Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Samples Of Dental Hygienist Personal Statement

Café Oran in the Paris Cirque d'Hiver: Khaled invites




As in Oran. Khaled sings on the weekend of September 24, 2010 at the Paris Cirque d'Hiver with Raistars Cheba Zahouania, Boutaiba Sghir, Cheb Sahraoui and the Jewish pianist from Oran by Maurice El Medioni.


lasted a whole weekend, the "Café Oran", as part of the Festival d'Ile de France. MAGNIFIQUE. WONDERFUL!


Khaled is expressed at a press conference on Franco-Algerian history: Oran was multicultural, and the Algerian-French history to be written on both sides together again. Love and Peace, his message is always the same!
The exclusive interview follows in translation ....



See also previous posts of Oran and Khaled Rai and

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Having Trouble With Chemical Formulas

disappearance

When her lips after a seemingly endless minute again separated, Vanessa looked deep into his eyes and asked, "Why have you waited so long only as"
"Is this now really is important?" he replied as he stroked one of the blond locks from her face. Then he hugged her, to kiss her again. At that moment he was sure that it is in heaven could not be better.
"Mr. Schneider", insisted one indignant sounding voice in the depths of his consciousness. Max opened his eyes. Most of his classmates looked at him.
"To me it is indeed aware that my voice can have a calming effect. Nevertheless, I expect them to follow in the auditorium of my lecture, and do it at home sleeping! "
Max blushed. What was worse than being reprimanded more than a hundred fellow students by the professor.
"Of course, Professor. My mistake. "He mumbled, while still a laugh wandered through the auditorium. Most of all he would have sunk in the ground.
was particularly loud laughter of the group obliquely before him. Vanessa sat there with her friends. Max avoided looking at them to look understood, but some of what they said. Too much of it.
"What a sacrifice," said one of them. Then - again with laughter.
Max's stomach suddenly filled with stones. At least it felt that way.
He just wanted to get away, away from everything. Back in his apartment, and then crawl in bed, dig in and most never come out. The eyes close and leave.
way from the university, away from the students, especially far away from Vanessa, the woman he loved, which haunted him in his dreams. For he did not exist.
And if he does not yet exist - perhaps disappearance then not all that difficult.