Enderts Beach and other Secluded Beaches

What beaches in Florida are called the "World's Most Beautiful Beaches"? First one with right answer gets 10 points.

Where are the world's most beautiful beaches?

What's the most beautiful beach in the world? Im saving up for the best beach trip..just dont know where yet

Most beautiful beach/lagoon in the world? Tell me if this is not the most amazing beach/lagoon in the world! its a a withe sand desert full of freshwater and seawater(blue and green lagoons) lagoons in the valleys between the sand dunes, s. it starts at the ocean and get up to 50 km into the land. check out the pics Lencois maranhenses, Maranhao, Brazil http://blog.deviajeabrasil.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/lencois01.jpg http://spintravel.blogtvbrasil.com.br/img/Image/Spintravel/2007/Outubro/lencois3.jpg http://www.photografos.com.br/users/nados/normal_85453_photo.jpg http://www.kel12.com/photo/large/lencois-maranhenses-brasile look at the pics

What do you think about the Famous Boracay Island (White Beaches) in the Philippines? They said it is one of the most beautiful beaches in the whole-wide world, it's the next thing after paradise. I would ike to go there, but i still have no idea. what does it feel being there or what does it look like?

where is the most beautiful place to live? In your opinion, where is the most beautiful place to live (in the world) and why? For me, it's honolulu, hawaii.. i love the calmness of the island, and the people are so easy going and relaxed :) not to mention the beaches!

what is the most beautiful holiday destination you've ever had, and why? i've travelled here and there except the states and asia/australia. I am originally from South AFrica and i cant seem to shake the idea that Cape town is one of the most beautiful cities in the world, according to world cross country organizers, it usually ties with Athens and other such beautiful cities...(never been to Athens) I love Cape Town, if only for the beaches...life's a beach and if someone comes on here to mention the crime i'll say....life's a beach, and then you die...(har har) nope, our mother city is not as bad as some nastee people make it out to be...our mother rocks.

Did you ever go to Brazil? Was it a good experience? Cause I love that country, I fell in love with Brazil 4 years ago. Love the beautiful beaches, most people there are incredibly sexy, love the language, the majority of people are nice, and seem to be in a good mood all the time. Love that mix of cultures (Portuguese, Italian, German and African) Love their music, their language, their tv actors are some of the most beautiful people in the whole world. For me, it's impossible to not like brazil. Tell me about your experiences in that magical place...

Which of these cities is the most iconic of all? (New York City)-The center of the world. The largest city and most highly urbanized city in the U.S.A. Cultural and financial hub of America, Huge skyscrapers that reach to the heavens, the best method of transportation in the world (subway). Historical landmarks, museums, great nightlife.Broadway shows, Times Square, Lights. etc.The world's center for business, technology, international trade, fashion, media, science. etc (London)-Cultural diversity, great museums and parks, great transportation. The first city in the world to have used the subway! (Toyko)- Economic giant, modern city. Science etc. (Paris)- Beautiful streets, great art galleries and museums. The best museums in the world! Fashion, media etc. Many world class attractions. (Berlin)- Germany's largest city, etc etc. (Sydney)- Sydney Opera House. World class city, Beautiful beaches and lovely people. Great economic stability. (Rome)- Western Civilization. The Roman Empire! Modern Rome is a metropolis. History, Culture, Music, Religion, Philosophy, Politics! A beautiful city indeed. The Colosseum, The Pantheon. Cultural hub of the world. (Los Angeles)- Nice beaches and weather. The Media capital of the U.S.A. The second most important city of the USA after New York City. Great Financial city with the highest population in America! Great diversity! World center's for business, international trade, culture and entertainment. (Chicago)-The third largest city in the USA. Highest Building in the USA. The sears tower! great museums and overall great city. (Toronto)- Most populous city in Canada. Modern, clean and really nice looking city. Global city. (Vienna)-Best quality of life. One of the best countries to live in! Great culture and museums. Lovely architecture. (Mexico City)- largest cities in the world in regards to population. Great museums, culture, food. International city overall. very modern and many skyscrapers! (Rio de Janeiro)- nice beaches, Copacaba beach a world class beach. Christ the Redeemer statue, the largest city in Latin America. Samba and Carneval, Great culture and attractions..good latino music. (Buenos Aires)- Great museums, Subways, Modern buildings! You can find anything in this city. Beautiful boulevards and streets! great culture! You can add other world class cities. Which are the top 5 most modern and iconic cities in the world?

Why after approxmately 200 yrs since Mexico won it's independence, it's still a 3rd world country? This baffles me. Mexico is an extremely weathly country. Rich in oil, rich in natural gas, rich in minerals, rich in hard working people, and some of the most beautiful beaches man has ever seen. With all this wealth, why is Mexico still such a dirt poor country? It's completely illogical. Do the leaders of Mexico hate their people? Is the mentality of Mexicans to always be poor? I just don't get it. Bob - thx for the input. However, correct me if I'm wrong, if it's not 3rd world, then why are it's people leaving by the 1000's? I understand the 2nd highest portion of their economy comes from illegals in America sending $ back to Mexico. Somewhere in the tune of 20 billion a year. If the 2nd largest source of income for Mexico comes from outside Mexico - then Mexico's not really 'producing' 20 billion in their own economy.

What's the most beautiful place you've EVER been or a place you've dreamed to live someday? Question for straight guys (or travel agents or people who just don't mind my criteria #2 below): If you could live ANYwhere in the world and money was not a consideration AND you've actually been to at least 5 other countries, which one place would you choose to live that's got to be "exotic" or at least meets the following checklist. Thanks! 1. beaches with turquoise water; 2. the woman are gorgeous 3. the weather's perfect (like mid 70s to lower 80s most of the year); 4. the quality of life is good, great restaurants, etc. 5. English is the main language; 6. No cholera, malaria, etc. and 6. Homes are cheap. I'm also like 20 years behind on vacations---work work work, we should work to live, not live to work. Who can help me live? :) Been to Hawaii, Tahiti, Mexico, Southern France. Those were beautiful but, other than Hawaii lol, English wasn't all that common, so communications a bit challenging, even though I know some Spanish and French, and of course, over time, will learn any language, but for communications needed in maintaining/building biz, prefer not to have start one step behind. Thanks 10x for your experience and recommendations based on first-hand experience from world travelers.

What is your favourite beach in the whole world and why? I like Whitehaven Beach in Australia. The most beautiful white sand and clear blue water. It's paradise...

So you know why is california better than texas? I sure DO! When it comes to big states, there can only be one king (sorry, New York). The real competition comes down to California vs. Texas -- a battle of red vs. blue, good vs. evil, surfboards vs. 10-gallon hats, avocados vs. Texas toast. The big-state debate has been revived this month thanks to Trends Magazine, which poses the question: Which state, California or Texas, is the blueprint for America's future? We'd love to read the full article and get Trends' insight, but its website costs $195 per year, so we'll just have to take matters into our own hands. Let's simplify the discussion for everyone who can't afford Trends' absurd subscription price. Texas sucks. California is king. Here are 10 reasons to prove it. No. 10 -- People Want to Come Here Would you rather see the Golden Gate Bridge or the Alamo? How about Hollywood or the George Bush Presidential Library and Museum? The San Diego Zoo or the Fort Worth Zoo? People don't really visit Texas. You can only go to Cowboys Stadium so many times. Come to California and see Yosemite, Fisherman's Wharf, Wine Country, Lake Tahoe, Disneyland, Joshua Tree, Alcatraz, the Gaslamp Quarter and Sequoia National Park. In the mood to see it all, hop in the car and take the Pacific Coast Highway in any direction. No. 9 -- Big States Don't Cry When political life gets tough, we call emergency legislative sessions. We make tough cuts. If things are going south, we hold a recall election. Make fun of budget woes if you must, but we'll get through it -- and we'll do it with dignity. When things get tough in Texas, Gov. Rick Perry throws a hissy fit and threatens to secede from the United States. Grow up, Texas. Plus, Perry's just crying wolf. No. 8 -- Our Waistlines Are Under Control Everything in Texas is bigger -- including Texans. When it comes to 2008 state obesity rates, Texas scored a 28.3. California scored 23.7. Dear Texas, call us when your pants fit. No. 7 -- Hit the Beach Texas has a few beaches, sure. (We know, we know, 600 miles of shoreline.) But there's a reason we're famous for ours and they're not famous for theirs. The California coastline is host to the most beautiful beaches in the country. Dare we say it -- the world. Plus, our best beaches are generally a short drive from where people actually live (think La Jolla, Malibu, Santa Barbara, Half Moon Bay). Texas' biggest claim to beach fame is probably South Padre Island, and while it is admittedly quite lovely, it's also a major spring break destination (yuck) and really difficult to get to. No. 6 -- World's Toughest Governor Despite Texas being the land of unadulterated machismo, our governor can beat up your governor. So, there. No. 5 -- We Have Options Californians have options. Getting bored of San Diego? Drive an hour and try Mexico. Got a case of the Sacramento blues, you're just moments away from Lake Tahoe. Los Angeles not doing it for you? Within an hour's drive, Angelenos can hit mountains, the Pacific, or perhaps the desert. Not in the mood for those options? Extend your driving time and make a break for Vegas. Oh, sweet Vegas. Seriously, Texas. Our neighbor is Las Vegas. Your neighbor: Oklahoma. No. 4 -- Plenty of Eye Candy Texans have gun racks. We've got guns. And racks. We're hot, we know it and just in case, there are enough plastic surgeons here for every Californian to look gorgeous. And if cosmetic surgery isn't your thing -- don't worry -- we have plenty of therapists too. No. 3 -- We Actually Invent Stuff Yes, Texas is enticing businesses away from California to its land of fewer tax headaches, but send us a telegram when Texas invents something. Sure, it makes financial sense to set up shop in Texas, but the Lone Star State will always live in our innovation shadow. Google can put its headquarters anywhere in the world -- they put it in California. Apple, HP, Twitter, Intel, YouTube, MySpace, the Gap, eBay -- companies that actually changed the way the world does business are in California. We may not cut the best tax deals, but we have a lock on creativity. We make movies, music, theatre and television. Hell, we invented blue jeans. No. 2 -- It's All About the Weather Texas wins! But only in the number of tornadoes, with an average of about 140 per year. Words like "Mediterranean" and "I can't believe it's January" are used to describe California weather. If you like cold, we have mountains for that, too. Arid, humid and "I miss California" are terms often used to describe Texas' weather. No. 1 -- California Isn't Home to George W. Bush We gave the world Ronald Reagan, and you gave us George W. Bush. Worst. Trade. Ever. (; Woah, I would never type all of this hahaha. Copy and paste dude. Hahaha Woah, I would never type all of this hahaha. Copy and paste dude. Hahaha

If America is the best country then why is everything so stinking expensive? Okay,don't get me wrong I am an American but unlike most Americans I have traveled the world and have had a huge awakening.Remember the world is a book and those who don't travel only read one page.I see these people on TV talking about the U.S. being #1 one and if you ask most Americans they will say it outright without a doubt that America is #1.It's Like asking the question is almost foolish.My question is,do Americans think that in schools around the world are teaching their students to believe that America is the best country?If you think so you are not thinking correctly.Just like my friends from Australia,Norway,Sweden,UK,Canada etc....have said to me"Don't you think that we are all taught that our countries are the best in the world?'I have lived in Thailand for 6 years and it is far from perfect but in other ways it's close to paradise.I came home last year to California and could not believe how expensive everything is and I want to know why.In Thailand I can stay in a beautiful hotel on the most beautiful tropical beaches in the world and pay between 10 to 25 dollars a night.A Coke cost about 25 cents here,cigarettes about a dollar and expensive food is 8 or 9 dollars,cheap food can be under a buck for a complete meal.My rent for a fully furnished nice house w/exotic fruit trees,fish pond,built in bbq in a beautiful subdivision w/ private security,restaurants even a French one,Olympic swimming pool,shops,tennis courts,B.B. courts all for $115.00 a month.When I was in LA a Coke was 2 bucks and my hotel was 150 a night.I go to the store and buy a few things and $25.00 was gone.In Thailand I can eat for days and days on $25.00.When I walked and drove around America the only thing I could feel was anger and animosity towards the U.S. government for letting the American people get ripped off so bad.If you've never left the country then all is normal for you but when you see how cheap the world really can be and how in many ways European countries(even though expensive) have far batter systems(to a degree) than America has it makes you see America in a new light and it makes you angry.

Why is the U.S. so expensive? Okay,don't get me wrong I am an American but unlike most Americans I have traveled the world and have had a huge awakening.Remember the world is a book and those who don't travel only read one page.I see these people on TV talking about the U.S. being #1 one and if you ask most Americans they will say it outright without a doubt that America is #1.It's Like asking the question is almost foolish.My question is,do Americans think that in schools around the world are teaching their students to believe that America is the best country?If you think so you are not thinking correctly.Just like my friends from Australia,Norway,Sweden,UK,Canada etc....have said to me"Don't you think that we are all taught that our countries are the best in the world?'I have lived in Thailand for 6 years and it is far from perfect but in other ways it's close to paradise.I came home last year to California and could not believe how expensive everything is and I want to know why.In Thailand I can stay in a beautiful hotel on the most beautiful tropical beaches in the world and pay between 10 to 25 dollars a night.A Coke cost about 25 cents here,cigarettes about a dollar and expensive food is 8 or 9 dollars,cheap food can be under a buck for a complete meal.My rent for a fully furnished nice house w/exotic fruit trees,fish pond,built in bbq in a beautiful subdivision w/ private security,restaurants even a French one,Olympic swimming pool,shops,tennis courts,B.B. courts all for $115.00 a month.When I was in LA a Coke was 2 bucks and my hotel was 150 a night.I go to the store and buy a few things and $25.00 was gone.In Thailand I can eat for days and days on $25.00.When I walked and drove around America the only thing I could feel was anger and animosity towards the U.S. government for letting the American people get ripped off so bad.If you've never left the country then all is normal for you but when you see how cheap the world really can be and how in many ways European countries(even though expensive) have far batter systems(to a degree) than America has it makes you see America in a new light and it makes you angry.

Good short story from a student? Hi I've been teaching a student of mine to write descriptive short stories. I believe he has progressed. I would like for you to tell me what you think of his writing, please: Make your own comments. Be as critical as you wish. While Joe stood on the balcony of his 2nd floor apartment, he looked down upon the street, noticing the vast number of tourists, hippies and middle aged men all enjoying the sun, all looking like they haven’t worked in years, and all looking so relaxed. Joe had just bought an apartment facing the busiest and most beautiful beach in Miami, Florida. His change of lifestyle came about through luck: he won lotto. The amount he won is irrelevant, but it is enough—- enough for him, enough for his friends, and enough for his family to all live a life of which most cannot even dream. About a month after he won, he left his friends and family to pursue a different, more vibrant life here, in Miami. Excited about his new home, he left his building to have a closer look at what he had seen from above. With his spirits high, he strolled down the main street of Miami, gasping at the countless skyscrapers and the idyllic scenery before him: on the other side of the road was a small concrete wall, which separated Miami’s city life—drug dealing, crime, business, banking, and prostitution—from the illustrious beaches which rested above a mesmerizing blue ocean, a blue that was illuminated intensely by the oppressive rays of the mid-afternoon sun. He was ecstatic to be in Miami and away from his less than desirable, mundane life back home; he yearned for a life of excitement, envisioning a life of wealth and prosperity immersed in a life of excitement--- even if the excitement were fuelled by crime. Fixing his purple swayed suit top, he walked to the entrance of a bar he spotted only seconds away from his building. Because of the amazing location, the bar was held in high-esteem by the public, especially the tourists, and was the destination for the rich and famous to flaunt their riches till the early hours of the morning. The facade was amazing: two creamy-white pillars enveloped a grand entrance, with a live band situated to the left of the entrance playing melodic jazz, a harmonious tune that filled the air with appreciation from the patrons. Inside the bar were shiny white walls boasting over-priced paintings, which looked like splodges of paint smeared across a canvas by an infant on crack. Above the bar was an excessively large, crystal chandelier overhanging a bar the size of a small pool. The room was filled with handsome, upper-class, middle-aged men in suits—suits that screamed class, pretentiousness and power. Alongside of them were their beautiful, younger women standing in silence as the men talked business and money. Despite the ostentatious behaviour that all men in the bar displayed, Joe liked the thought of now being one of them: one who treats his woman like a trophy; one who allows a girl’s presence for the possibility of a hand job in the restrooms; and one who is so filthy rich that they risk fame, fortune and reputation to grow their fortunes, only to find out that money does in fact buy happiness. Taking off his Gucci sunglasses and placing them on top of his greased-back hair style, he re-arranged his tie awkwardly as he walked to the bar to order a celebratory drink for his new-found fortune and new apartment in one of most amazing cities in the world. Upon ordering, he noticed a striking younger woman, sitting at the bar on her lonesome, showing a presence that all women would envy, stealing the men’s attention away from their own wives and sophisticated conversations which they formerly seemed to be so engrossed in. In Joe’s opinion, she was the most gorgeous woman in the room; in fact, he thought she was the most gorgeous woman in most rooms. Her uniqueness and gracefulness drew him in with unstoppable force as she glowed brighter than the many lights encircling the bar. She began to tap her ring-less fingers to the slow, soft beat of the bass guitar that reverberated around, and contributed to, the warm surroundings. It was the perfect moment for him to go and make conversation with her, he thought. And he had a confidence, brought on by his fortune, which he lacked in the past. He was a good looking man, young and sociable. He was taller than most of the men in the bar, which he realized as he walked through the many conversations going on around him. Smiling nervously at his new found love, hands shaking slightly, he walked over to her and said hello. Unexpectedly, he received a warm and inviting ‘hello’ in return. With little else to say, he decided to be gentlemanly, so he introduced himself with a soft hand-shake and a kiss on her hand. Blushing slightly, she proceeded to tell him her name: “I’m Sophia, she said, speaking softly but with confidence and assertiveness all the while. Hi, Sarah. Just thought I would let you know that it is not a run-on sentence. It is perfectly grammatical: Adverbial clause Main clause Participle phrase Participle phrase Oh, and my student is 14.

Spanish translation pleeeeaaasssseee thanks!? What do you think of when someone talks about visiting the most beautiful place in the world? For me it’s a place in San Diego, California called Coronado. One of the world’s most famous hotel resorts is located here. It is called The Hotel Del Coronado. Coronado is one of the most famous tourist spots in the United States and one of the most beautiful. The only way to get there is over the Coronado Bridge which provides you with a spectacular view of downtown San Diego and Pacific Ocean in the background. Once on the island, you are struck with a beautiful laid back beach atmosphere. The smell of the Pacific Ocean engulfs you as you drive down the main road to the resort. The view of palm trees and small beach shops and restaurants line each side of the road. As you drive farther down the street the famous red castle top of the resort catches your eye. More and more palm trees and vast tropical plants line the road leading into the resort. Upon entering the resort, there is a large chandelier hanging from the ceiling in the lobby. The hotel is one of the oldest wooden hotels in the world and the smell of the aged wood is spectacular. The hotel is right on the beach so it offers a beautiful beach view. The rocky, jagged coastline of California is one of the most beautiful things you will ever see. Spend a week at Hotel Del Coronado and you may never want to leave.

What are your thoughts on "the most beautiful girl"? [Its a poem and I did not write it.] No, she’s not Diana Hayden nor is she Sushmita Sen, Not even Aishwarya Rai, Who is this girl then? No, she does not flash her legs nor walk down the aisle semi-nude For her such things are unthinkable, sacrilegious and downright rude Miss World, Miss Universe, Miss “Anything”, She does not aspire to be She shuns all kinds of publicity in privacy she would rather be Never in a swimming costume will she for a camera pose Yes, she’s the ‘girl in hijaab’ more beautiful than a rose! Those who’re ’stripped’ of modesty will ’strip’ for any cause Whether on a lonely beach or in front of a full house In their naked greed they dance In pursuit of earth’s glory Is there a thing more vulgar than a woman devoid of modesty? In the name of freedom all moral values are now defined Vulgarity, nudism, nakedness are steps to fame that wind Those who are of rotten minds call it freedom of “female” species Yet, they exploit them a-plenty, whenever and wherever they please. But for their terrible transgressions maybe they are not fully to blame, The Muslims forgot their duty and let them live in shame Incumbent upon the Muslims it was to promote good and stop all vice If they had done their duty such situations wouldn’t arise Back to our girl in hijaab much loved in Allah’s sight She is darling of all the angels Heaven beckons to her, by right She’s a simple Muslim Girl Yet more beautiful than a full moon The brightness of her face is all “Noor” can there be a greater boon? Modesty is her birth right without it, she’d feel lost “Shamelessness” is a Devil’s tool that she avoids at any cost No, she does not commit sinful acts nor to base desires give vent In studies, salah, zikr and tilawat much of her time is spent In obedience of Allah’s commands she does all the things wise And the riches that she scorns befits a “Princess of Paradise” Our beloved Prophet (PBUH) said modesty is a part of faith For those who follow not we solemnly lay a wreath No, she’s not Diana Hayden nor she is Sushmita Sen Nothing on earth would entice her Rupees, Dollars or Yen! Salaams.

