tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53445166563717981712011-07-30T23:56:46.995-07:00*_Novecento_*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07683671337317719600noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5344516656371798171.post-79357143467377314452010-10-13T15:35:00.000-07:002010-10-13T15:46:34.808-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Dating with Not Your Boy. First of all, to be clear, Not Your Boy means someone who is already dating with not you. Over years, I have been observing situations when guys came for exchange study and were hanging out with other girls, although they had girlfriends. Some of them were just flirting with no other future. However, most of them - just wanted to have fun. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It is an interesting fact, that many people are saying that it is a natural thing that guys want some adventures aside normal life. They don't consider an affair during a trip as a cheating to current girlfriends. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">On the other side of the picture, girls are divided into those who don't give a cr*p about "dating" with Not Your Boy, meaning they consider that as an adventure as well. Personally, I had another opinion. Each time, when some Not Your Boy was hitting at me, I just pretended to be in shoes of his girlfriend. How would I feel if I found out that somewhere my boyfriend is cheating on me...Definitely, bad. But here is a question: if a guy is cheating, is the girl with whom he is cheating the one to blame?.. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Few days ago I heard from a friend of mine such idea that if a guy wants to cheat, he will do it anyway. No matter with whom or when. So I thought that the problem is not that guys is cheating, but the fact that he wants to cheat. Doesn't it lead to the conclusion that something is wrong in his relationships?..And a new girl is just like a breath of fresh air for him....</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5344516656371798171-7935714346737731445?l=novecento2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*_Novecento_*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07683671337317719600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5344516656371798171.post-11638902103475160732010-10-01T11:09:00.000-07:002010-10-01T11:10:43.898-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Gosh, I just want to be deeply and happily in Love. Is it too much to wish for?!!!!</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5344516656371798171-1163890210347516073?l=novecento2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*_Novecento_*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07683671337317719600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5344516656371798171.post-14723298072924100372010-09-24T01:30:00.000-07:002010-09-24T01:37:29.882-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">That's the most amazing feeling!</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;">!! </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >When you come to totally unknown place, first you feel a bit uncertain - you have no idea what to expect and whom you would meet. After all, there is a time of 'honey moon' - you put on <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">pink glasses</span> and love the world around you!</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >I arrived to Rovaniemi couple weeks ago. </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Firstly, I was not sure if I can live here normally: without knowing anyone, without my friends, my relatives...But what a hell, once I came just like that to Finland, and I was only 17 at that time. </span></span>I adore my memory's tricks. <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Despite the fact what unpleasant things happened in our life, it chooses to remember only the brightest moments of happiness! =)</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5344516656371798171-1472329807292410037?l=novecento2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*_Novecento_*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07683671337317719600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5344516656371798171.post-58624081302453803362009-01-02T14:29:00.000-08:002009-01-02T14:39:30.695-08:00Kemi is a small town with <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">a big heart</span>?, nah - I would say - many hearts and faces. You wonder why? Just try to imagine how many people have been here once. I don't speak only about tourists who come to visit SnowCastle and probably something else, and then do their best to get rid from Kemi just because the wind has changed. You know what I am talking about - sweet Botnia :D Mmm...<br />No, I am not speaking about those at all, but I mean You, and me - students of KTAMK.<br /> Students from all over the World come here to taste new way of life, once-in-a-life experience. Just think about it, You could go wharever You wanted, but You have chosen Kemi; or maybe Kemi has chosen You ;) Despite the fact that in winter it could be below -28 here, when I think about Kemi - only warm and sweet memories come to my mind - my friends, great time that I have spent here, in Kemi...<br /> Kemi - cold city with hot heart!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5344516656371798171-5862408130245380336?l=novecento2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*_Novecento_*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07683671337317719600noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5344516656371798171.post-77779100832998798282008-04-26T07:15:00.000-07:002008-04-26T07:23:29.124-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;">You think it is rude to say like that to person? I don't think so! I hate when people lie to me; probably because during my youth I was liying too much to others... There is a huge difference between situation when you have to lie, but you try to everything for hiding that you were liying; and situation when you lie on purpose and want to make it clear. Shit! That's really awful! It is even very "down"....<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">.......Do you know - I love you........</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> ......Really?.....</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> .... NO!!... Hahaha! I lied!.....<br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">It was not about love in my case, but still it hurts! And right now I hate that person! I can see reasons why it happened, but <span style="font-weight: bold;">COME OOON!!! It is not worth of it!!!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span></span>What should I do now???Hmm...I don't know...I could go for a walk...But I don't want to go alone<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">---it makes me feel loneliness----<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5344516656371798171-7777910083299879828?l=novecento2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*_Novecento_*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07683671337317719600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5344516656371798171.post-91404521963527168002008-04-25T10:42:00.000-07:002008-04-25T10:48:50.937-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_86_16mX903c/SBIZQlE4DtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jldtEkAGbYc/s1600-h/glamourlife21_20070810_1319554037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_86_16mX903c/SBIZQlE4DtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jldtEkAGbYc/s320/glamourlife21_20070810_1319554037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193241092932767442" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >Hmmm......What should I say? - Hello? </span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >I think that it is too easy...<br />I would say - olleH!!! :)) I think that's one is much better.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >I am not really a fan of diaries or smth like that</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >But sometimes you feel that you want to share your feeling - thoughts - wishes- dreams with someone, who cannot use this knowledge in personal needs - that's why we use Online Diaries. Many people can read this, leave comments - but still they don't know you - me :)</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" ><br /><br />So welcome! Take a seat! Today is 25th, and I want to start! ^^</span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5344516656371798171-9140452196352716800?l=novecento2008.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*_Novecento_*http://www.blogger.com/profile/07683671337317719600noreply@blogger.com0