Sunday, March 04, 2007

Sítio Jonosake

It was a nice day, we went to a place called Sítio Jonosake. It's from a Japanese man so you will see things like gardens in Japanese style. There we found swimming pools and all the food and drinks are free, drink and eat how much you want and can. I can say we enjoied well and it was a happy day.






The poneys didn't want to say "hi" to everyone, they wanted only eat and be far from the people.







My aunt with white cap is dancing following the teachers.







Me in the little waterfall.






Now they started the dance from South of Brazil. I really like it and that's why I took some pictures.







Now they will make a dance with knifes. I tried to take nice pictures but they were moving fast and the knifes didn't appear.











Now, comemorating carnaval a little. I know it's over but they did it.





Samba.



Saturday, March 03, 2007

Recreio beach









Now the road of bikes.


We ridding bikes that we did rent.

Me without head.
Aunt and uncle.
Nico and... don't look at my aunt's back, please.

Our new little guest

I found her some days ago walking in the walls here, she is so young and was looking for food, so I took her to play with her a little and take some pics, later I left she free again.



Now it's Matheus doing what he wanted with the camera and see the result.



Saturday, February 24, 2007

Lar, doce lar.

Não sei porque certos países são tão diferentes do nosso, se somos os errados ou se são eles, se não existe errado ou certo quando se trata de cultura. Acho que cada um é cada um e devemos que respeitar seus espaços como eles devem respeitar o nosso. É por isso que eu estava comentando, já que um dia queremos viajar para algum lugar devemos respeitar a cultura alheia e andar "dentro dos padrões" deles até que voltemos à nossa terra, ao nosso lar. Nada melhor que nossa casa. Como dizemos em inglês: "Home, sweet home!"

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Zinedine Zidane Family pictures

Título: Carta anónima
Artista: Andy & Lucas
Disco: Andy & Lucas

Iré directo al grano desde el empezar
no intentare cambiar las cosas como están
prefiero que guardemos nuestra amistad
no te diré mi nombre por el qué dirán, qué dirán

Adivina adivinanza quien te escribe esta carta
es un niño que no juega mientras sufre por tu alma,
es un cuerpo que no anda si no escucha tus palabras,
es el aire del mar

soy tu caja de secretos tu silencio y tu pregunta,
soy la luna en la escondes tu batallas mas ocultas,
si tú eres el viaje que nunca podré llevar, llevar.

Te compraría el sol, si estuviera la venta
te dejaría una nube para que lo escondieras
haría un hechizo pa’ que tu alma quisiera
mi corazón.

yo sé que mi silencio ahora es tu duda,
yo se que tu duda ahora es mi amargura,
no intentes preguntarte quien te escribe esta carta,
Mejor dejarlo así.

Mi único silencio es morir por ti
ya sé que en tus sospechas tienes que decidir
quien es el culpable de esta inspiración
pero deja que el tiempo rompa mi temor, mi temor

Adivina adivinanza quien te escribe esta carta
es un niño que no juega mientras sufre por tu alma,
es un cuerpo que no anda si no escucha tus palabras,
es el aire del mar

soy tu caja de secretos tu silencio y tu pregunta,
soy la luna en la escondes tu batallas mas ocultas,
si tú eres el viaje que nunca podré llevar, llevar.

Te compraría el sol, si estuviera la venta
te dejaría una nube para que lo escondieras
haría un hechizo pa’ que tu alma quisiera
mi corazón.

yo sé que mi silencio ahora es tu duda,
yo se que tu duda ahora es mi amargura,
no intentes preguntarte quien te escribe esta carta,
Mejor dejarlo así.

Te compraría el sol, si estuviera la venta
te dejaría una nube para que lo escondieras
haría un hechizo pa’ que tu alma quisiera
mi corazón.

yo sé que mi silencio ahora es tu duda,
yo se que tu duda ahora es mi amargura,
no intentes preguntarte quien te escribe esta carta,
Mejor dejarlo así.

Te compraría el sol, si estuviera la venta
te dejaría una nube para que lo escondieras
haría un hechizo pa’ que tu alma quisiera
mi corazón.

yo sé que mi silencio ahora es tu duda,
yo se que tu duda ahora es mi amargura,
no intentes preguntarte quien te escribe esta carta,
Mejor dejarlo así.

Te compraría el sol, si estuviera la venta
te dejaría una nube para que lo escondieras
haría un hechizo pa’ que tu alma quisiera
mi corazón.

yo sé que mi silencio ahora es tu duda,
yo se que tu duda ahora es mi amargura,
no intentes preguntarte quien te escribe esta carta,
Mejor dejarlo así.
I'm getting angry with my aunt, I hate her way to say the things behind the others and now it's about me but I could hear well.

