terça-feira, 1 de abril de 2014


I found this word and thought it was a nice word. The end.

To start this post: EXAMS' WEEK!
As a common thing to students and to graduates. a lot of pression going on this week, kids. YET, I felt this urge to write something. Get ready, it might not make much sense!

I am now pursing a bachelors in Internation Affairs and I am luuuurrrrving it. Lets see how far I'll go and how far it can take me. *wink wink*

Today's 1st April, 2014 and it's been 50 years since the military forces took the goverment to theirselves. I'm glad to say (even tho I wasn't here when it happened) that they were overthrown by the power of the brazilian people. However, my country is not as free and people wished it could be. I feel like we are sleepwalking towards a dictatorial regime, and I know nothing but I dare you to say otherwise. There are too many things happening at the same time here, too much confusion, people saying that the military should come back, people saying the police should not carry guns, people saying that in a democracy people can't go on puting stuff on fire, people saying that we are a democracy, that there will be no World Cup...

Sincerely, I feel nauseous.
...about everything and also about myself because I can't find a way to fix this.
But there's something that doesn't leave my head: democracy. Do we really have something near to this? I mean, not only in Brazil but in many other countries... What the hell happened to us? Why cant we have a democracy?

Now that I just opened up a lil, let  me get back to my copies and books.
I'll try to write once per week so this will not be one report per year, pfff.

The image is from a protest from 2013 in Brasilia, capital of Brazil.

terça-feira, 28 de maio de 2013

No need to read

Lately I've been rediscovering old fixations. listened to placebo, him, even nine inch nails, but this last one I couldn't listen for too long or else I'd cut my wrists in the right direction this time...

The funny thing is that listening to all that so many memories came along... Good and bad.

I had such amazing friends, some still some are gone.
In this month of May, a good friend would be one year older but he's not here anymore.

Even thought he'll never hear about this stupid blog post, I need to go on.

You were one of the greatest people I had to come across.
We had some unfortunate episodes but everything was just alright, cause we had each other.
Even feeding this selfish sentiment inside my heart, that I wanted you to be here, I know that your departure was the best that could happen, specially to you.
Many of my friends won't agree, another fistful is going to think that now I am in fact crazy for saying something like that but...it doesn't matter. I don't care.
I miss you a lot. Everytime I go to McDonald's I search for catchups with our birthdays as validity.
Haven't got any luck so far. Haven't gone there so much also. Guess I finally made it, huh?!
The thing I miss the most is the music blabbering. All the bands you introduced me to, all the ones I tried to introduce you to. You never liked them. Heh
You would be happy to know that your mother got a tattoo! Oh, look at her... She changed so much. You would be proud.
I changed a lot too! I did quit smoking. happy?!
I quit a lot of other things but no need to mention.
I hope we might meet someday, who knows? or not...

I'm taking care.
Thanks for the dawns.

sexta-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2013

This ain't no test

Travelling through Aazar's blog, I found one of my abandoned blogs. It felt really strange and astray. That doesn't look like me, since I evolved (like a pokemon) to something pretty different than that.

It was 2008 and by my writting I recall that I was trying to work at a hostel. Back then, I thought it was amazing working at a hotel but as soon as I got the job, I figured out that it wasnt what I imagined. As usual, I imagined a lot of things back then. And as usual again, imagination never fits reality.
A lot of changes happened from 2008 to today. I seriously can't recall most of it since life was crazy a rollercoaster. No regrets. Ok. There are some regrets but, as the optimistics say "the mistakes made us what we are now". So be it.

Lost friends, reconnected to some, got new ones. Made millions of plans, 1% of them were completed. quit poems, smoking and drinking(as in getting drunk, falling from stairs, sleeping in cabs and waking up in God knows where).

What's left?
The best version I've ever seen of myself. Perfect, with all my misperfections.