God... It's raining so much here. It's 5h30 a.m., São Paulo. Yes, I got back from Rio. Some day I had to, right? I have to say: It was one of the best trips of my life. Perfect. No words. There'd been a very long time that I didn't leave Rio so down... And... Missing it, and everyone there. Missing even the beach. Yes... I even went to the beach! Can you picture that?

There will me other times. And I'll be earnessly waiting fot it. To all the people that made me happy during this holiday... Thank you. And to all I missed... Thank you too. I love all of you. Very much. On monday I broke down, and thought I was going to fall apart. On that day I realized that I do have real friends. Not that I didn't know it before.

When I came back... I tried to hold myself. Not to cry. But I failed at the end of the day. I hate the fact that I feel that way. I wish I didn't. But I have never touched you thinking this. Never. And you know it, right?

Why did I break down on the ball and these last couple of days? Let's say I have six keys... And five of them failed to open a door. No... That's a fucking bad analoghy. They didn't fail. They have never failed me. Yes, with some of them I had problems. But... No. Even tough we argued, we cryied, we discussed... They have never failed me when I needed them. That's why they are keys. I trust them. And I believe that whenever I need them, they will be there for me. No matter how many time has passed. No, they didn't fail. But I had some kind of trouble with five of them. None of it was their fault. Some of them were my fault, and some fate's fault.

Am I better? When I came back I received some gentle, kind, and beautiful surpreses. That cheered me up. A lot. So, yes I can say I'm better, tough the situation changed very little. It will pass. The problem it while it doesn't.

Shit... How am I supossed to leave home with all this rain? There are two kinds of friends that I needed here right now. The one that would bring a nice warm tea, a pillow, a great video and would lay down on my bed with me underneath the covers... And the one that would bring an unbrella and tell me to stop whining because I'm a spoiled girl, life is like this and things will get better.

Thank God I have both.

"I'll be there for you... When the rain starts to pour." - "I'll be there for you", by The Rembrandts.