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Windows 10. GMUNK. ODESZA. #Windows10
Es la víspera de Windows 10, y si han sido buenos, mañana encontrarán software nuevo, de este que promete ser el "ultimo" Windows bajo el arbol, ya saben SAAS
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Fico Assim Sem Você - Adriana Calcanhotto
Avião sem asa
Fogueira sem brasa
Sou eu assim, sem você
Futebol sem bola
Piu-Piu sem Frajola
Sou eu assim, sem você
Por que é que tem que ser assim?
Se o meu desejo não tem fim
Eu te quero a todo instante
Nem mil auto-falantes
Vão poder falar por mim
Amor sem beijinho
Buchecha sem Claudinho
Sou eu assim sem você
Circo sem palhaço
Namoro sem abraço
Sou eu assim sem você
Tô louco pra te ver chegar
Tô louco pra te ter nas mãos
Deitar no teu abraço
Retomar o pedaço
Que falta no meu coração
Eu não existo longe de você
E a solidão é o meu pior castigo
Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver
Mas o relógio tá de mal comigo
Eu não existo longe de você
E a solidão é o meu pior castigo
Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver
Mas o relógio tá de mal comigo
Por quê? Por quê?
Neném sem chupeta
Romeu sem Julieta
Sou eu assim, sem você
Carro sem estrada
Queijo sem goiabada
Sou eu assim, sem você
Você
Por que é que tem que ser assim?
Se o meu desejo não tem fim
Eu te quero a todo instante
Nem mil auto-falantes
Vão poder falar por mim
Eu não existo longe de você
E a solidão é o meu pior castigo
Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver
Mas o relógio tá de mal comigo
Eu não existo longe de você
E a solidão é o meu pior castigo
Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver
Mas o relógio tá de mal comigo
Por quê? Por quê?
Aunque hay otras versiones, como esta de Claudinho y Buchecha
O, ustedes me conocen, la versión super melosa de Michele Wankenne que en realidad es mi favorita
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Game of Thrones: A Telltale Games Series - Episode 5: 'A Nest of Vipers #nestofvipers
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
Dear Hard Work
Dear Hard Work,
I used to hate you,
When you called my name,
I heard it but ran away from you,
When I knew you were coming,
I used to hide from you,
When you influenced others to talk to me,
I quickly made excuses to get away from you.
Afraid of the pain because I didn't want to get hurt
Afraid to fail, so I didn't even try
Afraid of the shame that you might put me through and
Afraid of your name because of what you have done to others
Who do you think you are?
Making me so afraid of who you are?
Reflection in the mirror,
Shadow behind me,
I take one step and still,
Your ahead of me,
Sweat on my face, tears in my eyes,
I keep on going,
I heard you tell no lies,
You turn the poor to rich,
F to A's
Is there anything that you can't do?
Now look at me,
You made me who I am today,
and because of you,
I have this never losing, never giving up attitude
Quitting?
That is not in my vocabulary
When they quit, I keep going,
When they sleep, I work harder,
When they say that I can't and count me out, I show them that I can
When I tell them about my dreams,
And they laugh, I make sure I laugh last.
I'm a dream chaser, that means I chase my dreams, and not no one else's
Only I can defeat me,
It's me against this work you put on me,
There Is no losing -- I will not lose,
I came this far and I'm not stopping now
Oh hard work,
My dad was right about you, you do pay off, and because of that I love you.
How can I not?
I'm no longer hiding from you, I'm waiting for you.
Matter of fact, where are you?
I need you, because in hard work- I trust!
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
Our Deepest Fear
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
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