«[...]: eripiuntur nobis quaedam tempora ...
... quaedam subducuntur, quaedam effluunt. Turpissima iactura quae tamen est neglegentiam to fit. Et volueris adtendere, pars magna vitae elabitur agentibus evil, nihil agentibus maxima, in whole life aliud agentibus. [...]»*
There's nothing worse than being reprimanded after centuries ( twenty centuries Peddio!, As Seneca was born around 4 BC and committed suicide in 65 AD) from a Latin author. No, wait, it gets worse: it could happen to Marco Tullio "OMG!" Cicero.
(Among the things to do there would also be "put back the blog, but I do not want to tip. It would have been better and easier if I had taken for very good beginning, but what can I do? Somehow, also because of my careless way of living one's life in general, I suppose-I made it to decay in less than two years.)
Passing arguments to "serious" Saturday night I dreamed that Robert Downey Jr. (Robert Downey Jr. , Peddie!) accompanied the tour in my class. D'oh! The Me of the dream did not participate in the trip, but was accidentally in the same place that my friends had chosen as a destination, and when he saw them go out with him airport, his eyes bulging and it was all " , WHAT?! They know him? " Eee ... Yes, while I was sleeping, gnawing to death. Among others in their group was there-I do not know why-Shawn Pyfrom, better known as Andrew Van De Kamp of Desperate Housewives . Eee ... Well! Anger and wrath, oh!
The night before, however, I dreamed that almost all of the Glee Club happened in my humble abode. And, oh, it was a serious matter: my alter ego dream was to help them make something that I can not remember what it was, but I had to do with finding a way to leave with nothing from where I live. Memorable, however, the scene where the me makes them sneak into the house, the room on the ground floor, which was over my father and I was terrified that half of them would, like you would not want a dozen stray cats, except that they were human, but for him would be tantamount to having cats. ("Do more aaa no!" Hahaha!)
* (Translation courtesy of Prof. N.): Our hours are taken away from us by force sometimes, and sometimes with subtlety, and then once more we run on. But the loss of time that makes us more shame is what happens to our negligence. If you think of it, we must agree that most of life escapes us to do evil, in large part to do nothing and do nothing in the whole (as opposed to what we should do).
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