Sunday, December 30, 2007

2007

Mais um ano...Que memórias me deixa este ano?
Uma pasagem de ano em grande no Budha.
Um semestre exigente mas único na faculdade.
O italiano de volta.
Amigos que foram de eramsus, outros que voltaram, mas mesmo estando longe, estiveram sempre perto de mim.
Umas ferias inesquecíveis. Viagens à Polonia, Hungria, Austria, Italia, Inglaterra :)
Um estagio/erasmus que mudou a minha vida. A oportunidade de conhecer pessoas incriveis e especiais. Re-encontrar amigos e criar laços ainda mais fortes com eles.
Conhecer duas cidades que me ficaram na alma.
Acabar a faculdade e começar a trabalhar. Conhecer montes de pessoas maravilhosas em 4 meses.
Amor..humm, sempre constante mesmo com mudanças radicais.
Descubrir que tenho os melhores amigos do mundo e a familia mais expectacular do mundoooo
A separação do meu irmão, que me custou muito mas também me fez vlaorar ainda mais a relação que temos :)

O que me espera no 2008?
Trabalho e mais trabalho, lolol.
Começar o ano solteirinha mas feliz.
Poder estar com a minha familia.
Encontros e desencontros.
Desafios. Desgostos e alegrias...
Mas só espero que o 2008 seja tão bom ou melhor do que 2007...definitivamente: It was a great year :)
Life is a blurry-eyed, heavy-hearted whirlwind of a storm
Some things just hurt too much to cry
Memories are like shadows the light won't make disappear
I still see you smiling with your eyes

Ben harper

Saturday, December 29, 2007

Natal com os amigos


O adeus :(

O sensualão

ohh, how cute!!!!

Humm, será que a coca-cola tinha alguma coisa?

A Inês e as suas três (grande coro, sim senhor)

O karaoke de natal

O Natal dos amigos!!!

Aventuras na Dinamarca

Eles a tentar comer e eu a chatear com fotografias

Só homens (nos estavamos na cozinha..típico)

Os erasmicos numa das suas actividades favoritas: lavar os pratos, quando havia maquina de lavar a loiça, lolol.

Friday, December 28, 2007

This is me (3)

I love kids. I want 5 ... at least. I know it's a lot of work, you don't have to tell me. My two favorite animals are turkeys and penguins. My favorite color is anything in the rainbow. I don't like math ... I don't understand science. I love reading for hours on end ... especially outside on a sunny day. I love the sun ... I love being warm. However, I love playing in the rain and sitting outside when it's stormy. I like making snowmen and snow angels ... and I like the handprints in the middle when I get up.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Porque avces hay quien diga mejor lo que tu sientes

Quien me conoce sabe que soy lento. Soy tardo en todo menos en mi pensar, que no siempre lo alcanzo. Sé que todo llega (o no): Es decir, todo lo que tiene que llegar llegará, todo lo que tiene que ser será.

No es abandonarse a un destino predefinido, sino ajustarse al devenir de la vida, dejar que la historia marque los surcos, dejar que el viento, el sol y el agua, embellezcan las arrugas. Saborear los momentos. Sorber cada rayo de sol, cada gota de lluvia, cada mota de noche.

No hay mayor tontería que morirse pronto por haber aprovechado la vida.

Todo pasa y todo queda, pero lo nuestro es pasar... escribía el poeta. No forcemos la máquina. Que cada paso justifique el anterior y apoye al siguiente. Seamos más felices con nuestras huellas que ya se han grabado en la arena que al vislumbrar la meta que nos espera.

Sabemos desde hace tiempo que el norte no es un punto sino una dirección. Avancemos pues sin anteojeras y tumbémonos en la hierba de vez en cuando, al pie de un sicomoro. Vindiquemos la vida contemplativa. Se contaba de un vago que madrugaba para estar más tiempo sin hacer nada.

Hay suficiente metafísica en no pensar en nada, decía Caeiro.

No digo que perdamos el tiempo (que puede rozar el pecado), sino saborear el tiempo que es nuestro; parar la maquinaria; hacer huelga de brazos caídos; y contemplar las formas de las olas y las nubes. No hablar, no ver la tele, por supuesto, ni siquiera leer, sólo mirar por la ventanilla al paisaje que pasa y, cuando lleguemos a la última estación, comprar el billete de vuelta. Es como ponerse un día a fruta.


Texto extraido de: http://volandovengo.blogia.com/

Down memory lane

You know it's been said that we just don't recognize the significant moments of our lives while they are happening. We grow complacent with ideas, or things or people and we take them for granted and it's usually not until that thing is about to be taken away from you that you've realized how wrong you've been, that you've realized how much you need it, how much you love it. -One Tree Hill

Monday, December 24, 2007

This is me (Part 2)

I am afraid of being lonely ... of having my heart broken ... of not being appreciated or wanted. Of people not knowing how much they mean to me. I'm afraid of drowning, of choking and of not understanding. I'm not afraid to be myself or of interacting with people who are different than me. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm wrong, but I will rarely admit it publicly.

Writings by
Samantha Mott

It's good to be scared. It means you still have something to lose. -Grey's Anatomy

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Because is Christmas


Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.--Hamilton Wright Mabie

This is me (Part 1)

I'm not always as confident as I seem ... there are many nights and many days when all I want is to be held. I love being held. Always. Sometimes I don't want to talk about what is bothering me ... sometimes I just want a hug ... someone who will let me cry. I like when boys cry in front of me -- when people aren't afraid to show what they're really feeling. I don't like when people run from their true feelings because it doesn't do anyone any good. I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I am not naive. I know what it feels like to be completely broken and I am all too familiar with what it means to be hurt. "I know what it's like to see something funny and not laugh." I've been taken advantage of, used, and abused. My feelings have been blatantly disregarded. But I still believe that all people are good at heart ... and my trust in people has not diminished. To be completely honest, I hope it never does. Ever.

Writings by Samantha Mott

Saturday, December 22, 2007

It is easy to forget how perfectly life works out. When you are down, you believe that things never work in your favor. But if you look back, you see that, in many cases, things happened exactly the way they needed to.
back from algarve!!! depois d euma semana de ausencia ca estou eu de novo pra postar :)
iste trabalho ta a dar cabo de mim, lolol.
e amanha ainda vou trabalhar e no dia 31..k abuso!!!
lololol

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Time takes pleasure in kicking our asses. For even the strongest of us it seems to play tricks. Slowing down... hovering until it freezes. Leaving us stuck in a moment- unable to move in one direction or the other.
-Grey's Anatomy

Monday, December 10, 2007

A hug can turn your day around, it's like an emotional Heimlich. Someone puts their arms around you, and they give you a squeeze and all your fear and anxiety comes shooting out of your mouth, and you can breathe again.
-Pushing Daisies

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Contrary to what the cynics say, distance is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. It's for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they dont see it nearly enough


He was holding her tight so she couldn't leave. He didn't realize, she had no reason to go

Apologize

Thursday, December 06, 2007


We could live through these letters or forget it all together

See the months they don't matter it's the days I can't take
When the hours move to minutes and I'm seconds away -Taking Back Sunday

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Disappearances happen in science. Disease can suddenly fade away, tumors go missing, and we open someone up to discover the cancer is gone. Its unexplained It's rare, but it happens. We call it mis-diagnosis say we never saw it in the first place, any explanation but the truth. That life is full of vanishing acts. If something that we didn't know we had disappears, do we miss it?
-Grey's Anatomy