Dear readers,

Please do not take in consideration last night's post. I really shouldn't be allowed near a computer when I'm feeling weird.

Thank you for your attention,

Crazy Person.

On a totally unrelated note: last night, my faith in Rio was restored. I could swear that the Bible-thumping candidate was going to win the elections, and that I would eventually have to move because the police would start beating up the gays. On an expected turn of events, an ex-"terrorist" who fought against the dictatorship managed to get more votes than him.

Viva Gabeira! Espero que ele ganhe no segundo turno, apesar de eu saber que as chances são poucas. Mesmo que o Paes ganhe, só a noção que o Crivella não estará na jogada já faz com que eu me sinta muito melhor.

Aliás, alguém viu que o Democratas ganhou mais votos do que qualquer outro partido na Câmara? Fiquei intrigada com isso. Pelo menos a Andrea Gouvea garantiu o lugar dela lá. Eu estava com um pouco de peso na consciência de votar nela sem ter certeza de quais eram os projetos de lei que ela havia proposto, ia propôr, e os objetivos dela. Fiquei muito feliz quando o site dela voltou ao ar hoje e eu vi que ela é uma das poucas pessoas sãs que apoia a licitação pra transporte público nessa cidade.

O Rio de Janeiro continua lindo.

PS: christycorr corrected me and said our longest democratic period was between 1891 and 1930. I can't say she's wrong, but I should add that the country was more like an oligarchy back then than anything. I mean, nobody really voted, just the rich white guys. But, still, fair enough. I stand corrected. I'll celebrate democracy again in twenty years.

Funny how movies make me think about reality more than reality itself. I buried myself in work, geekiness and the comfort of books for the last few weeks. Cinema came and took my sense of safety and fulfillment away.

One movie I watched during the whole Festival. Why did it have to be one of the movies I most identified myself with that I've seen in a long time? Why did it have to be so bloody sad?

I'm just mad at myself that I'm feeling fucking lonely right now. I really, really need to learn to be more self-sufficient.

ETA: Twenty years of democracy today! Our longest period of time without dictatorial governments yet. It's rather sad, really. We have a long, long way to go before Brazil is a real democracy.

Long time no see. Maybe random information about the last seven weeks might sum them up much better than a long, linear post would:

1. I've started really listening to U2 again after watching U23D. I also had an epiphany, and realised that this band has everything to do with what I love, and fight for (yes, I realise how thick I am for only having thought of this now). I'm particularly addicted to the Vertigo Tour.

2. I fell in love with The Big Bang Theory and got scared whenever I identified myself with Sheldon.

3. I started to love reading novels again. I mean, can't-let-the-book-down-oops-banged-my-head-on-a-tree love reading novels. In the last weeks: The Graveyard Book, The Time Traveler's Wife, and Middlesex (still not done). Next one will be Looking for Alaska, by John Greene.

4. Speaking of John Green, I've given continuity to my project of watching all the B20 videos (if you don't know what I'm talking about, go here now.

5. I've given continuity to another project: finishing the four seasons of Doctor Who. Currently on the third one.

6. I've started reading Twilight when bored in class. I felt left out, and wanted to share all the lulz. Oh, the pain.

7. I decided that I really want to be a Human Rights Lawyer, and I'm working towards that.

8. I've also decided to try to spend six months as an exchange student at American University, in Washington D.C..

9. ...which is why I'm talking the TOEFL iBT in a week (note: please shoot me if I fail).

10. I've resurrected my online!geeky!self, and have been posting on forums I hadn't logged on in a long time.

11. I bought new, geeky glasses to go with my current self because I thought having another pair would be nice (posted a picture on my Facebook profile).

12. I will start editing the Wiki again.

13. I am not and do not plan to be in a relationship any time soon.

Mm. I guess that's pretty much it. Now, please stay with lyrics for the amazing song Nerdfighterlike, written by Laurie and covered by Hank Green, here.

