Zombie

Respiro. Estou viva.
Mas não tenho alma.

Estou perdida em pensamentos.
Por favor, procuro-me!

Encontrem-me!

...sozinha não consigo...

Realidade virtual

Acabei de me aperceber que vivo numa realidade virtual.
A minha visão de mim está num plano completamente alheio à visão que as outras pessoas têm do mundo.

Aquilo que para mim parece ser importante não o é para mais ninguém, e aquilo que para os outros é importante não faz sentido para mim.
Não sei o que fazer com a falta de sentido que vejo nos outros, ou com a falta de sentido que vêem em mim.

Será que me devo adaptar, esquecer toda a minha maneira de pensar até aqui e aparentemente contentar-me com o que é normal uma pessoa desejar, querer e fazer? Ou será que são os outros que se têm contentado porque não tiveram ou não quiseram ter as oportunidades que eu tive?

De certo modo creio que a culpa é minha de me ter deixado ficar tão alheia do mundo em volta... Perdi as minhas raízes por ter lutado tanto contra elas. De tanto tentar perceber o sentido do mundo e porque aqui estou, deixei de perceber a realidade.

Estou, mais uma vez, perdida. Desta vez entre o que é e o que eu penso que possa ser.
E agora?

Noite

Não era isto que eu queria, mas é isto que eu tenho.
A noite toda para me dar resultados.
O dia de amanhã para tirar conclusões.
Esperar que as introduções surjam por milagre.
E que na próxima semana a minha vida mude.

What kind of f*ckery is this?

I've been having this song in my head all day.



It doesn't say what I fell right now, but the rythm gets in my bones and my muscles and makes me wanna push time forward, slowly but willingly, sweetly but strongly...why do you play yourself like this?...

I feel like I should be far away from here, doing what I think I feel I should be doing instead of what I think I try to make myself do, unwillingly...nowadays you don't mean dick to me...

It doesn't matter what the consequences are, it matters that I can't run away from me, and I can't run away from my feelings, 'cause I feel and I wanna feel like I haven't felt in a oh-too-long time...it's me and Mr. Jones...

I'll be out of here soon, I know I'll be out of here soon, I feel like I'm already out of here and it's too soon 'cause it's me and. . . . . . . . . . .

Online 2

"yeah....your sex is on fire!"

French kiss

Voulez-vous...?

On how to kill a headache

Chá que é chá é inglês com uma pinguinha de leite.
No sugar.

E música que é música é a Amy a cantar Little rich girl com o Zalon e o Ade.

"You left for London when you were nineteen,

Had to pawn all your nice clothes, just living on dreams

Hey, little rich girl, where did u go wrong?"

Those were the days...

of our lives...

..and this is how I feel today.

My own rules

Next time I should remember to make my own rules... Or at least set some rules at the beginning... and follow them...after making sure we're agreed on them...

(rules... made to be broken.)

For good old times sake...

"Talking about love is like dancing about architecture...but that won't stop me from trying..."

Love hurts

New game, popping around on facebook and friends’ blogs, some call it the Oracle =) Here are the rules:
1. put your itunes / ipod (or your mp3 player of choice) on shuffle.
2. for each question, press the “next” button to get your answer;
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
I’ll never break your heart, Backstreet Boys (great start...)

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Breakfast in America, Supertramp

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Say it right, Nelly Furtado =)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Without you, Empire of the Sun

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
That certain female, Charlie Feathers

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Guitarra francesa, (whoever) (ugh..)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN?
You give love a bad name, Bon Jovi

WHAT IS 2+2?
Smoke two joints, Sublime (smart oracle)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Brilliant disguise, Bruce Springsteen (ahah, obviously)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
One of us, Joan Osborne (oh yes, God, of course)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Saudade, (whoever) (whoever, just as fine)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Voltar, Rodrigo Leão

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Roxanne, Police (hummm..)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Waterloo, ABBA (ahahahahahha, you won the war!)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Everytime we touch, Cascada (it’s gonna be a “body wedding”, lol)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Against all odds, Phil Collins

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Dialectos de Ternura, Da Weasel (huumm...no comments)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
White flag, Dido (so cute =))

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
What is it about men, Amy Winehouse

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
I belong to you, Lenny Kravitz

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Rockferry, Duffy

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Walk on, U2

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Hands clean, Alanis Morissette

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Cose della vita, Eros Ramazzotti & Tina Turner (what does that means??)

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Runaway, The Corrs (hummm)

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
White lightning, The RZA

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
It ain’t over ‘til it’s over, Lenny Kravitz (makes sense)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Mercy, Duffy (wow!)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Love hurts, Incubus (…it had to)

And then, one year later...

Here I am.

I survived one year alone in London.
Met people from around the world.
Learnt quite a lot.

Joined Facebook =P

Been to South Africa.

Broke a bone for the first time.

I'm different, but still the same.
Ready to see what's next in the surprise box for me

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