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13 March, 2009

E eu não podia ser outra senão esta, right?

Você é a Ponte Dom Luís: É um clássico. Por vezes, você pode passar despercebido, mas sempre que as pessoas olham para si, não deixam de esboçar um sorriso. Gosta de festas, mas evita as grandes confusões.

[desculpem lá faltar o arzinho catita para vocês também poderem fazer o teste, mas só consegui copiar the old fashion way...]

*Esta foto não te faz lembrar nada?...

12 March, 2009




You Are the Third Eye Chakra



You are insightful and spiritual. You trust your intuition.

You are deeply philosophical. You spend a lot of time thinking and theorizing.



You are wise beyond your years. People turn to you for direction and hope.

You are a clear thinker. You often know what you want to do and how you're going to do it.



É que até que sou... realmente... "eles" não falham por muito.
I've known for quite some time now... that you can't be all Bad... or else I would not have "seen" you.
When I stop and look around, when I take some time out of my, now brighter, days and find you... you still can "do it" and find how to describe "me" in a couple of lines.
Right now... now you are picturing my new life in yet another song... but now, we share no longer the feeling, as I'm no longer dark, my dear.
Nowadays I eager for more... 'cause I've found it =)

I'll back you up
I remember thinking
I'll go on forever only knowing
I'll see you again
but I know
the touch of you is so hard
(or is it easy? Hmmm...) to remember
but like that touch I know no other
and for sure we have danced
in the risk of each other
would like to dance
around the world with me
I'll be falling all about my own thing
and I know your the heaviest weight
when your not here that's hung
around my head
and your lips burn wild
thrown from the face of a child
and in your eyes
the seeing of the greatest few
do what you will, always
walk where you like, your steps
do as you please, I'll back you up
I remember thinking
sometimes we walk
sometimes we run away
no matter how fast we are running
somehow we keep
somehow we keep up with each other
I'll be falling all about my own thing
and I know your the heaviest weight
when your not here that's hung
around my head
and your lips burn wild
thrown from the face of a child
and in your eyes
the seeing of the greatest few
do what you will, always
walk where you like, your steps
do as you please, I'll back you up.

- Dave Matthews Band


That's it... you still know how to do it... The greatest thing about this? Is that I no longer need to read "second meanings" into it. Now I know the real feeling, I have the sweetest taste in my mouth.
Was a long and dark December
Through the rooftops I remember
There was snow
White snow




I do not know how this post will turn out.

I do not know what you'll think of it.

I only know that, since yesterday, as I stood still in that bus stop... my mind wondered off, yet again.


It still amazes me how time can mean nothing. How it can play tricks inside your head. How you can wish (six? two? twenty-three?) years never passed, how four months feel like they belong to someone else, how two months are the embodyment of a lifetime, of something so truthful and so sure...
Since yesterday, below that warm sun, I'm wondering.
Wondering... just wondeirng.
Praying and asking that the only tears coming out of these eyes are tears of joy.
'Cause joy is what I am feeling right now, all I'm intitled to feel right now.
But... I blame my endless ability of thinking. And I say no more.
Am I paranoid? Am I only missing you? Am I caught in a vicious circle?
No, I'm just affraid. Whishing this, as it has been presented to me, never ends.
But that's not a bad thing. I learnt today that being affraid can be a good thing. Fear is one of the results of me kissing my inhercia goodbye. Fear is me living.

So I'll do like you guys tell me to, 'cause I trust you and you're a part of me and I know you'll never hurt me willingly... I'll open the door of my closet and dare them out.
'Cause life is not made of days, months marked on a calender... life is made out of moments, symbols, wills, songs.
Days like today happen because I'm too used to being like this. And as one says... this is not me, this is a defence mechanism.
One of my battles, amongst my War... is realising that, too.

Today you realize that you aren't willing to do things the same way anymore. You are finally ready for the big change, but you may not be able to communicate your epiphany to anyone else. It's not that you aren't clear about your revelation; it's just that you don't want to shock others with your unorthodox disclosure. Don't stress about what you haven't yet said; it will all come out when the time is right.

Kindda right, yet again.
Vem!
Não olhes para trás, não penses naquilo que poderia ter sido, no que foi, no que não será ou talvez seja, pois que tu és aquela que me repete vezes e vezes sem conta que TUDO É POSSÍVEL, que o mundo passa a vida a surpreender-nos e que não existem coisas que jamais poderão acontecer!!!!