( Won't you be a Nerdfighter like me? )

ETA: new userpics! *happy dance*
ETA II: Thanks for the corrections, christycorr. *grins*

I apologize for the weirdness that was my last post. Thank you so much for everyone that was worried, and asked for explanations.

What happened, in fact, was that I had seen an amazing movie, called Babel, and was a bit astonished by it. It touched me in a weird way, and made me cry for a whole hour. Of course, there were other matters to it, those of which I don't feel comfortable yet in sharing, but I promise I will, at the appropriate time. For the time being, I will only make one true comment about all of it:

The Festival is being much better than I thought. My love for cinema is bigger than ever.

Had a great day today. _mraz slept over after an absurdly un-chronological Lost marathon. Went to yoga class in the afternoon. Afterwards, defexxx and plasticiner came over before I left to French class to have sex borrow my television to watch the new Lost episode.

French was great except for two things:

1. I was late and missed the test I was supposed to take, meaning and now will have to do it at home.
2. I got the wrong bus on my way back and it took me forty-five minutes to get home. ¬¬

christycorr showed up as well to give me a foot massage the money she owned me (???) and hanged out with us until 23h, *Marvin the Robot mode on* when everybody else left anyway, so I don't know why I bother to say it *Marvin the Robot mode off*.

After an eletrical crisis on account of my stepfather and a lamp, here I am. Going to São Paulo tomorrow for the Bienal (a major book fair here in Brazil) and my father's play, therefore, the natives can just give me a ring if they feel like doing something.

Meme stolen from nitwitinperil (I couldn't possibly pick just three friends for each cathegory, so I decided to be political and just put each person once):

( Choose your friends )

Stolen from paradoxo_mental:

( Seven Deadly Sins )

Stolen from _keks:

( Nerd, geek or dork? )


Arrivederci! *waves*

Left Fran's; walked home; two more Tarantino Films; supermarket; sleep.

Shopping with mum; lunch at Ritz (restaurant with great waiters food, in my neighbourhood); reading at the hotel; Shopping Higienópolis; Paulista; Habib's; Pulp Fiction ("I still think Bruce Wills is boring"); trying to see a movie; "Don't want to go back to school".

Home; end of potential OD; The League of Extraordinary Gentleman; dinner with Peks at Ritz; home again.

"Look, you brought her her, and that means that you're giving her the shot. The day that I bring an OD-ing bitch over to your house, then I'll give her the shot. Give her the shot." - Lance, Pulp Fiction.

(Not sure if I've ever wrote anything about this movie here, but I'd like to point out that it is absolutely perfect, best quotes ever, and, perhaps, my favourite Tarantino. Sometimes five stars are just not enough.)

( Four Rooms )

( Jackie Brown )

Tired. Very tired.

Two more days. *sighs* I swear I can't possibly go back.

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 (*.*).

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

On the other hand, 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. ;)

Went to wendybarrie_ yesterday with deadcinderella, porn_kid and magnun.

My throat got worse, and fever attacked me. I think that's why I was cranky.

Didn't do much today. Read a lot of 1984 and am finding the book absolutely brilliant.

Some friends of my father's came over for dinner. Very interesting conversations. *grins*

Sorry for being kind of anti-social lately. Don't know what's happening to me. I guess I was around a lot of people since the beginning of the holidays and that kind of overwhelmed me. --'

"(...) to do anything that suggested a taste for solitude, even to go for a walk by yourself, was always slightly dangerous. There was a word for it in Newspeak: ownlife, it was called, meaning individualism and eccentricity." - 1984.

I know I usually quote films, but this book has earned it.

In the last three days I've:

- Gotten really drunk.

- Eaten way too much Halls.

- Started my long (?) period as Rê's hostess.

- Seeing some Sex and the City and Buffy episodes.

- Read more of 1984 (omgsofuckingbrilliant).

- Seeing people at Paulista.

- Went to the movies.

- Eaten Paulista's yakissoba and Pedaço da Pizza's pizza.

Exils (France/Japan, 2004) ** - Had the potency to be a good film; something ruined it. I think I blame the script.

