sábado, 26 de fevereiro de 2011

I really don't know what is more funny...
If my sense of humor is really good... or if these people are really crazy... hahahaha

After the email bellow... I answered to the guy... just to explain... hahaha

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hahahhahah

Ok ok ok..

hmmmmm... We have a good dancers (not everyone... im not a good dancer... lol)
we have great soccer players ...
we have really nice beaches...
we have TV, phones, electricity, technology... lol
We are not monkeys... we dont have monkeys on the street... 
we speak portuguese... not spanish...

(I just answred some american questions... hahaha... if you already know that... you are a great american... =P )

hmmmmmmm... we are localized in south america...
we are a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiig country....

I really loveeeee my country.... but now... im in love with america... hahahaha

something else??

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Then I read his profile... and sent this message:
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So....

I just read your profile... 

"I value intelligence. I'm the type of guy whose head turns when he hears a girl correcting someone's grammar. Bonus points if you can teach me something. "

Well well well... Im a brazilian... Im learning english yet... and I dont know your grammar yet... 
I wont have bonus points with you... hahahha

buuuuut... if you teach me your language... if you correct me ... youll have a lot of bonus points... hahahha believe me!

BTW... I like this paragraph: 
"I keep finding the wrong women- partiers/potheads/club girls wanting to sleep on the first day. If you have some class give me a wink."

really really really good boy! =)
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I was kidding him... because... hahaha

Buuuuuuuuuuuuttt... this crazy guy send me this message:
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Much better on the random facts! You're wording is cracking me up. 
I laugh when I read your emails. You're very interesting. Beautiful girl and really cool. 
I laughed out loud at the "really really really good boy" part So I assume you have an accent then? Not sure what portuguese sounds like. I want to hear your accent.
I want to know you. 

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hahahaha
I didn't answered yet... maybe later... =P

quinta-feira, 24 de fevereiro de 2011

I need two posts today... hahaha

The guy ask me: Teach me something....

and I said: What do you wanna learn?

He: Huummmm... Something about Brazil...

I: Hmmmm... Brazil has beautiful womans... they are really cool, warm and social... =P lol
is that good? hahahhah

And he answered me: hahaha terrible... I could have guessed that! Give me something good.


Terrible??? That's not good???

Either he is gay... or is he kidding me??? kkkkkkkkkkkk
Someday... God said me: You need to go to Brazil...and you'll be there for a long time... you'll speak portuguese and you'll be brunette...average...and you'll have hazel eyes... in other words... youll be normal. Not blond. Not blue eyes. Not beautiful. Not anything...hahaha...but...youll be very nerd. I ask him: Nerd? WTF?. He said me: youll learn about that. Ok ok ok...Im NERD, babies...and im so happy.. hahahaha


Thanks God... You "build" me so smart!! hahahah


I need to tell you something else... hahha


When Im not sad... when im really happy... I wish I could be better... better than Im...
Do you know?
I wanna talk more... I wanna call to someone... or everyone... I wanna help the people... I wanna just to say hi... to send an email... I dont know... I really wish to show you I can be better than Im...I wish to take care of anyone... 


Feel me better when I take care of anyone... to take care of the stuffs... or the world...


Im really really happy now.... so... Im veryyyyyyyyyyy talkative... maybe... its time to learn this fucking language... ahahhaha


I need to tell you: Im in lovee!!!


Im in love with America.
Im in love with my host family...
Im in love with my car...
Im in love with my friends (from Brazil... from everywhere...)


Im in love with YOU (you know who you are...)... really really in love... but... when I need to talk about LOVE... i prefer to say in portuguese... because the love sounds better when I say:  EU AMO VOCÊ!!


In my whole life... our distance left me confused... 
Now... our distance answered my questions... your questions... and it makes we belong together...


Thank you... You take care of me my whole life... now I know whats the LOVE...


hahahhahahaha... Muitoooooo cocozinha!!! hahahaha

terça-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2011

The first time I missed my country...
Today I cried a lot... and I wished I could be there... with my friends... with my family... with my beers... my teachers..
Today I wished my cousin here... I wished his voice, his arms... I wished him...
Today I wished my friend... my green eyes... my sister...
Today I wished my brothers... my sweethearts... my friends...
Today my heart is broken... is crying... is sad...

is all about my prom... in a few minutes my friends will be there... and I wont be there...
is all about my tears... is all about my miss... is all about my deals...

Nobody said it will be easy... but... nobody said me it will be too hard!

I know! I choose that!
Im living an american dream... I have a big opportunity... and i cant give it up now...

My mom says: When you wanna back home.. Ill pick you up...

But is not about what i wanna... is about what i need... i need stay here... I have some years to live that... I need be strong... sometimes is so hard and I think I cannot stand it...

All I ask you is... send me positives thoughts... send me prays (if you believe in God)... send me power...
I really need to be strong... and Ill be strong enough to stand everything...

Sometimes I cry... cuz I'm human... cuz I'm not a big girl yet...

segunda-feira, 21 de fevereiro de 2011

This is my life!
its not what it was before... all these feeling I've shared... 
These are my dreams...that i'd never lived before...
Somebody shake me... cuz i must be sleeping...
I feel like I can face the day... I can forgive... and Im not ashame to be the person that Im today...
These are my words... that I've never said before...
Im so afraid of waking... 

domingo, 20 de fevereiro de 2011

Youre not an hurricane... you are a storm... something like a windy storm... but not a hurricane... hurricane is so important... you are not important... you are common... so... you are a windy storm...

came... make a mess... and go away...

