Now Nastasya is a student of Russian Financial Academy on the faculty of the International Economy. She speaks English, French, studies German.
One of basic her hobby it is music. She very much likes to sing.
NASTASYA has already recorded some songs with the musical producer and the composer Askura Alexander Shkuratov.
You can write to NASTASYA here on this site.
She will be glad to read your comments. She will answer you.
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.
I hope you have a “purfect” weekend!! Peace and love. Paul X
Paul Weston Arts web link coming soon!!
“My Cat.”
“My cat leaps around the garden fence Pouncing on anything that moves There’s no defence Sleeps for hours and sometimes days Bathing in the summer rays Hibernating in the winter cold Prowling, howelling meowing so bold My cat is quick, sleek, reactions unique If I ever return as a bird or a mouse then I am going to leave my house When I am due to travel away my cat sulks for days Moody before and then turns his back as I return to the door Feeding him food from a tin Is considered by my feline friend a cardinal sin He sits and looks at me in disgust This is not what I want for my breakfast. “Give me lean chicken, salmon or fresh beluga Or I’ll slash the side of your chair like Freddy Kruger My claws are sharp I will reduce your coat To the texture and look of an old Nanny goat I go to sit in my favourite chair In front of the fire and guess whose there! Asleep in my bed I awake with surprise As a purring nose pokes me straight in the eyes! I now understand the word perfection Is all about my cats affection Even when he wreaks the place I live A look from those saucer green eyes makes me forget and forgive. My cat has a spiritual link, a supernatural perception Something that humans have no connection I can only watch look and admire all of that Oh…I forgot to mention. My cat is An Acrobat.”
WHAT WE NEED A draft, to clear our history everything that hurt us. A detergent to remove stains masks that we use daily. Scissors to cut what prevents us to grow. A bird that we teach fly high and singing with freedom. A tinaja to age the affection and love maturity. A transparent to preserve smiles bottle and uncovered to hear his joyful sound. Some lenses, proofreaders vision of life, allowing us to observe with love your fellow man and nature. A squirrel, indicating how climb by branches of the tree of wisdom. A large, needles for weaving dreams and illusions. A chest to save all memories built and give life. A closing, allowing open mind when you want to find answers, another to close our mouth when necessary, and another to open our hearts. A rebobinador film, to remind the happiest moments in our lives. A clock to give all the time to love and the love. Of ethics and morality, shoes for stepping on firm and insurance where we are. A scale to weigh all lived and all experienced. A mirror to admire one of the most perfect works of God. Get you! God bless you!! You happy day! * Tony argetino someone*
Thanks for the friendship & support, Stop on by when you get a chance and give a listen, can I suggest leaving a comment on what you think. Much Appreciated.
Peace, Love & Hope'n for a better economy, Michael
Nastasya dearest...Smell the rain, feel the breeze, listen to the wind...use all your senses to the fullest and cherish all your todays. Have a lovely weekend and do take care always...XO - Chito!!!
Starlit rivers flowing to the west Nightingales singing songs their best Above it all a wind is blowing A seed within begins with sowing
In the distance two lovers share their bliss When they part theirs hearts share a kiss Inside a forest’s opening doors The mystery awakens rain downpours.
A path appears like a silvery road Books carried by wagons unload The trees approve there as they play Transforming into letters each day by day.
In a clearing a large tree looms suddenly above Letters like flowers dancing vines growing with love Meanings are revealed and then fade away As the sages study their truth along the way.
If you have ever wondered where it all began It was here in this moment you became a man.
LOL Nastasya some mornings we don't want to get out of a warm bed I know well what that is like and then having to start a car that wants to be subborn and don't want to start and then waiting half an hour to warm up the car we all have those days LMAO the weekends here and we get to sleep in yay. So how is everything and school is it like mine crazy everyday lots of homeworKo_O? Its cold snowing here too they are administering the H1N1 vaccine here to eveyone mostly the elderly and children first everyone will be getting vaccinated soon. How is Russia this time of year have you began your Christmas shopping early? Keep in touch I could write a book my IM is hmtvcanada@rogers.com and email is hmtvcanada@gmail.com
Wishing you a wonderful weekend Lots of hugs positive energy and light XO Tina
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