- It'll never work.
- Why not?
- Because I hate you.
- There's only one business where that's no problem at all. - Roxie Heart and Velma Kelly, Chicago.

And so I bought it.

There was this big event at Villa-Lobos; lots of people; lots of friends. I sat on the floor in front of a registering machine with christycorr and jungle_dizzy around 20h30. By accident, we ended up being the first in line to buy the book.

Left the mall; took a cab to Christy's hotel room.

After twelve hours (took a long time to read; was a bit sleepy at the boring quidditch parts), I was done with it. Not in mood to comment the book now. I would just like to say that I was happy with the death and that Severus Snape is most definitely the best character of the book (if only he existed).

Slept around 15h; woke up at 19h. My dad picked us up to go watch Sin City. I must say I was surprised. In the best way possible.

Back to the hotel; couch; Matrix; walked home with defexxx.

Today Christy and I returned to Villa-Lobos to check the other books. Minus R$150,00 Two hours later, we took a cab back home.

Watched Kill Bill Vol. 2 with Deffie; sat down; turned on the computer.

( Movie update )

That's all, folks.

Stayed at grandma's for two days.

Didn't do much around there but eat and read Order of the Phoenix. Was even banned form using the weird-computer-with-an-even-weirder-monitor.

Went to the eye doctor today. After almost one hour and a half of waiting She told me I didn't have astigmatism after all. My eyes are just tired and complaining; am I bit allergic too, so I'll have to use eye-drops for a while.

Came back to Rio; had dinner at christycorr's grandpa's (getting used to it); hanged a bit at her Godmother's; went out with mum for a drink; back home.

And so it is.

Going to my city in less than twelve hours. Miss my friends from there. Miss my room. Miss the no-longer-white couch. Miss my dad, my brother and my stepmum. Miss Yakissoba. Miss random people hanging in my house. Miss Bocage. Miss my favourite avenue. Miss São Paulo.

Thank you for everyone here in Rio that made my last fortnight extremely pleasant. To those that tried to make it like hell *looks sideways at Billie*: poor job.

"- I have to go home.
- You are home." - William Miller and Penny Lane, Almost Famous.

My plane will be arriving at Congonhas Airport around 11h. christycorr's right afterwards. Please, make sure you do not pick us up. Or something bad may happen. Mean it.

"Of course I'm home. I'm always home. I'm uncool." - Lester Bangs, Almost Famous.

Can't wait for that bloody book to come out.

Post scriptum: Ju, sorry I didn't call you. Got home too late. Call you from SP tomorrow, though.

It's funny how during vacations you just loose track of time. You wake up usually after noon and don't know the day of the week; the time; day of the month; sometimes even where you are. To the really crazy ones, the mind-boggleness is so big that they don't know who they are, and get confused by mixing up dreams and reality. Of course, I'm included there.

My first two weeks of vacation were precisely like that. One day I'd wake up at 9h a.m.; on the other I'd go to bed at 10h a.m.; on some days I didn't even sleep, just drowned myself in coffee and was hyper for a long time.

On Sunday, after my last post at 10h a.m., I've managed to sleep a little, until 13h. Woke up; ate; played more The Sims (this time defexxx decided to create a house with all os us! You can picture the mess.); left christycorr's at about 19h to have dinner at Caprichosa with Julia (it was Pizza Day!).

Dinner was very good. We stopped by Italia for ice cream and walked home. magnun and porn_kid slept over after having some problems to open the door.

On Monday I had lunch with my online mum; long time since we've had a long conversation. Love her so much. *grins*

Stayed home for the rest of the day. Read more of The Order of the Phoenix to have the story fresh in my mind before Half-Blood Prince comes out.

Going to grandma's today. Still not sure of the date of my departure to São paulo.

( music meme )

"- What's it like?
- It's like waking. Like you just woke up.
- That must suck." - Burt Hadley and Leonard Shelby, Memento, about Leonard's condition.

Breakfast now.

