She came over, in my room, we had a lot of fun, and took heaps of pictures (that’s one of them).
I can now speak Portuguese, English, a bit of Spanish, and Italian.
Doesn’t matter, she just speaks English, and advised me to keep quiet, shut my mouth up, and to keep walking on my way.
"I heard a little girl
And what she said
Was something beautiful
To give... your love
No matter what."
"My Friends" (2:46)
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Shhhhhhhhh...
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
"Maybes"
Today I was having a look on the posts from exactly a year ago here on my blog, and it was interesting to see how excited I was to go back to Brazil. I really couldn’t wait, and was counting the days and hours for it. But now, this year, it’s being different. Going back of course is still something exciting and cool, but, I dunno, I’m not seeing my self THAT desperate to go as I was a year ago, and I can’t explain me why. Of course I wanna go! Of course I wanna see my friends, my family, Junia, my house, my room, my bed, my car, my “spots”, and every thing else again! But... Yeah, I dunno... Shit! I really don’t know!! Grrrrr! Hehehe...
A year ago I went to Qantas much earlier than I went this year to book the trip, and from the moment I did it, I started to plan, and think a lot about. But this time I booked it a few weeks ago, and, yeah, "wow", "how cool", hehehehehe, shit... :/
Maybe cos the world is definitely getting smaller to me, and a trip like that is like going to Katoomba, or Brisbane, or any other place close Sydney. The hours inside an airplane really don’t bother me anymore, and, as long it has those cool individual screens with heaps of movies, documentaries, and stuff to distract me, I can keep travelling as much it’s necessary.
Maybe because last year was the (great) first time!
Maybe because I saw my family a few months ago...
Maybe because New Zealand is not a new place to visit anymore...
Maybe because my feelings about people that I left behind in Brazil are much more clear to me, and I know what’s going to happen about it, which makes me not very curious to get there.
Maybe because my life (my mind) this year is more concentrated and stuck than ever here in Australia, and all the goals that I have decided to achieve here make me feel ensured that here is definitely where I wanna stay.
Maybe just travelling to the Moon would really make me feel excited... Derrrr! :P
...Ah well, whatever! Lots of "maybes", but I'm really not sure why I'm considering this trip as any other normal one. FOR SURE a psychologist would be very useful to me now.
A year ago I went to Qantas much earlier than I went this year to book the trip, and from the moment I did it, I started to plan, and think a lot about. But this time I booked it a few weeks ago, and, yeah, "wow", "how cool", hehehehehe, shit... :/
Maybe cos the world is definitely getting smaller to me, and a trip like that is like going to Katoomba, or Brisbane, or any other place close Sydney. The hours inside an airplane really don’t bother me anymore, and, as long it has those cool individual screens with heaps of movies, documentaries, and stuff to distract me, I can keep travelling as much it’s necessary.
Maybe because last year was the (great) first time!
Maybe because I saw my family a few months ago...
Maybe because New Zealand is not a new place to visit anymore...
Maybe because my feelings about people that I left behind in Brazil are much more clear to me, and I know what’s going to happen about it, which makes me not very curious to get there.
Maybe because my life (my mind) this year is more concentrated and stuck than ever here in Australia, and all the goals that I have decided to achieve here make me feel ensured that here is definitely where I wanna stay.
Maybe just travelling to the Moon would really make me feel excited... Derrrr! :P
...Ah well, whatever! Lots of "maybes", but I'm really not sure why I'm considering this trip as any other normal one. FOR SURE a psychologist would be very useful to me now.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
For "yous", teachers
Life is cool, life is crazy, life is interesting. A party tonight, new person arrives. People coming, people teaching, people going. A new face today, will be old in a few days. "Real friend" is what they say, but just the true ones who really stay. Mistakes I did, mistakes I do, sorry for the ones I did to you.
Monday, March 27, 2006
Grandma Summer
The girl who used to give me "guaru", and her brand new sewing machine.
People definitely change, hehe...
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Friday, March 24, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
"Lucky" man
Hehehehehehe, some days it's better you stay in bed:
http://noticias.terra.com.br/popular/interna/0,,OI922855-EI1141,00.html
http://noticias.terra.com.br/popular/interna/0,,OI922855-EI1141,00.html
Monday, March 20, 2006
Amém
Last week I was talking to a friend at school about how cool is to party sometimes, and take some (light) drugs to “get out of reality”. Until last year she was a normal catholic person, just like me, and used to party, drink and meet new people all the time as well. But a few months ago, a friend introduced her to this religion, “Jeova's Witnesses” (I actually don’t remember how she called it in English), and since then started to be a REALLY good girl, believing that partying hard is very wrong, and people when are drunk are able to be VERY naughty - "disrespecting their partners, and doing stupid things that they may get regret for the rest of their lives". Today, half glass of wine is more than enough to her, and not even her birthday she wants to celebrate anymore - "There’s no reason to celebrate it. All the days of the year are the same to everyone and people shouldn’t believe that they are more important and special than everyone else on the day that they were born! We are the same, all sons of God!"
