Posted on Monday, January 17th, 2011 at 4:03 pm
I had a dog in my home town, it was german shepherd, name (Dingu), it was very energetic and lovable, my father and I looked after it, we only used to feed it, and took for walk and care all the time. It was so much affected with us. And called us with the help of his hand whenever we were outside the home. One day my father got severe heart attack so he was unable live alone in our hometown, so I was forced to brought him with me to town where I am living now with my family. So, we were so much confused to brought the dog to town, so we were in a condition to left the dog in our hometown, we were become sad. To saw all those situations one of my dearest friends told me “don’t worry about Dingu, I will take care of him!”, I felt really happy and Dingu is with my friend now-a-days. And I have visited to him whenever I go to my native. I luv my dog so much.
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Posted on Monday, January 17th, 2011 at 9:32 am
I don’t actually have a car, so I’ll talk about my dad’s car. It is a Chevrolet pickup, and we’ve had it since before I was born. It’s running a little shoddily these days, and the paint’s peeling, but I’ve not known any alternative car in my family whatsoever. And no matter how shoddily it runs, it’s still pretty dependable and still gets the family around easily. I just wish I had the money to help fix it up – I guess that would make it partly mine if I did that, eh? Oh, and it’s blue. I love blue!
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Posted on Friday, January 14th, 2011 at 9:32 am
If I could live anywhere? Hmm… I would have to go for Paris. A little bit cliché, but I love the culture and the culture of loving food. While our culture pays less for more, they get more in a completely different way. Where our bulk-food buying gets us subpar, they get top dog. And the people, while stereotypically arrogant, are often quite nice. But even still, I would hope that I would have worked to integrate into the culture beforehand to avoid any American screw-ups, ohohoho. Talking about this just makes me want to get on a plane right away!
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Posted on Tuesday, January 11th, 2011 at 9:31 am
My super hero would be “Chloro,” (fictional) a super hero whose powers involve manipulating and enhancing plants to do his bidding. He is both lawful and good, believing the law and the people around him to be genuinely good. His abilities, like many others’, were not accessible to him until his teens. Beforehand, they worked on their own, making his parents’ green house prosperous, growing into one of the strongest companies in the world. However, when he grew older, his powers started going to manual, and his parents’ company nosedived. However, he eventually learned the truth – and not a moment later, he decided to pursue a life of heroics, all the while trying to keep his family’s business going.
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