Estou orgulhosa, tenho sido capaz de cumprir com as minhas promessas.
Faz hoje 2 anos. Só por hoje, + 24 :)
Nem quem me conhece imagina a minha vida, muito menos quem me julga.
Frases como "Mandas-te speed ou quê?" só me trazem ainda mais alegria. E é tudo por amor. :)
Por isso quando me apontam o dedo ou me dizem que Carpe Diem não trás nada de bom, eu sorrio e fico feliz por o meu Carpe Diem me acompanhar e me trazer até aqui. Sem o meu Carpe Diem, não pensaria como penso agora, não estaria aqui agora.
Estou feliz por ter sido capaz de sair do buraco, por mim própria, por amor.
Estou feliz por ser feliz.
Obrigada mais uma vez amor, meu bem superior.
segunda-feira, 13 de maio de 2013
Promise
sexta-feira, 10 de maio de 2013
Ich muss explodieren.
- Misdfjhakfuad
ajsdhasdl
hasid!
jahsd. - er sagt.
- Mihyqbabdhfhahsgshs? - sie sagt.
Hwyebasybfqhbayfb ua shga h fha s iq agf3 ya f uyabd give ainkau uonhasbdjp. Auqabfubqbauhf vbiajha fu ua sd has uahguqbf haqyte9rba vivbaub.
Gkqyabfibnqyuabi asq has u quw n au qiogn h asjf.
Qrubaognqybaofg. Mi kuqwg'afh? Miqjgghasfa!!!
Dqaijajjd.
Nonsense.
segunda-feira, 6 de maio de 2013
*suspiros*
And because of all those love misadventures of mine, I just realize I want to have kids.
Me, who all my life thought I didn't wanted kids, now wants a child.
Has soon as I get the stability to do it.
Unconditional love.
I do.
I do.
1+1=0
Não me peçam para fazer contas à vida, porque a mim equações deste calibre não me assistem.
Para mim, é 1+1= 2, e 1-1=0
That easy.
2(Y x Z/X) = bull shit.
Por isso não, não compreendo onde é que 1+1 não é = 2.
Se duas pessoas gostam uma da outra, qual é a duvida? Amor+Amor=Muito amor.
Medo!
O medo come as pessoas sem elas darem conta. Come-as por dentro.
Medo. Medo do que só pode trazer felicidade.
Medo e comodismo. É mais fácil não fazer nada do que mudar o mundo.
Claro que vai dar merda, dá sempre, tudo acaba em merda, por menos ou mais merdosa que esta seja.
Mas até lá, há alegria e sorrisos, partilha e aprendizagem.
Não vale isso tudo muito mais que um oceano feito de lágrimas?
Eu acredito na bondade, mas parece-me que não há muitos a acreditar nas mesmas coisas que eu.
No dia que deixar de acreditar nisso, no dia em que a esperança se acabar, acabou tudo para mim.
No dia em que deixar de acreditar no bem, na felicidade e no amor, podem fazer comigo o que quiseres.
Até lá vou passando de nível, cada erro, cada falha, cada luta, cada aprendizagem um degrau.
Tudo e nada.
Negro fica o amor
Somos abençoados com a dádiva do amor.
E depois o que fazemos com ele?
O que acontece ao amor?
Torna-se pateticamente complicado e incompreensível, sem real fundamento, pois o amor é o que de mais belo e puro temos no mundo. Há amor por toda a parte, e nós não o olhamos, nós, passamos por ele, e não o sentimos. Que estúpidos.
O amor é tão grande e quente, que tem de ser vivido, não se pode desperdiçar.
Devo ser mesmo muito ingénua para acreditar no amor.
Devo ser é parva, porque pelos vistos não há muitos a pensar como eu.
Que queres que te diga amanhã?
Que é tarde demais? Que adias e adias e adias o que não tem necessidade nenhuma de ser adiado?
Por que é que não vens ter comigo? Essa é a minha eterna pergunta. Porque há sempre algo mais importante? Porque é que não sou uma prioridade?
Não é amor isto. Não é.
São pontos de vista. São maneiras de viver. São formas de pensar.
Por isso eu não digo mais nada, quanto tiveres tempo, e quiseres estar comigo, sabes como encontrar-me, espero ainda ter os braços abertos a tua espera.
Até lá, fica cada vez mais negro o meu coração.
domingo, 5 de maio de 2013
Naive
[15:32:48] model Photo: :*
[15:33:35] model Photo: hey! Tas bem?