Larga tudo, larga os papeis e as memórias, deixa as lágrimas dentro de casa... ou então traz algumas, sabe sempre bem derramar lágrimas que não podem mais ficar presas em nós. Deixa as roupas que já não servem, as fotos que ficaram gastas com o tempo, as palavras que te ecoam dentro da cabeça vezes e vezes sem conta!!! Quem disse que as palavras não podem mudar a nossa vida? Que não despertam ou matam partes de nós, aquelas que, por vezes, nem sabíamos que tínhamos? Que não nos tornam mais doces, ou mais duras, zangadas, perdidas, trespassadas por emoções a que nunca saberemos dar um nome?!!!!!

Não importa!!! Não importa mesmo, se foste o melhor de ti em todos os momentos, se deste aquilo que o teu coração gritava, se agiste como se não houvesse amanhã, se te surpreendeste a ti mesma, se cada lágrima ficou associada a um olhar que não sabias que existia, se mergulhaste vezes e vezes sem conta na magia que continuam a tentar fazer-nos acreditar que não existe!!!!!

Pega naquilo que restou, a tua essência, o sorriso que julgas não ser capaz de dar - mas não pensaste isso mil e uma vezes ao longo do percurso???? - nos traços do teu rosto que mantêm a tua história intacta. E que história trazes para nos contar!!!! Se é bonita? Nem todos os capítulos nos sorriem, mas apostaste, amaste, viveste, riste, choraste, correste, sujaste-te, perdeste, ganhaste, voltaste a viver!!! Não é assim qualquer história digna de um romance de qualidade??? :)

Não tragas nada que não caiba nos teus bolsos, deixa as mãos livres e o rosto ao vento. Anda!!! Já fizemos isto vezes e vezes sem conta. Sabemos que damos conta do recado...ninguém dá as gargalhadas que nós damos nos dias de maior desespero!!!!

Vem. Dá-me a tua mão! Eu não te deixo cair!!!!
"O que não nos mata, torna-nos mais fortes, remember?"

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Obviamente, estas palavras não são minhas. E quem anda pelos sítios certos deste nosso mundo bloguístico já as reconheceu, pois são, sem dúvida!, das melhores que li nos últimos tempos!
Aqui cito a minha Sis-in-law, uma das quatro partes da pedra a que pertenço, porque ela encontrou as palavras de agradecimento e Luz que ardem dentro de mim desde que te tornaste mais tu em mim, minha extensão, minha pessoa.
É tudo isto... e muito mais.
Venham mil e um silêncios, corram livres milhões de lágimas, nasçam incontáveis dúvidas e arrependimentos. Acolherei cada um deles e no final? Afirmo com todas as certezas que "apenas" te amo mais!
A tua mão... pode deixar cair o pronome... é minha, tal como o meu corpo é teu.
Mónica, para que saibas que é sério, e daqui, do nosso caminho, não saio.

11 March, 2009

You are in a phase when your friends seem extremely supportive. Additionally, you are feeling good about them and want to help out any way you can. This is a perfect combination that can rev up the positive energy in any kind of relationship. Take conscious control of your fantasies and then observe how they improve what's happening in your life.

By Lulu the missing Kitty


Hoje ela sabe... ai se não sabe =)

Vês? É por isto que faço o que faço, não porque seja o meu "papel", porque seja o que esperam de mim.
Só e "apenas" porque defendo, mesmo!, valores: Love, Honour, Trust and Respect. Luz, Vida e Equilibrio.
Our way, my One... Our way.

07 March, 2009


Just to let you guys know that I've come up with a new playlist...

I know the first two songs are the same buuuuut... there are huge differences... so give it the time - if you can! - and then let me hear you ;)

06 March, 2009

I came up with this idea after reading it over at JB's blog (a great one by the way, if you never checked it, just go ahead and DO IT! NOW!!!).
So I'll reveal 25 things about myself. I'll try to be clear about it, objective... but feel free to comment.
[note that the crossing railrods may mean the confusion implied on the answers... after this... you're on your own... LOOOOL]

1. I love snacking in bed soooooooo much... I turn envious about it. I may, or may not (LOOOL), have slipped food into my room unknowned so I didn't have to share;

