THG

Beyond the obvious plethora of teachings of dystopian futures
and the divisions of rich and poor, The Hunger Games offers
us sage conselhos about falling in amor and being in a relationship.
1) I know that when you are in a relationship you want your partner to play por the rules, but even if rules are stated, they can be changed , and they probably never existed in the first place. Forget the rules and try to be a little flexible.
2) Appearances can be deceiving. While there has to be an attraction if a relationship is ever going to work, allowing yourself to get to know someone, their strengths,...

Catching fogo Review

Yes, I know I am not no big magazine or newspaper reviewer, but I'm a person with an opinion. So here is what I thought about Catching Fire.
Misterious. The science-fiction is this book makes you really wonder, think, and pergunta our world. Such, as what if in the future what is something drastic were to happen and we were put into 12 districts limited supplies, and most all what if the your children or yourself had to go fight for your life. Well the Hunger Games brought that idea to life, and Catching fogo told us the aftermath of that idea. Even thought, Katniss won...

Xi Omega, Arthur Connell, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark looked over the whole Alpha Shade Army the smell of rotten corpses filled the air, Xi looked down at the lobo Ninja, they had only meet twice before both times in Jasper National Park with Humphrey, Kate, Lilly, Garth, Fire, Water and the Doctor, Xi never found out who the lobo Ninja was, now was his chance “Hello lobo Ninja” he said “Long time no see, still no idea on your identity, still guesting” he said “Well you will have to keep guesting, Alpha Shades, kill them” said the lobo Ninja and in a segundo of hearing that...

I spend the rest of the reaping dia locked in my room, huddled in a ball, trying not to think of Peeta and the painful, dreadful days to come. My mother never tries to talk to me or intrude on me; she must know how I feel, because she loves Peeta too.
When it's suppertime, all she does is crack my door open and slip the plate of comida onto my bedside mesa, tabela and run back out. I don't eat much of the peixe or green beans, just pick microscopic pieces of the comida off and play with it, bored.
When the lights go out and noises cease, I whimper softly into my pillow. Could it really have been this afternoon...