And so we have it!

Floating Jellyfish it's called. :)

Muerte

Acho que vou matar esse blog. Não estou mais a 30 horas de nada há muito tempo..e a história já é ooooutra.
Né?

Para Carol

tan tan tan tan tan, hey!

Enough with the sad shit:
IN 15 DAYS, I AM OFF TO NORTHEASTERN BRAZIL ON HOLIDAYS!!!!
Lobster, sun, sister, "batidas", scubadiving, fishes, crabs, relaxation, weird people, ohhhhhhhh heaven.
Fuck the jellyfishes. I hate them. Hate even more being one of them now.

No jellyfishes there, i am sure. Some wonderful photos will take over my fotolog. Just wait and see.

mohahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

(it is 00:12 and i am at work..so i can be losing my mind, yes..)

NANICA, VEM JÁ PRA CÁ!

What's wrong honey?

Can a bull have the life of a jellyfish???

One thing took me a while to underestand while i was at uni: the concept of "goals" and "objectives".
It all seemed the same to me.
So now i am hooked. Hooked with the knowledge i've gained.
I can't go back to the ignorance stage again! It's a one way street, and sometimes, as my master says: "ignorance is freedom". I am no longer free.

So, to reach a goal, you must set achievable objectives - otherwise there are many chances you won't reach shit.
So here i am with a couple of stupid and broad goals; however, there is no way i can reach my objectives. Not because i've set them wrong, but mainly because the environment does not allow me to reach them.
So here i am, floating like a jellyfish in the sea, reaching for nothing, expecting nothing, just dealing with the pieces of seaweed that may hit me every once in a while.
Now, one may ask me what is wrong?
Well, i'd say....bulls can't swim.

Is it black with white dots, or is it white with black spots?

And there goes another boat.
And so i wave with a smile in my face.
It will come back. It always does.
Does it?
One day i woke up and realised nothing was there.
I realised nothing i believed was true.
I realised i trusted more than i should.
I realised it was all fake.
Fake as words can be.
Fake as the reality i make.
And so i realised i couldn't do anything about.
I never could.
It was all in my head.
All in my head.

Have i asked for your opinion at all?

Não chego a me irritar com conselhos gratuitos, mas tenho que admitir que eles me fazem pensar um pouco sobre o assunto under a bad light. Porto Alegre deve ser a capital mundial do conselho gratuito.
Um simples exemplo: cabelo.
Aqui 99% das mulheres tem cabeloes até a cintura. Que fique bem claro, cada um faz o que quer com seus cabelos. Mas é exatamente isso que me chama a atenção. A QUANTIDADE de gente que vem me dizer o que eu deveria, ou não, fazer com meus cabelos. Quem sabe eu nao deixo crescer (até travestis ficam sensuais com cabelos pela cintura. I rather not to take the easy road)? Quem sabe eu não deixo ele todo loiro? quem sabe eu não seco ele pela manha? quem sabe eu nao corto a parte colorida? quem sabe eu nao faço escova de chocolate já que ele já é liso?
QUEM SABE EU NUNCA PERGUNTEI A OPINIÃO DE NINGUÉM?!!!!
E as pessoas que vem me dar as ideias mais bizarras sao exatamente aquelas a quem eu jamais perguntaria opinião. Nem de graça.

Lazy Posting

Ta, demorei pra escrever.
Mas 8 dias que nem um robô na cama não dá muita vontade de escrever, sinceramente.
Uma torcicolo que resultou em uma SENHORA contratura muscular..fiquei de cama dopada de relaxante muscular, canfora, e anti-inflamatorio - este que entrou no meu corpo por diversas vias.
Até Valium entrou na roda!
Stress stress stress, or so they say.
Ainda to em fase detox.

bush fire

It consumes me like fire thrown on a dry bush.
When I realised, it was already stronger than me.
What to do now?
How to put out a fire when you don't see any water around - only lots of hay.
Am i blind or is it exactly what i ran away from what's catching up on me now that i have nowhere to hide....?