Next summer plans...your opinion? So.. I want to go on an adventure next summer. Corresponding with the wilderness ventures website (ITS AMAZING!), I found a couple trips that I can't quite decide on choosing. Trip 1: International Adventure -Austrailia & Fiji. It look amazing and I've always wanted to go to Austrailia. Though, I've heard that the Austrailian waters are very dangerous. This trip is 28 days! Trip 2: Community Service Adventure -Fiji. This would be a really fun trip and it's 17 days. I actually want to go on a longer trip, but it's less expensive and it is of 60 hours community service! This would greatly benefit me, but I can't decide if I should do the most fun, or the most beneficial and still fun. Trip 3: International Adventure - Tahiti, Fiji, New Zealand. When I saw this trip I know it would be the most exciting. From scuba diving, sailing to surfing the most beautiful beaches, I know I'd have an experience of a lifetime traveling across the world for 28 days!! Quite a chunk out of my summer though! Trip 4: Community Service Adventure - Ecuador & Galapagos. This is the most expensive of the trips, but I know it would be quite an experience! It's the only one of the trips not including scuba diving, but you do still get to snorkel and see volcanoes! This trip is 22 days. I am sure all of these choices would be exciting and would make me a different person, but I can't decide which would be best for me. Maybe if I read your opinions it would help, yet not influence mine. What would you choose and why?

Does architecture have an importance for us? Architecture is representing in many different ways. Many people would say that study of architecture is a waste of time; other ones would say that it is important because we live surrounding the architecture. Architecture is an art in some way, but it is not in another one because architecture becomes real. Architecture is more than a drawing or painting. Architecture is where we live. The only art which could be real is the sculptures, but painting and drawing are just imagination. Architecture makes the imagination to real form. Moreover, architecture makes the environment where we live. Many people would argue that there are more important professions in the world as Civil engineering which is taking control over construction. Also, Civil engineering comes from Architecture; what happens is that civil engineering developed different areas in construction as Transportation or Water dams which come from the urban development. Of course, those designs are simple for architects but those designs need knowledge to do them. Therefore, they don’t need architects in those works. But architects never argue about it. Spite of that, architects are continuing doing their basic work on only buildings. Another point is that Architecture is beauty and beauty attracts us because nobody wants to live in an ugly building. Everybody wants to live in the most beautiful house in the world, the best apartment. Architecture is like a man looking for a woman. The man always goes for the beautiful girls first. Another point is traveling. What are the reasons to travel? Of course, sometimes to go to beach or natural places to relax, but why do people go to Italy or Spain or France? There is something different in those countries compared to your country. Do those countries have something that your country doesn't have? That’s reason why architecture is important too, because we travel for that to see the different architectures in the cities around the world. What is the reason to go to Venice? Venice is not comfortable city. Hence, people go to see the architecture. Why is Dubai investing in architecture? Because they want people to go there and to go there, they need architecture. Furthermore, architecture has become a luxury for many people. Of course, there are always luxuries because good works are not easy. It is like to buy an Armani Jacket or a GAP Jacket. Which one do you prefer? Which one is better? Of course, Armani because they are more specialized in the good quality of a product. Right now, architects are not seen as professional and important career. People see their role like a hobby or pastime. If architecture would be appreciated; would architects earn those salaries? There are many questions to wonder in this world and that is one. Currently, architects are treated like nothing and people don’t care about them.

Can i get you opinion on my English story assignment? Sitting on my mountaintop. My Precipice. My one true escape. You see, i created this abstract existance. All you see around me, is not mine, but i created it. It is not mine to tamper with as i see fit. It is for everyone, to be free. Noone is truely free anymore. Not unless they are here. Unbound from the shackles of modern life, advertising, media, government control. I am here to free you. There is a war going on for your minds. Cover girl cutouts throw up pop-up ads Infecting victims with silicone shrapnel. No more shall your minds be poisened, will your thoughts be mummified, no more shall you cower in weakness to the irational thoughts of the government. What i am, is what you can be, free. Ever wanted to Watch the sunset in Hawii, Ride a gondala in Venace, Have a 4 course meal in France and dessert in Belgium? How about all in one evening? My world, can change to be whatever you want. Would u like to be famous, have people adore you and do anything for you? Have people fired and rehired again by the nod of your hat brim. Would you like to live in Multiple, giant, million dollar mansions, each with 3 swimming pools, 8 bedrooms and 4 purple billiards tables. A simple home life? Wife and 2 kids, a stunning private home situated on Lake View Drive, 1 km from camp. The super structure of the house, twenty five ancient and weathered Red Rivergum trees - powerful and natural. The entrance side of the house is grand, castlelike and is interestingly faced with stones from the hills. The massive pivot door opens into the huge main room and instantly you see incredible views through the front of the house - which is completely open. Or perhaps relaxing on the beach is more suited to you? Think of the most beautiful beach you've ever dreamt of. The shimmering expanse of endless white that caps the cruciendo of waves and cushions the tide coming in. The oceans eternal rhythm, beating on the shore. On your own island, you have the freedom to enjoy life. However you choose to live it. Your world, the world you know in fact, consists of two parallel worlds: technology-driven Earth, where you reside, and my world. The transition between the worlds is only possible in dreams. I am able to controll this. I in fact, am in a coma. The reason you are watching me, is that i have choson you. For long enough, i have lived alone in this "perfect" place. I have choson you. Because i can see you. I see you are worthy of this life. I have always been able to visit this world, "My Real Home". In my dreams i could fulfill my hearts greatest desires. It was perfect. Now, that i cannot leave, and am on my own, it seems like a nightmare. Everything i want is at my fingertips, but it's hell without anyone to share it with. Now my one true desire, is to desire again.I do not anymore desire i just have. I do not thurst for water, i do not feel my own hunger. I only ache, for companionship. This is why i am calling out to you, I am willing, pleading to you to join me in my empty society. Only now i wish, that i had not jumped, headfirst. Into this dreamland. I wish i could be back, in the real world. I only hope some one is foolish enough to come to me. Can anyone hear me, do you bother to listen? How do i know you are even there anymore. Maybe My World is the reallest thing in all the verses. This means im alone forever.Will someone please answer my pleads, before im killed by my own imagination. There will be no sirens, there will be no screams of witnesses, there will be no tears of mourne at my funeral, for i am alone. Michael Koenigseder it was an open topic assignment. this is for year 10 btw. i didnt really know where i was going with this, i kinda slapped it together a little. could someone help me fix the grammar problems, and maybe sugest a better ending/ conclusion?

I need help with my story, can you read and help correct? Sitting on my mountaintop. My Precipice. My one true escape. You see, i created this abstract existance. All you see around me, is not mine, but i created it. It is not mine to tamper with as i see fit. It is for everyone, to be free. Noone is truely free anymore. Not unless they are here. Unbound from the shackles of modern life, advertising, media, government control. I am here to free you. There is a war going on for your minds. Cover girl cutouts throw up pop-up ads Infecting victims with silicone shrapnel. No more shall your minds be poisened, will your thoughts be mummified, no more shall you cower in weakness to the irational thoughts of the government. What i am, is what you can be, free. Ever wanted to Watch the sunset in Hawii, Ride a gondala in Venace, Have a 4 course meal in France and dessert in Belgium? How about all in one evening? My world, can change to be whatever you want. Would u like to be famous, have people adore you and do anything for you? Have people fired and rehired again by the nod of your hat brim. Would you like to live in Multiple, giant, million dollar mansions, each with 3 swimming pools, 8 bedrooms and 4 purple billiards tables. A simple home life? Wife and 2 kids, a stunning private home situated on Lake View Drive, 1 km from camp. The super structure of the house, twenty five ancient and weathered Red Rivergum trees - powerful and natural. The entrance side of the house is grand, castlelike and is interestingly faced with stones from the hills. The massive pivot door opens into the huge main room and instantly you see incredible views through the front of the house - which is completely open. Or perhaps relaxing on the beach is more suited to you? Think of the most beautiful beach you've ever dreamt of. The shimmering expanse of endless white that caps the cruciendo of waves and cushions the tide coming in. The oceans eternal rhythm, beating on the shore. On your own island, you have the freedom to enjoy life. However you choose to live it. Your world, the world you know in fact, consists of two parallel worlds: technology-driven Earth, where you reside, and my world. The transition between the worlds is only possible in dreams. I am able to controll this. I in fact, am in a coma. The reason you are watching me, is that i have choson you. For long enough, i have lived alone in this "perfect" place. I have choson you. Because i can see you. I see you are worthy of this life. I have always been able to visit this world, "My Real Home". In my dreams i could fulfill my hearts greatest desires. It was perfect. Now, that i cannot leave, and am on my own, it seems like a nightmare. Everything i want is at my fingertips, but it's hell without anyone to share it with. Now my one true desire, is to desire again.I do not anymore desire i just have. I do not thurst for water, i do not feel my own hunger. I only ache, for companionship. This is why i am calling out to you, I am willing, pleading to you to join me in my empty society. Only now i wish, that i had not jumped, headfirst. Into this dreamland. I wish i could be back, in the real world. I only hope some one is foolish enough to come to me. Can anyone hear me, do you bother to listen? How do i know you are even there anymore. Maybe My World is the reallest thing in all the verses. This means im alone forever.Will someone please answer my pleads, before im killed by my own imagination. There will be no sirens, there will be no screams of witnesses, there will be no tears of mourne at my funeral, for i am alone. Michael Koenigseder 3 hours ago - 4 days left to answer. Additional Details it was an open topic assignment. this is for year 10 btw. i didnt really know where i was going with this, i kinda slapped it together a little. could someone help me fix the grammar problems, and maybe sugest a better ending/ conclusion?

Best city in Australia to live in and visit? What do you think is the best city in Australia to live in and the best vity in Australia to visit. The best city in Australia i would have to say to live in is defenitely Perth and even though it's the most isloated city in the world which sucks and it is pretty obring and there is not much to see and do and it is now the most expensive city in Australia to live in it is still by far the nicest city in Australia to live in in terms of standards of living. Perth is a beautiful laidback freindly and relaxed city with lots of beautiful beaches and scenery and it is by far the cleanest biggest city in Australia, and while it is not one of the safest cities in Australia it is still alot safer then Sydney and Darwin which are the most dangerous cities in Australia. It also has the best health care system in Australia, and in a few weeks time i will be going back home there and i am very much looking forward to it and it will get to see my family there again. Especially since i have been away overseas travelling and staying with other family in England and America for the past 6 months. Anway Perth to me Perth is by far tyhe best city in Australia to live in and now for the city in Australia which i think is the best to visit i would say it is defenitely Melbourne because there is so much to see and do in Melbourne such as the Rialto building which is onje of the tallest buildings in the world the MCG the west gate bridge and the imax theatre and there are lots of trams to catch smd there is a nice big shopping mall there aswell as the Yarra river and the Casino complex which has fountains that squirt out from the ground. So anyway thats what i think, what do you think is the nicest city in Australia to live in and which do you think is the nicest city in Australia to visit.

Fast answer...? What time is it now? ( in your area ;) ) It's 8.20 here :P:P:P Try to guess where I am now... you wanna hint ;P? OKs, here's the hint: I am on one of the most beautiful places in the world, its beach is one of the most famous one, and...I do not wanna go home :P ( I am here just for the holidays )! You already know where I am??? Great! Good job!!!

The begining of my story...? I asked one time already, but only one person answered so I decided to try again... I know it is far from perfect but I beg for forgivness since I am not a native speaker. I want to develop this beginning into a short story. * My name is Mika. I would like to tell you my story, partly just because I want to prove that it was no dream. Partly because I am not able to keep it in myself anymore. Six months have passed since then – but I can still remember every detail of it, every sound and scent, every smile and cry, all the beauty and all the darkness. I often miss everything I experienced and felt. But I also know, that in the end I made the right decision. Even though the sense of nostalgia might be the strongest and most painful feeling of this world. * The night was quiet – too quiet for me. It was half past one in the morning and yet I still could not sleep. I lay in the darkness, trying to silence my thoughts, knowing I desperately needed the rest. There was an exam going on in school tomorrow, one too important to ignore. I was afraid of failing. My past had never been clear to me. My aunt adopted me when I was still a baby and when I was old enough to understand, she explained that my parents had died in a car accident. She never went into details though and when I asked her, she would clench her mouth and change the subject. Only once she said something more – but I did not understand what she meant. Auntie thought I didn’t listen then, because she didn’t see me approaching the room. She said something about a cursed forest and Arisu being too reckless. You see Arisu was my mother’s name and so when I heard it I stopped to listen. But my aunt would say no more. Another hour has past and still I could not fall asleep. I turned from side to side, trying to find a comfortable position, but it was useless – I didn’t feel tired in any way. There is something you need to know about the country I live in. Twenty years ago there was a terrible earthquake on Japan’s Hokkaido island. The earthquake was so strong, that a large piece of the island broke away from Hokkaido onto the sea. This piece of land eventually formed a separate state called Mūn-shi. Mūn-shi means in Japanese ‘the moon city’ and we called the island like this, because compared to other countries it is incredibly tiny – therefore it is like a moon compared to the sun. Mūn-shi kept being a part of Japan, but the truth is that the people living here have different ways of being than the people on other Japanese islands. We even wear different clothes, since instead of following the western fashion, the Mūn-shi residents wear a special kind of loose kimono. I was sure by now that I was not able to fall asleep. If so I had no reason to stay in the darkness and watch more hours pass. I stood up from the mattress on the floor and folded my thin blanket. I took off my sleeping robe and put on a navy blue and gray kimono embroidered with a silvery threat. I quickly tied my black hair into a loose bun and moved the rice paper door open. The house was silent. My own shadow flashed on the walls as I stepped quietly on the tatami mats. Auntie had a very deep sleep, so she didn’t hear me opening the front gate and leaving the house. As soon as I found myself outside I heard the voices of sea gulls and the calming sound of waves on the shore. I headed towards the beach, thinking about things my aunt would tell me if she knew what I was doing. She wouldn’t be pleased if she knew how I sneaked out of the house every time I could not sleep. Today was different though, because I really needed a rest. Mūn-shi is a very beautiful island, with forests and beaches… The most beautiful view though, is only seen once every month. The full moon. There is no other country or city which would have this kind of sight. Once the moon heads itself directly over the ocean, the water reflects its rays and creates a sort of silvery mist. Tourists are crazy about this – sometimes it’s the only thing they come here for. I walked along the shore, watching waves wash my footsteps away. I planned to take a stroll, breathe in some fresh air and come back home. But I lost the track of time and didn’t notice how quickly minutes went by. As I kept walking I was too overwhelmed with my thoughts to notice that someone was watching me. It wasn’t until my legs got tired and I decided to rest on the sand, that I saw a pair of beautiful silvery gray eyes staring at me. If I was a smart person I would back away and run home as quick as I could. Possibly screaming. But I wasn’t a smart person, so as soon as I noticed him I froze and stared back. I was frightened but more because of the dragon’s beauty than because of his fangs. The dragon had a long and slender body covered with shiny black hair. His mane fell sideways and partially overshadowed his beautiful eyes. They seemed to be liquid silver. * Opinions?

What do you think about the begining of my story? Hello, I'd like to ask about our opinion about this. I know its not perfect but forgive because I'm not a native speaker. * My name is Mika. I would like to tell you my story, partly just because I want to prove that it was no dream. Partly because I am not able to keep it in myself anymore. Six months have passed since then – but I can still remember every detail of it, every sound and scent, every smile and cry, all the beauty and all the darkness. I often miss everything I experienced and felt. But I also know, that in the end I made the right decision. Even though the sense of nostalgia might be the strongest and most painful feeling of this world. * The night was quiet – too quiet for me. It was half past one in the morning and yet I still could not sleep. I lay in the darkness, trying to silence my thoughts, knowing I desperately needed the rest. There was an exam going on in school tomorrow, one too important to ignore. I was afraid of failing. My past had never been clear to me. My aunt adopted me when I was still a baby and when I was old enough to understand, she explained that my parents had died in a car accident. She never went into details though and when I asked her, she would clench her mouth and change the subject. Only once she said something more – but I did not understand what she meant. Auntie thought I didn’t listen then, because she didn’t see me approaching the room. She said something about a cursed forest and Arisu being too reckless. You see Arisu was my mother’s name and so when I heard it I stopped to listen. But my aunt would say no more. Another hour has past and still I could not fall asleep. I turned from side to side, trying to find a comfortable position, but it was useless – I didn’t feel tired in any way. There is something you need to know about the country I live in. Twenty years ago there was a terrible earthquake on Japan’s Hokkaido island. The earthquake was so strong, that a large piece of the island broke away from Hokkaido onto the sea. This piece of land eventually formed a separate state called Mūn-shi. Mūn-shi means in Japanese ‘the moon city’ and we called the island like this, because compared to other countries it is incredibly tiny – therefore it is like a moon compared to the sun. Mūn-shi kept being a part of Japan, but the truth is that the people living here have different ways of being than the people on other Japanese islands. We even wear different clothes, since instead of following the western fashion, the Mūn-shi residents wear a special kind of loose kimono. I was sure by now that I was not able to fall asleep. If so I had no reason to stay in the darkness and watch more hours pass. I stood up from the mattress on the floor and folded my thin blanket. I took off my sleeping robe and put on a navy blue and gray kimono embroidered with a silvery threat. I quickly tied my black hair into a loose bun and moved the rice paper door open. The house was silent. My own shadow flashed on the walls as I stepped quietly on the tatami mats. Auntie had a very deep sleep, so she didn’t hear me opening the front gate and leaving the house. As soon as I found myself outside I heard the voices of sea gulls and the calming sound of waves on the shore. I headed towards the beach, thinking about things my aunt would tell me if she knew what I was doing. She wouldn’t be pleased if she knew how I sneaked out of the house every time I could not sleep. Today was different though, because I really needed a rest. Mūn-shi is a very beautiful island, with forests and beaches… The most beautiful view though, is only seen once every month. The full moon. There is no other country or city which would have this kind of sight. Once the moon heads itself directly over the ocean, the water reflects its rays and creates a sort of silvery mist. Tourists are crazy about this – sometimes it’s the only thing they come here for. I walked along the shore, watching waves wash my footsteps away. I planned to take a stroll, breathe in some fresh air and come back home. But I lost the track of time and didn’t notice how quickly minutes went by. As I kept walking I was too overwhelmed with my thoughts to notice that someone was watching me. It wasn’t until my legs got tired and I decided to rest on the sand, that I saw a pair of beautiful silvery gray eyes staring at me. If I was a smart person I would back away and run home as quick as I could. Possibly screaming. But I wasn’t a smart person, so as soon as I noticed him I froze and stared back. I was frightened but more because of the dragon’s beauty than because of his fangs. The dragon had a long and slender body covered with shiny black hair. His mane fell sideways and partially overshadowed his beautiful eyes. They seemed to be liquid silver. * I dont think I can post more because it seems I have finished my limit ;) Still, what do ou think about it

What is the most romantic experience/moment you ever had? Or write about a romantic scene you wish would happen. Name your sign to see what each sign's view on romance is. I can't say much, i don't have a bf, well i can still dream. So im just gonna write about a romantic scene, the casual beach one rewritten epic-ly ^-^. You are walking on a secluded beach at midnight, hand in hand, the sound of waves echoing in your ears. The clear night sky omits a faint but entrancing hint of moonlight, giving a soft but radiant glow on your partners face; revealing the most beautiful eyes. You are cut off from the real world which is now just a blur. You stare longingly into your partners eyes. The faint noises in the background retreating with every slow, deep breath. Suddenly, no longer breathing, you stop. Wondering why you subtly glance at your partner realising he, with his mysterious, yet penetrating eyes is slowly but steadily inching closer. Dropping the sweet-smelling rose you once were clutching, you experience a long, yet sensual kiss.