[15:34:02] Vish Maria: estou
[15:34:05] Vish Maria: e tu?
[15:34:17] model Photo: sim, mas fiquei preocupado contigo...
[15:34:21] model Photo: desculpa ontem
[15:34:40] model Photo: nao era minha intenção aborrecer-te, dar-te liçoes nem nada do genero
[15:34:53] model Photo: era so uma especie de abrir-te os olhos
[15:35:07] Vish Maria: eu sei
[15:35:34] Vish Maria: mas como o dia ja tinha corrido mal e o caramba, fui abaixo
[15:35:39] model Photo: pq acho que as vezes es ingenua em relaçao as pessoas. Quer dizer que tens bom coração e es sincera e honesta mas os outros nao sao assim
[15:35:55] Vish Maria: tens razao
[15:36:25] model Photo: e tens que ter noção disso, mesmo que nao te importes
[15:36:45] model Photo: para poderes perceber certas reações, pelo menos...
[15:37:30] model Photo: ok?...
[15:37:40] model Photo: foi so essa a minha intenção
[15:37:41] Vish Maria: ssim
[15:37:43] model Photo: se calhar exagerei
[15:37:58] model Photo: mas se estivessemos frente a frente, percbias
[15:38:16] Vish Maria: eu sei.
[15:38:20] Vish Maria: obrigada
[15:38:31] model Photo: http://sexyport.deviantart.com/art/L-envers-Du-Miroir-369717430?q=gallery%3Asexyport%2F37200421&qo=1
[15:41:02] model Photo: gostaste?
sábado, 4 de maio de 2013
That is some impressife bullshit
"«tem muito de dantesco» com
e sem inferno. limpa
a voz:
«tem muito de comédia»
enquanto como,
para evitar mýthicos erros e
permanências indesejadas,
deus. acreditas que todas as noites
adormeço com um nome nos lábios
e não é uma prece? a beatitude é muito
menos subtil que uma rocha."
...
Não percebo.
Não percebo nada.
Nada de nada de nada do nada que o nada tem para dar.
E dar? Dar não é o importante aqui.
Sentir. Não sentir. Sentir demasiado. Sentir muito e nada sentir. nada...
nada. Nada de quê? de quanto? de quem?
Nada é vazio. Nada é vazio. E o vazio é tudo.
O vazio é uma imensidão de nada,
e tanto nada junto,
é tudo,
uma infinidade de possibilidades,
um mar de opções.
Nada é vazio. Nada é vazio. Tudo está cheio. Tudo.
Tudo...Sem querer ou com tudo o que tens de vontade,
que opção me deixaste? Nenhuma, só lágrimas.Foi só dor que me soubeste dar.
E dar nunca foi o importante aqui, ou foi?
Nada. E o mundo.
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quinta-feira, 25 de abril de 2013
Keep on moving. Always.
Around one year ago (2 April 2012), I changed my profile photo and made a promise. I still keep that promise now. Time is flying. And life is changing again. I feel like im reaching the next level, and never thought to feel so thankful to strength and love. Thank you love, for keeping me focused and lighting my way on some sometimes very obscure paths.
quinta-feira, 7 de fevereiro de 2013
Fighting crises
Dearest blog,
Last week I applied to get an Erasmus scholership, and even if I get it, I shall need tons of extra money since most of the good Erasmus outgoing countries in Europe are more expensive than Portugal.
By having that in mind, I decided that my next summer work money will be all saved for Erasmus, but even so, I don't get big amounts of money out of that, so I
First I started by saving money when going out or having too many meals out of the house.
Secondly I think if I can DIY something before I buy it.
Thirdly I started thinking on how to get my income.
Knowing that I'm a university student, that doesn't leaves me much time to get a part-time job, because I need to sleep and eat also, so I thought of services that I can easily provide on a time that is good for me, and the roller-coaster of ideas begun.
I've putted adds on a famous online adds website, in various subjects, such as babysitter, petsitter, seniorsitter, gardener, house cleaning lady, clothes ironing, flower maker for uni cars, etc.
And I just new realized that I love to do hand crafts and sew and such, I can also make some original stuff and sell them online or something. What matters is that I'm staying active and not getting my arms crossed to another life dreams, that is do Erasmus. :)
The trick is to plan ahead!
The moving.
