Thursday, August 31, 2006
“Lies, lies, lies... That’s what the world is made of.”
But, anyway... Between all the things I read and learnt with my religion, there was a particular part of the Bible that I never forgot. It's about lies, honesty, etc...
It relates when a group of people was chasing and trying to kill a woman who lied and cheated on her husband. At the exactly moment she had nowhere else to run and they would finally kill her throwing her stones, Jesus stoped everyone and said:
- Throw the first stone the man who never told a lie.
Suddenly everyone thought for a moment and walked away leaving the woman behind...
I could expend hours and hours writing a huge text telling what this part of the Bible is about and what I could learn with that... But, whatever, I won’t. I hope people who read my blog can understand what I'm trying to say. If you don't, just grab a Bible and read it a little bit. Don't worry, if you are a clarified person, it won't make you fanatic or anything like that. It will only get you a little bit less septic and with better directions in your life.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Right Home Definition
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Tips to write good texts:
2. Use correct punctuation comma and punctuation mark specially or dont you agree a text without it is harder to understand
3. U should avoid abbrev.
4. Do never generalize. It’s always a mistake to generalize in all the situations.
5. Incomplete phrases may cause
6. As recommended by C.O.E.I, do never use unknown acronyms.
7. Do not use too many exclamation points!!! Never! The text is going to sound rude and horrible!!!
8. Do not abuse of quotes. As my teacher used to say: "Who quotes everyone, don’t have own ideas".
9. Be kareful withh orthografy, notting killing the english languaje.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Joy
I dunno, but life has been changing a lot lately. People going, people coming... When stoned or drunk I get "open", silly, and start to call and send messages to everyone, telling how important they are and blah, blah, blah. Luckily the Brazilians are too far and "too expensive" from me, otherwise I would be calling, messaging and bothering them too... A few nights ago I ALMOST called Junia on my mobile! Thank God my rational was stronger, even stoned and drunk! Shit...
But, anyway, for the ones who care... Yeah, I’m more single than ever here in this side of the world (in any side, actually). When I got in the country my heart was still Junia’s for at least 6 months (unbelievable!), then I extended my visa, we broke up, and shortly after that Jane (literally) caught me! There I was again, "trapped" in another relationship.
People always asked me... "Is this aussie your girlfriend??" ...No, never was. We were together for nearly 2 years, but never properly dating. As we say in Brazil, we "ficávamos" (they don’t have such a useful word for that in English), and because of a lot of little shit problems, we were never properly "together".
Now what’s happening is that (answering to a few people) a month ago she met this new dude called "Robin" (yes, like Batman’s partner) and is finally trying to have a proper relationship for the first time in her life. Don’t ask me if it’s working or not. As I said here once, I’m letting it be, putting my selfishness aside, giving her "space" and not interfering too much in her life anymore (just like I’m doing with Junia). As I never wanted her properly, it’s more than fair to let her try and see if it works or not.
In the mean time, I’m exactly like a few years ago when my friends and I founded the legendary "Patota do Baile": single and enjoying life as it has to be! It seems that God (or whoever) knew what was happening to me and put Patoto Nudel on the right time in my life. In 2 weeks I’ve been with the same number of girls that I’ve been in 2 years living here. Just because for the first time I’m really allowing my self to meet new girls and let my heart free for whatever (or whoever) comes. And, for the ones who REALLY care, don’t worry... Even when out of reality, maturity keeps me safe, doing safe, going safe.
Anyway... Time to bed, Monday is a few minutes away. No more joy till Friday, as life has to be.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Crazy nights for the spotless mind...
Who are you?
How did I end up here?
...ah well, at least you are hot.
I gotta go...
Bye.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Maria Joaquina
Saturday afternoon... Hanging over, nothing to do.
“BYO parties are always the coolest!”
“Are you Mexican? Is your name Florinda? Clotilde? ...Chilindrita!”
“Nah, I rather meet Kiko or Don Ramon than your boyfriend Karlo... Jejejeje!”