What do u think of my pick up lines? How much does a polar bear weigh? Enough to break the ice- can I get your number? Hi. I don’t want to try to use some clever pick up line, so can I buy you a drink? Here i will make things easy. I’ll give you my phone and i’ll call you. I have had a really bad day and it always makes me feel better to see a pretty girl smile. So, would you smile for me? Hi. I just wanted to say I think you are really pretty, and I’d like to buy you a drink. When you look into the mirror holding up a dozen roses, you see the 13 most beautiful things in the world. I’m feeling kind of insecure right now. Could I have a hug? Can i get your picture to prove to all my friends that angels really do exist? Do you have a map? Because I keep getting lost in your eyes. Excuse me can I borrow your cell? it is an emergency. My mom told me to giver her a call the first time I fell in love. Does your watch have a second hand? I want to know how long it took for me to fall in love with you. Let’s make like a fabric softener and snuggle. Is your dad a thief or something? Because someone stole the stars and put them into your eyes! I wish I were a tear so i could start in your eyes, live on your face, and die on your lips. I think I need to call heaven because they’ve lost one of their angels. You look like my first wife. And I’ve never been married. Hello, I’m a thief, and I’m here to steal your heart. Hello. Cupid called. He says to tell you that he needs my heart back. I dropped a tear in the ocean, the day I find it is the day I’ll stop loving you. If beauty were sunlight, you’d shine from a million light-years away. If beauty were time, you’d be an eternity. If beauty were water you’d be the ocean. If a star fell for every time I’ll think of you, the sky would soon be empty. I think you’ve got something in your eye. Oh never mind, it’s just a sparkle. Oh, that’s why the sky is so gray today. All the blue is in your eyes. I don’t know how to say this but I think you have stolen my heart. i must be a snowflake because I’m falling for u. Do you like bananas or blueberries? I wanna know what kind of pancakes to make in the morning. I’m a thief, and I’m here to steal your heart. I’d walk a million miles for one of your smiles. When I marry I wonder if God will be mad that I stole one of his angels. Hi. You must be a broom, cause you just swept me off my feet! I would say God bless you but it looks like He already did. Is there a rainbow today? I just found the treasure I’ve been searching for! Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? Do you believe in love at first site, or should I walk past you again? If I followed you home, would you keep me? What time do you have to be back in heaven? If I told you you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? If beauty were a grain of sand, you’d be a million beaches. You are so beautiful that I would marry your brother just to get into your family. If I had a garden I’d put your tulips and my tulips together. My neck hurts. Because as soon as you walked by i whipped my head! I would buy you a drink but I would be jealous of the glass. Excuse me…do you have a band-aid? Because i think i scraped my knee when i fell for you… do you know CPR? Because you just took my breath away. Hi. Do you sleep on your stomach? Then can I? I lost my teddy bear. Will you sleep with me? I think I must be dying because I’m looking at Heaven. Are you a magician? Because ever time I look at you, everyone else disappears. I’ve been trying to see some stars tonight, but how can I when you are shining so bright? Are you tired? because you’ve been running through my mind since I got here. I'm not gona use them

Where would you most like to live? I haven't been all over the world. I've only been to England, Dubai, India, Germany, and France. But from what I've seen, I'd love to live in Dubai. Glitz, glamor, attractive beaches, amazing skyscrapers, BEAUTIFUL women, and awesome nightlife. It's a mix of New York and Miami, but in the middle-east.

What do you think about Albania? What do you think about Albania Albania is in the heart of the Mediterranean, on the Adriatic and Ionian Seas, Albania is fast becoming one of the world’s most interesting getaways. Still relatively unspoiled by globalization, tourists will notice an inspiring mixture of civilizations and cultures - making this European country truly unique. Nestled in between Greece, Macedonia, Kosovo, and Montenegro, and across the Adriatic from Italy, Albania boasts blue and turquoise seas, beautiful beaches, snow peaked mountains, rivers, lakes, and forests. As well as stunning nature, Albanians themselves are famous for their hospitality, and tourists are welcomed with heart-warming generosity. Albanian history and culture is fascinating. Butrint, one of the world’s archeological wonders - and a UNESCO World Heritage site - in the south of Albania provides a glimpse of Mediterranean civilization from the Bronze Age through the Greek, Roman, Byzantine, Venetian and Ottoman periods - all atop a cliff overlooking Corfu. It’s not to be missed! Home of both Mother Theresa and the great 15th Century hero Skanderbeg, Albania today offers not only beach and mountain holidays, but also a vibrant city life, a relaxing outdoor cafe culture and you will see that it’s quickly evolving in a myriad of directions http://www.lezha.eu

Does CNN make journalism or is it pure vandalism? The (distorted) world according to CNN: India: a miserable country, where everybody lives in the middle of a lot of waste. All the children are prostitutes (the land of lost children). This crazy and dirty people have a strange and demoniac religion that makes them to take a shower in the sewerage system. Great Britain: land of the Queen, drag queens and Tony Blair (gradual increase). China: the most beautiful democracy in the world. Russia: another miserable and anti-American dictatorship. Mexico: Where is it? Is it an American island? Brazil: 50% of the people live in the jungle. The other half lives in caves with a lot of waste inside. And don’t forget the prostitutes along the beach (and their mad dictator, Lula). Iraq: In the beginning, they were demoniac apes. Today they are odd people that explode everything. Their soul will be saved by the American’s mercy. Iran: a mad immoral Arabian country, where women are tortured. They are the reincarnation of devil Venezuela: a giant and important South American state controlled by a small and obese Ompa-Loompa. Africa: a country where everybody lives with gorillas and giraffes. There is an extreme problem with mosquitoes (it seems that they love to walk in your face). USA: a benevolent country where everybody just thinks and talks about war. Who will be the next victim?

Isn't California the best state ever?!? I mean like, we have sandy beaches with warm weather and we even can surf in winter! Not to mention that we are the most energy efficient state in like the U.S. Also, while living in California, you can atually meet stars like Angie, Jennifer, Cameron, etc....And California has the best dining ever! You can try out many kinds of kind in L.A and we have the most beautiful people in the world.

Why do people/media make it seem like there are more ugly people than there are? My whole life I've lived in a very isolated, conservative place and never spent much time in public, but I've been traveling a lot recently for long periods of time. Around Asia, Africa, Europe, and America (I'm not American). I'm interested in Psychology and Sociology and subjects like that, so I often glance at random people at the street or beach and have met tons of different people at many different social gatherings, and I'm surprised to find that most people actually look good. Sometimes you find someone with an unfortunate face, complexion, or slightly higher-than-average body weight, but looking at people's faces, it's rare to find someone truly 'ugly' or 'fat'. It's not that rare to find beautiful women and men, which surprises me (I told you I was from an isolated place). From what I've understood from people and the media, lots of people are ugly or fat and only a few blessed people are good-looking and those people get all the attention. But from all the many things I've seen, different skin colors, hair colors, eye colors...it doesn't really matter, everybody looks OK, and in my opinion quite a large number of people who might be classified as 'normal' are beautiful. In the media magazines and gossip sites have lists of beautiful people and 'most beautiful women in the world' and things like that, even though you see women and men who look just as good - if not better - walking down the street or hanging out at beaches, bars, cafes, malls, restaurants, museums...I'm currently in Barcelona and I go out a lot. Everyplace I go I see minimum fifteen really beautiful people and many more good-looking ones. At school, lots of the kids were good-looking, but some of the girls and boys who were considered unattractive had the opportunity to be attractive if they simply changed their hairstyles, removed their braces, or got better skin care for example. People tell me it's just I have an open mind in regards to beauty. But are some people really that narrow-minded? @DarkestStar: I know that lots of people are larger than they're supposed to be, but I was more of referring to ugliness. Obesity is definitely ugly of course, but sometimes somebody with a potbelly or puppy fat has a nice face, a pretty eye color, a nice smile...the potbelly would be unattractive I agree, especially since it reflects laziness and a lack of control (no offense) but to call the person ugly?

What would you choose for your child? Which one would you choose for your child? Any amendments - i.e. place X but in the coiuntryside, or place X if had XYZ? If you were me, and you had a husband and a 2 year old, which would you choose: Place A Sunny and bright Live next to beautiful beaches There are lots of things to do There are lots of children's activities Schools are good Healthcare is good but expensive Uncharacteristic place to live, urban sprall Highly dependant on having a car Neputistic - very hard to get a job unless you know "someone" Very hard for me to get a job, easpecially part-time On the other side of the world to all your family and friends Culture different from own Better paid job but no work for wife who studied for 5 years at uni and 5 years professionally Here cannot afford to buy a house (which I need as love decorating) unless we live somewhere very isolated and husband has 1-1.5 hr travel to work and may be isolated Childcare is very poor Having to live in a rental in one of worst areas of a good suburb, which means that it is quite small and dark and there is distrubance from.. drunk people, parties outside someimes and some drug related crime, etc The world's most dangerous creatures liver here! Very high cost of living and finding it hard to save enough to fly to see family Place B Historic country Lots of lush green areas Nearer to family and friends Mild climate but rains a lot Much easier to get a job part-time and continue wife's career Childcare is usually a great standard Possibilty of living and working in a town that is mainly travelled by bicycles and public transport which is prefered by us as environmentalists and healthy! Food is much more affordable, and easier to eat healthy and have own allotment Here we could probably buy our own house in a good area Highly muticultural population means you get to meet lots of interesting people Shopping is great - clothes etc Too many immigrants means that country is full to bursting and the welfare system is much abused so that people who do work are supporting a whole plethora of people who don't It's colder and there aren't as many nice beaches - if any It may be very difficult for us to get jobs due to the recession Place B has 4 seasons, very sunny in Summer, Autumn beings fall, Winter ofetn means sharp frosty mornings but still sunny soedays but FREEZING! And sometimes snow Spring is sharp again but snowbless and dafodils come up everywhere and the leaves start to change colour.

I had the most fantastic time of my life, meeting the girl of my dreams on holiday.The feeling is mutual but?? I'm fresh of holiday, been back for 2 weeks now. I went away with some very close friends. A few days into the holiday me and my friends were a sitting at a table ready to go out. Just before we had to leave we all notice some girls at the bar, me being shy in these situations sat back and it wasn't long before one of my friends approached one of the girls. I just remember seeing one of the girls who took a back seat as well. She was stunning, Straight away I could just tell she was everything (to look at) I always wanted. We shared a few awkward moments at catching each other staring at one another. The time had come for us to go out and the girls were staying in tonight as they had jus flew in. I immediately spoke to my friend who had done most of the talking, asking where there from and how long are they staying. There from America I was told and they were there for 7days. Well we had 7days left to do so this made me so happy. That whole night I couldn't stop thinking about her. Here I am in one of the best clubs in the world, alcohol, dancing, girls and im sitting down looking like I don't belong. thinking to myself I must find her tomorrow and talk to her. Anyway the night passed and it was now morning. Me and one of my friends decide to go to the beach and find them. Brilliant there over there, we see all the girls lying down in the sun. But the one im here for is asleep. So we get chatting to the other girls getting to no one another, there are truly a group of lovely girls, very friendly and warm people. We decide to go for a swim in the sea. Finally she wakes up and sees her friends talking to us, she gets into the water and we talk straight away, just small talk, but time just seems to disappear when we were together. So what we done was, we got the girls to come out with us that night. It was the best night of my life, we got to no each other so much, we danced we kissed it was amazing, unforgetable.So the night comes to and end and we all get a cab to the hotel. This beautiful girl on my arm agrees to come back to my room. I wasn't interested in a one night stand, this was so much more than that. All I wanted was to hold her in my arms and show her how I felt about her. She layed in my arms all night, I was in heaven. Over the next few days we were inseparable, we spent every moment we could together, we watched the sunrise, we walked on the beach swam in the ocean, I was falling for this girl. The last night came and I wasn't my usual self with her, we went to a show (the whole gang) and I new the next day I was leaving, flying back to England when the girl of my dreams was flying the other way to America. Devastated. I was getting restless just thinking about it. Sweating my heart was pounding, I had to go to the toilet. I broke down in tears. 23 years of age 6f 2" crying in the men's toilets. My friend immediately came to find me, he new what was wrong, I told him im falling in love with this girl and I don't no what to do. He words were simple, "Donny follow your heart". I rushed back to my girls side held her and made sure our last night together was incredible. I was flying at 3pm the next day, it was now 4am and we were now leaving the club. I asked her if she would like to walk home, She agreed so hand in hand we did. I told her how I felt, how this has never happened to me before. Hearing her voice saying she felt the same way was like an angel talking to me. We talked about running away together there and then, packing our bags and starting a new life. I was so close to doing, I really was. We walked back to the hotel went straight to the beach and watched our last sunrise, it was so beautiful. We slept right there on the beach, her lying in my arms. I woke up at around 10am I think, I woke her up and took her to her bed while I went to my room and packed. My emotions and feelings were everywhere, she phoned me at 12pm to meet down stairs. All I had was 3 hours left with this girl. We went straight to the beach sat on this rock way above everyone else and looked out at sea. I cherished every second. The time came to leave and I wanted to stay strong in front of her, we exchanged numbers emails and face book so we could stay in touch. When I left her she broke down, It was killing me inside to see her like that. just as I left I Looked her in the eyes and said "nothings impossible, I promise you we will see each other again". I got on the bus and broke down, the whole 12 hour trip to get back to my house I cant remember a time when I wasn't crying. My friends all around me wanted to help but didn't no what to say to make it better. I got home and straight away went to my dad, mum and sister, told them this story and asked what I should do. They said the same thing as my friend in the toilet, follow your heart. I think a day or two went by then I got in contact with the girl I was falling for. We talked and said it was for real, not just a holiday romance we wanted to be together dropped everything, my work, my football, this house I was fixing up to stay in. I needed to go see her in America, I went to the travel agents and brought a ticket to go and be with her.Shes so excited we both are. I go on the 22nd of this month, im allowed to be in America for three months until I have to leave.Heres the but, im so nervous about going, not to see her, because when im with her its like nothing else maters to me, I just want to make her happy. She got her whole life there, a different one to what I no. Her family, friends, university. I'm going to a foreign country all alone no friends, haven't a clue what to expect. I'm just following my heart, this girl is my body mind and soul, am I allowed to be nervous??? Any advice is very welcome and im sorry about the essay.

Why can't I be happy anymore? I feel that I've lost faith in mankind. I'm at my favorite place in the world-the beach-and I can't even look at the ocean without crying. I'm on my honeymoon and it should be one of the happiest memiories in the making right now, but I can't stop thinking about that girl. That girl who is my husband's ex-girlfriend. That girl who he still admits to thinking about. That girl who he called and suddenly hung up on 5 days after our wedding just to hear her voice. That girl who seems to have my husband's mind in a chokehold. That girl who everyone admits was wrong for him. She won't leave my mind, and apparently, nor my husband's mind. Can you ever find true happiness with someone? I'm at such a low point where I'm doubting it more and more everyday. Isn't there always going to be 'someone else' or another prettier, smarter, better girl out there than me? He married ME, but still thinks of her, calls her, has dreams of HER. I know he has love for me, but when I doubt every move he makes, every call, text, e-mail, etc. I freak and I cry and I feel like I will never be what she was to him. I can't live my life always second guessing the actions of the one person who I should be trusting of the most. Theres always counseling, but will the thought of her ever leave my mind no matter what breakthroughs a counselor can make for the ongoing of our marriage? He has cheated before in our dating years, although not with 'her' but another past girl. The day I found this out I feel was the day that all hell broke loose, and all trust went out the window. We have talked and talked and talked and no matter what reassuring words he gives me, I feel like its not enough...I mean, it hasn't been enough up until this point for that pain he caused me...because it has yet to leave my head. Can I ever get over this and just unconditionally love the man that I'm married to? I love him, I do, but sometimes I feel that I deserve someone who doesn't make me question everything. I just want to be trusting and 'sure' of everything and not always speculating, and searching for bad news, because almost always, I find it. I just want to be happy with the person I'm with, but I'm not right now, and I'm doubting if I ever will be. I want this marriage to work, but if my feelings, dignity, trust, self-worth are at it's expense, then it just can't be. I have cryed everyday for the past few weeks, with the thought that 'I'm not good enough' because if I was, then I wouldn't be hurt, right? Am I good enough? I don't know if anything in my head makes sense anymore but I'm so unhappy that I can't enjoy this beautiful beach and weather that I'm looking at right now on my own honeymoon. I just want advice and some thought on this. I myself, upon looking at this page, wouldn't have read even half this far, but if you did, thank you. I like knowing that someone out there can read about how I'm feeling, because I'm at the point where I feel that no one else gets it.

Why does fire exhilarate me? It's not just fire, but volcanoes as well. I just can't seem to take my eyes off it, and I get an adrenaline rush like no other! I absolutely love volcanoes and explosions and I think they're the most beautiful things in the world. I used to set a lot of fires, though I've learnt to control them now, and my teacher when I still went to school thought I was a pyromaniac. I've even thought about how to make fire-starting devices and I've made little bombs, and when I used to live near the beach I'd jump out my window to blow things up by the cliffs. Is this normal for anyone? Do I have a problem? Is it serious or not? I know how to keep my fires controlled but sometimes I worry I'll do something stupid, like burn someones home... Thanks.T.x.

Good University in Australia to "Study Abroad" at for Business? Where is a good University in Australia for Studying abroad? I am an American and am REALLY CONSIDERING doing a study abroad SOMEWHERE in Australia in the next year. I want to go to a university that has a fairly easy curicculum for business, is fairly laid back, close to the beach, a half-day's drive from snow skiing (if the skiing is any good down there), I haven't heard much about it, if it's not, ignore this!!! :( and fairly inexpensive for a semester.... I know im dreaming about getting all of these at one school, but close to the beach is a MUST!!! (so is cheap tuition) also, I've heard Australian girls are some of the most beautiful in the world... is this true?!?!?!?! THANKS FOR YOUR HELP!!!!! DAVE I am currently in college as of now also.

need some feedback on the ladies part: valentine related? i made this poem right here and i'm planning to give it to somebody i really like but not yet my girlfriend.here goes imagine this, look up moon's shining way up candlelights and dinner on the beach in a warm summer night, i love how your eyes dances in the flicker of the fire, it catches me on fire, as i send these signals up in the air, we rise up sensual, the times like this could bring the soft sounds echo beyond hearing funny, how your body breaks into rhyme how our music tunes with time so close that it's almost real hoping this will make you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world because that's what you are oh so pretty star goodnight, starlight what you think?too cheesy?too early? i can't make up my mind and it's drivin me sleepless

Is this romantic to you? Me and my boyfriend went to the beach and talked and stuff then at sunset we went in the water together and held each other and kissed and held hands and literally just stared into each others eyes.(He has AMAZING eye's) He would whisper little sweet things in my ear like that I was the most beautiful girl in the world and that he could just stair into my eye's for hours and stuff along those lines and I told one of my friends and she said that it wasn't romantic what do you think??? Be honest.

WEIRD DREAM what could it possibly mean? arghhh!? This is a weird dream and made me pretty pissed and upset thanks in advance for spending your time reading this and possibly offering advice. Okay so first let me explain Jason Mraz is like my biggest crush like ever he is my IDOL like musically he is my idol! Anyway so in the dream I got to meet him for like one day but the whole day it was night out so that was weird and then my mom was there like ruining the whole thing. So we sat together and we didn't say ANYTHING at first and then my mom made me ask some questions and they kinda started giggling at me like anything I would say they would like kinda silently laugh at me which really annoyed me cause this was my one chance to be with my real idol and he wasn't how I thought he was gonna be and he wasn't acting like I thought he ever would in a million years and he didn't understand half the stuff I said and it was annoying so then we go to sit by the edge of the ocean or beach and I asked him what's the most beautiful thing in the world and he points to the sea and it looks pretty and then all these weird sharks and eels and whales come out like onto shore not where we were but like kinda beneath us where we could see them and then there was this one pregnant and it starts dancing and I mean it was realllllyyyy pregnant and then well we both loooovvvvee photography so of course we both grab our cameras but we mix ours up and it takes us a minute to figure out we are both using the others camera and then we miss the shot and so that was really weird and then towards the end of the dream he kinda started acting weird and talking like he was really drunk and it freaked me out and then my mom was like i dissaprove of him he would be a very unfit husband and I was like WHAT? and then he left but like before he left it was like I tried to make out with him but he was like kinda creeped out and didn't kiss back but he let ME kiss him which was weird and then gave me a really weird hug and was kinda nice and was joking around with me a little bit but after that in the dream my mom and I were doing errands and we kept running into him randomly and he wouldnt say hi to me... but he would say hi to my mom afterwards when the dream ended my family went on an odd and very long road trip if that helps at all and the whole dream kinda pissed me off cause ive been waiting a long time to have a dream about meeting him and now i finally did and it sucked! please help me understand what this could possibly mean? (especially the whale/camera part please) thanks sooo much!!!

