lu: (Bang.)
Clarissa, a friend from school, came here on Monday and ever brought me some flowers (I told her I was sick).

We went to the movies and also met Bianca, Luis and Binho at night. It was absolutely great to see her again, talk about how vacations were and know all that was going on with people from school. Really, really don't want to go back to classes. Literature without my former Lit teacher will be a big trauma. Though for me not to like it is very hard.

On the following day there was, yet again, another Ibirapuera EP. The cherry on the top of the vacations, really. We sang a lot, and were happy. As usual. Went to a Tarantino Festival later, and finally saw Resevoir Dogs (*.*).

[ profile] christycorr unfortunately was able to come to São Paulo, after a whole mexican soup opera. Such a pain. --'

On the other hand, [ profile] garotadogelo is here too, and she adopted me as her son (see, I'm Jesus and she's God). *grins*

Oh, yeah. Puppy (from the KP's) is here too. Finally saw her in São Paulo. \o/

Today we met people at Liba for food and Mupy. Long conversations at Franz Café. =)

Die Geschichte vom weinenden Kamel )

In the Bedroom )

Resevoir Dogs )

For whoever wishes to see my sister, just click here. ;)

Remember when my water broke?

  • Jul. 24th, 2005 at 11:45 AM
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We were watching Pheobe say that line on the very night that my sister decided it would be appropriated to come to the world.

Bel and dad left home around midnight, and she was officially born at 5h35; 2.7 kilos; 47 centimeters; cutest baby in the world; my last chance to have a left-handed sibling; beautiful eyes; pink little person; my already loved Clarice.

I've played with her for almost an hour non-stop; she's hypnotizing. Like my grandfather said, the feelings proportioned by a birth are absoulutely unique. Just like mum, I now have three siblings: two sister, one brother; 16 years between me and the youngest one.

Love them all so much.

Willy Wonka )

I still have three more movies to talk about, but am just lazy. Will post later.

You like bowling, don't you, Montag?

If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. If the government is inefficient, topheavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned full of 'facts' they feel stuffed, but absolutely 'brilliant' with information. Then they'll feel like they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change. Don't give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy.

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