Hmm, around a month ago, me and my roommates asked our landlord to price down our rend, but he didn't, so we decided to start looking for a new apartment, but only thought about moving out in July.
By a mysterious miracle, two days into our web surfing for rooms, we found the perfect house.
Lower rent, closer to uni, closer to the bars, even better condition than the previous!
It was a give it or take kind of situation, and we took it!
Our previous landlord did not like it, and made a drama out of it, but that is something I do not want to talk about right now.
So there we were, having to moving out of old apart at 23.59h Jan 31, into the still occupied new apart. It was an adventure, but still we moved, and now we are happier people.
We all have to get used to the new house and stuff, but we are glad we did it, because our new landlord is so cool that it looks like we are talking to a Uncle or something!
quinta-feira, 24 de janeiro de 2013
domingo, 6 de janeiro de 2013
How to know when your monstruation cycle is ready to explode:
- You get mad easily.
- You went sales shopping and bought combat boots for your an-existent child.
- You go out to a indian caffe and you get a milkshake.
- Your room mates annoy you so much, that you hit them.
- You want to make a chocolate cake.
- You did loads of posts on all the social networks you have an account on.
- You looked for re-usable diapers on the webs.
- You nearly cried thinking that your nutella is finished.
- You want to eat french fries for dinner! (outrageous)
- You decide to move out of your apartment because your landlord does not want to take 10€ out of your rent.
sexta-feira, 4 de janeiro de 2013
I wonder why aren't my parents proud of me...
I'm a wonderful child.
I do stuff, don't bother anyone.
I took my driving license at first attempt.
I once had 19,5 out of 20 on a test.
I recieved 1000€ in highschool for good grades.
I quited drugs.
I'm a volunteer firefighter.
I was a vonlunteer on a hospital.
I did an internship on a recovery house for addicteds.
I did a gap-year abroad as an Au-pair.
I traveled alone through a few countries in Europe.
I entered in one of the oldests universities in the world, therefore, one of the best of Portugal.
I'm the Vice-President of the table of the Plenary of The Ecological Group Of The Academic Association of Coimbra.
I'm like wonderwoman, minus the boobs, and all they can think about is that I should look like barbie... --'
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NY Resolution
This year I decided to make new years resolutions, and I sticked to the basic:
Quit smoking forever.
Quit drinking.
Quit eating animals.
Exercice.
Study.
I might had a few more a long the year.
We will see how does this goes.
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2013
So, 2013 has already begun.
Last year's wish was to make it dreamy, and it sure was.
Traveling all that much, meeting all that incredible people, doing all that crazy stuff. It was a once in a life time kind of a year. And I'm dealing much better with saudades now.
It is going to be hard to bit such an amasing year.
What shall my 2013 wish be?
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sexta-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2012
The past The present The future
The past - unforgettable (and I've really been trying to)
The present - unreachable
The future - unthinkable
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quinta-feira, 22 de novembro de 2012
"The desire within The pallor of your skin The spell of evil Sin"
sábado, 10 de novembro de 2012
Knock Knock
- Knock Knock!!
- Who's there?
- Depression.
- Oh, dear, please came in. Make yourself at home. I'm just going out to get some drinks with friends. ;)
domingo, 4 de novembro de 2012
My IQ
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segunda-feira, 29 de outubro de 2012
Lets see what is new.
So, for news, I can say that I've:
Quit smoking.
Been missing a lot of people.
Been a vegetarian for the last month.
Been a vegan for the last week or so. (found out no eggs mayo! *.*)
Been doing exercise.
Started Zen meditation (still figuring it out).
Entered an Ecological group on my uni academic association.
Started to take latin classes.
Been studying a lot.
Been very naughty :D
I'm loving uni. Not really the uni part, or the people part, just the discover yourself part.
Those are the years to change my life, forever. And I'm happy about it. :)
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domingo, 21 de outubro de 2012
Academia
Era uma vez uma Serenata, um Cortejo, um Batismo e uma Latada.
- com (GM) Helena Pimenta e (GF) Hugo Bigorna.
Serenata. Debaixo da capa da Madrinha. Convivo de Arquitectura. Dormir em casa do Renato.
Cortejo. Diabo-Auto da Barca do Inferno. Foto de família.
Batismo. No Mondego, janta com a Madrinha.
Latada. Comer ruivo da P. Comer ruivo de Boston.
Bem-vindo á vida na academia.
Finding out the truth...