I'm writitng a letter to a friend about a vacation to Los Angeles. Is there a better way I can write it? Dear Friend, My family and I recently took a two-week vacation to Los Angeles, CA and it were very astonishing. This glorious trip made Los Angeles one of my most memorable places. Los Angeles was a great city with numerous activities for various types of interests. Los Angeles was the least bit muggy and the scenery was majestic and beautiful. The weather was lovely and close to ideal, depending on if it had been a smoggy day, and we did have a few of those on our stay. The beautiful mountains, in Los Angeles, were made for very nice diversions. I also found that Los Angeles is a very busy place with tons of people and appalling traffic. There are also many, many side-streets that could lead you anywhere. Yes, there is a lot of fog, contamination, and traffic but what a fine city to go alone with that! Los Angeles has to be, by far, one of the greatest and unique cities in the world. Los Angeles had an incredible diversity, beautiful beaches and mountains, great nightlife, many wonderful museums and art galleries, and great amusement parks. My favorites became the Venice Beach Boardwalk with great canals and walkways, Third Street Promanade, Griffith Park Observatory, The Grove/Farmers Market, and the Getty Museum. We also visited the Los Angeles Disney World Resort where we had a wonderful time taking pictures, riding rides, watching fireworks, and enjoying every bit of entertainment. Along with that, we dined at five star restaurants that gave us a beautiful view of the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Los Angeles is and always will be a world of its own. Los Angeles has all the entertainment, activities, and excitement you can look for and that's what makes it so amazing. See, my family is into it all: biking, hiking, or anything outdoorsy. We are also into the hot night spots, trendy restaurants, and nice elegant scenery; Los Angeles had it all. We were fortunate enough to visit the various inner cities and beaches in Los Angeles. This place also had a ton of malls and shopping areas that were tremendously vast and different from what we see in a small city. This is the city where you can see and do many different things all at once. The two-week vacation my family and I took to Los Angeles, CA was absolutely amazing. The city has quite a lot to offer with the exciting night life, great restaurants, terrific museums, beautiful scenery and awesome. My family and I have traveled excessively around the world and there is no other city that compares to LA.

Is it safe for a single, white Amerian female to travel alone in Jamaica? Ok, so I've asked a similar question, but mostly on what to do there near Negril. Since I've announced my plans to friends and family, I'v heard nothing but negativity about it. One friend of my mother's, who travels frequently, went so far as to say "you couldn't PAY me to go back to that country", saying they were assaulted when they refused to buy drugs. She practically begged me not to go by myself, saying she'd worry for my life. I mean, geez, I know there's crime in the world, and I know it's in Jamaica. ...But, is it really THAT bad? I just want a quiet, relaxing, beach getaway, to think, write, and enjoy the beauty that is there. I was told not to go out after dark as well. Is that good advice? I mean, not go out at all after dark? Even to sit on the beach? It's disheartening to think that one of the most beautiful places in the world could be thought of so poorly. So...is it safe? Should I do it alone, or wait til someone can join me? What about walking around the country roads..can I do it? Can I walk to a restaurant or something 5 or so miles away alone and not have a problem? I'm not completely naive, but I do like to find the best in people. My mother worries I will befriend just about anyone, which is mostly true, but she says I shouldn't trust anyone if I even go at all. How paranoid is that, or is there some truth to it? Wow, Theatrical...I'm not racist at all. It's a simple question. Why would you wish harm on anyone, regardless of your judgements of them?...If you read my question more closely, you'll find that I love all people..that the concerns are those of my family and friends based on that, and not my own concerns, at all. geez...and they say Jamaica is "laid back"? Wow, guess you're not from there... anyway... BabyBlue...what are "the bad parts" of Jamaica? Thanks, everyone, for answering, even those of you who blindly judge. I plan on going to Negril, as I've heard it's mostly 'country', and that is what I want...not many tourists, and some peace and quiet. Not at all looking for a Jamaican hookup, as I am in a long term relationship, so that's not an issue for me. Just wanna go relax. My mom's heard horror stories, so I had to ask, hoping to ease her mind.

Help with Essay!!!!?? Read my 5 paragraph essay does it sound good? What can i add to make it better? What should I take away? Do you wish to travel and get away from your mundane town? I know your answer is yes. Don't get me wrong it's exciting to travel nevertheless it's not all a perfect experience such as getting homesick and switching schools. So, although many people wish to travel , it is not always an intelligent decision. Even though I really rather not travel it's not such a horrible adept, more like an adventure. For example, I have been to at least fifteen different states. Georgia, Texas, Ohio, Michigan and Arkansas just to name a few. Furthermore states like New York has the most beautiful scenary I have ever laid eyes on. I have also seen the Statue of Liberty in New York. Another great outcome of traveling is that you get to have friends all over the U.S. On the contrary one of the negative effects on traveling is that I get homesick. I would not trade the most ravishing state in the world for sunny bright Florida. When I'm in a diverse state i miss my family and friends in Palm Beach County especially my grandmother. In addition I miss south Florida's beaches and malls. My individual opinion is that there are no beaches superior than Florida's. I also love Florida's themeparks like Universal Studios, Disney World and Busch Gardens. Last but not least I absolutley hate switching school's. Changing school's causes me to get left behind in my schoolwork. For instance, I'm in one school and i have an "A" then when i transfer to another school I have no clue what the teacher is talking about and i end up in the end of the semester with a "C" or "D" knowing that i could've done better if i would have stayed in one school. Not only is my grade suffering but i am also often feeling left out in the unaccustomed new school. In conclusion I recommend next time you want to travel frequently think about it twice especially if your still a student in school because even though it's exhilarating to travel, you'll get homesick and you will have to keep transfering school's. Thanks

Bill Clinton & the Genie? Clinton and Genie Clinton is on the beach at Martha's Vinyard and finds an old bottle washed ashore. When the President opens it and a Genie snakes out. Genie: Hi Bill. I'm a very weak genie, so I can only grant you one wish--it had better be easy if you want me to do it. Clinton: I pray for world peace. Give me that. Genie: That's a little hard, give me something easier. Clinton: Make Hillary into the most beautiful woman in the world? Genie: World peace it is.

Suggested destinations (anywhere in the world)? Really, anyone with an entry-level job can afford to travel around the world if they save up right. But that's not the question. I want you to suggest places for me to see anywhere in the world. Here are my standards: 1.) I'm not religious and I'm not materialistic, so anywhere with just shops and cathedrals won't do. 2.) I like beautiful scenery. Now "beautiful" is a subjective term, and to me, I can find the beauty in mostly everything. 3.) I like to immerse myself deeply into culture. Nothing too similar to the any of the United States. 4.) There has to be stuff to do with more than just my eyes. 5.) I don't like to get repetitive. Not all of it should be beaches, which for many, is the ideal vacation. 6.) I don't like to get repetitive. Not all of it should be beaches, which for many, is the ideal vacation. 7.) Disappointing tourist traps are a no-go. Some tourist traps are worth it, but tourism in some cities is starting to be like Disney World. 8.) I don't drink, so if beer is the only reason it's a hot-spot then there's no reason for me to go. So what are some places that apply to most of this list? Thanks in advance! :) 9) I'm in my twenties

28, married recently, but think about my ex every day. Did I make a mistake? Been married for six months now. Had dated my wife for a year an a half. Before that, I had a 6 year relationship which ended because she fell in love with one of my best friends (he then dumped her for another girl). During the 6 years, she and I both cheated on a couple of occasions. I had cheated on her during times we were far from each other for long periods. So did she. But when we were together, I felt like everything was perfect. I never wanted to let her go, even when she dumped me for my friend (yeah, I was an idiot). But never in my life had I felt something so strong for anyone, I was always looked at her as the most beautiful woman in the world, she was physically perfect, and we both liked the same things. I also felt attracted to ther personality and her intelligence. After that ended, I dated many women, but no serious relationships, I didn´t want to because no one matched her, I compared all the women to her and then felt frustrated because I felt like I would never find someone like her. During this period I would call her every once in a while and asked her out but she wasn´t interested. Shortly before I met my wife, my ex agreed to see me, and we saw each other for a couple of days, I think she wanted to try me, to see what she would feel. But then she went away again and started seeing another guy. This girl is much younger than me by the way, and I was her first serious relationship, I think she loves me, but wanted to live other experiences for a while. During those 2 years that I dated other women, I would not stop thinking about my ex, I would cry everytime I saw photos of our trips. I would have to take sleeping pills every night, otherwise I would not be able to sleep just thinking about her. Sometimes I would think about her during the day and felt so bad I had to leave work and go home and take a sleeping pill that would shut my mind off. Then I started dating this girl. I was not physically attracted to her, nor to her personality, but somehow i felt comfortable with her, she is a well educated girl, as well as her family, and they all had really strong family values (something my ex didnt have). So after 2 years of dating these hot, smart women (which I did not feel good with), and thinking about my ex every day, I gave it a try. I thought that if if started a serious relationship, and eventually got married, I would eventually stop thinking about my ex. But it´s been almost 2 years in this relationship (6 of which have been marriage), and I still can´t get her out of my head. I saw my ex the other day at the beach, she looked stunning as ever. I havent crossed a word with her for more than 2 years. But this day I saw her at the beach we stared at each other, and I think we both felt the same thing.......that we still love each other.......but I wouldn´t dare call her.....I want to respect my wife. Now, I keep wondering, what if I had just waited and let my ex live her life a little and then gave it another try, she is the love of my life. I wonder if I made a big mistake by thinking that if I got married then I would stop thining about her. I don´t feel attracted to my wife, I don´t have strong feelings for her. But I have been succesful in most areas of my life, and am afraid of failure. I don´t want to fail in my marriage, I wonder if I should just try to succeed and keep trying to get over my ex. The problem is, my wife wants to have children, and so do I, but I´m worried that if we do, and our marriage fails later, then the children would suffer. So i wonder if I should just be honest with her and walk away before things get more complicated.......or should I keep trying to make the marriage succeed.

If my boyfriend insults me occasionally, does it mean he doesn't love me? Ok before I tell you the details of this situation, there's one thing you should probably know. I'm really sensitive and probably take things more seriously than I should. Now I'll get to the story. My boyfriend and I have been going out for almost a year, and we do get along pretty well most of the time. He told me a few months ago that he loved me, and I doubt a lot, so I didn't believe him, but didn't tell him this and just said I loved him back because I did. He told me once that this is how he feels about me: he always wants me to be happy, would do absolutely anything for me, would lay down his life for me if he had to, wants to marry me someday, he told me he honestly wants no other girl, isn't interested in other girls, and thinks I'm the most beautiful girl in the world. Pretty cliche if you ask me, but I know he was sincere. Anyway, one day when we were spending time together, I forgot exactly what was said before this, but he called me an idiot and kind of laughed. I was insulted but didn't tell him that until a couple days later and I asked him not to call me an idiot. We went to the beach a few weeks later, and we were walking and I somehow got ahead of him and he said "Your just too stupid to look behind and see that you were ahead of me." I just said "Thanks a lot." And after that I was kinda annoyed with him for that. So why would he do this if he "loves" me? He doesn't do it often...he's only done it a few times, but I find it very inconsiderate of him. He's nice to me more than not, and I am really sensitive, but if he does this at all does it mean he doesn't love me?

Joke: Big orange head? Man walks into a bar and pauses: at the other end of the bar, there's this guy with a big orange head. Just kind of sitting there, mooning into his drink. So the man asks the bartender, "Say, what's up with the guy with the big orange head?" And the bartender says, "It's an interesting story. Buy him a drink and maybe he'll tell it to you." So the man walks over and introduces himself and offers to buy a round. The guy with the big orange head says, "Yeah, I'll bet you want to know the story, huh?" To which the man replies, "Sure, if you don't mind." The man with the big orange head sighs and says, "You know, I've gone over it in my mind a million times. Basically, it's like this: I was walking along the beach one day, when I stubbed my toe on something. I looked down, and there was an antique brass lamp. I picked it up and dusted it off a little -- when all of a sudden this enormous genie pops out! "The genie thundered, 'You have released me from my ten-thousand year imprisonment, and I am in your debt. I will grant you three wishes as a token of my gratitude.' The man at the bar is agape. The guy with the big orange head continues: "So I said, 'Wow, okay. Well, my first wish is to be fantastically wealthy.' "The genie says, 'Your wish is granted.' And all of a sudden I have rings on my fingers and a crown on my head, and my wallet is full of money and a dozen ATM cards and the deed to a mansion in the hills -- I mean, I was loaded! "So I said, 'Amazing! Okay, for my next wish , I want to be married to the most beautiful woman in the world.' "The genie says, 'Your wish is granted.' And the ocean parts, and out walks this gorgeous woman in this beautiful dress, and she takes my hand and we fall in love and the genie marries us right there. It was incredible. "The genie booms, 'You have one wish remaining.'" The man with the big orange head pauses and sips his beer. He says, "Now, you know, this may be where I went wrong. I wished for a big orange head.

I need an explaination for this crazy girl's behavior...? I've known her for a year. I've made my feelings for her clear. She says she can't have a romantic relationship with me because of our different religions and cultures. So now we have this rollercoaster relationship. We've stopped talking several times; but when we are talking; we are extremely close. Calling almost everyday, and despite our busy schedules, we meet to have dinner, maybe take a walk on the beach once a week. We do very romantic things together; but we are not a couple. I am so sick of the fighting. I think she has this fear of abandonment, but it's not like she can't get any guy she wants. I honestly think she's the most beautiful women in the world. When I've left before; she done drastic things like taken a present she was to give me, and burnt it. When she's left; she's changed her number, telling me never to call her again; only to call begging me to come back a few weeks later. We had an argument a few days ago. It seemed like a repeat of our past fights. She'll get angry, say some really horrible stuff about me, and our relationship. She'll say I am a creep, that I am intrusive in her life, she even said my sister (whom she doesn't really know) means more to her than me. But I'll press her and ask..."do we need a break?" And she'll say no, then ask me why I am even with her. This time I said, "I honestly don't know." I'll ask if she wants me in her life, and she says "yes, of course I do! It's obvious I do." Then the next day she'll call and apologize about the things she said. I can accept her apology, but that doesn't mean I forget what she says. She says she wants me in her life, and that I am important to her...so why does she push me away and do these things?

love ! What should I do ? Hi , my name is Viet, 28 years old, accountant . I live in Canada and traveled to Viet Nam last month to visit family. During the last 2 weeks there, I met this girl 20 years old, not really well educated and from a poorer family compare to mine. We were going to the club and my friend introduced her to me. I like her from the first sight, she is tall and pretty. My friend told me she doesn't have bf , I couldn't believe it. So we really had fun together at the club, after that I drove her home by her bike. We went to eat noodle and we just keep staring at each other until the noodle turn really cold and greasy. She wants to take me home first but I decided to take her home and go home by taxi. I tried to kiss her when we say good bye but she refused. I came home. After that day , we saw each other alot. I took her go to park , bar, eating. We were hand in hand and kissing ,hugging. I took her to the beach and stay there for 3 days. We slept together. I went back to Canada ,I called her everyday . I asked her why you don't have a bf, she told me she loved someone at 16 and she was pregnant with him. He took her to the hospital to get an abortion.I don't know why she agreed to do that ( she were crying when telling me this, I couldn't ask, I was in so much pain ) . He( her bf) wanted to keep it secret but she told her family. Her family got angry took her to another city to be faraway from that man. I love her so much , I want to be the first person to be with her. She asked me why I love her , I told her you are the most beautiful person in the world. I asked her the same question : she told me when she with me she feels peaceful. She sent me an email yesterday telling me to stop. She said she love me but she wants me to meet a better girl. I told her not to worry and I will try to work hard to come to back to Viet nam next year. I said to her if she still think that she can make me happy , then don't stop. I keep calling her for the last few days and don't feel the same. I was not happy . I feel down when think of her. I want her to tell me she love me but it seem like it's impossible. I need an advice here, Thank you!

Fantasy/Sci-fi Writers: Tell me about your world...? (+BQ)? My answers are in the brackets. Oh, and my world is Ore. 1. Which historical events changed how things were a great deal? [Eight year old elf-girl Li'adje led slaves south, to the desert, which is the furthest point away from the slave-owners in the world, to freedom. This started the Great South Road - based of off the Underground Railroad, of course! - and began a series of escapes for slaves, taking a route to the desert constantly, and left the elves slave-less forever, as they could not cross the desert terrain without getting lost, eaten, stranded and killed: it was the perfect defence, chosen wisely as a safe-point by Li'adje. ] 2. Which is the most beautiful/famous/liked place/landscape in your world? [ The Turtle Back Islands are somewhat used as a resort now by outlanders, instead of the home for the Peracuezan natives and waterdragons, who have inhabited the twin islands since the first hundred years of Ore. With white sandy beaches stretching up the islands' rounded sides as far as the eye can see and a deep jungle surrounded a single volcano on one island and two on the next, as big as a mountains, with their heads in the clouds, the islands have a destination now for a holiday destination by the rich. ] 3. Who is the most famous figure for an art movement or a leap further into the world's knowledge of science and medicine or making of technology? [ In the art of dance, blind dwarf-woman, Liddya Belnamn, was an Earthwitch. She was taught by her lycan tutor that she could develop a style by keeping her feet on the ground whilst seeming graceful and petite. Liddya succeeded in this and became world-famous as Ore's first blind dancer. This started the movement that inspired and allowed the disabled who wanted to venture into dancing, to develop styles that succeeded in both meeting their needs and made them keep the key in dances such as ballet, which is making them appear light and feathery. ] BQ: How did you come up with your world's name? [ I always had in mind, since I was very little, that fantasy worlds were often referred to as 'the land of Old' - however, I'd mishear the word 'Old' literally all the time, growing up, and hear it as 'Ore'. And that's where I got the actual title for the my world, ha: "The Land of Ore"! The name has always been stuck as that. ]

Why can't I get turned on by boys? I have a boyfriend and I'm really in love with him. He also attracts me physically of course. The thing is that when we go out with the girls like on the beach or something and there are all those hot boys but I never seem to get turned on by this while all my friends do, even those who are in a relationship. But instead of that I can easily get turned on by some women.. it's like I love the female body and I think it's the most beautiful creation in this world but I would never sleep with one, at least not while in a relationship. Why is this happening? I enjoy intimacy with my boy and never think of women while with him.

Is architecture important? Does architecture have an importance? Architecture is representing in many different ways. Many people would say that study of architecture is a waste of time; other ones would say that it is important because we live surrounding the architecture. Architecture is an art in some way, but it is not in another one because architecture becomes real. Architecture is more than a drawing or painting. Architecture is where we live. The only art which could be real is the sculptures, but painting and drawing are just imagination. Architecture makes the imagination to real form. Moreover, architecture makes the environment where we live. Many people would argue that there are more important professions in the world as Civil engineering which is taking control over construction. Also, Civil engineering comes from Architecture; what happens is that civil engineering developed different areas in construction as Transportation or Water dams which come from the urban development. Of course, those designs are simple for architects but those designs need knowledge to do them. Therefore, they don’t need architects in those works. But architects never argue about it. Spite of that, architects are continuing doing their basic work on only buildings. Another point is that Architecture is beauty and beauty attracts us because nobody wants to live in an ugly building. Everybody wants to live in the most beautiful house in the world, the best apartment. Architecture is like a man looking for a woman. The man always goes for the beautiful girls first. Another point is traveling. What are the reasons to travel? Of course, sometimes to go to beach or natural places to relax, but why do people go to Italy or Spain or France? There is something different in those countries compared to your country. Do those countries have something that your country doesn't have? That’s reason why architecture is important too, because we travel for that to see the different architectures in the cities around the world. What is the reason to go to Venice? Venice is not comfortable city. Hence, people go to see the architecture. Why is Dubai investing in architecture? Because they want people to go there and to go there, they need architecture. Furthermore, architecture has become a luxury for many people. Of course, there are always luxuries because good works are not easy. It is like to buy an Armani Jacket or a GAP Jacket. Which one do you prefer? Which one is better? Of course, Armani because they are more specialized in the good quality of a product. Right now, architects are not seen as professional and important career. People see their role like a hobby or pastime. If architecture would be appreciated; would architects earn those salaries? There are many questions to wonder in this world and that is one. Currently, architects are treated like nothing and people don’t care about them.

