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Saturday 10 January 2009

I amsterdam


This New Year's eve I went to Amsterdam with some friends.
What can I say about this city?!
Well it's a normal European city with some little differences ;-) !
If you're wondering if there's drugs and sex there… the answer is YES! It's true. When you walk the streets the smell of weed/hashish is very strong.
Almost in every souvenir's store you can find utils to smoke hashish and other kind of drugs, … and shopkeeper advice you about the best material you can use… Also you can find a lot of sex souvenirs.
In fact sex shops and coffee shops are the most characteristic shops there! To those that don’t know, the “coffee shops” is the place where you can buy drugs.
At night in the “red light street” you see women, men and others in lingerie, behind a glass door selling sex. It's legal and they pay taxes.
The architecture of the city is splendid, it’s a must. And if you are in Europe, you should go there to see it! (maybe you can choose to go in the summer, ‘cause the winter is very cold).
Surprisingly, the traditional food that you can find there is not traditional! What I mean is that the majority of the restaurants that you find there are Arabic or Chinese or others… “Falafel” or pizzas are in fact there to stay.
French fries with mayonnaise is the most traditional food I found there.

Ah! But if you want to try something radical you can try the chocolate cakes or muffins. Those have special ingredients: coca or hashish. I’ve tried the chocolate cake… but was a disappointed… me and my friends did not feel anything different… So we were not “stone again” like the suggestion of this t-shirt.
An advice… be careful with what you buy, because, although the fly is considered internal, your bag is for certain checked, even the “holding bag”.
The express coffee is very expensive… 2€ was the cheapeast price that we paid. For a Portuguese girl (like me) this city is a little expensive.
But I loved the experience of the New Year's eve and the city! I recommend it!

Friday 9 January 2009

Ping Pong

At this moment, I’m passing a situation that makes me feel like a ping pong ball…. Sometimes I feel despair, like the world is going to end… and other times I feel that what I’m experiencing now is an opportunity that life gives me to change and get a brand new life.
There is a lyric of a song, that when I listen, I feel like to cry and shout.
I’m going to put here only the parts that touches me:
"Do you know what it feels like loving someone that's in a rush to throw you
away?
Do you know, do you know, do you know,?
Do you know what it feels
like to be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed?
…If birds
flying south is a sign of changes At least you can predict this every year.
Love, you never know the minute it ends suddenly
I can't get it to speak
Maybe finding all the things it took to save us
I could fix the pain
that bleeds inside of me
Look in your eyes to see something about me
I'm
standing on the edge and I don't know what else to give. …
How can I love
you? If you just don't talk to me, babe. …
I flow through my act The
question is she needed And decide all the man
I can ever be.
Looking at
the last 3 years like
I did, I could never see us ending like this.
Seeing your face no more on my pillow
Is a scene that's never ever
happened to me.
But after this episode I don't see, you could never tell the
next thing life could be”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vd3VPEHX11o

Although the video of this song doesn’t say too much for me… however the lyrics… well say it all.

Sunday 4 January 2009

HAPPY NEW YEAR - FROM AMESTERDAM!

So What

I guess I just lost my husband
I don't know where he went
So I'm gonna drink my money
I'm not gonna pay his rent (nope)
I've got a brand new attitude,
And I'm gonna wear it tonight
I'm gonna get in trouble
I wanna start a fight

Na na na na na
I wanna start a fight
Na na na na na
I wanna start a fight

So,
So what I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't need you
And guess what
I'm havin more fun
And now that were done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool so
So what
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

Unh Check my flow Uohhh

The waiter just took my table
And gave it to Jessica Simps
(Shit! )
I guess I'll go sit with drum boy
At least he'll know how to hit
(Oops)
What if this song's on the radio,
Then somebody's gonna die! haha
I'm going to get in trouble,
My ex will start a fight

Na na na na
He's gonna to start a fight
Na na na na
We're all gonna
To get into a fight

[Chorus]
So,
So what I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't need you
And guess what
I'm havin more fun
And now that were done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool so
So what
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

You weren't fair
You never were
You want it all but that's not fair
I gave you life
I gave my all
You weren't there, you let me fall

So, so what I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't need you
And guess what
I'm havin more fun
And now that were done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool so
So what
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

No no
No no, I don't want you tonight
You weren't there
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool so
So what
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

Ba da da da pffftt
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJZDsJ8UU64
New Year, New life...
to all of you that read this, I want to leve you with this lyric's, that in a way is advice for the new year:

"Everybody is free to wear sunscreen"
"Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '97,
Wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis or reliable then my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice....now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind, you won't understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded, but trust me in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind: the kind that blindsides you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts; don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive; forget the insults. (if you succeed in doing this, tell me how).
Keep your old love letters; throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives; some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of Calcium. Be kind to your knees -- you'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40; maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body: use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or what other people think of it; it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance...even if you have no where to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions (even if you don't follow them).
Do not read beauty magazines; they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents; you never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings: they're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but what a precious few should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps and geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old; and when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse, but you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you are 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia; dispensing it is a way of wishing the past from the disposal--wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts, and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me, on the sunscreen.