ARROTO!

Não sei escrever!!!OK, sei, mas não é desse escrever a que me refiro. Não consigo. Ponto final!!!!

Não é insegurança, SIMPLESMENTE não sei.

No entanto, se quizerem oferecer-me emprego para ler durante o dia, ou noite..
Deixem-me em paz, deixem-me aproveitar o tempo.
Tenho de parar de me queixar...no homo



bem, vou continuar a ler...mundos melhores aguardam-me.

hoje apetece-me escrever na minha língua
talvez não signifique nada,
mas não quero ter de pensar em inglês

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coloco demasiadas reticencias, em tudo

A realidade é que não tenho sono, vi qualquer coisa que me transtornou, e como sou uma rapariga dada a neuroses, fico presa aos assuntos ou mesmo pequenos elementos que me chamam à atenção. Ora aí está uma palavra de que gosto - elemento.

Serei narcisista?
devo ser, senão não tinha um blog.
e auto-absorvida?
não sei, não quero responder a isso aqui, mas o mais provável é a resposta ser afirmativa, caso contrário ver resposta anterior.


Preciso de me rir de alguma estupidez, rir de boca aberta e com a cabeça para trás rir...a bater palmas! como estupidamente faço, ganhei o hábito, sei lá, neuroses!

Ainda tenho de acabar uma série de peças em tricot... adormece-me o movimento das agulhas, para não falar no tremor que me passa pelos dentes quando a lã roça a agulha..faz um yelp e arrepia...e prende e desprende, e saltam pontos e quando, porque roo as unhas, fico com saliva nos dedos, o som provocado pela lã molhada na agulha, faz-me sentir os ossos das pernas, na zona das canelas..

o meu português é uma coisa fantástica, valha-me a correcção automática..

vai haver merda no emprego, ninguém quer crer! depois não digam que ficam surpresos, isso é simplesmente irritante.

os meus pés são fucking gigantes que me provocam dores nas canelas e formigueiro nos gémeos.
não 'tou a brincar, são mesmo grandes os meus pés.

alexandre herculano, tens - inhas um nome estranho, mas eu gramo-te à brava.

aftas na boca..rrrrr

So boyfriend, how everything it's going with you? By the time you read this, maybe we have already shared new stuff since.. right now..you're on the kitchen doing the dishes in a very manly way, don't worry...just kidding, you know if you don't do it i will not do it, sooo...i'm sorry, did i tell that i love you?

So i have aftas, to lazy to look for the word in english. It's like having pain (!!) in your mouth, i can't eat some kinds of aliments 'cause it could make it worse..this phrase doesn't sound right..hmmm
But it sucks..i can't eat apples because they are to acid...WHY????MY GOD!!IT'S BECAUSE I DON'T BELIEVE IN YOU, ISN'T? YOU STUPID CUNT!!!!!
Ok, now that i have offended part of the world, lets "talk" about the important stuff...eh eh eh..

what to say, what to say...hmmm..Bleach, the manga it's starting to get annoying, AGAIN!It was cool for a while, not cool as the beginning cool, but cool..now, only if the mangaka decides to do something different, because all i see for the next weeks it's fighting stripes...we get it, they are able to use their swords (don't ask me to write the name down, i don't seem able to memorize it, just like Rukia's bother name), but please can they do other stuff? PLEASE?


At work we are now forbidden of bringing a laptop, because some people used to watch movies and series on it, while working...My job is very boring, most of the time we look at walls, so i always bring a book or two, or my knitting/crochet kit. The problem: most of my books are ebooks, and i don't have an e-reader (because it's to expensive, why???do we need to go there again, GOD?)so i use my beautiful laptop..or used to use..this makes me angry, who goes to a museum watch House M.D.? Apperantly my stupid co-workers...stupid people...


I need ideas for new books, not from you BOY...TSK TSK... i know about your book "ideas" and i'm not reading Harry Potter...it's boring..i much prefer romance...i know it's very lady like, but i like it...even if the guys couldn't possibly exist...
!!!!

why do ""fashion blogs" are starting to annoy me? maybe because they are just like the rest of the fashion industry?...i know we have to make a living, but first: it's starting to look like a contest between bloggers, trying to look more in, then the others...and second, why do you give so much money for brands? almost every blog i follow starts with people that are interested in fashion, inspiration, original, using things around you in a creative way..they start to get gifts from the designer and suddently , everyone wants this designer clothes, and that designer shoes..c'mon???? can't you see you are doing the same thing as the people YOU think that don't know a thing about fashion? You are going to buy clothes in a store where everybody goes, but instead of paying 5$, you pay 500$...it's sad..i'm sorry..
..not really, you deserve for being so stupid...


today i'm not even in bad humour...
listening to OST du filme : "Les choristes", because i saw the film the other day...