Dakar, Senegal or Cape Town, South Africa? Hello all! I want to study abroad to Africa (and eventually live all over the continent throughout my life). I'm trying to decide between Dakar, Senegal and Cape Town, South Africa. If any of you have been to either or both of these cities, please tell me what you think of them! Just so you can kind of get an idea about the experience I'm looking for, I'll list what I like about both places, so hopefully your recommendations can be a bit more applicable to my preferences/personality. :) What I Like About Dakar: 1. I could study the Atlantic slave trade. 2. I could practice my French before moving to Paris in 2013. 3. I could take painting and sculpture classes. 4. Less Western. (This is a pro and a con.) 5. I could do a homestay with a Senegalese family. What I Like About Cape Town: 1. I could study apartheid and modern day South African race relations. 2. I could study Xhosa. I love the Nguni languages! 3. I love adventure sports and activities, which CT has in abundance. 4. It's one of the most naturally beautiful cities in the world! 5. I could live with two of my very best friends in the whole world, who are South Africans. :D They do have a little overlap. They both have great beaches for diving, surfing, and chilling. I could also take African Dance classes at either location, which would be soooo fun and a great insight into the culture. What do you think about the two cities?

What do you think of my storyline so far, and what do you think of my writing style? When life gives you lemons… make lemonade. That’s what my dad always tells me when I’m stuck in a crappy situation. But to be honest, I don’t think that advice will work this one out. It feels as if I’ve been given rotten lemons, with no juice left in them, and there is just no point in making lemonade anymore. Only hours ago, I was packing for my summer vacation to France. Yes, France! You know, that country in Europe with the fashion capital of the world, and some of the most beautiful architecture ever created? Well anyways, I was happily packing away, minding my own business, when my dad knocks on my door. I was surprised by this because, to be honest, my dad and I never talk. He’s always busy on his laptop in his office, or he’s at work. It’s always one or the other. “Come in.” I said, wondering what in the world was it that he wanted to tell me. As soon as I saw the expression on his face, I knew it couldn’t be good. My dad always has one look on his face - plain, and bored. But at that moment, it was devastated. I wondered what on earth could have happened for my father to have been so sad. Millions of thoughts ran through my mind as I thought of all the possibilities. Did the fancy hotel that we were staying at in Paris burn down? Did our flight get cancelled? Turns out it was neither of those. It was much, much worse. “We’re not going to France, Anna.” he said with the most stern look I had ever seen. “What? W-w-why?” I asked, sadness sweeping over me. “I got a call from my brother last night. He asked us to visit our homeland for the summer because my grandmother is very ill, this might be our last chance to see her. We‘re going to Ukraine tomorrow.” My grandmother? Our homeland? Ukraine? I could not believe it. Moments ago, I was happily packing for France, and now I’ll be sadly packing for Ukraine? I know that I should have felt some sort of remorse for my great grandmother, maybe some guilt for not wanting to visit her, but I just couldn’t help but think how my birthday present which I had been planning for for months was ruined. This was not right. This was not what was supposed to happen. This was not the way my summer was going to turn out. No way, no how. “But dad! You promised we’d go to France. We’ve been planning to go for months now, and it is a birthday present after all. Ukraine isn’t even my homeland. I know nothing about the place, or the people! We can’t go for the entire summer, we just can’t.” I said stubbornly, trying to fight back. “Well then you can learn about the place and the people this summer. The decision is final, Anna. We’re going.” And with those words, my summer flipped around faster than you could say "France no more!". The airport was crowded when we got there. People were whizzing by carrying huge amounts of luggage and suitcases. I wondered where they were all going to spend their summer vacation. Definitely not Ukraine. Some people wore sunhats and flip flops, as if they were ready to jump on to the beach in some tropic place like Hawaii at the very second. I’ll admit, I was jealous of them. My plain capris and t-shirt definitely did not show any excitement towards where I’m going. My dad is holding a book straight up to his face, as if avoiding eye contact with me. His bony face looks tense and distraught. His short chestnut hair stands up straight and I know that if it grew out a little bit more it will be just as wavy as mine. To be honest, I love my hair. It’s very long and wavy with a golden tint in it from my mom. Another good thing about it is that it covers my chubby cheeks. I was “gifted” as my dad would say with permanent baby fat, just like my mom. My whole life everyone made fun of me because of it, but my dad says that they suit me. What a lie. I think that he said that because they remind him of my mom. She was a beautiful woman, and I will admit that chubby cheeks did suit her. The thing is, she died when I was only a few months old. It was in a car accident back in Ukraine. I think that’s why my dad decided to move to Canada in the first place - to forget the nightmare he lived through of my mom being gone. That’s also probably why we’ve never visited relatives back in our homeland. To be honest, my dad tries avoiding the country every chance he gets. But I guess this was just too much for him.

What do you think of my story so far? When life gives you lemons… make lemonade. That’s what my dad always tells me when I’m stuck in a crappy situation. But to be honest, I don’t think that advice will work this one out. It feels as if I’ve been given rotten lemons, with no juice left in them, and there is just no point in making lemonade anymore. Only hours ago, I was packing for my summer vacation to France. Yes, France! You know, that country in Europe with the fashion capital of the world, and some of the most beautiful architecture ever created? Well anyways, I was happily packing away, minding my own business, when my dad knocks on my door. I was surprised by this because, to be honest, my dad and I never talk. He’s always busy on his laptop in his office, or he’s at work. It’s always one or the other. “Come in.” I said, wondering what in the world was it that he wanted to tell me. As soon as I saw the expression on his face, I knew it couldn’t be good. My dad always has one look on his face - plain, and bored. But at that moment, it was devastated. I wondered what on earth could have happened for my father to have been so sad. Millions of thoughts ran through my mind as I thought of all the possibilities. Did the fancy hotel that we were staying at in Paris burn down? Did our flight get cancelled? Turns out it was neither of those. It was much, much worse. “We’re not going to France, Anna.” he said with the most stern look I had ever seen. “What? W-w-why?” I asked, sadness sweeping over me. “I got a call from my brother last night. He asked us to visit our homeland for the summer because my grandmother is very ill, this might be our last chance to see her. We‘re going to Ukraine tomorrow.” My grandmother? Our homeland? Ukraine? I could not believe it. Moments ago, I was happily packing for France, and now I’ll be sadly packing for Ukraine? I know that I should have felt some sort of remorse for my great grandmother, maybe some guilt for not wanting to visit her, but I just couldn’t help but think how my birthday present which I had been planning for for months was ruined. This was not right. This was not what was supposed to happen. This was not the way my summer was going to turn out. No way, no how. “But dad! You promised we’d go to France. We’ve been planning to go for months now, and it is a birthday present after all. Ukraine isn’t even my homeland. I know nothing about the place, or the people! We can’t go for the entire summer, we just can’t.” I said stubbornly, trying to fight back. “Well then you can learn about the place and the people this summer. The decision is final, Anna. We’re going.” And with those words, my summer flipped around faster than you could say "France no more!". The airport was crowded when we got there. People were whizzing by carrying huge amounts of luggage and suitcases. I wondered where they were all going to spend their summer vacation. Definitely not Ukraine. Some people wore sunhats and flip flops, as if they were ready to jump on to the beach in some tropic place like Hawaii at the very second. I’ll admit, I was jealous of them. My plain capris and t-shirt definitely did not show any excitement towards where I’m going. My dad is holding a book straight up to his face, as if avoiding eye contact with me. His bony face looks tense and distraught. His short chestnut hair stands up straight and I know that if it grew out a little bit more it will be just as wavy as mine. To be honest, I love my hair. It’s very long and wavy with a golden tint in it from my mom. Another good thing about it is that it covers my chubby cheeks. I was “gifted” as my dad would say with permanent baby fat, just like my mom. My whole life everyone made fun of me because of it, but my dad says that they suit me. What a lie. I think that he said that because they remind him of my mom. She was a beautiful woman, and I will admit that chubby cheeks did suit her. The thing is, she died when I was only a few months old. It was in a car accident back in Ukraine. I think that’s why my dad decided to move to Canada in the first place - to forget the nightmare he lived through of my mom being gone. That’s also probably why we’ve never visited relatives back in our homeland. To be honest, my dad tries avoiding the country every chance he gets. But I guess this was just too much for him.

Finally finished chapter one of my novel! What do you think? When life gives you lemons… make lemonade. That’s what my dad always tells me when I’m stuck in a crappy situation. But to be honest, I don’t think that advice will work this one out. It feels as if I’ve been given rotten lemons, with no juice left in them, and there is just no point in making lemonade anymore. Only hours ago, I was packing for my summer vacation to France. Yes, France! You know, that country in Europe with the fashion capital of the world, and some of the most beautiful architecture ever created? Well anyway, I was happily packing away, minding my own business, when my dad knocks on my door. I was surprised by this because, to be honest, my dad and I never talk. He’s always busy on his laptop in his office, or he’s at work. It’s always one or the other. “Come in.” I said, wondering what in the world was it that he wanted to tell me. As soon as I saw the expression on his face, I knew it couldn’t be good. My dad always has one look on his face - plain, and bored. But at that moment, it was devastated. I wondered what on earth could have happened for my father to have been so sad. Millions of thoughts ran through my mind as I thought of all the possibilities. Did the fancy hotel that we were staying at in Paris burn down? Did our flight get cancelled? Turns out it was neither of those. It was much, much worse. “We’re not going to France, Anna.” he said with the most stern look I had ever seen. “What? W-w-why?” I asked, sadness sweeping over me. “I got a call from my brother last night. He asked us to visit our homeland for the summer because my grandmother is very ill, this might be our last chance to see her. We‘re going to Ukraine tomorrow.” My grandmother? Our homeland? Ukraine? I could not believe it. Moments ago, I was happily packing for France, and now I’ll be sadly packing for Ukraine? I know that I should have felt some sort of remorse for my great grandmother, maybe some guilt for not wanting to visit her, but I just couldn’t help but think how my birthday present which I had been planning for for months was ruined. This was not right. This was not what was supposed to happen. This was not the way my summer was going to turn out. No way, no how. “But dad! You promised we’d go to France. We’ve been planning to go for months now, and it is a birthday present after all. Ukraine isn’t even my homeland. I know nothing about the place, or the people! We can’t go for the entire summer, we just can’t.” I said stubbornly, trying to fight back. “Well then you can learn about the place and the people this summer. The decision is final, Anna. We’re going.” And with those words, my summer flipped around faster than you could say "France no more!". The airport was crowded when we got there. People were whizzing by carrying huge amounts of luggage and suitcases. I wondered where they were all going to spend their summer vacation. Definitely not Ukraine. Some people wore sunhats and flip flops, as if they were ready to jump on to the beach in some tropic place like Hawaii at the very second. I’ll admit, I was jealous of them. My plain capris and t-shirt definitely did not show any excitement towards where I’m going. My dad is holding a book straight up to his face, as if avoiding eye contact with me. His bony face looks tense and distraught. His short chestnut hair stands up straight and I know that if it grew out a little bit more it will be just as wavy as mine. To be honest, I love my hair. It’s very long and wavy with a golden tint in it from my mom. Another good thing about it is that it covers my chubby cheeks. I was “gifted” as my dad would say with permanent baby fat, just like my mom. My whole life everyone made fun of me because of it, but my dad says that they suit me. What a lie. I think that he said that because they remind him of my mom. She was a beautiful woman, and I will admit that chubby cheeks did suit her. The thing is, she died when I was only a few months old. It was in a car accident back in Ukraine. I think that’s why my dad decided to move to Canada in the first place - to forget the nightmare he lived through of my mom being gone. That’s also probably why we’ve never visited relatives back in our homeland. To be honest, my dad tries avoiding the country every chance he gets. But I guess this was just too much for him. As I board the plane, I have one last look at Canada. I imagined this day for a long time. Only when I imagined it, I was happy. And right now, I was absolutely miserable. Not only because I would be thousands of miles from my best friends for the entire summer, but because I would have to spend it with people I didn’t know at all. And to be honest, that included my dad. “Is my great grandmother’s house nice?” I ask once we sit down. “She doesn’t live in a house. In fact, everyone in Ukraine lives in apartments. But your great grandmother lives in the outskirts of the country. We call it a dacha, it’s sort of lik We call it a dacha, it’s sort of like a farm, only smaller.” my dad says. “A farm? You mean like with chickens, pigs, cows and all that stuff?” I ask, a look of disgust on my face. “Well there are a few chickens I believe. There’s mostly vegetables, fruits, and organic stuff like that.” So now, not only will I have to live with strangers in an unfamiliar country, but I will also have to live on a farm. Which also means no internet access, no cell phone, and no Facebook. It just keeps getting better, and better.As the plane takes off, I stare out at the sky. I think that I’ll be able to survive ten hours of sitting in an uncomfortable chair with crappy plane food and a tiny bathroom. But to be honest, I don’t know how I’ll survive the rest of the summer.

What's the most beautiful place you've EVER been or a place you've dreamed to live someday? Question for straight guys (or travel agents or people who just don't mind my criteria #2 below): If you could live ANYwhere in the world andmoney was not a consideration AND you've actually been to at least 5 other countries (ok ok, "or seen them on TV"), which one place would you choose to live that's "exotic" and checks off your list for all of the following. Thanks! 1. beaches with turquoise water; 2. the woman are gorgeous 3. the weather's perfect (like mid 70s to lower 80s most of the year); 4. the quality of life is good, great restaurants, etc. 5. English is the main language; 6. No cholera, malaria, etc. and 6. Homes are cheap. I'm also like 20 years behind on vacations---UGGHH! Thanks for your experience. Thanks guys for your 3 answers so far. Well, been to Hawaii many times, actually not a bad idea as I think about it, for callin' home. Paris, I know is many women's choix de vie, and been there, but it wasn't quite my style for exotic. But you know what was fun as heck? Hittin' SOUTHERN France ie the Cote d'Azur (yeah, every coastal country has their "Gold Coast" whether it's called "Orange County" or the "Ivory Coast", "Gulf Coast", maybe even the Ivory Coast. There's probably 100 more. Maybe I wouldn't mind finding out about those. But Southern France...man...water wasn't beautiful per se, but the topless women omg. SO fun! (that's just a note to my fellow brethren). Norbert, thanks so much for your thoughtful reply. You know I've never been to South America, and I've always been a little paranoid about Columbia (no, it's not the cocaine I don't use, it's the movies! haha). Seriously speaking, though, some great man wrote "the struggle of the local poor is as overbearing as the Ca

How is someone supposed to even be comfortable with her small breasts. Seriously? I'm like an AA to an A. Even when my boyfriend told me I had the most beautiful pair in the entire world, I didn't believe him. I do the exercises like push-ups and chest flies and stuff, and while my arms were more toned it definitely did not help as I have nothing to actually push up. Also I hate false-advertising bras, as my friends call them. How am I supposed to stop caring so much, especially when my next smallest friend in our group of 12 is a 36B? Plus the pills gave me infections and the creams made me break out. But then, while ogling Victoria's Secret models, guys are like "natural is best." What the eff. How do I even get over this? Look up American Breast Obsession on Google. I'm not entirely imagining this; maybe taking it too seriously, as it's a huge concern of mine, but yeah. I haven't even gone to the beach in four years and I live in Southern California. I could walk there. When someone is that upset over a body part, and they have the means to correct it, should they just get the surgery? I've waited it out four years. It is not changing, but getting worse. I take amazing care of myself and my body is perfect, as I work hard for it, besides that one flaw. And no amount of exercise or diet is ever going to fix it. It is the one thing I can't control. Every time I look in the mirror I'm disgusted, and I'm afraid of bikinis despite being a size zero. Also, all the money that I've spent on bras and "miracle cures" and chicken cutlets prob could've funded the Beverly Hills surgeon my mom has agreed to get for me. She's had hers done as well, so before you say "plastic surgery is disowning your family," my mom has already made it very clear through her own actions that my genes, in that area, will never suffice. And one of my breasts is bigger than the other. Sometimes I feel like crying. And sometimes I actually do. It's the one thing in my life that I'm a failure at, and I can't do work or put in effort to fix it. I'm varsity lacrosse and tennis, and I'm an artist and a writer and I play piano and get good grades and exercise, but my boobs still suck. They always will. My measurements are 34-24-34. I'm curvy and I have a perfect waist to hip ratio. At a shorter, 5'6 I'm not too skinny and my BMI is 19. That's around model-status, as most Playboy girls are 17. But yeah, I'm healthy. I'm thin, not "skinny." Also, I've tried gaining weight. I gained 10 pounds, nothing happened, and then I lost the weight and my boobs shrunk. No. Weight gain doesn't help and just makes me look ugly. I'd get a small B-cup. I don't want big breasts. I just want to be normal. I'd even be less than the national average, which is 36C. A 34B is less-than average and still small and normal. I just want to be normal and look more in proportion. And I want to be able to have cleavage. Inserts and bras don't help me as I don't even have enough flesh to push up. I am a man. I look like one in that area. Seriously.

does anyone want to read my greek myth and make it better!? im french so i need so smart english person to correct and imporve my myth! Once upon a time, Nichaedon and Hermatographe strolled upon the shore on the glorious island of Paradisio, enjoying their honey moon as a wonderful couple. They had just been pronounced husband and wife and things could not be better. As the sun was setting on the horizon, Nichaedon decided to attend a peaceful gathering, on the beautiful beach beside the sparkling aqua blue ocean. Hermatographe was pandiculating after the thrilling day they had just experienced, therefore she decided to lay down for a nap. Once arrived on site, Nichaedon observed the magnificent scene. Up above in the mountains he could see the peek of his house settled nicely on top of mount Canaitas, neighboured beside mount Olympus where Zeus lived. On the beach, laid around a group of wedding guests. Nichaedon was unfamiliar with most of the people there but used his charming personality to obtain new friends. There was one in particular named Kanatias who had shone upon him and away from the other amount of ladies who were attending the gathering. After introducing himself and getting to know her quite well, he grew very fond of her and you could of almost say that Hermatographe had never even crossed his mind. As the night progressed towards midnight, an incredibly special guest decided to make an appearance. Aphrodite who was the goddess of love flew around the sandy beach area where she noticed many joyful couples, one of them caught her eye. She noticed Nichaedon and Kanitias having a dispute about a unknown subject. Her instinct was that they were a couple having a disagreement and that she was in charge of fixing it. As the goddess of love it was her responsibility to keep the love and peace flowing throughout the world. She then released her powers and cast a spell that Nichaedon and Kanitias would fall madly in love for all eternity. As dawn approached the beach was now empty and everybody had returned to their dwelling on the island. When Hermatographe woke up, there was nobody by her side. Nichaedon had not returned from the gathering and now was pronounced missing. When she set out to find him, she quickly wandered around the island. She searched everywhere that he could of been such as: beaches, the tropical forests, the sea and much more. She was flabbergasted when out of nowhere there stood Nichaedon with another woman. She quickly ran to him and yelled: "where have you been all night and why have you not returned to me". Nichaedon responded "I have realized that you are not deserving enough to possess me and that you are not who I desire to be with". Still in shock as everything that was set up to be a perfect life with the man she truly wanted to be with was just destroyed with one vicious statement, Hermatographe turned away and sobbed uncontrollably back to her suite. As the day continued, Nichaedon and Kanitias spent the day together as Hermatographe pondered away in her suite trying to embrace what had just happened. She knew by then that Nichaedon had made up his mind and was not going to return to her any time soon. She thought how life would be miserable without him and that she would be better off dying. She therefore called upon Hades, the god of the underworld. Without even the time to blink Hades popped up in front of her with an eager look to know why he had been summoned by such a mortal. He first said: "What do you want and how dare you bother me?". She responded "I wish to die. My life is a never ending nightmare without my true love and I wish for you to spare my life to end the million tortures I will live". He then laughed and said "Life is something that only comes once in a mortal's lifetime. You must embrace every moment of it and find the positive side of every situation in order to deserve a happy after life. You are so young, there are not many things you have had the opportunity to discover and experience. I cannot allow you to die before your time is due". He then said goodbye and was about to walk away. She then yelled to him"Wait! I know the almighty king Zeus. If I tell him you are not obeying my desire he would punish you with unimaginable cruelty". She had just done a major lie as she knew where Zeus lived but had never encountered him before. He then said to her that if she could prove to him that she knew Zeus by tomorow she would grant her death wish. That night Hermatographe began her excrutiating long journey towards Mount Olympus. After several hours of traversing the steep slopes and battling the searing heat, she finally reached her destination. She was very nervous that Zeus would deny to help her and that her plan would fail. She had just committed a lie that could come back to haunt her but she knew it was her best chance at getting what she wanted. When she first presented her situation and her wishes to Zeus he wa

I think I have social problems? Well, it's a long story... See a couple of weeks ago, my dad sent me, my brother, and our friends on a vacation, (he wanted to talk with his colleagues without anyone else around) he sent us to this beach we always used to go to when i was probably 3 years old. And my brother was like 5. We have a house at this place, and haven't been over in years. Not since my mother left us when I was 8. I'm 14 now, by the way. Anyway, after a while when we got there, we decided to go to the beach, and i noticed that my friend, Chloe was getting all the attention of the boys. I took out all my anger in a game of Volleyball, as always I had to win, because almost isn't good enough. Well, anyway, we won. And after a little while these 2 boys came up to us, and invited Chloe and my other friend, Emma to a party they were having that same evening. Apparently they were "big-shots" in the city because they obviously had no idea who me and my brother were. (Our name is very well known and respected in our city) But I didn't tell them, I guess I was intrigued, I was so used to people almost worshipping me and I guess I wanted to know what it's like to get a clean slate. Anyway, I kinda invited myself to their party. And I overheard the boy say to someone they'd be partying from dusk 'til dawn. So we, being as punctual as we are, arrived at dusk exactly. I learned that it was just an experession, but of course, never admit to a mistake. So we simply waited it out until everyone else arrived. And at the party, Chloe was still getting every boys attention, she almost literally had to fight them off. And after she ditched them, she came to find me, and thanked me for being there when all those boys wouldn't leave her alone because "they all like [her] too much." I kinda lost it after that, but nothing bad, I just said those boys liked her because she was a tease, not a challenge, like me. After, I felt bad and pologized saying I was a little jealous. She was shocked, and called me what everyone else does, "the most beautiful, smartest, most perfect girl in the world." I said, "Well, you're right. But whenever I meet boys they act like I'm going to do something horrible to them" And she said, "their probly just intimidated." And she gave me some tips on how to make a boy like me. I tried it on the host, and for a moment it worked. We even kissed for like a split-second. But then, I kinda ruined it. And afterwards my older brother kinda lost his temper too, because of girlfriend issues. And we all left with him. And spent a night on the beach talking about all those yeas ago when everything seemed so different. And we ended up talking all about ourselves. All except for me, but that's different. I don't have sob stories like all of them. I mean, I could complain how my mom like my brother more than me, but I don't really care. My own mother thought I was a monster. She was right of course, but it still hurt. Well, anyway after a while we decided to make the trip really memorable, and trashed the party. I t was really fun, but now I can't elp but think, is there something wrong with me? I've always been the best at everything, and won't settle for anything less. So with school, and extra curricular activites, and Religion lessons, etc. i guess I never had time to socialize with boys. Only my 3 best friends. Do I sound okay to you? Do you think there's anything I could change? Do you have any comments on the story? Please tell me. Thanks.