Rowenna: "Can't believe you and joe got together!! That was bloodeh quick!"
Really don't have much to say about it...
Joe got a girlfriend, Fi.
Being betrayed feels very wrong.
Why shit has to happen?
Many questions...
Trying not to think it over.
sábado, 13 de outubro de 2012
Updating
Hello folks!
What's up?
It has been a long time since I last wrote in here.
Let's update?
Au-pairing in Germany is over.
The experience of parenthood was awesome.
Now I know a lot more about what means to be a couple and to have children.
I miss them all very much. And every time I see kids their ages, I remember them and smile. They are part of my past, part of me. With friends its the same thing. I miss everybody so much.
I remember before doing this gap year, to feel saudades, and to think that it hurted a lot. Shit, that was a broken nail in comparison with the heart that is being pulled away from me every heartbeat that I'm away from them.
A couple of days ago, while showering, I became to know that one day, when I'm old, and everybody is gone, I'm going, literally, die from saudades. And it hurts hurts hurts. And I cry cry cry, remembering everybody in Friedrichshafen.
I know that, that is life, that is how it works, how it is, nothing can be done.
You learn, you teach, you share and you miss.
And when you miss, it hurts.
And because of all that hurting, coming not only from all these saudades, I've been keeping myself occupied, but it is not easy not to think.
One of those days, Jesse told me "...but I've been feeling... emotionally confused somehow. Shades and glimpses of different feelings that I have trouble giving names to..."
In my case, I can name a few. Saudade. Inveja. Tristeza. Confusão.
I even started to have those paraphernalia of thoughts that I used to have. Depression knocking on the door, and my saying "la la la, I can't hear you".
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sábado, 7 de julho de 2012
What one learns:
What one teaches: Taís: Querer apenas o que é necessário. Danilo: Não sei, só sei que foi assim. Hemant: Don't expect from people. Benny: Never be bored, life is awesome, don't miss it. Daniel: Pensa se isso interessa primeiro? Não? Então caga.
quarta-feira, 20 de junho de 2012
The world changes at every passing second.
That's it. You kinda pass from dead tired, to dead drunk, to dead happy, to dead in love, to dead you don't know what. Birmingham awaits me!!!
quarta-feira, 23 de maio de 2012
Helsinki - Finland
So, I should up-date my blog, because if I don't, whats the point of having it? Does two last week I was in Helsinki with my GastGFamilie. Worked very little, and everyday I had free time. Before leaving, I made a Challenge: - No pc, no net, no washing machine. I also talked to a few people on CouchSurfing, and connected with them later on by cell phone in Helsinki. Im glad tht I did not bring my computer, nor used my cell phone to go into the internet, because that made me go out of the house every single time that I was free, and because of that, I meet Roni and Jesse, the CouchSurfers that went along with me for those two week. They are very different people, although they also like metal music. They are so interesting in so many different ways. First, I met Roni, we walked around the city, he showed me most of the classical sights in Helsinki, and some not so classic, but also very pleasent. He likes board games, like Dominion. Than I met Jesse, and we talked about finnish people, and Finland, and finnish speaking, and a shit load of things. Destiny or not, they live right across the street from eachother, in Kalio area. At the end, I ended up having sex with Jesse, going down, cross the stree, going up, and having sex with Roni. They are very different in sex, but I like it the Finnish way! I lived in Hertoniem (GastFamilie) and Myllypuro (Frieda - GastFamilie Friend). They were really nice with me at Frieda's place, and I had my own loft, privet bathroom, different entrence, my own key. Could it been better? I ate some traditional finnish food, and did you know that they have an island just for the zoo? And that they have their own saun at home? Everybody! And that they do not have a tube/duch washbasin/sink? The water goes straight to the floor, into a wastepipe, and the floor is tilted. And that they do not have a bidet? Instead, they have a mini duchhandle on the side of the toillete, so you can clean yourself with water! I thought it was to clean the bathroom sinks! Nuts! Oh, and it get morning at 5am, and night only comes at 23pm (at least while I was there). It was really a cool experience. And one day I went to Tallinn, capital city of Estonia, and made a lip piercing there.
segunda-feira, 16 de abril de 2012
News, news, news.
Oh, just one more thing, or two, or three.
I have a black bike, that as saved me a lot!
I0m going to Finland this next month.
And I just submited my UK university application.
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April macht was er will,
"April does what it wants!"
And thats how aprils is!
