Monday, March 18, 2013
My dream job
If somebody asks me that what my dream job is, i will say immidiately that i want to be an officer of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I really love to do the international business and travel around the world, so i thought that job is what i dreamed so far. That is why i studied international business relation when i was in university. If i could be offered this job, i would attend in some international important meeting hold in foreign countries with many leaders from other organizations, or work with successful famous people i admire. In addition, i can travel also during my business trip without any paid. I can stay in the luxury hotel with an amzing service and delicous meals. However, a dream is still a dearm. My parents advice me that i should have a stable job, instead of travelling around, to take care of my family in the future.
Friday, March 1, 2013
Sad story....
The soldier walked slowly to the door, and looked at the princes last time. In his mind, he was ready to be Lion's meal, but he wished a magic would happen. He closed his eyes, breathed deeply and opened the second door. A loviest woman was sitting on the chair. She was so gorgeous in the most beautiful and sexiest clothes he has never seen before. Even though he really loved the princes, he cried a lot and he thought that maybe this beautiful lady was his truly destiny. God sent her to his life and he has to accept. He walked to the women, took her hands and said "Thanks for not a crazy lion, i would be a good husband and loved you for the rest of my life". Then he kissed her. Unfortunately, the woman gave her a piece of paper and said "Game is not over yet". He was suprised and read the messege immidiately. "Your final destination is next door if you kiss this woman now. If not, you are free to go." He felt shamed and guilty because he betrayed the princess and was easy to fall in love with a beautiful woman. He cried one more time, he felt exhausted and fainted afterthat. Someone took him to the next door and noone saw him again....
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