Why are locals in Hawaii so disgustingly obese? When I moved here 10 years ago I thought Hawaii would be full of beautiful women with hot bodies. It makes sense since its always sunny and warm with beautiful beaches and tons of outdoor activities. Boy was I wrong! I have never seen so many fat, disgusting, morbidly obese people in my life. And they're everywhere! You can't drive 2 miles without seeing a sweaty 300 LB local woman struggling to take steps. Seriously, Hawaii has to have the most 300 LB, 400 LB, 500 LB, and even 600 LB people in the WORLD!! I once saw a statistic that said Honolulu was the fittest (not fattest) city in America. This is absolute BS and anyone who's ever lived here knows it.

What do U think Barack Obama’s aunt at home in Southie digs? Make sure your answer follows the community guidelines.Please no complaning or telling me of your problems-Plz just answer the question. With her deportation hearing still six months away, the controversial Kenyan aunt of President Obama has quietly resurfaced in public housing in South Boston, the Herald has learned. “Beggars can’t be choosers,” Obama’s “Auntie Zeituni” Onyango, 57, told the Herald yesterday with a mischievous smile, wearing a string of pearls and a sleeveless forest-green sheath she said her nephew bought her years before he became leader of the free world.“I’d like to live in a castle and have a limousine,” she said, “but I don’t. My wealth is my health.Zeituni Polly Onyango, the half-sister of Obama’s late father Barack Obama Sr., moved into a discreet apartment complex this past month while she waits to fight a Feb. 4, 2010, removal proceeding brought against her by the Department of Homeland Security in U.S. Immigration Court in Boston. Onyango, a computer programmer, was ordered to leave the country in 2004 after her request for political asylum from the violence in Africa was turned down. Instead, she stayed illegally and was revealed to be living in government-subsidized housing on Flaherty Way in Southie last October by The Times of London during the final stretch of Obama’s run for the White House. Though reluctant to discuss her case yesterday, Onyango bristled when asked if she’ll request her nephew stand up for her as a character witness. “Why should he?” she said. “My problem is my problem. I carry my own cross. I’m an adult.” Mike Rogers, spokesman for the Cleveland, Ohio, law firm representing Onyango, said her attorneys are “not discussing legal strategy,” but, “they’re very optimistic about the outcome.” Rogers said Onyango is “very proud” of Obama. “For a woman who has a lot of things against her, she seemed to be of strong spirit,” he said. Attorneys Margaret Wong and Scott Bratton have asked that Onyango’s immigration hearing be closed to the public, according to Elaine Komis, a spokeswoman for the Executive Office for Immigration Review, an agency of the U.S. Department of Justice. Onyango said she’s been enjoying her privacy since escaping the heat of last year’s worldwide spotlight on her and enjoys joining in on conversations about her nephew with people who don’t recognize her. “Boston is my second home,” she said. “(South Boston) is one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever lived in. People are very kind, and I’m enjoying the beaches.”http://news.bostonherald.com/news/regional/view/20090731barack_obamas_aunt_at_home_in_southie_digs/srvc=home%26position=also

Is this a good college essay and can someone proofread it? Walking through the front door of my house, I enter absolute pandemonium. My nine year old brother running around in a towel, my father yelling on the phone, my mom grinding geometry into my younger brother Jose’s head, and my two older brothers getting tutored in the corner of the living room. Alongside all this is the continuous chirping of our birds and the barking of our dogs. All just a typical day in the life of the Alencars! Having lived in several places during my lifetime, it is clear that my parents find it important to educate me about different cultures and places. My parents have always stressed the importance of education to their sons and that is one of the reasons why we have traveled so extensively during summer and Christmas vacations. And, yes, we always take the entire family, including the birds and dogs. As I reflect upon my life, my changing surroundings and the constant chaos that my family creates has helped shape my understanding of more than just the world around me—it has also shaped my appreciation for my family itself. I can distinctly recall sitting in a crowded beach, under the warm sun, when a soothing breeze hit me as I overlooked the ocean. My hometown of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil is known for its soccer, carnival atmosphere, amazing landscapes, and beautiful beaches. Sadly, it is also known for drug trafficking, shootings, and other illegal activities. I was born and spent my early youth in Brazil, where I was constantly surrounded by my large family. It was, therefore, a major struggle for my father when he decided to move my family to the United States. As I grew older, I learned that my family history is quite an interesting one. For example, my grandfather, Marcello Alencar, is a well-known politician in Brazil. His most memorable positions were being twice mayor of the city of Rio de Janeiro and governor of the state of Rio de Janeiro. As a result of his position and the many dangers found in Rio, my boyhood memories there always include the presence of a bodyguard by my side. I liked him a lot, but my parents had strict rules about respecting his privacy and not going into his possessions. One day, however, I was playing soccer in the house and miss-kicked a ball that rolled into his room. Once inside, my curiosity overcame me and I opened a closet door, only to find a gleaming silver pistol. Being impetuous, I quickly grabbed it, but then immediately put it back. This memory still haunts me to this day, for it reminds me of the dangers of living in Rio. By 2000, Brazil had become very dangerous, and my family thought it was time for a change. In contrast, Connecticut had always stood out in my parents mind as a safe place, with great educational opportunities and a perfect place to raise kids. After a trip there in 2000, they decided we should settle in the town of Westport. Although it was a far cry from the natural beauty of Rio, my brothers and I were excited about trying something new. Once there, I quickly developed my love for tennis and made it a goal of mine to become a professional tennis player. To accommodate my new aspiration, my father looked into tennis academies, mainly in the southern states, where the competition is greatest. He discovered IMG Academies in Bradenton, Florida, where Nick Bollettieri coaches. My family then moved to Bradenton, and I began my training at IMG. After five years, however, I decided to shift my focus from sports to academics, and chose to enroll at the best college prep school in the area, Saint Stephen’s Episcopal School, for my last two years of high school. My story, alas, is not the typical one, for I did not go out and achieve my goal of becoming a professional tennis player. Instead, I have taken a more balanced and pragmatic approach, where I decided to become more focused on my schoolwork and less on sports. My past includes many fluctuating variables such as my environment and goal, but the one that has always kept constant was my family. That said, what I continue to value most of all is that I have two parents who have loved and supported me in every way possible, not to mention four brothers who always challenge me to do better at everything I do.

Can you translate this into Arabic please??☺? Bahrain Bahrain is a country in the Arab World located in the Persian Gulf.The capital city of Bahrain is Manama.The major cities in Bahrain are: Manama Muharraq Sitrah Riffa JiddHafs Al-Malikiyah Budaiya Isa Town Hamad Town Manama Manama is the capital city of Bahrain, and the largest city in Bahrain. Bahrain has a lot of well-known places: Adliyah: A busy district with a number of the old, houses turned into art galleries, cafés and smart restaurants. Gudaibiya: Gudaibiya is known as the older part of Manama, full of life with a highly international area and a dwelling to new arrivals in the country. Hoora: Hoora is the nightlife of the city. It has lots of bars, nightclubs, hotels and restaurants, and is really popular with tourists. Riffa This city is divided in two: the East and the West. The Eastern part is a moderately larger tourist spot than the West of Riffa.The major attractions in the East of Riffa is The ‘Riffa Golf Club’. This place is the only place in Bahrain that provides golf training. There’s also a shopping area near to the Golf Club called the ‘Riffa Bazaar’, which is a great place to buy souvenirs and gifts. Muharraq This is the second largest city in Bahrain. This city is famous for the ‘Muharraq Club’, a soccer club. There is a man-made island in Muharraq called Amwaj Islands- full of hotels, large buildings, and beautiful beaches. Climate and Weather The summers are hot, but the winters are pleasant. Traditional Food Bahrain's traditional food includes fish, meat, rice, and dates. One of the most famous Bahraini dishes is machboos, which is made up of meat or fish served with rice. Another known food is muhammar, which is sweet rice served with dates or sugar. Bahrainis also eat falafel, shawarma, sambousas, etc. THANK YOU IN ADVANCE...i really really need this by tomorrow,and i don't know any Arabic! -♥

Can someone tell me what they think of the start of my english project? “You’re so lucky to have wings, Raphy.” I sighed looking over my shoulder at the tall masculine figure standing behind me. I spread out my arms and flapped them up and down as if they could somehow magically turn into bright, pure angel wings like Raphael’s. When I was that age, about five or six, that was all I wanted. I didn’t care about my world crumbling away every passing second; I just cared about the fact I wanted to be just like him, to be one of his kind, to be able to soar across the sky and look down on the entire world below. This evening was simply perfect. It was warm, but not too hot, the sun was just setting and I was on the beach with my favourite person in the world. This was the closest to heaven I’d ever get without my wings. “There’s no use having wings and not being able to fly, kid.” Raphael said with a sigh as the ocean breeze swept through his sandy blonde hair. I looked at him as he gazed out at the amber sky that reflected in the sea, his dark eyes focusing on nothing else. Raphael was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen; even now I’m still trying to find something half as stunning as him. His face was pale and angelic and his wings were beyond breath-taking. They were a black that made even the night sky look like day but the tips of the feathers were a stunning blood-red. “But you can fly, Raphy, I know you can!” I said turning around to face him fully. I’d never seen him fly, but I knew he could do it. He clearly had the heart of a phoenix. He also had the power over fire and had supposedly been reborn hundreds of times straight from the ashes he’d created. That always made me wonder about how old he really was, he didn’t look a day over twenty but he’d always looked that way ever since the day he found me. He laughed dryly, “I wish I could... I really do... especially with a war like this brewing.” he murmured raising his head to the sky. I wished I knew what he was thinking at that moment, I still do. Raphael thought so much and talked so little, the opposite of me, but that just added to his divinity and the proud father image he tried to portray. I always had known Raphael wasn’t my real dad and he’d literally just found me one day, but I didn’t care. He was the only family I’d ever known. I guess that’s why it tore me apart so much when I woke up and never found him there. “You’re always so dramatic, Raphy.” I said laughing, completely ignoring his comment on ‘war’. I’m not sure why I did that, I really do regret not questioning him further. Raphael smiled and looked down at me and his dark, almost life-less, eyes started to sparkle like stars, for no apparent reason. It was a scarily beautiful sight. “You know what, kid” he said after a long pause, “I’m going to learn to fly tonight.” My eyes grew and so did my toothy smile. Raphael was finally going to fly! “Can you teach me when you’ve learned?” I asked hopefully cupping my small hands together. “Sure, kid.” Raphael replied. I laughed as he bent down to hug me. That was the end of a perfect evening. The last evening I ever spent with Raphael. I’d never found out what had happened to him or where he went. Did he ever manage to fly? Did he kill himself in the process? There were so many unanswered questions and if that didn’t add to the problems, an incredible war started exactly a week after he left, a war I found myself right in the middle of. 1 “Come on...., get up!” “I don’t wanna!" I moaned turning back onto my side. It was safe to say I wasn’t a morning person and today was no exception. In fact, today was the tenth year anniversary of Raphael’s ‘disappearance’ and I had partially started to doubt he’d even existed. I mean, people with wings? Come on, that sort of thing was physically impossible. I actually didn’t really have any physical memory of him, but I did keep dreaming of a pure, beautiful, angelic man who had literally ‘taken me under his wing’ and after those dreams, I’d remember everything about him again, his voice, his personality, his stature, his fatherly features if only it was for a split second. But as soon as I’d remembered him, the memory faded within seconds until the next morning. It was so strange. “Who cares if you wanna? You have to. Come on, ... we’re in a war here.” Grey replied shaking me slightly. Grey was one of the many orphans like me who were practically soldiers fighting in a war we knew nothing about, but he tried the hardest to fight in this war and win it, hence why he found himself nominated the leader of our group. Grey had ironically beautiful wide gray eyes and pretty long grey-white hair with the same colour stubble to match. He had his fair share of muscle and fighting skills and was a natural born leader. He was also, most importantly, my first and only crush. “So?” I murmured batting him away. Grey sighed. “You’re the only one not awake you know.” “I don’t care.” I replied pulling btw, the ... is because i haven't thought of a character name 4 the main girl lol

Any ideas of how to continue this chapter? any help is appreciated!? “You’re so lucky to have wings, Raphy.” I sighed looking over my shoulder at the tall male figure standing behind me. I spread out my arms and flapped them up and down as if they could somehow magically turn into bright, pure angel wings like Raphael’s. When I was that age, about five or six, that was all I wanted. I didn’t care about my world crumbling away every passing second; I just cared about the fact I wanted to be just like him, to be one of his kind -whatever that was- to be able to soar across the sky and look down on the entire world below, not caring about anything. This evening was simply perfect. It was warm, but not too hot, the sun was just setting and I was on the beach with my favourite person in the world. This was the closest to heaven I’d ever get without my wings. “There’s no use having wings and not being able to fly, kid.” Raphael said with a sigh as the ocean breeze swept through his sandy blonde hair. I looked at him as he gazed out at the amber sky that reflected in the sea, his dark, wide steel blue-grey eyes focusing on nothing else. Raphael was easily the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen; even now I’m still trying to find something half as stunning as him. His face was pale and angelic, so much that he didn’t look real; he was like a Greek statue carved to perfection. Then of course, you had his body. Raphael was pretty tall and he had more than his fair share of muscles yet he was surprisingly slender and lithe and, of course, his wings were beyond breath-taking. They were just like how I imagined fallen angel wings, they were a black that made even the night sky look like day but the tips of the feathers were a stunning blood-red. “But you can fly, Raphy, I know you can!” I said turning around to face him fully. I’d never seen him fly, but I knew he could do it. He had the heart of a phoenix, or so he said. He also had the power over fire and had supposedly been reborn hundreds of times straight from the ashes he’d created. That always made me wonder about how old he really was, he didn’t look a day over twenty but he’d always looked that way ever since the day he found me. He laughed dryly, “I wish I could... I really do... especially with a war like this brewing.” he murmured raising his head to the sky. I wished I knew what he was thinking at that moment, I still do. Raphael thought so much and talked so little, the opposite of me, but that just added to his divinity and the proud father image he tried to portray. I always had known Raphael wasn’t my real dad and he’d literally just found me one day, but I didn’t care. He was the only family I’d ever known. I guess that’s why it tore me apart so much when I woke up and he wasn't there. “You’re always so dramatic, Raphy.” I said laughing, completely ignoring his comment on ‘war’. I’m not sure why I did that, I really do regret not questioning him further. Raphael smiled and looked down at me and his dark, almost life-less, eyes started to sparkle like stars, for no apparent reason. It was a scarily beautiful sight. “You know what, kid” he said after a long pause, “I’m going to learn to fly tonight.” My eyes grew and so did my toothy smile. Raphael was finally going to fly! “Can you teach me when you’ve learned?” I asked hopefully cupping my small hands together. “Sure, kid.” Raphael replied. I laughed as he bent down to hug me. That was the end of a perfect evening. The last evening I ever spent with Raphael. I’d never found out what had happened to him or where he went. Did he ever manage to fly? Did he kill himself in the process? There were so many unanswered questions and if that didn’t add to the problems, an incredible war started exactly a week after he left, a war I found myself right in the middle of. 1 “Come on Aria, get up!” “I don’t wanna...” I moaned turning back onto my side. It was safe to say I wasn’t a morning person and today was no exception. In fact, today was the tenth year anniversary of Raphael’s ‘disappearance’ and I had partially started to doubt he’d even existed. I mean, people with wings? Come on, that sort of thing was physically impossible. I actually didn’t really have any real memory of him, but I did keep dreaming of a pure, beautiful, angelic man who had literally ‘taken me under his wing’ and after those dreams, I’d remember everything about him again, his voice, his personality, his stature, his fatherly features if only it was for a split second. But as soon as I’d remembered him, the memory faded within seconds until the next morning. It was so strange. “Who cares if you wanna? You have to. Come on, Aria we’re in a war here.” Grey replied shaking me slightly. Grey was one of the many orphans like me who were practically soldiers fighting in a war we knew nothing about, but he tried the hardest to fight in this war and win it, hence why he found himself nominated the leader of our group. Grey had ironicall Grey had ironically beautiful wide gray eyes and pretty long grey-white hair with the same colour stubble to match. He had his fair share of muscle and fighting skills and was a natural born leader. He was also, most importantly, my first and only crush. “So?” I murmured batting him away. Grey sighed. “You’re the only one not awake you know.” “I don’t care.” I replied pulling my blanket over my head. It was dreary and faded, as was everything else I’d ever known. haha sorry bout that!