First Stuttgart, than Benjamin and Konstanz, than Köln, and after Tübingen and Paris, now Amsterdam. Only with 300€ per month, and I was able to do all of that!
Gosh, did I get crazy or something?
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Xperia
Oh, by the way, I just got a new cell phone, Sony Ericsson Xperia X10.
And I don't have a clue how does it works! lol
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Amsterdam - Netherlands
13.04 - 15.04.2012
Vish Maria!
Don't question yourself if you should or not, just go, just do it, just feel it, let Amsterdam enter your inner self, and be it.
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German class
Today was my first german class at VHS-FN (Deutsch für Späteinsteiger, Grundstufe 1 - Intensiver Kleingruppenkurs, Teil 1).
The class started at 18h and it was 17h30 and I was still recycling some bottles and papers, of course that I would be very late, but all of a sudden, my interesting pretty young neighbour showed up in is Mercedes, and I asked him if he could give me a ride to the city, and so he did. He is Patrick and he likes metal music (too. of corse). In the class, there was Luís, and he also offered to give me a ride back home.
Now Taís is going to lend me her german Scritte Plus 1 A1/1 book!
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terça-feira, 10 de abril de 2012
Why couldn't I have a 8h to 17h job?
My schedules are always changing... She just comes and says: "Can you bring your agenda for ur to discuss your new schedules?"
And it goes like:
Monday: 8h-12h: Lumi. 12h-13h: Pick the kids. 13h-14h: Lunch. 14h-17h: Stay with the kids and pretend that I like them. 17h-18h: Dinner. 18h-19h30: German class.
Tuesday: 8h-12h: Lumi. 12h-13h: Pick the kids. 13h-14h: Lunch. 14h-17h: Stay with the kids and pretend that I like them. 17h30-18h30: Dinner. 18h30-19h30: Clean the kitchen.
Wednesday: 12h-13h: Pick the kids. 13h-14h: Lunch. 4h-17h: Stay with the kids and pretend that I like them. 17h30-18h30: Dinner. 18h30-19h30: Clean the kitchen. 19h30: Put the kids to sleep and stay with them because the couple is going to have some romantic dinners...
Thursday: 12h-13h: Pick the kids. 13h-14h: Lunch. 4h-17h: Stay with the kids and pretend that I like them. 17h30-18h30: Dinner. 18h30-19h30: Clean the kitchen. 19h30: Put the kids to sleep and stay with them because the couple is going to have some romantic dinners...
Friday: 8h-12h: Lumi. 12h-13h: Pick the kids. 13h-14h: Lunch. 14h-16h: Portuguese speaking group. 16h-17h: Stay with the kids and pretend that I like them. 17h-18h: Dinner. 18h-19h30: German class.
Saturday: From 8h to 15h: Stay with the kids and pretend that I like them.
Sunday: Eventually I might be needed.
Obs: You can not touch your computer during the work time. You work around 7h a day.
You should play more with them, not just watch them.
You should vaccumm clean the entire house everyday, and whype the floor everyother day.
You should tell when, where, why, whom, how, when you want to go out.
7h? She does not knows how to count... I get up at 7h30 and work untill I go to bed, around 20h00...
Why couldn't I have a 8h to 17h job?
Paris - France + Tübingen - Deutschland
J'alle a Paris.
Last weekend I went to Paris, like a crazy girl, alone, to meet unknown people, and spend a lot of hours alone and lost.
On friday, I got bus at 15h30 in Friedrichshafen to Konstanz to meet my ride to Tübingen.
Left Konstanz at 17h20 to Tübingen. Than waited there 4h for the bus to Paris, at 22h45. All alone. Decided to walk around to know a little of the city, but soon was night, dark and cold, on a unknown place... That is when I heard some rock music coming from a bar.
"What do I have to loose? Lets get inside!"
The bar was called The Last Resort, and it was very nice. The barman, Erik, was very gentle and talked to me all the while untill I had to leave, and 5 min before that, he offered me a shot of vodka! The other barman was very nice too, always smiling at me. Im going to Tübingen again this weekend, and I'm going to that bar again!
