time I woke before it rose... Funny hting is that I have class in the afternoon today, and I could sleep through the whole morning. Ah, whatever.

     

    Now I'm listening to the Garbages (trying to wake up someone around :hugs: ) and trying to figure out how to make an energy saving cup cleaner... actually my part is figuring out the nozzle. Which won't be that hard, but I need to to wait for the workshop to offer... gosh, you think when MIT is an engineering school the machine shops will be open most of the time... no. We have almost 24h libraries, and the shops are open mere 8h... grrrr, we're not book worm....

     

    Whatever! More time for myself here :) .. I'm so enjoying the orange juice I both yesterday.. It's made in Bulgaria :PP We have no orange gardens in Bulgaria and ... yeah, I guess it is so crappy (as in not-organic, not-natural crappy), but I love it. (It is written all in Bulgarian :PP).

     

    And the weather is so nice... sunny, yet chilly. It is the best I can imagine. Bright and colourful day, with the cold air that gives you freshness. :hugs:

     

     

    I think I'm gonna head for the shop now, to make a nozzle ;)

     

    -your feathery smurf

  2. enci, that's awesome news...

     

    I was very skeptical about the show and didn't watch it until 14th episode, but I found it worth watching ... at least. I'm fond of the cheerleader :bye: She's me hero :)

  3. Iron Maiden --> Paschandale

     

    "In a foreign field he lay

    Lonely soldier, unknown grave

    On his dying words he prays

    Tell the world of Paschendale

    Relive all that he's been through

    Last communion of his soul

    Rust your bullets with his tears

    Let me tell you 'bout his years

    Laying low in a blood filled trench

    Kill tim 'til my very own death

    On my face I can feel the falling rain

    Never see my friends again

    In the smoke, in the mud and lead

    Smell the fear and the feeling of dread

    Soon be time to go over the wall

    Rapid fire and the end of us all

    Whistles, shouts and more gun fire

    Lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire

    Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb

    Be reunited with my dead friends soon

    Many soldiers eighteen years

    Drown in mud, no more tears

    Surely a war no-one can win

    Killing time about to begin

    Home, far away

    From the war, a chance to live again

    Home, far away

    But the war, no chance to live again

    The bodies of ours and our foes

    The sea of death it overflows

    In no man's land, God only knows

    Into jaws of death we go

    Crucified as if on a cross

    Allied troops they mourn their loss

    German war propaganda machine

    Such before has never been seen

    Swear I heard the angels cry

    Pray to god no more may die

    So that people know the truth

    Tell the tale of Paschendale

    Cruelty has a human heart

    Every man does play his part

    Terror of the men we kill

    The human heart is hungry still

    I stand my ground for the very last time

    Gun is ready as I stand in line

    Nervous wait for the whistle to blow

    Rush of blood and over we go

    Blood is falling like the rain

    Its crimso"

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