I have writers block so bad... what should i put next? also, is this any good 4 a 1st draft? “You’re so lucky to have wings, Raphy.” I sighed looking over my shoulder at the tall male figure standing behind me. I spread out my arms and flapped them up and down as if they could somehow magically turn into bright, pure angel wings like Raphael’s. When I was that age, about five or six, that was all I wanted. I didn’t care about my world crumbling away every passing second; I just cared about the fact I wanted to be just like him, to be one of his kind -whatever that was- to be able to soar across the sky and look down on the entire world below, not caring about anything. This evening was simply perfect. It was warm, but not too hot, the sun was just setting and I was on the beach with my favourite person in the world. This was the closest to heaven I’d ever get without my wings. “There’s no use having wings and not being able to fly, kid.” Raphael said with a sigh as the ocean breeze swept through his sandy blonde hair. I looked at him as he gazed out at the amber sky that reflected in the sea, his dark, wide steel blue-grey eyes focusing on nothing else. Raphael was easily the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen; even now I’m still trying to find something half as stunning as him. His face was pale and angelic, so much that he didn’t look real; he was like a Greek statue carved to perfection. Then of course, you had his body. Raphael was pretty tall and he had more than his fair share of muscles yet he was surprisingly slender and lithe and, of course, his wings were beyond breath-taking. They were just like how I imagined fallen angel wings, they were a black that made even the night sky look like day but the tips of the feathers were a stunning blood-red. “But you can fly, Raphy, I know you can!” I said turning around to face him fully. I’d never seen him fly, but I knew he could do it. He had the heart of a phoenix, or so he said. He also had the power over fire and had supposedly been reborn hundreds of times straight from the ashes he’d created. That always made me wonder about how old he really was, he didn’t look a day over twenty but he’d always looked that way ever since the day he found me. He laughed dryly, “I wish I could... I really do... especially with a war like this brewing.” he murmured raising his head to the over-cast evening sky. I wished I knew what he was thinking at that moment, I still do. Raphael thought so much and talked so little, the opposite of me, but that just added to his divinity and the proud father image he tried to portray. I always had known Raphael wasn’t my real dad and he’d literally just found me one day, but I didn’t care. He was the only family I’d ever known. I guess that’s why it tore me apart so much when I woke up and he wasn't there. “You’re always so dramatic, Raphy.” I said laughing, completely ignoring his comment on ‘war’. I’m not sure why I did that, I really do regret not questioning him further. Raphael smiled and looked down at me and his dark, almost life-less, eyes started to sparkle like stars, for no apparent reason. It was a scarily beautiful sight. “You know what, kid” he said after a long pause, “I’m going to learn to fly tonight.” My eyes grew and so did my toothy smile. Raphael was finally going to fly! “Can you teach me when you’ve learned?” I asked hopefully cupping my small hands together. “Sure, kid.” Raphael replied. I laughed as he bent down to hug me. That was the end of a perfect evening. The last evening I ever spent with Raphael. I’d never found out what had happened to him or where he went. Did he ever manage to fly? Did he kill himself in the process? There were so many unanswered questions and if that didn’t add to the problems, an incredible war started exactly a week after he left, a war I found myself right in the middle of. 1 “Come on Aria, get up!” “I don’t wanna...” I moaned turning back onto my side. It was safe to say I wasn’t a morning person and today was no exception. In fact, today was the tenth year anniversary of Raphael’s ‘disappearance’ and I had partially started to doubt he’d even existed. I mean, people with wings? Come on, that sort of thing was physically impossible. I actually didn’t really have any real memory of him, but I did keep dreaming of a pure, beautiful, angelic man who had literally ‘taken me under his wing’ and after those dreams, I’d remember everything about him again, his voice, his personality, his stature, his fatherly features if only it was for a split second. But as soon as I’d remembered him, the memory faded within seconds until the next morning. It was so strange. “Who cares if you wanna? You have to. Come on, Aria we’re in a war here.” Grey replied shaking me slightly. Grey was one of the many orphans like me who were practically soldiers fighting in a war we knew nothing about, but he tried the hardest to fight in this war and win it, hence why he found himself nominated the leader of our grou group in Unit. Grey had ironically beautiful wide gray eyes and pretty long grey-white hair which he tied up into a small pony-tail with the same colour stubble to match. He had his fair share of muscle and fighting skills and was a natural born leader. He was also, most importantly, my first and only crush. “So?” I murmured batting him away. Grey sighed. “You’re the only one not awake you know.” “I don’t care.” I replied pulling my blanket over my head. It was dreary and faded, as was everything else I’d ever known. Grey sighed again. “Why are you being so difficult?” *it's supposed 2 be individual group*

TWILIGHTERS!!!, please read ? i worte this based on Isle Esme as if i were a bystander wtching Edwadr and Bella and how it seem s to a human eye. Plese read evn though it's long and comment. Be nice please and give me tips on how to immprove. I was on my boat when I went by Isle Esme. One of the most beautiful islands I had ever seen. With it’s gorgeous sandy beached and the perfect beach possible. It was a full moon, gorgeous it was, but it didn’t even come close to comparison with him. Him,…the vampire. He was so perfect with all his features, and so still like a statue. His beautiful mouth pulling over his o’ so perfect teeth. That beautiful golden hair that sparkled against the moon. Oh and those amazing eyes. They seemed to be the color of topaz, which were so hypnotizing. He was standing in the water, about waist deep, staring off into the ocean. That’s when I saw her, pretty, but more average then him. The two together looked like a penny to a thousand dollar bill. I felt pity for her being compared like that. She came out with just a towel on, she looked at ease and calm. She stopped about fifty feet from the beach and looked down. His clothes were in a pile down by the tree, she looked like she was debating, while she stared at him. After about a minute of deciding she threw her towel onto the tree. As she walked toward the beach slowly her towel blew in the wind. She slowly, and quietly went into the water. As if trying to sneak up on him, even though he could here her every step, every breath, every heartbeat. When she got up to him she wrapped her arms around his stomach and laid her head against his perfectly sculpted back. She whispered, “Isn’t it beautiful?” It took me a moment to realize that she was talking about the moon. All he seemed to whisper back was, “It can’t be beautiful with you out here.” As she said that he grabbed her arm and swung her around him and held her in his arms, as if she were a baby being cradled. She pulled herself into his chest and he held her close. The way he looked at her as if noting else mattered in his life. That she was his life and that they could never be separated. He was so protective of her. She looked at him like he was her world. He was her life support, without him she would die. She trusted him even though he could kill her in any second. St that she slowly took his face in her hands and kisses him. Her lips molded around his stone lips. He whispered to her, “I love you.” His voice was so velvety smooth. Sounded like music to my ears. I wondered if she felt the same way I did about him. As they kept on kissing I thought ,wow, that has to be like the forbidden fruit to him. Forbidden love, for a vampire to love a human. So uncommon, so strange, so dangerous. I slowly started rowing away to give them privacy. As I rowed away I thought to myself, “And so the Lion fell in love with the Lamb.” Yeah sory i meant as HE said that....sorry typo The bystander kinda knows like everything and just by the look in her eyes

Real Cullens and Werewolves, and even Twilight Fanpires? I worte this based on Isle Esme through the eyes of bystander watching my mommy and daddy and how it seem s to a human eye. Plese read even though it's long and comment. Be nice please and give me tips on how to immprove. Also this bystander knows everything, like she needs him and he's a vampire and etc. I was on my boat when I went by Isle Esme. One of the most beautiful islands I had ever seen. With it’s gorgeous sandy beached and the perfect beach possible. It was a full moon, gorgeous it was, but it didn’t even come close to comparison with him. Him,…the vampire. He was so perfect with all his features, and so still like a statue. His beautiful mouth pulling over his o’ so perfect teeth. That perfect golden hair that sparkled against the moon. Oh and those amazing eyes. They seemed to be the color of topaz, which were so hypnotizing. He was standing in the water, about waist deep, staring off into the horizon. That’s when I saw her, pretty, but more average then him. The two together looked like a penny to a hundred dollar bill. No even greater difference between them then that. I felt pity for her being compared like that. She came out with just a towel on, she looked at ease and calm. She stopped about fifty feet from the beach and looked down. His clothes were in a pile down by the tree, she looked like she was debating, while she stared at him. After about a minute of deciding she threw her towel onto the tree. As she walked toward the beach slowly her towel blew in the wind. She slowly, and quietly went into the water. As if trying to sneak up on him, even though he could here her every step, every breath, every heartbeat. When she got up to him she wrapped her arms around his stomach and laid her head against his perfectly sculpted back. She whispered, “Isn’t it beautiful?” It took me a moment to realize that she was talking about the moon. All he seemed to whisper back was, “It can’t be beautiful with you out here.” With saying that he grabbed her arm and swung her around him and held her in his arms, as if she were a baby being cradled. She pulled herself into his chest and he held her close. The way he looked at her as if noting else mattered in his life. That she was his life and that they could never be separated. He was so protective of her. She looked at him like he was her world. He was her life support, without him she would die. She trusted him even though he could kill her in any second. While seeing that she slowly took his face in her hands and kissed him. Her lips molded around his stone, hard lips. He whispered to her, “I love you,” without even taking a breath. His voice was so velvety smooth. Sounded like music to my ears. I wondered if she felt the same way I did about him. She seemed to be breathing, more like panting, while she kissed him. He seemed to take her breath away. As they kept on kissing I thought ,wow, that has to be like the forbidden fruit to him. Forbidden love, for a vampire to love a human. So uncommon, so strange,...so dangerous. I slowly started rowing away to give them privacy. As I rowed away I thought to myself, “And so the Lion fell in love with the Lamb.” thank you leah, i miss you a lot even though you don't like us much. EDIT: Auntie Rosalie did I mention how much I love you and can't wait to get back from your "vacation". EDIT: I will make one for you Auntie Alice...Maybe on when you and JAsper met in the diner the first night. I might have to guess a little unless you can explain to me. I love you too, along with rest of my family. Sorry Auntie Alice

English to Spanish? part 2? Can someone please translate this for me? Thanks you.! I'll give you a lots of points. Its really long, so just translate whatever you can. The school is located on a mountain top in Margarita island(The most beautiful island in the Caribean) giving everybody a full view of the town and the beach. There is also a local school located nearby our private school which enables our students to interact with Venezuelan students. Students should not worry about estrangement around the native because the other students themselves were from the United States, Canada, United Kingdom, Japan, China, Russia and Paris. We also offer scholarship to those promising students who are really willing to study here. There are 7 students in each class. For the whole day, students are to talk, listen and write in Spanish. Students will also not only learn to converse in Spanish fluently, but they will also learn about the language’s history and origin. They will also know about the people’s culture all over the world who speaks the language that they currently learning. Every Wednesday and Friday students will have a trip downtown to participate or help around the community. For each year, one outstanding student will be chosen. That student will have an opportunity to choose what his or her price will be. He will choose between an roundtrip airline ticket to his home country or a roundtrip to another Spanish country in South America. Isn’t that fun? Why choose this our school? -Internationally recognized by the Spanish speaking community -Our stuffs and teachers are very friendly. Some were the school’s graduates themselves! -The students are to guaranteed to speak in Spanish, learn dance and music, and participate to the community. -Excursions every twice in every three week! Students will visit the national parks museums and other historical sites. Students will also learn some Get ready to scuba dive , kite surf, windsurf and golf! Requirements: -At least B+ grade average -Must be flexible and you should easily adapt a new environment -Must be a responsible student and citizen. *If you're a native Spanish speaker, thats a plus:)

What do you think of this short story i made 3 years ago? I wrote this about 3 years ago when i was 12, and it sounds SO cliche and cheesy when i read it. This is only the first chapter, what do you think of it so far? Should i carry on with it? The night was young, and as I glanced upwards, my eyes sparkled as the moon was shining at me. As I looked out to the sea, I waited for her. She would come soon, she knew that I didn't like being alone at night. I may aswell go back to the house because she was so late, but i thought that she wouldn't be my friend anymore, so i waited. As I touched the water with my feet, I saw a dim light under the sea, it was increasingly growing bigger and bigger. She's coming, I thought. Then, finally she appeared from the depths of the water, with her long, golden mane and her pure, crystal eyes. Her wings spread out wide, and the patterns from her wings were reflecting at the water. She neighed softly, and as the flew up to the sky,a trail of stars were following behind her. After a short period, she came back down and landed gently on the sand next to me. " Sorry I'm late Cassie, but the currents were a bit strong under the sea, and i had to delay for a second." she said. The thing about Saphire is that she has an extrodinairy way of talking to you through your mind. She has many other abilities, and she is very beautiful. She is most definetly the most beautiful unicorn ever. But she also the only unicorn in my world. But so she says, her world beneath the deep waters, thousands of unicorns roam the other realm. So when I am strong enough to ride Zante as a rider, I will experience something very magical indeed. I stroked her soft, elegant mane, then we both walked across the golden beach.There was a peacful silence amongst us.Then, after a short time Zante perked up and said" shall we test to see if you are strong enough Cassie? i should think so or that would mean you would not be my destined rider." " very well then Zante, i suppose we could try once more. I want to come to unigoska so much." i said. she lowered her head gracefully, and placed her horn on my palm. a light came out of her horn, and it shocked me as it flew into my hand. it ran through my body, then it came out of my other hand ,Glowing tremendously. Zante smiled."The light tells me you are ready. Come on my back, and we will take the portal through to unigoska. I can tell you will love it there." I hesitated. Shocked but glad. I was quite afraid of traveling through magical portals, but i trusted Zante with all my might. She had not told me much about unigoska, exept that they made good oats. I laughed when she told me that. " But what wil happen if my parents find out that I'm gone? I said I would only be 15 minutes." I said sadly. " Don't fret, this realm freezes when we travel to unigoska, so when we get back, it will be the exact time we had left." she said. " very well then Zante, lower your back." I said. She lowered her back, and looked at me. I hesitated, i slowly climbed up her back, careful not to hurt her. her fur was soft, and silky. Plus she smelt like a sweet scent of delightful perfume. "Ready Cassie? hold on it might be a bit bumpy back there, so hold on to my mane as tight as you want." I grabbed it instantly. I now realized how terrified i was. But Zante kept reasurring me. She lifted her wings, and we were floating upwards. We were very high up now. I looked behind me, watching the stars follow her, then fading. Her horn shone, and it created a whirlpool underneath us. Then, suddenly she dived downwards, along with me screaming with adrenaline, but i was also very scared. She shouted " hold your breath! we will have to go under water for a few short seconds! " I took a big gulp of air and held it in. We swooshed into the water, creating a big splash. Then, we were under water. She swam downwards quickly, and made her horn glow again. It created a golden, bright portal. She swam inside, and then I could take my breath back. But the portal took my breath away, as I saw magical things. The colours were beautiful. Mixing and moving. Then, we went through an opening, and entered a place outside with a gate. A giant golden gate with diamonds on the edges. Two guards were in front of the gate, and they wore golden robes. I looked around. behind us, there were trees. I looked up, there was a blue, clear sky.Then, Zante spoke." welcome to unigoska, Cassie." yeah i was pretty fantasy obsessed when i was 12.

I'm italian; can you help me? 10 points? Hi! I'm italian. I wanted to ask if I can fix this text which I translated into English. thank . kiss B P.S: Please use easy words everyday (: Viareggio is a city located in central Tuscany in north-west. Its name derives the path set in the Middle Ages that connected the fort on the beach in Lucca. The city can be reached by car, plane or train. Its hotel rooms are mainly located in any part of city, but can also be rented apartments, villas or condominiums, mainly in the center. Many parts of the city that can be visited: the nightlife, with clubs where there is live music every night with different themes; Lido Di Camaiore where celebrations are held on the beach in Marina di Pietrasanta and Forte dei Marmi are the most beautiful and renowned Italian (Seven Apples, Twiga, detached, houses of the French). You can shop the avenue Margaret. In July and August you can see the "Puccini Festival" in Torre del Lago Puccini. To cross the city just rent a bike or a scooter. is characterized by natural landscapes, such as Pinewood West. At the center there are buildings like Piazza Mazzini and the Tower of Matilde 1544 Villa Paolina, built in the nineteenth century. Along the beach you can find various architectural styles such as the Chalet Martini. In this city held one of the most famous carnivals in Italy and Europe. The floats parade along the promenade of Viareggio. represents the artistic and organizational capacity of the Italians in the world. Third show of the 2009 broke all records were in fact more than 250,000 people to cheer on the floats of cards that have marched along the promenade of Viareggio

can you help me? i'm italian and i need somebody who correct this text..thanks a lot!? help me please. i'm italian and i have only 14 years old. so, can you correct this text please? tomorrow i must give this text to my teacher, and i know there are lot of mistakes.. thankssssssss i love travelling, in fact in my life I saw a lot of interesting places such as Kenya, Honk Hong, Maldive, Germany, Iceland. Last summer I went on holiday in England. I went there whit two friends: Sonia and Paola. We staued there for 2 week, we took a flight from bari to London. Exactly we stayed in a college in Richmond. Richmond is a district of London. The college was called Digby Stuart and it is 20 minutes from the center of London. In London I saw a lot of famous places like Trafalgar Square, British Museum, Buckingham Palace, the Big Ben. Than I saw Piccadilly Circus one of the most important square inn London, I remember when I go to a bar and I bought a bottle of mineral water and I spend 15 euros, so the prices are very high... Then I saw Madame Toussaud, it was really nice because I saw a lot of famous people like actor actress, sportman.. I saw Jonny Depp, Beckam, Bread Pitt! I like him a lot, in my opinion he’s wonderful, and he’s a fantastic actor.. I have seen Mourighno. I hate him. He’s a football coach and he work with inter, an Italian club.. I don’t like inter, because I am a supporter of Juventus. I don’t like him because he’s serius and disagreeable. The places I liked most were Brighton Oxford London eye.. Brighton is a city near London, full of shops, and it is famous because there are beautiful sandy beaches., I also had a bath there.. it was great, instead London eye is fabulous, and there was a breathtaking overview. Oxford is famous fot its college. In fact there are a lot of them. One of the most populare is Harry Potter’s college. It is beautiful. I look it very old. Oxford is full of souvenirs shops in fact I bought a lot of them for all my friends. English food is terrible, in my college the meal was horrible. I always eat chips, bread and butter, I also eat a lot of chocolate and sweeties One of the best meal that I tried was fish and chips, a very traditional taka away. I often went to McDonald. I love it! I know is very unhealthy but it is too tasty! Shopping in London in fantastic. I visited all the famous street like regent’s street, oxford st….. and there are s lot of shops, most of them are famous brands. But the best department store in the world is Harrods! It is indescribable. There are hundred and hundred brands. There are 5 floors and it is very wide. In fact when I went there with some friends we get lost! So, I love London because is a lovely city, it is interesting so, I would like to come back there.

What film from 1970 is this? "It's one of the most underrated, but one of the most beautiful epics that ever put on screen. It's directed by David Lean, who made 'The Bridge on the River Kwai', 'Lawrence of Arabia' and 'Doctor Zhivago' . "World War I seems far away from Ireland's Dingle peninsula when Rosy Ryan Shaughnessy goes horseback riding on the beach with the young English officer." And we HAVE our winner! In less than 4 MINUTES!!!!!! I'm impressed.

should i send this to my girlfriend? well me and my girlfriend have been going out for one month now however she started talking to her ex the other night and now doesn't want to talk much and says she can't do anything anymore and lost it and is confused. So i was thinking of sending her this or shouldn't I? (name) I really did like you well I still do of course but I really don't know how u feel about me maybe I was wrong to think that you liked me, maybe I was blind was I that stupid or was there feelings there for me I wish I knew the answer. Was everything that you had said to me since we started going out a lie was it all fake? What happened to it being fate and we could be like that together forever these are things we both said if you remember the nights which I hope you do. Or was it all an act did u really not like me and was I a fool who knows maybe I was too stupid to realise the truth. I gave so much up and would give anything just to be with you because I knew it could all work out maybe there is still a chance but it is now out of my hands it’s all up to you what are your true feelings? Was everything i gave up a waste or was it the best decision i ever made please let me know (name). Have i been on your mind lately or have u just forgotten all about me, have i done anything wrong? Is there anything i could do to make this work because i would go to any length to make it work. Its hurting me so much not knowing what is going on at the moment here i am thinking about it all night and can't do anything else all I have been thinking about is you Kirsten and the answers to our relationship. Please tell me everything (name) I want to know please don't hold anything back let all your feelings out don't bottle it up lets sort everything out once and for all this is what a relationship is we can work it out I know it (name) we can go through anything because we are meant to be. Or maybe me coming into your life was the worst thing that could of happened, maybe I ruined it for you, maybe I made you unhappy was it better off without me these are all the answers I seek. Kirsten I really do care for you more then anyone would I that I know I would love to show this all to you. There were still so many things I wanted to do with you I wanted to stare at the stars with you at night time just me and you, walking along the beach together holding hands and watching the sunset go down together, have many romantic dinners and so much more and most of all just be together in each others arms forever. You really are one amazing girl (name) you’re the most beautiful, intelligent, honest, caring, easy going and most fun girl i've ever met and most of all you make me the happiest guy in the world when i'm with you (name). hmm i understand the part where talking to her in person will be better however she is not that type of girl she gets emotional very easily and won't want to see anyone and is just keeping to herself atm and thats also why im really worried abt her.