Well, than it was Paris. I met Selcuk, from couchsurfing and he showed me Paris for the Saturday. What did I saw? Almost everything. Famous cemitery Pére Lachaise, the Opera Bastie, Notre-dame, Jardin de Luxemburg, Les pounts, Louvre, La Opera Garnier, Les grands Boulevards, Le Jardin des Tuileries, Place de la Concorde, La avenue des Champs-Elysée, Arc de Troimphe, La Défense et le Grande Arc, La Tour Eiffel, Le Moulin Rouge, La Basilique de Sacré-Couer... Selcuk was really the best thing that could have happened to me in Paris. We even had time to enjoy the sun, relax, eat crepes, eat ice cream, shop... At the end of the day, around 20h30, I had to came back to Tübingen.
At 7am I was in Tübingen, and spent another 7h there alone waiting for my ride back to Konstanz. My ride had her car full, and they didn't bother to speak in english, so I didn't bother to sleep...
On Sunday 17h30 I got home.
Now tell me who tha fuck is going to marry me like this? Im nuts!
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I should talk about...
Benjamin!
For a German, things are going pretty well between us!
He is frendly, talktive, laughs at my jokes (wich is something really important for me). He basicaly can handle me, and thats unique!
So since we have this thing toughether, I went to Konsstanz on wednesday and on thursday, and man, I can tell you, having sex in the table of the Sociology Club Room of the Unisersitat of Konstanz was one of the greatest things that happened to me in Germany.
And as it begun, it endend. Im not gonna see him until June, Im gonna leave to Portugal on July (hopefuly), and he is going to Istambul on September...
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terça-feira, 3 de abril de 2012
Vacation...
So, from Friday 30 Mars to Monday 9 April, I have a week free, but it seems like they don't understand what giving a week free means.
It's bad weather to be traveling, so I'm staying at home, but, even so, they should not use me, because I'm on vacation. This week I should not clean anything, do anything, they should just ignore me.
But no, they are sleeping and doing nothing, and I'm doing my things, planing them on my computer, and they came saying for I to go to the Super Markt by yogurt when its raining frogs outside. They come and want me to bild a lego castle. To put the washing machine to work.
And after I do all of that, they just fucking kill my-self and my brain by saying that I didn't do it right... That everything is all wrong. I just want to scream "THAN YOU FUCKING DO IT!" but I can't.
Still wondering how someone gets depressed for being an Au-pair?
Köln - Deutschland
30.03.2012 to 01.04.2012
It was nice.
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sexta-feira, 30 de março de 2012
Sunset
To watch the sunset with Benjamin was one of the best thing that could have happened to me in Germany.
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Vida na Friedricolandia
Amigos felizes a ver o pôr-do-sol a beira do lago, com guitarras e uma fogueira.
E assim se é feliz na Friedricolandia.
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O Diário de uma Au-pair
Quando te apercebes que te apaixonas-te por um nativo, e que quando voltares para o teu país nunca mais vais ver os seus cristalinos olhos azuis, pior ainda, quando te apercebes que ele está a mudar de cidade dois dias depois, e que ao final de três meses vai também emigrar...
É assim a vida na Friedricolandia!
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quinta-feira, 29 de março de 2012
Chronology
1990 - Helena Isabel Abrantes Bidarra was born.
1991 - First ear piercing.
1992 - Start walking.
1993 - Start talking well.
1994 - Why's age.
1995 - Kindergarten.
1996 - School.
1997 - Brother was born.
1998 - Start wearing glasses.
1999 - Start bitting nails.
2000 - Change school.
2001 - First menstruation.
2002 - First kiss.
2003 - First boy friend. More ear piercings.
2004 - First sexual experiment. First dread.
2005 - First time smoking weed. More dreads.
2006 - Depression. Black hair.
2007 - First time smoking cocain. Violin hair.
2008 - Lost virginaty. Vivid red in the front and black in the back. Smily piercing. Started enlarging ear lobs (streched ears). More dreads.
2009 - Car driving license.Ginger hair. Volunteer firefighter. Frowny piercing.
2010 - Swimming class. Coppery hair. More ear piercings.
2011 - Volunteer in Cova da Beira Hospital Center. Internship in Casas de Santiago. Septum piercing.
2012 - Au-pair in Germany. First tattoo. Lip piercing. Auburn hair. More dreads. Switzerland. France. Austria. Holland. Finland. Estonia.
2013 - University. Nipple piercings. More dreads. Au-pair in Ireland. Belfast. (6/7) Love of my life.
2014 - Erasmus in France. Cut of my dreads, my hair, made bangs.
2015 -
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segunda-feira, 26 de março de 2012
Já doi e ainda não está cá...