2. I enjoy an "occasional" scary movie. And yes, I've studied "Scream 2" to the core, it still amazes me and I'll watch it for the 15th time if you let me;

3. I am a total and complete beephobic person! I can't ear a buzzing I instantly start hiperventilating;

4. I hate secrets and whispering. Call me paranoid but I always think it's about me;

5. I'm a big big big gossiper. I love juicy details and info, buuuuuuuuuuut I usually don't share it with "innapropiate" people - at least not until the timing is right ;);

6. I've shoplfted for 3 times now... and never got caught. People say it's my "Miss goodie tissue" side working out for me;

7. I loooove wafles and pancankes... they are one of the only things I could eat forever;

8. Against all odds I know I can climb, jump off walls and bare freezing waters... Long story, even bigger night;

9. I hate people that interrupt in the middle of a conversation. Although I end up doing the same to others, my bad!

10. I give in too easially when I love/adore/admire someone... it is against my nature and my personality, but it happens;

11. I’d love to be blog of note, but seeing as there are God-only-knows how many blogs out there, I think my chances are slimmer than slim to none. ( I had to quote here JB, sorry)

12. 27th February 2009 changed my life. I reborned that afternoon. And I never thought it would be so easy. Life is a lot more light and easy to bare now;

13. I'm starting to loooooove the number 13...

14. I think one of my best friends payed out a guy to flirt one night... but I guess I'll never know the truth... she can't remember that night clearly... :|

15. I have an "addiction" on "Shawn the sheep". I know, I know... shame on me!

16. I don’t like the colour orange.

17. Most of my winter wardrobe is brown... and I don't even love the colour that much.

18. I can't sleep naked or without any type of bedwear covering me;

19. I don't like to sleep in public places;

20. I loooooove to throw bday parties or friends dinner parties. All the planning, the smiles on peoples faces... I loooove it!

21. I'm very very shy. But I loved being on national Tv;

22. I have the secret dream of controlling time... yeah, I daydream too much;

23. I miss Lars and ranting/bitching on the world like we did. And as much as I look for someone else to do it with... it doesn't "taste" the same;

24. I'm much more drawn into commitment than I thought I'd be.

25. Blogging feeds my soul and my ego (I know silly me)and what started as an impulse is now a part of me, and I don't regret it!

so now people... do the same! But before... share the impact of my revelations with me ;)

03 March, 2009


No... no! You guys, I'm not a painter, not even close to an "artist wannabe".
This painting... is the "real" word, out of the verb "to paint". That's what I'll be doing for the next two days.
Painting over my walls, colouring my life with yet another shade.
The walls are real, concrete... but they also mean my own walls, my life... the breaking of mind walls, the covering over (not consiling, don't be confused) the old writting on the wall, 'cause that "code" is warn out, has lost its meaning.
I'm rebuilding my, simbolistically speaking, world. Replacing it. Could it come in a better timing?
I'll be a refreshed, dare I say "new"?, woman... a vibrant, clammer, simlling-er, truthful, believer... fresh painted woman.

And all it took was a few months (?!) of hurting, a lot of writting, new friends, new breathing, new sights, new love.... and two buckets of paint (but not blue one...).

[Breathing deep before I reach out for the brush...]

01 March, 2009


'Cause this weekend, even more than other days, [if that's even possible!!!]... you've been on my mind.
Either because a friend is there (the "green little monster" Castiel, the "green little monster"... ;))... or bacause a VIP was there for a Tv show... or 'cause U2 rocked the skies of Regent Street (God! I miss that street!)... either 'cause I can't wait to get back there and check if I'm still running around in total freedom...
London... the word, the city, the places, the sights... loop in my mind, without loosing its purpose, its meaning.
I need, I have to see you "raining cats and dogs", "I wanna hold your hand" there... now that I have a digital camera (LOL)...
[I know, I know... I'm getting lost in blabber-ish incoherence]

I just wish London were 5 minutes away... but then I wonder... would I love you half as much, would I notice you?
I think about that... and then answer in a split second... I WOULD! 'Cause I've felt you in me even before getting there... it must be the royal name, working wonders, I say ;)

Este é um fim de semana de saudades... mas posso retomar a contagem... sorrio, erradio!
E quando poderei começar a contagem para (re)fazer a viagem?... Vou dizer: "Mais cedo do que esperas"... visualizar... para que [também) seja verdade!
 
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