Yeah, a bit exaggerated, I reckon. I remember a few years ago a uni friend in Brazil was exactly the same, trying to convince me that his religion was the best thing on earth and that I should behave like him. I dunno, but maybe because I’m a very laid back dude, and always up to learn, listen, and talk to people, they fell confident to tell me about their lives, secrets, and believes. A few weeks ago for example, a Brazilian guy told me he was gay and that I was the first Brazilian in Australia to know!
Anyway... Just like my uni friend did, this girl brought me today a little book which explain everything about her religion, and, as she said, it will change my life making me see the world, life, death, God and everything else from a different point of view! ...Gosh! And, believe it or not, the book is in Portuguese! - "Hihihihi, it was hard to find, but I thought you would be more interested if it was in your language, hihihi."
That was cute, and I actually respect everything she said to me. A lot of people would say... “Pfff, bull shit! Stupid girl!” ...But, I dunno, maybe that’s another reason people “open” their self so easily to me... Maybe cos I’m always trying to understand and respect their behaviours from a rational point of view, trying to not take conclusion before listening and analysing everything that is going on. And, in this case, I'm really trying to understand why this religion has attracted her so much, and all the reasons behind it in her life. Besides, I really think religious people (or at least people who believe something), apart from exaggerations and idolatries, are often more able to be better humans, and that faith always makes people’s lives easier, and their values and directions much more clear in their minds. So, for consideration, I’ll have a look in the book, and at least read the chapters she said are the most important. I just hope my family don’t get too upset if I decide to not celebrate my birthday anymore... :P
Yeah, a bit exaggerated, I reckon. I remember a few years ago a uni friend in Brazil was exactly the same, trying to convince me that his religion was the best thing on earth and that I should behave like him. I dunno, but maybe because I’m a very laid back dude, and always up to learn, listen, and talk to people, they fell confident to tell me about their lives, secrets, and believes. A few weeks ago for example, a Brazilian guy told me he was gay and that I was the first Brazilian in Australia to know!
Anyway... Just like my uni friend did, this girl brought me today a little book which explain everything about her religion, and, as she said, it will change my life making me see the world, life, death, God and everything else from a different point of view! ...Gosh! And, believe it or not, the book is in Portuguese! - "Hihihihi, it was hard to find, but I thought you would be more interested if it was in your language, hihihi."
That was cute, and I actually respect everything she said to me. A lot of people would say... “Pfff, bull shit! Stupid girl!” ...But, I dunno, maybe that’s another reason people “open” their self so easily to me... Maybe cos I’m always trying to understand and respect their behaviours from a rational point of view, trying to not take conclusion before listening and analysing everything that is going on. And, in this case, I'm really trying to understand why this religion has attracted her so much, and all the reasons behind it in her life. Besides, I really think religious people (or at least people who believe something), apart from exaggerations and idolatries, are often more able to be better humans, and that faith always makes people’s lives easier, and their values and directions much more clear in their minds. So, for consideration, I’ll have a look in the book, and at least read the chapters she said are the most important. I just hope my family don’t get too upset if I decide to not celebrate my birthday anymore... :P
Sunday, March 19, 2006
A Polish girl, in a bbq, drinking Chimarrão, and listening to a Chilli Pepper's cover band
Well, I just got my work done, and don’t have much to do for the rest of the night, so I decided to write a bit...
Let’s see... Umm... My weekend! Work + party + friends + fun. Last night (Saturday) was a different one. Not just because of the fun, but also because of the interesting things that happened, and people that I met.
Leo and I were the only Brazilians in this Polish barbeque in a King Cross’s apartment. All the others were polish, just a few Australians, Mexicans and Colombians. I dunno, but that was crazy. Polish people are completely different from Brazilians and they are crazy for alcohol! A Polish old dude told me that if you are visiting a friend or anyone in Poland, it’s very rude if you don’t bring a bottle of Vodka with you. Because of the crazy strong winter (-30º as average temperature!!), drinking alcohol to fell hotter (or less cold) is a kinda habit in their culture, even for little kids.