...earing little kids singing in a chorus just reminds me of the beauty of life and love, and the love the priests have been showing for little children...ai ai

earing Akeboshi like an addict

So..I really should stop procatinating (not shore if it's written like this..moving on)...i am fucking lazy, and i feel frustrated like hell 'cuz my sort of job, sucks..and i wanted to continue studying, but i can't chose something..i like too many things at the same time..i already have a college degree (yap, that old)), but i feel i need something more...

i like Akeboshi, the singer..his english is quite confusing sometimes, because he has a strong japanese accent, but i like the feeling his songs give me..does it make any sense? if not, sorry..i am "saying" sorry to the one person that's going to read this..that's sad...jesus...

cultivate your anger..it's one of the verses..from WIND
don't try to look so wise..it's like he's talking to me..i feel kinda of naked...


shit, i did it again..
i really should stop complaining
move your ass..this is me, to myself


depression it's a bitch..i'm in a good day, no..really..i am


i have enormus feet and i love shoes..that's a problem

liked avatar, loved 500 days of summer, adore paper hearts

want to see Agora
something about woman being killed by ignorant people, attracts me..it's like when you love to feel pain..you like the bad side..i like that..am i weird?

i forgot my password, i do that a lot..shit

see you later, bitch
sorry..couldn't help it..i said i wasn't nice
talking about that, today i talked for the 2 time to a girl/woman, that i don't think i really like..she has a lot of prejudice..she said that the chinese have nippon eyes...she truly believed that..it's sad, the ignorance..i mean..

bye
hihi

no tittle or title

Iamverylazy
what else can i say?
I wanted to post pictures of my projects, but i would have to charge the batteries of the camera..and wait!!! like i would do that!!pfft

No really, today i feel..hmm..I made a oversized dress/top with some blue fabric i had around the house..i usually don't use patterns so i do the clothes at the same time i think about what to do..sometimes it turns out cool, sometimes it's better not talk about it. Today, I have to say, was a yes day..i'm really glad, this dress/top gave me a lot of troubles. I wanted something strange (well, i always do, but..), and big, and versatile..i dig that right now. And i couldn't understand how the top half could be done..after losing a lot of hair over it, finally i managed to do it..i think it ended up very satisfactory..hehe.. iamthediygodess, not really.
i'm just a loser who loves clothes and fabric, i love fabric and wool, and not just like friends..love love..really really like...


maybe sometime this week i might post the damn pictures..

no title

so..what to say? what to say?

i'm to tired to write something with any kind of sense

i need a life, really
i need one!! right now i am making this face, if only i could be seen, i am trying really hard to look maybe not crazy, but mad, mad crazy, i guess..about the weirdness that i have around me...i don´t get people. I used to think that i was, oh so great! doing so, but no...I don't get people..I don´t even get how to write people..think God for the thing that does the word correction...
my job or lack of it, doesn't help..so much stupid people around each other should be forbidden.. I guess it's my fault..Everywhere i go (this remindes me of a song, I always remember the stupidest songs..GOD!!almost screeming for mercy here.)if i have to work or study with people around, they end up being really stupid and awful, my boyfriend says it's a curse and that he's glad i wasn´t in any of his classes...i know, so sweet and romantic..

Moving on, my mp3 player it's sick, kind of dead actually and i hate to not being able to listen to music all day, my town it's great (one of the only times i can say this, it's so sad..)to walk and i used to walk earing music..now i just walk..

I saw 2012 last night..i liked the special effects, not so much the talking part..it was funny..i though the California senator part interesting..it annoyed me that before something happened you would ear someone say something really cliché, like "..everything it's ok now, no need to worry.." and bam!!.. earth starts to shake!!
The part where the mother and ex-wife after her new husband died, started to kiss and hug john cusack, was just creepy..I mean..your husband or boyfriend dies and you all of a sudden start to love another guy...maybe it was the weather..

Talking about weather i read this book where the guy would be aroused buy talking with the chick he wanted to fuck, about the weather..I can see that happen with my boyfriend..or anyone..yeah, right?
The book was hmmm, not my favorite, had funny parts, but not to be memorable...

I am going to read another one like that now, but this one has witches..i think, i didn't get to that part..not yet...

song of the day: "mãe querida"-"dear mother", from various "artists"- a big hit in here when i was a child...i don't know how i was able to live until now...
i have to think my friend for doing this to me, making me think about an ugly UGLY song during all day..thank you, you man whore!