You could be a hurricane.. but you are normal...
How many times did you do that?

Hurricane is only one... Hurricanes are braves and singles... but they are important...
You are a storm... simple... and happens many many many times...
Everybody knows a storm... the storm hurts every single person... but... we can forget... cuz you are not important... and we can be better when you go away...

Maybe... Thats all I need to say...

sábado, 19 de fevereiro de 2011

Maybe I'm a dreamer, maybe I'm misunderstood, maybe you're not seeing the side of me you should
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm the only one, maybe I'm just out of touch, maybe I've just had enough
Maybe it's time to change and leave it all behind. I've never been one to walk alone
I've always been scared to try .. So why does it feel so wrong
To reach for something more, to wanna live a better life 
What am I waiting for? 'Cause nothing stays the same
Maybe it's time to change
Maybe it's hopeless, maybe I should just give up

What if I can't trust myself? What if I just need some help?

quinta-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2011

You're not the right guy
This is not the right place
It's not the right time
This is not the right day
I am just a stranger that entered your world
A girl form another town that nobody knows
I'm just a new girl that came to your school
That doesn't know anybody, but knows you
I know that you love me and my heart calls your name
But this is not the right time
This is not the right day
I'm going to pretend that I never knew you
That you aren't the guy I liked...
'Cause you were so different
You've changed so much
I can't stay stuck on you
Like if you were the only guy in this world
The problem is I still love you
But this is not the right time
This is not the right day
You're not the right guy
This is not the right place
I am just a stranger that entered your world
A girl from another town that nobody knows
I'm just a new girl that came to your school
That doesn't know anybody, but knows you
I know that you love me and my heart calls your name
But this is not the right time
This is not the right day
I'm going to pretend that I never knew you
That you aren't the guy I liked...
'Cause you were so different
You've changed so much
I can't stay stuck on you
Like if you were the only guy in this world
The problem is I still love you
But this is not the right time
This is not the right day
You're not the right guy
This is not the right place
I am just a stranger that entered your world
A girl from another town that nobody knows
I'm just a new girl that came to your school
That doesn't know anybody, but knows you
I know that you love me and my heart calls your name
But this is not the right time
This is not the right day
This is not the right day...
This is not the right day...
We wanna be together
Forever, forever, forever...
But I'm just a new girl that came to your school
That doesen't know anybody, but knows you
I know that you love me and my heart calls your name
But this is not the right time
This is not the right day

terça-feira, 8 de fevereiro de 2011

Dificil tentar me expressar quando todo mundo está pronto pra te julgar...
Eu sempre fui melancolica... mas talvez só as pessoas que realmente me conheciam tivesse reparado nisso... mas agora... de repente... todo mundo decidiu olhar e ver cada expressão da minha melancolia e me criticar... Eu só mudei de país... mas ainda continua a Ju que reclama de boa parte de tudo... não que eu tenha prazer em reclamar e que eu adore parecer uma velha de 80 anos ranzinza... mas porque meus olhos reparam muito e eu nao sei aceitar as coisas como elas são...pq na maioria das vezes elas são ingratas...

Eu tenho raiva de algumas pessoas... e morro de vontade de desejar que elas morram... tenho raiva quando elas riem... e tenho raiva quando sao felizes... mais raiva quando tem o que eu queria ter... e minha cabeça julga que elas não mereciam ter... pq? Por tudo... por mim... pq eu sou egoista e mimada!

Aí agora eu estou aqui... numa cidade totalmente nova... pessoas novas... amigos novos... cultura nova... casa nova... carro novo... clima novo... tudo novo... e vem 50 mil pessoas me falar: esquece o velho!
Ei, ei, ei... não funfa desse jeito!!
O velho fez o que eu sou... o velho me fez irritante... o velho me fez chata pra caralho... mas essa eh a unica que eu sei ser...

O velho me faz abraçar os gringos e as gringas e dar beijinho no rosto... e eles ficarem imoveis e depois olharem pra mim e dizer: Brazilian people...
O velho me faz tentar cozinhar aquele arroz e feijao com cheiro de casa de vó... porque a comida americana me deixa triste...
O velho me faz entrar na net quase todo dia e me atualizar sobre o que esta acontecendo no meu circulo de amizade laaaa longe...
Faz encher meus zoinho de lagrima qndo meus amigos dizem: Vamos num bar hoje!!
Faz eu ficar nervosa porque eu tenho que dirigir quando eu vou pra bar... e nao posso beber nada...
Me ter saudade de carne vermelha... e eu nem como carne vermelha...
Enfim... o velho é essa terra maluca que eu cresci...

Me disseram que quando eu chegasse aqui eu descobriria o quanto eu sou patriota...
é! eu sou!
A América é linda e aqui as coisas realmente funcionam... e eu continuo achando que eu nasci pra morar aqui... mas eu dou graças a Deus por ter nascido brasileira e sido criada no calor dessa terra tropical... nos abraços e beijos do meu povo... e no jeitinho brasileiro de resolver as coisas... porque se eu não tivesse essa bagagem... eu seria só mais uma americana boba... que se acha o centro do mundo... só porque tem uma economia estável e a lingua mundial...

"BTW... you already are better than anyone... cuz you talk your language... you came here... you left your life... and you are trying to know a new world... so... I just realize you are the best..."
 
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