Este é o momento, em que tu te apercebes da magnitude dos teus actos, das proporções astronomicas que estes se tornam.
O momento em que te dás conta de que não és mais a mesma pessoa, e que as pessoas que tu conhecias não são mais as mesmas.
O momento em que sentes realmente estas palavras. Que nunca mais nada vai ser o mesmo.
Quando te dás conta que a vida não tem mais o mesmo significado, e que as saudades vão para sempre ser uma constante, e que na verdade, o significado que tinhamos para o conceito saudade tomou outra dimensão. Já doi, e ainda não está cá.
Já doi e ainda não está cá...
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Peripecias com os três - A Lumi gosta muito de ti
Flor: Eu quero comer ao pé da mãe.
Helena: Come aqui ao pé de mim.
Flor: Não, eu quero a mãe.
Rio: Eu é que vou comer ao pé da mãe hoje.
Helena: Não gostas de mim Flor?
Flor: Não. Quero a mãe.
Helena: Oh, assim fico triste.
Rio: Mas a Lumi gosta muito de ti.
Helena: Porque dizes isso? Porque come sempre ao pé de mim? Ela não tem escolha, a cadeira dela tem de ficar ali, e eu tenho de lhe dar comida.
Rio: Não, porque ela está sempre a rir-se ao pé de ti.
segunda-feira, 19 de março de 2012
Prepotencia
E quando a tua putrificante vida gira em torno de um obstinado eixo, eixo esse que está fora do sentido lato da prepotencia e magnanimidade da gélida e cruel certeza de um dia vir a ser uma sintetizada realidade?
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domingo, 11 de março de 2012
Stuttgart - Germany
Friday was a calm day.
Saturday Belushi's Bar was the best ever. All my friends were there. I got to make new friends, speak french with a french guy, speak english with an Australian. So cool. Edipo and Felix were coming on me, and I thought they were a couple! Got home pretty late and pretty drunk, since I had the flu, and eating or drinking tasted ofnothing, I drunk wishkey like I was drinking water. That and having to scream to be able to talk, made me became voiceless.
Yesterday I went to Stuttgart with Taís, Danilo, Daia and Bruno.
I got to see some of the most well know places around there, and we went to the Zoo! WOW Lamaas, Polar Bears, Leopards, Camels, etc.
At the door of a church, we saw this blonde dreadheaded, blue eyed, tattooed, guitar player and street singer, and he started to sing 'The man who sold the world' for me. It was so amazing, I filmed it, and he was loking at me!
Around 6pm we had to get the zug back home, and our train wasn't available because someone commited suicide in the railway line. So we had to get the IC to Ulm.
Before getting into the train, I saw an amazingly pretty blonde dreaded head guy, and he was in the same train has we, so Tais chalanged me to go talk to him, since I found him so pretty, and after a while of wondering what should I talk to him about, I asked him about is dreads, with this hot line voice. lol
After that I went to Bruno's and Daia's house to have a vegetarish pizza, and than back home.
Today I remembered that I didn't asked of any of the dreadheads their names, so now I'm feeling pretty idiotic.
Now I'm going to Bruno's house again to cook a brazilian tradictional plate, Coxinhas de frango.
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Dream beach
C: I had a dream with u some night ago......
H: really? and what was the dream about?
C: At first we were walking on a beach in the evening...
Just us noone else around. It was strange... And we were not talking, you where just smiling and the light from the sunset was in ur face.
Then... It got rather interesting, cuz then all of a sudden we were having sex... And in the middle of it i woke up... That was it.
H: That a st vicent dream, not a german dream
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segunda-feira, 5 de março de 2012
Too bad brings too good
Donnerstag -> Refugium -> Jazz concert -> Édipo, Daniel, Taís, Daia, Bruno, Jeferson, Danielo, Rafa
Freitag -> Danielen Haus
Samstag -> Lumi -> Mediansee haus -> Ballon -> Pins -> Cookies -> Al porto -> Heisse schokolade -> Daniel -> Music -> Mug -> Grandpa died -> Dolls house -> DVD player -> mugs -> ´Danielen Haus -> Carne de porto a alentejana + sangria -> David Medina, Taís, Danilo -> Drunkness -> Belushi -> 2 bikes + 4 glasses -> Danielen Haus -> Sleep
Sonnertag -> Tais -> Coffe machine -> Bag -> Puff -> Danilo -> bike -> Daia + Bruno -> Sala -> Bed
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