...dois chás, mimos, marés e ervilhas, obras, um piolho com fome e 2 tremoços. :p
Wednesday, 28 July 2010
about life...
If I dont write so much, it's not because I dont want you to read me...
it's just because I don't want you to know me that well, cause I don't know who you are...
it's just because I don't want you to know me that well, cause I don't know who you are...
Tuesday, 27 July 2010
Sunday, 18 July 2010
Wednesday, 14 July 2010
on my way to the beach
but not here... there! in that place next to the ocean, where the water is cold, the sun warm, and there are things I miss.
Monday, 12 July 2010
today even the Dutch sky cried for the loss of yesterday in the World Cup...
and I... well, I just walked under my umbrella.
Saturday, 10 July 2010
FMM
it's in a portuguese village, near a portuguese beach and landscape, with a portuguese sun and moonlight.
It has a portuguese castle nearby, close to a portuguese cold sea kissed by a portuguese and yellow warm sand.
Of course there will be the Bacalhau and the Cosido à Portuguesa (i.e. portuguese food) down there, as well as the typical high portuguese temperatures and the portuguese blue sky!
In what concerns to the music and the people, well: those are a lot, great and from the World. :)
World Music Festival in Sines
(eu vou, pois claro!)
It has a portuguese castle nearby, close to a portuguese cold sea kissed by a portuguese and yellow warm sand.
Of course there will be the Bacalhau and the Cosido à Portuguesa (i.e. portuguese food) down there, as well as the typical high portuguese temperatures and the portuguese blue sky!
In what concerns to the music and the people, well: those are a lot, great and from the World. :)
World Music Festival in Sines
(eu vou, pois claro!)
Friday, 9 July 2010
Thursday, 8 July 2010
since portugal lost with spain and Holland is my second home...
Then I am against Spain... Joder!!!
well... me and them (except eva... of course: sorry guapa! :p)
*nikos, thanos, duarte, fred, luís, tiago, thomas, eva and me.
well... me and them (except eva... of course: sorry guapa! :p)
*nikos, thanos, duarte, fred, luís, tiago, thomas, eva and me.
Wednesday, 7 July 2010
besides his fast-forward somersaults in black and white, his squared moustache and his way of walking with his huge shoes...
...I just love his "mute" simple way of being in front of the camara, and his way of, together with the orchestra playing behind the scene, easily making each moment sweet and sooo funny. :)
here you have Mr. Charlot!
here you have Mr. Charlot!
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
Into the sea
It’s difficult to know yourself enough and be able to decide your tomorrow.
Actually it's so difficult that sometimes I would like to just turn off my brain and not think anymore. Not think about the river of things that life is about: my dreams and harsh realities, my family and friends, the mistakes I did and the victories I had, my talents and weaknesses, the new challenges, my hobbies, the situations I avoid, the opportunities I shouldn’t miss.
And then I find myself between beautiful memories from my past and those great gatherings from my present, between places where I would like to be and landscapes I would love to see, between projects I plan to do, moments I enjoy to live and stories I wish to tell.
Is this being lost? And is it bad to be lost sometimes? Or is this all just a way of finding myself?
I don’t know... and I shouldn’t care.
I think it’s just better to follow the wave and let my tide decide the rise and the fall of the sea.
I think it's just better to dive and swim no matter what in that never-ending horizon of water.
I think it’s just better to feel that river of good things that life is about.
This is what I think... but maybe I shouldn’t think, maybe I am just lost, maybe it’s not so bad to be lost, maybe I am just finding myself.
Actually it's so difficult that sometimes I would like to just turn off my brain and not think anymore. Not think about the river of things that life is about: my dreams and harsh realities, my family and friends, the mistakes I did and the victories I had, my talents and weaknesses, the new challenges, my hobbies, the situations I avoid, the opportunities I shouldn’t miss.
And then I find myself between beautiful memories from my past and those great gatherings from my present, between places where I would like to be and landscapes I would love to see, between projects I plan to do, moments I enjoy to live and stories I wish to tell.
Is this being lost? And is it bad to be lost sometimes? Or is this all just a way of finding myself?
I don’t know... and I shouldn’t care.
I think it’s just better to follow the wave and let my tide decide the rise and the fall of the sea.
I think it's just better to dive and swim no matter what in that never-ending horizon of water.
I think it’s just better to feel that river of good things that life is about.
This is what I think... but maybe I shouldn’t think, maybe I am just lost, maybe it’s not so bad to be lost, maybe I am just finding myself.
Sunday, 4 July 2010
in the summer here...
the sun is selfish, it doesn't sleep as much as it should... and it just sets to rest for a bit.
then it rises again... kicking the moon out of the sky.
poor moon...
and poor me, who needs the moon to fall asleep.
then it rises again... kicking the moon out of the sky.
poor moon...
and poor me, who needs the moon to fall asleep.
Saturday, 3 July 2010
a sunset made of pink and blue
We were four on the table. Well, maybe five, if we count with Bob Marley playing on the PC.
Random conversations went by, and some jokes as well, followed by quiet and sometimes loud laughs.
The noodles were so spicy that I couldn’t stop drinking water. and it was so warm that I couldn’t keep myself inside neither. So I left them... for a bit.
In the balcony there were no longer words, jokes or laughs… only me, the wind touching the trees, the “miau” of the cats, the lights of the neighborhood houses, and a beautiful sunset mixed with pink and blue colours.
I stayed there alone for a while… waiting for nothing to happen, just looking to a never ending landscape becoming dark blue, just taking pictures in my mind and keeping them somewhere in a nice place of myself.
They joined me later... together with a guitar.
"There are no stars today!"
Indeed, there weren’t any stars, only the moonlight and the candles, which were already enough to follow our songs.
...
“What time is it?”
It was late, really late. But the singing and the playing outside felt so good that we didn’t even realize the passing of the time.
The only thing I realized is that tomorrow I would remember that yesterday forever.
Random conversations went by, and some jokes as well, followed by quiet and sometimes loud laughs.
The noodles were so spicy that I couldn’t stop drinking water. and it was so warm that I couldn’t keep myself inside neither. So I left them... for a bit.
In the balcony there were no longer words, jokes or laughs… only me, the wind touching the trees, the “miau” of the cats, the lights of the neighborhood houses, and a beautiful sunset mixed with pink and blue colours.
I stayed there alone for a while… waiting for nothing to happen, just looking to a never ending landscape becoming dark blue, just taking pictures in my mind and keeping them somewhere in a nice place of myself.
They joined me later... together with a guitar.
"There are no stars today!"
Indeed, there weren’t any stars, only the moonlight and the candles, which were already enough to follow our songs.
...
“What time is it?”
It was late, really late. But the singing and the playing outside felt so good that we didn’t even realize the passing of the time.
The only thing I realized is that tomorrow I would remember that yesterday forever.
"lover, you should've come over"
if there are good songs that help me on falling asleep,
this one is a good one on making me dream... "cause is never too late" to dream.
this one is a good one on making me dream... "cause is never too late" to dream.
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