Crazy holiday!!
2008-02-08 @ 13:17:38
Do you like big parties coulorful vivid and bustling with activity?? Carnaval in Rio de Janeiro can fulfil all yours requirements:-)It is the world's greatest spectacle peaks beginning on Carnaval Friday February 1st 2008.
I'd like to write short article about it because I was always delighted with it' wealth and vibrant and my dream is to be there someday:-))
Rio de Janeiro houses hundreds of different samba schools, organized into a number of interconnected leagues. The major league is called “Grupo Especial”next are: "Mestre Sala", "Porta Bandeira", "Porto de Pedra" and so on.
During the 5 days of Carnaval there are many events which would be considered spectacular in any other City than Rio de Janeiro like Salvador and Recife:-) is the heart of Brazilian culture and the international symbol of its greatness. After Carnival has taken place, the nightly winners from each samba school participate in whats called the Champions Parade down the famed Sambadrome.
Each night during this crazy weekend over 60.000 spectators watch the contest live, while millions more tune in on TV to catch this feast for the senses. Even before the parade starts, the streets surrounding the parade area are closed to car traffic, while the grounds around this stadium are transformed into Carnaval Central. A main stage hosts a variety of acts and performances, and hundreds of vendors set up shop with food and drinks.
And more photos::::
Comment please!!! :-)
2008-02-06 @ 14:38:10
Like I promised I wrote a short review to the story which I've put in a previous add. I hope you like it! If you want you can mark my work and underline my mistakes:-)I'll be very grateful:-)

It’s a short story which is pleasantly to read even for children. The main character is a small boy in age 11 who is living with his father- pastor. Here are many oblique statements like unknown town, characters without names and we can’t find out when whole situation have placed. That make story more mysterious with universal overtone. That story can concern everyone of us because everybody can be that small boy in the raining night with a glimmer of hope which can save somebody’s life or that lonely old lady who lost an aim of living and was trying commit an attempt on her life.
That story is a testimony to the faith. Some kind of instance of God’s kindness, flaws of human nature and our imperfection. It shows also an example of the futility of life. We can come to the conclusion that all depends on “nick of time” and stroke of luck. We are flick creatures and only thanks God’ mercy we can survive on this grim reality.
I recommend this story not only to everyone who is interested in religion and God but also to people who like pondering over meaning of life and faith. Personally it made a good impression on me and I won’t forget main moral that “Jesus really does love me”. I hope that everyone will get it’s own truth out of it.
Son for a quarter...
2008-02-03 @ 16:41:47
Hello guys!!! I've read that story a couple days ago and I just want you to know about it and recommend you to read this! It's quite long but very inventive and meditative:-) Enjoy it!

God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another
in some way. Look for God in others.

Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church,
the Pastor and his eleven-year-old son would go out into their town
and hand out Gospel Tracts.

This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and
his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold
outside, as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his
warmest and driest clothes and said; "OK dad, I'm ready."

His Pastor dad asked, "Ready for what?"
"Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out."
Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking "But Dad, aren't
people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?"
Dad answers, "Son, I am not going out in this weather."
Despondently, the boy ask, "Dad, can I go? Please?"
His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go. Here
are the tracts, be careful, son."
"Thanks Dad!" And with that, he was off and out into the rain.

This eleven-year-old boy walked the streets of the town going from
door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel
Tract. After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking,
bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT.

He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to,
but the streets were totally deserted.
Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the
sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell.
He rang the bell, but nobody answered.
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered.
He waited but still no answer.
Finally, this eleven-year-old trooper turned to leave, but something
stopped him.

Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on
the door with his fist.
He waited, something holding him there on the front porch.
He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady.
She softly asked, "What can I do for you, son?"
With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy
"Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you
and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you
all about JESUS and His great LOVE."
With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave.
She called to him as he departed.
"Thank you, son! And God Bless You!"

Well, the following Sunday morning in church, Pastor Dad was in the
pulpit. As the service began, he asked, "Does anybody have a testimony or
want to say anything?"
Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her
feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her
face, "No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before.
You see, before last Sunday, I was not a Christian.
My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this
Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even
more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no
longer had any hope or will to live.
So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic
of my home.
I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on
the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck.
Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to
leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs
startled me.
I thought, 'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.
I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder
and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking
I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever
rings my bell or comes to see me.'
I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all
the while the bell rang louder and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for
there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy
I had ever seen in my life.
His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you!
The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long
been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice,
'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.'
Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I
closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract.
Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair.
I wouldn't be needing them any more.
You see I am now a Happy Child of the KING.
Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel
Tract; I have come here to personally say THANK YOU TO God's little
angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my
soul from eternity in hell."

There was not a dry eye in the church.
And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very
rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the
front pew where the little angel was seated.
He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.
Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this
universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor
for his son except for One.
This Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark
He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven
shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son
on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that
is named.
Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.
We will meet in Heaven.
Have a nice evening!!!!
2008-01-31 @ 18:38:20
Ufff how seldom I write something down here:-(
It's all because of lack of free time lately:-( What a pitty:-(

I put here new videos! I recommend you to watch it!
"Save your tears 'cause I'll come back"
I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door
But still I swore to hide the pain when I turn back the pages
Shouting might have been the answer
What if I'd cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart?
But now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart

Though a thousand words
Have never been spoken
They'll fly to you
Crossing over the time and distance holding you
Suspended on silver wings

And a thousand words
One thousand confessions
Will cradle you
Making all of the pain you feel seem far away
They'll hold you forever
Enjoy your watching;-)
2008-01-27 @ 17:43:17
Hello my friends!!
I have a winter vacation at last! I have been waiting for them so long time! Now I can sleep to midday and do what I couldn't do because of lack of free time:-) Fantastic!

I recommend you a new site- BAHU!! Great place for meeting new people online to struck up new friendships and atmosphere is nicely there! Check this up!
I've logged there as Isabelitka ofcourse!
So if you decide to log there pop into my profile, please!:-)))

Bigg kisss for everyone
2007-12-31 @ 14:51:49
H ours of happy times with friends and family
A bundant time for relaxation
P rosperity
P lenty of love when you need it the most
Y outhful excitement at lifes simple pleasures

N ights of restful slumber ( don't worry be happy)
E verything you need
W ishing you love and light

Y ears and years of good health
E njoyment and mirth
A angels to watch over you
R embrances of a happy years!
It's Christmas time....
2007-12-24 @ 18:41:31
I have always waited for this time full of joy and happiness, meeting with family at the same table share the holy wafer with parents and brothers even sending wishes by sms makes me happy:-)
It's grate to see all people who I love and respect with heartfelt smile on their face. There is nothing more important than please family and friends. Christmas is the grate opportunity to do something good for them.
The way you think of others
and the thoughtful things you do
Make you very special
and warmly thought of,too..
And special days like Christmas
will always be too few
For telling you the happiness
that's always wished
for you!!!
Hope you have a wonderful Holiday Season;-)
Merry Christmas!!!!
2007-12-23 @ 17:13:27
May this Christmas be so special that you never ever feel lonely again and be surrounded by loved ones throughout!

You are special, you are unique; may your Christmas be also as special and unique as you are! Merry Christmas!
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