Post scriptum: Christy, call me when you can/want to. Send my best wishes to your mum. =*

Still too overwhelmed to talk about Potter Rio. Sorry to everyone to whom I didn't give enough attention there; sorry for not staying until the end, what I usually do. Everything was lovely and great, and the Order is showing us everyday more that they're really capable of doing what they plan.

I, on the other hand, wasn't feeling that lovely or great. Lack of sleep is a very serious problem. And so is hate.

Had to come back early; for that, I apologize.

Thank you for all that helped me. =)

After resting, did something I hadn't done in a while: played The Sims (2). And for a long time.

christycorr and I made a house with all the Closer characters. It was hilarious. The gay couples kept arguing all the time, since one was cheating on the other. Not like Closer at all.

Made me feel much better.

Now, everyone's asleep, and I'm sleepless.

Need to try to rest.

"Have you ever been really thirsty, and you open a carton of milk and pour it into your mouth and it’s... sour? That happened, inside me... forever." - Mary Bradford, Lost and Delirious.

Didn't do much on Thursday.

Woke up late; watched Forrest Gump; went to the video club almost drowning myself and my sister inside the puddles of water due to the heavy rain; bought mum's birthday present and a DVD for myself; walked back home.

At night, defexxx, deadcinderella, porn_kid and _wendybarrie came to my place. We had some nice chats, and I ended up sleeping particularly early, because of my former lack of sleep.

Yesterday we saw the KP's; went to Aline's place (I had a lot of little braids do to my hair by her); drank açaí juice at Bibi (best juice place in the city) and saw magnun and stheh, whom finally got here.

Later, some of the people came over to christycorr's (whom I have feeling so appealing that now will be our official hostess in Rio. Told you not to go there. xD), and we had pizza and talked.

Tried to watch Sideways but we both fell asleep. Mental note: not ever attempt to see this film at 6 a.m. after a sleepless night.

8h12 right now; will need energy and a lot of patience to go to Potter Rio.

I just hope...

*sighs*

I'll just keep my hopes low.

Forrest Gump (USA, 1994) **** - Yes, I had never seen it. Very good film. Great critique to the USA. Just love sarcastic films. Could have been much shorter, though.

"- Have you found Jesus yet, Gump?
- I didn't know I was supposed to be looking for him, sir. " - Lieutenant Dan and Forrest Gump, Forrest Gump.

Post scriptum: Christy, I hope you got the title.

defexxx's *other* party was great. Mum said he got more celebrations than Price Charles. And I think I agree.

Met his sister, whom I hadn't seen in a while; was introduced to his mother, whom I found absolutely adorable; talked to dianaprallon and the people from Taquara, whom I missed; saw porn_kid and wendybarrie_, whom I see all the time, but I love anyway.

Also had a pathetic weird mental conversation with christycorr, to which we should have been already used to by now.

Met mum after the party at the shooting for a series she is working at. deadcinderella joined us for dinner.

We met Lilly (OMG. That's why I always write it with two Ls!) and Max at the mall. Seriously, this city is a hole.

Rented three movies today. Already saw one, and will see the others tomorrow.

Cellular (USA/Germany, 2004) *** - Predictable at its own way, but very amusing. Was anxious and nervous during the whole shebang. The ming-bloggleness of the main character was highly entertaining. *grins*

"Tenth grade biology. Brachial artery... pumps 30 liters of blood a minute. There's only five in the human body. I'm sorry." - Jessica Martin, Cellular, after slashing a kidnapper's arm with a shard of glass.

I swear I fear my Biology teacher very much right now.

Post scriptum: it's past midnight! Happy birthday, mum! \o/

So the surprise party last night was great. Hope the birthday boy didn't know about enjoyed it. Missed the KP's. *grins*

Tomorrow, more celebrations!

I don't really have to say that my present was the best ever, do I, defexxx? I'm a humble person, see? (Thanks, christycorr).

WAR tonight. So doomed.

"She thinks she's gonna have a party and not invite me?" - Regina George, Mean Girls.