Money makes you SAD/ANGRY/MEAN/HAPPY?>>>please read full article before answering!? Money Matters by Suze Orman Count Your Blessings -- and Your Money by Suze Orman Utility Links Printable ViewEmail this PageMonday, July 31, 2006 I'd be the last person to tell you that money can buy happiness, but I'm fascinated by recent reports insisting that money isn't a major factor in whether or not people are happy. Please. Positive psychology (that's what academicians call the study of human happiness) is a hot field of research, and the folks at the Positive Psychology Center at the University of Pennsylvania have come up with an interesting questionnaire that's been getting a lot of press. Yet nowhere in the 24-question Authentic Happiness Inventory does the issue of money -- or, more important, our desire for financial security -- merit a mention. Hmm. A Conspicuous Omission Given how expensive our lives are, how can money not be a factor? We have huge mortgages and tapped-out home equity lines of credit weighing on us. College tuition bills have never been more daunting. Our employers are less likely to give us a defined benefit pension, so the onus is on us -- and our 401(k)s -- to figure out how we'll be able to afford retirement. If we're lucky enough to get health insurance through our employer, the trend is for each of us to be responsible for a greater portion of the bill. I would love to live in a world where authentic happiness was achievable solely from the richness of relationships, but I'm a realist. And the reality I see -- and that so many of you write to me about -- is one in which money plays into our ability to be truly happy. Yes, I've heard about the study of lottery winners that showed they were not relatively happier than those who hadn't won the lottery, and the one reporting that folks on the Forbes 100 list (the wealthiest people alive) weren't much happier than the average American. Those studies show that being filthy rich doesn't ensure happiness, but that's not something most of us have to contend with. I'm talking about how your happiness is affected when you're worried about how you'll pay the bills at the end of the month, save for the future, and be able to afford to retire. In other words, how you'll make ends meet. When those worries are your reality, I think it's ridiculously hard to be authentically happy. Happiness Is Income-Sensitive Apparently, I'm not the only one who thinks so. A survey conducted earlier this year by the Pew Research Center reports that, overall, just 34 percent of respondents are very happy. But when you start to slice the findings by income, it gets very interesting: 49 percent of respondents with an annual family income above $100,000 say they are very happy. When income falls between $75,000 and $100,000, the very-happy contingent falls to 38 percent. Just 24 percent of those with incomes below $30,000 said they were very happy. I want to be quite clear: I'm in no way saying that money is all that matters. But I'm so tired of how scared everyone is to admit that money does in fact make a difference in the quality of our lives. A Family Affair Most of you would probably say that what makes you truly happy is your family and the love you share in your relationships, and I couldn't agree more. But money comes into play in those relationships, too. When I talk about money this way to a group, invariably someone comes up to me afterward and give me a "tsk, tsk" look and says, "Suze, you are so wrong. Money isn't the key to life, this is!" At which point their wallet flies open and they show me a photo of their family. That's when things get interesting, because I start asking them questions: Did you take that photo with your own camera? It looks like a beautiful beach; was the photo taken on a family vacation? Are those braces I see on the two teenagers? Do you hope to help those beautiful kids go to college? As their heads bob in successive "yes" nods, I ask them how they provide all of that for their family. That's when they understand that I had it right. Richer, But Not Happier At the risk of repeating myself, I totally agree that family and friends are vital to our well being; without meaningful relationships, there's no chance of ever being truly, authentically happy. That's why, every Saturday night, I end my CNBC show with the following words: "People first. Then money. Then things." But money does have a place at the table. If you don't have money to buy things, you're going to be very frustrated. It's just that simple. How we handle the money we have also plays into our happiness. 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Where are the most beautiful beaches in the world? Places like Fiji, the Caribbean, Thailand, etc. Can you give me specifics about the beautiful beaches that you know of?

Would you agree that Rhossili beach (Gower peninsula) is one of the most beautiful beaches in the world? If not, what would be your choice?

Which country has the most beautiful beaches in the world? ? Portugal? Brazil? United States? Sweden? England? Uruguay? What?

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Where is the most beautiful beach in the world? I found the beaches in the Seychelles some of the most beautiful I have ever seen, but also some beaches in the Mediterranean in sardinia, Corsica and on Greek islands. Have you found the perfect ever beach?

Where in the world is the most beautiful beach you have ever visited? I love travelling and have been lucky enough to see some beautiful places, but I want to know all about the beaches you have been to so I have some ideas for next years exotic holiday :-)

Which region of the world has the most white sand beaches with clear beautiful water? Anyone have any insight to where I can find these beautiful paradises?

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What is the #1 most beautiful beach/ocean/paradise destination in the world? If you could pick the 1 most amazing looking place in the entire world based on amazing beaches and scenery and stuff, where would it be? Personally, I'd like to see if anyone could top http://homepages.wmich.edu/~m4young/Bora-Bora.jpg http://www.totalwallpapers.com/nature/wallpapers/bora-bora-island-tahiti-french-polynesia.jpg

survey: what do you think are the top 3 most beautiful beaches in the world today?

where does the most beautiful beach found in the world? i am a Seychellois i always heard about the boasting of seychelles beaches but when i watch TV i see lots of many more beautiful beaches, blue seas that looks far interesting than that of the Seychelles .

Where is the most beautiful beach in the world located? In terms of accessibility, ambience, beach, facilities, privacy, etc.

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who is the most beautiful island in the world? i think seychelles cause seychelles has the mosy beautiful beach in the world and his famous coc0 de mer seeds

which country has the worlds most beautiful beach? which country has most beautiful, clear blue water, secluded, beautiful, white sandy, beaches.... like something in a pure fantasy...literally

What beach in Hawaii did James Michener call "the most beautiful beach in the world"?

What is the most beautiful place in the world? beautiful beaches, communal feel, you know....the ideal.... and safe.........

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What is the most beautiful beach you have visited.? There are beautiful beaches in all around world. What are the best.?

where in the world can you get married on a beautiful beach near relatively big cities? A list would be good? We're planning to get married abroad (not in the UK) and would like a beach wedding. We would also like it to be near to a city or large town where our guests can explore or feel free to leave the hotel resort? Anywhere in the world except Australia (just a bit too far for our guests!) Thank you.

What are the areas and beaches around the world where you can find warm water through out the entire year? they dont have to be touristy areas or beautiful beaches, which areas in a general have warm waters? from the ocean, sea, river, ecc?

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What is the most beautiful tropical island in the world? I'm looking to go on vacation with my husband during the beggining of next year and we want to go to a tropical place with a great beach, etc. We've all seen pictures of them, but WHERE is the most beautiful place to go to? I was thinking somewhere in the caribbean or fiji, because it sounds pretty exotic... any feedbck would be great! thanks! (anywhere that has exotic green islands with white sandy beaches is what i had in mind....)

What is the most beautiful most peaceful place in the world? This is in your opinion. It has to be somewhere you have ACTUALLY been. I think so far I would say mine is the ocean. Walking along the beach at night just far enough into the ocean to where the waves are rolling over the tops of your feet. The only sound you can here are of the salty waves and the sweet sea breeze makes it all the more peaceful. I hope to visit more places and decide then though. Where is the most peaceful place you have been to? It can be anywhere.

The most beautiful land in the world? for me and Brazil Why; The land of beautiful woman with the ass grand. And the beaches tabem "tropical".

Where is the most sensual holiday in the world? I want to take my boyfriend of 17 years somewhere really really different and romantic but don't know where to chose. I live in Boston, USA. I don't want to travel for hours on a plane. The weather must be hot and we want a really isolated place that has beautiful beaches and peace and quiet. I want to propose to him and so I'd like somewhere that is quite sensual and romantic. Can anyone recommend a place?

Do you know where is the world's beautiful island in the Philippines? The world's beautiful island in the Philippines is boracay. Do you know where you can stay, play golf, dine, and enjoy the fresh air, beach shore? How about stay there for 30 days for free in 1 year? Do you want to skinny dip in a private cove? Do you want to know where in boracay?

Which place is the worlds most beautiful place? What do you think is the worlds most beautiful place?it can be from your personal experience or anything!it can be a beach or anything!

Nude beaches around the world.? What is the most safe, reasonable, most beautiful nude beaches in the world. Please give me one place from each continent.

What you think of the Latin American countries good to visit beautiful women, pretty beaches? Here in Latin America you find everything what a tourist looks for best beaches are in Mexico “cancun” recognized anywhere in the world (you know it), the prettiest women are in Mexican Mexico and Brazil and the Brazilians move their hips like shakira until better than she, precious pyramids, and the first two lungs of the world the amazons and the tropical forests of Mexico. I eat Latin I think that here about Latin America all we are very amiable and warm tropical countries here presonas specially in Mexico, if you know Latin America here hiras astonished to you at at the nature and the culture, customs, food and color of the countries, the question is if you know a country Latin, how they treated to you, what was what you like more, what place was, and that country, obien if you do not know cuel is the country that you would like to know I WOULD LIKE MANY OF THIS GREAT NATION MY MAIL IS interscope_nike@hormail.com thanks greetings to all

dream of most beautiful sunset in the world? hey guys its kinda weird but could you help what it means of my dream here are the details: i have dreamed that iam from a vacation i think that i am relaxing(iam lying down on the sand, looking at the horizon, in the waters) in a beach(the beach looks like it has palm trees like a beach in real life then you can see islands but the islands has mountains) iam watching the sunset then someone tell me (he is looking he is from India) he says it is the most beautiful sunset in the world then i just smiled. then that is it what could it mean?:/

World travelers: what is HANDS DOWN the most beautiful place you've been? Give us lots of details. Thanks! Please provide us with the specifics of time, place, etc. Please don't just say, "Hawaii;" say WHERE in Hawaii and what time of day it was and what you did, saw, etc. Thanks! My answer? Taking a helicopter ride over remote parts of the island of Kauai -- the Na Pali coast cliffs and beaches were so beautiful I cried like a baby. I wanted the pilot to drop me off and never return for me.

Where in the world did florida get all of that beautiful, sparkly, beach sand?

Where can a family of 6 go in florida on a beautiful beach with affordable accomidations? Me and my wife want to take our 4 children (ages 3, 6, 9 and 13) to Florida for vacation. We dont want to go to disney world. We want to enjoy ourselves on a beautiful beach without the whole party thing. We just want to relax and shop. Any ideas where we could stay that alows 6 people in a room?

name beautiful beaches? can u name the worlds most nicest beaches thanx

Which is the most beautiful/scenic country in Europe? I have travelled through most of Europe and my personal opinion is Greece. Although Athens is a jungle concrete city which is stifling hot in the summer, the rest of the country is so diverse and so picturesque for its size! For instance, in the north-west you come across magnificent gorges and lakes and forests. The north-east is full of small dotted beautiful villages and wetlands full of wildlife (like the flamingo). The West Ionian islands have some of the best beaches in the world (independent awards), see: Navagio, Porto Katsiki, Myrtos, Antipaxos. The Peloponese is full of theatres, ancient ruins, history and wild flowers; Greece has the most species of wild flowers in all of Europe. Crete is a magnificent island. Here you can find the longest gorge in Europe: The Samaria Gorge. The beaches here are truly overwhelming; check out: Chrissi island, Balos, Falasarna. And because of its subtropical climate, it contains the only wild palm tree forest in europe...

where in the world can u find the most beautiful b!tches? up to u b!tches/beaches. DISCLAIMER: this is for my hw lol

What is the song at the end of Rescue Me - First Episode - goes we live in a beautiful world-when on the beach

I have never visited australia, but is it a nice place to visit? i would like to know more about the people, food etc.I've also heard it has one of the worlds most beautiful beaches.

Why the world is so beautiful? The beach, the birds, the trees, plants, dogs, animal kingdoms? When we see a beautiful painting in front of us - just as a normal human being -don't we wonder who made this beautiful painting?

Where do you think are the most beautiful beaches in the world? MAURITIUS PUERTO RICO SPAIN TURKEY BRAZIL HAWAII EGYPT MALAYSIA? OTHER PLACES YOU WOULD RECOMMEND?

Do you know that Greece has the most beautiful beaches in the world? if no, visit Greece this year and find out!!!!!!!!

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Why is there so little tourism in the Philippines ? Phil has some of the most beautiful beaches in the world (boracay has been voted the most beautiful in the world for 5 yrs ) but almost no tourism when compared to many other places with FAR less to offer,like hawaii and mexico! And the people are so friendly as well. I wont even mention the beautiful women !! So why ??

Where can you find aqua blue ocean water? Some beaches have different color waters what causes this? Also what are some of the most beautiful beaches in the world?

Where can you find the smallest plaza in the world? its the place of beautiful beaches and sweetest mangoes in the Philippines... oh, i love it. pls come and enjoy their festivities every summer time.

where are the most beautiful beaches in the world? Is Indian and Sri Lanken beach nice?

I am planning a trip to Thailand in early March but only have 5 days there. What is a must see? I am not as interested in beaches as I am culture. I have been to a lot of beautiful beach areas around the world so, unless it is specifically stellar, I would rather do something else.

Which one will u travel to for holidays; brazil or thailand?U have been to thailand b4.? I want to go with my bro to any ofdd two. I am in germany. I have been to thailand b4 but i want to go somewhere new but my br likes thailand. And thailand is less expensive than brazil.What can u do to help me. Thailand i could buy business materials and go to boxing school, Brazil i can see d worlds 3 beautiful beach .

which of these BEAUTIFUL beaches would u rather go to? their all from differnt parts of the world 1. http://www.destination360.com/north-america/us/hawaii/images/hawaii-beach.jpg 2.http://www.allystrip.com/photos/fullSize/fullSize_Thailand%20-%20IMG_2274.jpg 3.http://www.powerfloe.com/media/DESKTOP%20PHOTOS/CARIB-9-PC.jpg 4.http://www.undp.org.al/img/mdg/beach-in-vlora2.jpg 5.http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/06/29/sardinia_wideweb__430x326.jpg 6.http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/00/13/6c/16/ship-wreck-beach-zakinthos.jpg 7.http://www.threebestbeaches.com/uploaded_images/tbb-palmbeach-762025.jpg

where is the most beautiful beach in the world? clear water, white sand etc

If you could ride your horse anywhere in the world, where would it be? I have always wanted to ride my horse along a beautiful beach. There would be a cool breeze and a gorgeous sunset! What about you, where would you go?

What Makes San Diego The Finest City in the World? Do you agree? I'm thinking of moving there... that's why.... beaches are beautiful!

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Recommend a peaceful, isolated, unpopulated beautiful beach? I live in the Wash DC area. I want to get away from the world for the weekend to relax. I would prefer a sunny beach that is isolated and unpopulated with tourists. I am looking for a serene place where I can unwind, think and escape life's stress.

What is the most beautiful moment in your life? There was a few times that i felt, the world was really beautiful: 1) I was kayaking along this stretch of canal and i just felt like i was part of the earth...it was the water beneath me, and the beautiful tropical surroundings. I could touch the water just beside me. 2) I was sitting on a platorm watching the wee hours of the morning. There was a stretch of water and the woods in the distant. The day was just waking. birds flying around. And everything was just tranquil and beautiful. 3) I was watching sunrise along the river and as the day wake, the sun rises and slowly, everyone and everthing awakes. People starts coming to the river, dogs will wake and go on their morning walks, fishermen starts their boat and you hear this little bobbing engines of fishing boats going around and the swish of the fishing nets. 4) It was in the evening, i was sitting at the deck of a certain resort. It was a fairly still evening, with the waves lapping at the shore, few couples walking along the beach, and the golden hue shinning on the waves.. 5) It was in the night and as the sky is so clear, the entire sky is filled with beautiful stars, we could hear the waves lapping and we were sitting at the jetty...he piggy-backed me and we ran along the beach laughing...we were just surrounded by this large span of endless diamonds in the sky.

Hello everyone!! Can someone tell me if there are any non-stop flights from the USA to Natal, Brazil? Thank yo I usually travel thru Sao Paolo or Amsterdam (direct flights from AMS, Lisbon, Heathrow, etc) to get to Natal. But I want to start flying direct to Natal from the USA! FYI: Natal, Brazil is one of the fastest growing real estate regions in the world! Golf courses, houses, beautiful beaches, the best air quality in South America (NASA confirmed) and close to the equator - so it's 80 degrees all year round! Real estate prices have doubled over the past 2 years and will double at least 2 more times by 2010. It's the closest Brazilian city to the USA and Europe. A new International Airport will be completed by 2009 and will be the largest airport in South America. If anyone has any questions or interest in real estate please let me know. I've been doing business in Natal since 2004. Thank you.

Can you tell me something about my country: the wonderful Mexico? I know our country is very popular worldwide. Everybody wants to come to Mexico. If you think in the most beautiful beaches you think in Mexico. We know you respect our country. We have two of the most wonderful civilizations ever: Maya and Aztec civilizations. Did you know we have pyramids such as Egypt? We are one of the most beautiful countries in the world.

If you could go on a holiday to anywhere in the world where would you go and why? For me i'd love to go all the island countries, especially hawaii, the beaches just look so beautiful, i'd love to have a honeymoon there one day.

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you want to live? I'd like to live on a beautiful beach with beautiful, aqua water kinda like in the movie w/Leonadardo di Caprio in The Beach which I think was in Thailand. On the otherhand, I'd also love to live in a gorgeous penthouse in the heart of New York City. There are so many beautiful places, it's hard to say.

What is it with the Canadian Stereotypes??? I am from Eastern Canada, and I've met many people visiting Canada from the States and I can't believe that they are surprised that we don't live in igloos, have pet beavers, and that it snows all year round. Prince Edward Island, located in eastern Canada has beaches that are nationally ranked as some of the most beautiful beaches in the world. I'm not at all angry or anything about the stereotypes, I'm just curious anout why people believe them.

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where is the longest sea beach in the world? how long that is , how beautiful ?

Who is the meticulous master designer of the earth and the Universe? Have you ever been to the Niagara Falls or the Grand Canyon? Have you climb beautiful mountains or the beautiful Island of Bali? Have you walked along the beautiful beach shore of Galveston Texas or walked through the scenic hills of Indonesia. Can you see that their must have been a master designer to put this beautiful world together with such exactness, beauty and grace?

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Where is the most beautiful beach in the world? Thank you for sharing your experience!

vietnam beaches? why would anyone want to go to the beaches in Vietnam ? there are beaches all over this world that are beautiful why Vietnam? (not me )

" why is it when ppl visit the beach they find it impossible to put there rubbish in the bin "? I have lived near the beach most of my life , & what saddens me when summer comes is all the rubbish I find on the beach , empty stubbies , cigarette butts , broken kids toys , cans , etc....etc.... but the worst is plastic bags ........We are supposed to have some of the most beautiful beaches in the world right here & ppl just seem to think its ok to just dump their rubbish anywhere they see fit ,but I am sure that if someone came to their home & dumped their rubbish on their doorstep there would be hell to pay . So why ppl of Australia do we find it so hard to keep our beaches clean , its not as though there are no bins around?????????

Have you ever been to Bottle Beach in Thailand? If you have check out this video---- http://youtube.com/watch?v=6L6WwdQzHks Is this one of the most beautiful beaches in the world? Let me know amigos..

I love the northern beaches.? of sydney. SHOW SOME LOVE. After being away for only 3 weeks I would hate to live anywhere but the northern beaches. it is the most beautiful area in the world. 2103 pride.

Wildwood, NJ?? Has anyone been to Wildwood New Jersey? It has a peir with awesome rides. It is my favorite place in the world. It has beautiful beaches and is the best place in the universe.

If you could visit any where in the world, where would you go and why? Here are my top places I would visit: 1. Jamaica- I've heard it is so pretty there and the people are funny. 2. Africa- I just have always wanted to visit the motherland. I want to visit the wealthy and poor parts. I love the heritage!<3 3. Bahamas- They have beautiful beaches. 4. The Virgin Islands- I haven't heard too much about it but I would like to. 5. Paris- I just heard it was beautiful. Where would you go? Thanks in advance for sharing!!<3

Albania, getting the facts straight? For chrissake i have seen all these questions asked about Albania, and all these answers copied word for word from wikipedia from people that have no clue what they are talking about. 1. Albania is the only Atheist country in the world, no we are not muslim! 2. Albania is part of Europe, yet not part of the EU, and for u real smartasses over here you dont have to be part of the EU to be part of Europe, the EU is a trade agreement, where they use the same currency except for the British that use the pounds (why? because the pounds are the strongest currency in the world). 3. Albania is a beautiful country surrounded by mountains and beaches, it has some of the most beautiful beaches in the world, and it would be a great place to visit, especially if u have family/friends. 4. I visited Albania recently and had a wonderful time, i went to the beach for 2 weeks, the night life is great, and i had my cousins to chill with. 5. Albania belongs in europe! Albania had the first people and the oldest language in the Indo/Euro region. 6. We have not started wars, and there is no civil war, however you may be thinking about the civil war between Serbia and Kosovo, thus making the Kosovars flee into Albania and join up with them. 7. though not in the EU, will soon be a part of it. 8. The albanian flag is the best flag in the world. 9. Have a problem with us? The US will make a "peace" agreement. (hrm hrm peace like they did with Iraq) Im not angry, and we are not communist any more, its just ive seen all these people talk about stuff they knw nothing about TO ALL YOU IDIOTS ALBANIA HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO CONVERT THEMSELVES INTO MUSLIM RELIGION BECAUSE OF TAXES WHEN THE TURKS TOOK OVER (in which skenderbeu freed us all)AND OUR DUMBASS OF A PRESIDENT Albania is the only atheist country in the world, nobody goes and prays, religion is just a title, NOTHING ELSE