Bienal has always meant a lot to me. Ever since I was a kid my mother took me there, every two years. After I moved to São Paulo I started going every year, one there and one here, in Rio. There was never a Bienal that wasn't special to me in some way.
Over the past four years, they all brought excellent surprises. In 2003, I came out of the closet for the first time in my life. My confident was my best friend and future girlfriend,
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deadcinderella. In 2004 I got closer to my freshly acquired friends in São Paulo, especially to
hermikiller who would also turn out to be a future girlfriend.2005 was a Rio year, and I went with my mother, my sister,
deadcinderella and christycorr. One of the first times I went out with Chris, and the first weekend we saw each other every day. I guess I don't really have to explain how that turned out.This year, 2006, I was only able to go on a Wednesday, usually a fairly calm day. Of course, I wasn't counting on the school trips to the place. I met
xxxemo_girlxxx, bought only two books on Roman History, and saved the money to spend at Livraria Cultura afterwards. I had a great time, and my companion this time was my best magnun. I wonder if we'll ever date. *laughs*
- The Civil War, Gaius Julius Caesar & other authors
- Fall of the Roman Republic, Plutarch
- A History of the Roman World, H. H. Scullard
- From the Gracchi to Nero, H. H. Scullard
- 1984, George Orwell
- Animal Farm, George Orwell
- Le Comte the Monte-Cristo (vol. 1), Alexandre Dumas
- In Cold Blood, Truman Capote.
Post scriptum:
dehds, thanks for finding the songs.- Seashell Radio:New Year's Day (Live at São Paulo), by U2.
- Room 101:Mulholland Drive, City of God.
- the right to be unhappy:feeling hot hot hot
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*takes it huffily* *doesn't say thanks* *slouches away to go listen to loud music and be emo and talk on the phone and not come out of room all day*
Yes, but I'm with my friends! It's embarrassing, okay? Whatever. You wouldn't understand! Fine, I don't want your lousy brownies! *tosses hair*
*laughs* You know, no matter how many times you say that to me, I still feel really sort of melty inside every time you do. It'll never lose its magic. And if it does, God help me. *grins*
Evol you, too, dera. Possibly more than James loved Lily.
*sighs* Say thank you, dera. And please turn that music down!
You'd be surprised at how much I do understand. It's like you calling me an "old coot" when I'm with my friends...can't you just let me show off what a wonderful, sweet granddaughter I have, for once?
...Not even double-chocolate-chip?
*smiles* Agreed. Just...yeah. *laughs* *huggles* God help us both, yeah?
Evol, dera. Probably more than Odysseus loved Penelope.
*calls boyfr—er...friend up* *complains and whispers*
*rolls eyes* God, Grandma, stop. *blushes* Listen, whatever, do what you want, okay? I'm talking to my friend.
*spits* I DON'T WANT YOUR COOKIES! GOD! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT?? YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND! YOU'RE OLD AND DEAF!
*laughs* Exactly. It's so, so weird knowing I've known you for this long. But then again, it feels like longer. Doesn't it?
Evol, honey. As much as Guinevere loved Lancelot, I think.
*rolls eyes* *threatens to unplug phone*
Oh, dera...can't you just talk to me for once? I'm your family, you know...I feel like I hardly know you!
*grabs chest* You can't mean that...you just...can't. *sighs* Excuse me.
(By the way, they were brownies, not cookies.)
*nods* I know; it does. What is it...two years now? Something like that? Feels like forever.
Evol you, darling, a thousand times more than Thursday loved Landen.