“Every time when selecting her name in my mobile list, I have to pass through someone’s name. Last night I had a dream with this person... Just crazy!”
“- I’m still getting heal from a past relationship... But I reckon this time it’s being easier and healing faster than ever.
- Probably because you’ve been to this sort of thing a few times in your life and are use to it.
- Do you think?
- Or because you didn’t like her too much...
- Well, take your own conclusions...”
“Smoking pot and playing Playstation with Dio&Cia... Good dude, GOOD!”
“I went to this Japanese party last weekend and they had a kind of Game Boy which you had to blow it to inflate balloons inside the game! Very interactive and fun! But a bit hard when drunk...”
“Maria Joaquina from Carrousel is 28 year-old today and is naked in the Mexican Playboy this month!”
“Wooooow!”
“Snow and bruises! ...Bah! I'm high!”
“Running on the bridge is just another therapy... Useful not just to get in shape, but also to organize thoughts.”
“Yeah, a band! That’s all I need in my life now! Play Chili Peppers and stuff...”
“Where do I stop, where do I begging?”
“I’ve just bought these new 5 speakers and subwoofer to my computer! Man, seriously... You have no idea how powerful they are! My room is a movie theater now! Next step: a huge screen just like the one I have in the office!”
“Wooooow!”
“Does money brings happiness?”
“Yeah, he wrote me this email a few weeks ago... One of the things he said was that he never did such a thing in his life and he would never tell anyone. Probably his ego is too big for that...”
“Tell me... Are you able to have fun without making use of drugs, or real life is too boring and depressive?”
“There’re too many fishes in the sea to stress with just one!”
“Wooooow!”
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Instinctively blue.
Somewhere, not sure exactly where, there was a huge beautiful field, with green grass and blue roses spread all over it. Right on the middle there was a tree. But not a normal tree. This one was very high and blue, all blue. Its stem, branches, leafs and fruits were completely blue.
After a while observing it, I could notice that just blue birds could rest on its branches. It seemed that any bird of a different colour knew, I don’t know how, the tree was not for them. Instinct thing, probably. I dunno...
When I got closer, I also noticed there were two little boys. One of them on the top harvesting its fruits and the other looking from the ground, holding a basket full of them. It was weird because they were both laughing and didn’t give a shit to my presence there.
Very curious, I then asked:
- Hey kids, what’s going on? What’s funny?
Suddenly they just stoped laughing and looked at me with a very serious face, giving me no answer.
- Can I taste one of these fruits? - I asked again.
- They are blue fruits. - Said the little boy holding the basket.
- Yeah, I know… But can I pick one and eat it?
Then the boy on the top of the tree yelled very angry:
- But they are all blue fruits from the blue tree!!!
- So?! What’s wrong about it?! Can I taste or not?! Just one!
They suddenly started to harvest the fruits again, laughing even more.
- Shit, what’s wrong with you guys?! Are you retarded or what?!
Then again, no answers. All they could do was laugh and keep harvesting the bloody blue fruits. For a moment I thought that probably just blue people could eat it and, as the birds, I should naturally know that and avoid it. But they were so beautiful and blue that I couldn’t resist... I just didn’t give a shit and got one fruit from the boy’s basket. It was beautiful! Very blue, soft, rounded, as big as my closed hand and with no marks or imperfections at all! The smell was just terrific!
(too big, I'll tell the rest another day).
Monday, August 07, 2006
Js
Just like the other one, she likes you a lot and really feels a lot of attraction, but is just sick of trying and trying, going nowhere as she also thinks you never really wanted her.
Just like the other one, she finally found someone who she believes that likes and wants to be with her. Not like you who never gave her this kind of confidence.
Just like the other one, she’s sick of you playing with her feelings and will also start to hate you if you don’t stop being selfish.
So learn the lesson, let it be and live your life. If you really care, that's gonna be your biggest gesture of respect for her. Just like you did with the other one...