But, yeah... When Leo and I got to the party, fuck, we were kinda scared with all those rude and not very friendly Polish people quiet, seated and civilly talking. But after a while, with the late latin people arriving, and the bottles and more bottles of vodka “going on”, those Polish were getting more open, easy talking, crazy (CRAZY!), and fun!
After that we tried to get into my school friend’s party in a crowded pub in Oxford Street, but the queue was SO big that not even the VIP card she gave me was able to make us jump it. So we decided to find another place to go and, fortunately, for a big coincidence, we end up going to a pub that a Red Hot Chilli Pepper’s cover band was perfectly playing their songs! That was awesome! I was in heaven, stoned, drunk, with friends around, and those dudes dressed and playing exactly like Chilli Peppers! That was a long and cool night... :)
Today, after waking up at 2pm, Adriano came over to have a chat and chimarrão with me. Very nice day too. Good to relax and to get the head back on track...
Well, that's enough... Have a nice week, folks!
Ciao.
Let’s see... Umm... My weekend! Work + party + friends + fun. Last night (Saturday) was a different one. Not just because of the fun, but also because of the interesting things that happened, and people that I met.
Leo and I were the only Brazilians in this Polish barbeque in a King Cross’s apartment. All the others were polish, just a few Australians, Mexicans and Colombians. I dunno, but that was crazy. Polish people are completely different from Brazilians and they are crazy for alcohol! A Polish old dude told me that if you are visiting a friend or anyone in Poland, it’s very rude if you don’t bring a bottle of Vodka with you. Because of the crazy strong winter (-30º as average temperature!!), drinking alcohol to fell hotter (or less cold) is a kinda habit in their culture, even for little kids.
But, yeah... When Leo and I got to the party, fuck, we were kinda scared with all those rude and not very friendly Polish people quiet, seated and civilly talking. But after a while, with the late latin people arriving, and the bottles and more bottles of vodka “going on”, those Polish were getting more open, easy talking, crazy (CRAZY!), and fun!
After that we tried to get into my school friend’s party in a crowded pub in Oxford Street, but the queue was SO big that not even the VIP card she gave me was able to make us jump it. So we decided to find another place to go and, fortunately, for a big coincidence, we end up going to a pub that a Red Hot Chilli Pepper’s cover band was perfectly playing their songs! That was awesome! I was in heaven, stoned, drunk, with friends around, and those dudes dressed and playing exactly like Chilli Peppers! That was a long and cool night... :)
Today, after waking up at 2pm, Adriano came over to have a chat and chimarrão with me. Very nice day too. Good to relax and to get the head back on track...
Well, that's enough... Have a nice week, folks!
Ciao.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Mestre de fantoches
End of passion play, crumbling away, I’m your source of self destruction. Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear, feeding on your death’s construction.
Taste me and you will see, more is all you need. You’re dedicated to how I’m killing you.
Come crawling faster, obey your master, your life burns faster. Obey your master!
Master of puppets, I’m pulling your strings, twisting your mind, smashing your dreams. Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing. Just call my name and I’ll hear you scream.
Needlework the way, never you’ll betray. Taste me and you will see.
Where are those dreams that I’ve been after?
Hell is worth all that natural habitat. Just a rhyme without a reason...
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days. Now your life is out of season.
I will occupy, I will help you die, I will run through you, now I rule you too!
Come crawling faster, obey your master, your life burns faster.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Lula na Inglaterra
Hehehehehe, tosco but funny...
http://charges.uol.com.br/2006/03/09/cotidiano-na-carruagem-da-rainha/
http://charges.uol.com.br/2006/03/09/cotidiano-na-carruagem-da-rainha/
Friday, March 10, 2006
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Monday, March 06, 2006
Chicken
Hehehe...
To watch, and watch, and watch, and watch, and...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGlFREnGNoQ&search=scary%20boy%20computer
To watch, and watch, and watch, and watch, and...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGlFREnGNoQ&search=scary%20boy%20computer
Friday, March 03, 2006
TIME!
I dunno, but sometimes I have this paranoia that I really fell that I don’t have enough time to do everything I need in my life, wishing to stop the time for a while whenever I want to finally execute ideas, and projects that I have in my mind. Besides, I really need more time to study, work, read, play drum, run, swim, talk (and write) to friends and family, and a lot of other things that I’m always having to chose and give priority to what is better and/or more useful to be doing. What is even worse, is when I’m doing something which makes me feel that I’m wasting my time...
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Walking with my own legs
Just you and no one else is responsible for your well being. Happiness is not something that you can lose, we just have to learn how and where to notice it. Each one is responsible for your own, do not rely on someone to be happy.
"The $hoot!"
“If you have been handed this flyer then we believe you have the look”
...whatever, fuckheads!
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