I don't think she should blame me for something I'm not responsable. If I were a genius or maybe a witch to know things and later make them wanting to make something bad to the others she should do.

Why am I blamed if I warned her before and she made as she hadn't listened to me. Now it's not her who is paying the price, but her dogs. I'm almost sure she is far to have a heart or feelings and talk something behind me is one of the things I don't accept but I'm trying to don't make problems to her and shut up because if I get stressed I will say things she won't like to listen.

She should pay more attention about what she says or what she thinks... She doesn't know that she is only turning the things to the difficult side. God bless her and make she better, and make me be calm and quiet though I listen to these things.

Monday, February 19, 2007

I'm missing him.

I know I'm having somedays to talk to him but I feel these few times we have together aren't being enough. It's hard to express or tell him I miss him all the time, everyday, every passed second.

I just imagine him near me and when I see or read that people are getting married or are getting engaged and it's hurting me deep inside my heart, cutting and finishing me step by step and I'm near to get crazy and throw everything away.

I really don't find words sometimes to say I'm here, to say I love him, to say I miss him and make him believe is hard when I don't see smiles, when I don't find expressions of good feelings or sometimes I just think I should leave those moments to see if when I back the things back to the normal. I know we can't be fine everyday but I will be always trying to get a smile from him though I'm not being really successful in this. I try my best but my tries are being taken by the wind and going away throw the window.

I don't know if I'm right or wrong in my way or in my all life. All I know is just that I'm not feeling useful to the one I love. I wanted to call him now, to cry on his shoulders and hold him as it was the last time I was near him, feeling him. I wanted to feel his breath, his heart and listen his words in my ears, so close, like if he was saying I'm the only one in his life. I know I am, but I wanted to hear this from his mouth and kiss him.

I don't know anymore how to make him understand that I love him and need him here or wherever it be, but with me! I need you, Rabie!

Sunday, February 18, 2007

I'm:
  • Hating some days
  • Sad
  • Mad
  • Angry with myself and with the hours
  • Tired of don't have the one I want near me
  • Tired of be waiting an answer to make me happy and get disappointed all the time because this answer never comes
  • Angry to don't have money to go where I should go to be near the one I love
  • Feeling bad to decide things that can change my life
  • HATING MYSELF SOMETIMES!
  • Mad at people that sometimes cut my happiness
Plains to carnaval, I have none. In truth all I'm doing today is listen to music after 19:30 h in Brazil time.
There are some crazy songs or people with strange voices but I will give you a list of some songs I think nice to you just listen in Real Player program or in another one that plays rm and ram files:

Osane - raje3 yet3amar lubnan
http://variety.salmiya.net/songs/O-Sane/ram/O-Sane5.ram
Jebah - nech darbarani
http://moroccan.salmiya.net/songs/jebah/ram/jebah10.ram
Cheba Siham - ma3ajbak hal
http://moroccan.salmiya.net/songs/chaba-siham/ram/chaba-siham4.ram
Mohamed el sh3arkh
http://egyptian.salmiya.net/songs/Mohamed-ElSh3ar/ram/Mohamed-ElSh3ar5.ram

Saturday, February 17, 2007

It's Carnaval!

Just tired of doing nothing and with my mind full about which decision to take this week. I'm not planning to be worried before the things happen but I don't know why this time I'm like this.

Well, this week, I think starting from today, if I'm not wrong, it's carnaval in all Brazil. I'm not going to enjoy or go out with my family. I mean, untill now nothing we decided about this. I think just Matheus is happy with this because he loves this season and about me, I love the holiday we have.

Intreview in the company marked to thursday at 10:00h. I'm going to see what will happen then.

Friday, February 16, 2007

I'm wondering if I'm being so boring like it seems.

My visitors counter is saying there is no one visiting me. It's worring me and though I changed the layout and my way to post is still the same it seems strange to have no visitors.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Today I was learning how to start programing but someone called me and then I opened. It's someone from an American company that works with softwares and sistems of computers, where I also have a friend working there, saying they would like to receive me there to work as secretarian, maybe it's something good and tomorrow I will give them the answer if I will want to go there for the intreview or not.

Maybe it's a good oportunity. I'm going to try, I think.

Monday, February 12, 2007

My first day at the new university

I really thought it would be boring and something really different to me but believe me, I liked to be studying. There is a bad point: THERE IS ONLY MEN IN MY CLASS! I was the third one to arrive in the room and after that only men appeared and I was getting scared thinking "how much men more will arrive here and let me as the only girl?" but to my happiness some girls arrived, in total we are about 5 women and 35 men... a big number, I think.

Taking all of this off of the story I liked the class and the crazy teacher we have. I think he will be nice with us. Resuming, my first day was very good. Alhamidulillah.