Voting day

Ah...  so good...  to go to the votation bureau!  To face an empty room with the 2 delegates playing cards, to kill time, and they smiled at me.  Good Afternoon!!  I entered.  Greeted the boy and the girl, slaves of the government.  Chosen among 15 million ppl in são paulo, to spend the whole day locked inside a room, to monitor the elections poll.

I decided to talk a bit with them.  Poor souls.  I voted.  Then went to the street market to eat lunch at those stands. Mmmm

I was chosen once to work on the votation rooms and gosh, that was very funny although tiresome.

I had the privilege to participate in the first election using a voting machine!! 

I was responsible for the section.  I had no idea of what I was supposed to do until the day of the votation.  We had to arrive in the election zone one hour before it opened.   There we had to listen carefully a man preaching about the do's and dont's , and all the security thing, the counting, etc.  I was feeling very proud of myself to be chosen to be the head responsible for the whole section , lol 

I had to wear a badge with my name and a government symbol, and below my name there was the saying:

"Cristiane da Cunha Lobo"
"President of section"
Section 528

hahaha

Then, I was very worried about what to do in case something goes wrong in the machines?  We had 2 machines in our section.  I was told that in case soemthing went wrong, we had to replace the electronic vote for bullet ones. 

Then, I had to tidy the room, along with the other boys and girls ( we were all the same age, what helped to keep the good mood and to socialize during the working day for elections,lol), to push all the seats to one side of the room, and have 5 tables in a row, where we would be sitting all day long, helping the democratic process goes on.

As the person, the elector arrived, we ask: "Your voting id, sir?" , then we get the number of the elector and confirm in the list we have.  Then we ask him to sign his name below his name in the list, and give him a receipt.  Then, we told him to go to one of the voting machines and vote.

After, we give back the ID and say "Good Morning".

Well. the thing is that things were not that easy and simple,lol

There were ppl who took ages to vote.  Ppl who forgot the ID at home, PPl who were blind, and also ppl who didnt have an idea of how to proceed before a voting machine.

But, well, the BEST part was when one of the voting machines got fire! HAhahahaha!  That was a blast!!

We were all there, monitoring the electors, then, all of a sudden, we hear screams from the corridor, and some ppl running.  Of course, OBVIOUS, that i left my section and went to the corridor to see what was going on.  Then, I saw a guy I was friends with, coming to my direction, laughing. He said: Cris, one of the machines caught fire!" Hahahaha  And then we both ran there and we saw the president of that section (all the same age, about 18 - 22 years old) with a paper, waving at the machine, blowing air, to make the fire goes off. Gosh! Then we all started to wonder what to do with the machine burning.  Fastly one of the guys from the seats of delegates told us: Take the floppy disk out!!!!!!  Take the floppy disk!!!!!  Yes! how could we forget to save the disk with all the information of the votes??  Then, well, the machine was replaced for old and normal and fire-free bullets.

But that was a very funny election.  We , inside the section, started to make a competition cos on Tv the president said that in 1 minute you can vote and so we all started to count "1, 2, 3, 4, ...58, 59, 60!!" for the ppl in there while they were voting, and some electors joined the game and we all had a big laugh!

And then gosh, lol  as u know during the day of election we can not drink in the country, we call it the "Sober Law", Hahahaha But some bars - of course - sell beer in plastic cups, so that no one can see whats tehre inside.  And me and the boys and girls from the section, at 18hs , when we were allowed to leave the building, we all went to a bar and gosh, we drank until 2am !

I think that when you are younger, things tend to be funnier, cos u tend to laugh at anything !  And, also, u dont have such a serius compromisse with things, so, if a voting machine burns, w simply laugh.  what if we lose the floppy disk with thousands of votes? damm it! Hahahahah 

Life is easier when you are young at heart and age!

I imagine if it had happened today, that I am a bit bad tempered. lol  I would be swearing all day long at the governemnt and I would be looking dreadful.  I would write bytes and bytes  of disgust on the mandatory work and would be saying that I had a terrible day.

hehe  I was happier when I was younger.  That is for sure.  Life was simple and easy.






 

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Living with a wolf


Yes, this will be the name for my blog diary from now on.  :)

Why a wolf?  Well, this is the name for my family.  A Patronimic.  And indeed, this is the name I carry with me. And so does my brother, mum and obviously, dad.

The "wolf" - Lobo family begun in Portugal.  They were in there named after a jewish name.  The family is big and also has a symbol, known in POrtugal.  This royal symbol was given to the families who made somehow part of the life in inside the castles of Portugal kings and stuff.

But what happens is that the family, originally made of jews, as well as other jew families were begining to prostper in the kingdom region, and so, the Chritians in the court - POrtugal was always a Roman Catholic kingdom, started to feel threatened by the prosperity of the jews. And their influence in marine stuff and business.  So, they got scaried and along with the king Dom João VI, demanded that all jews should change their names or leave the country. 

Some of the jews decided to leave the country and went to other countries, but some decided to change their names as they had businesses and leaving the kingdom would not be a good decision.  So, what they did?  They chose names of animals and trees.  And then, it was created the family "wolf"  !! lol

Now, by the side of my family:

My grandfather was portuguese, born in a place called "Tras-os-montes"

This it he map of Portugal, and in green, u see the region called "Trás-os-Montes"  ( which means : "behind the hills").

Well, my grandfather had business in Africa, in countries called Angola, Moçambique, Cabo Verde (Portuguese colonies - the business were about plantation of rubber trees, tea, and also he owed a ship, to transport the goods to other countries) He moved there an there he stayed. 

Meanwhile, my grandmother was living in POrtugal too.  Then, her mother, my great grandmother, had to move to Greece, where they had some relatives, after that, they moved to Siria, then to Italy, from Italy, they went to Canada, from Canada, they went to Portugal back, and from Portugal they went to South Africa, and lived in Capetown. In Capetown, my granny was raised and educated.

I dunno for sure when and why, my grandfather and my grandmother met in Angola.  And they got married.  My granny was 22 and my grandfather was around 35.

There he lived, and my granny loved to live in there.  She said she was very childish, as all teh girls from that era.  They had sort of slaves in there, and granny said that Africa is beautiful.  She said she loved to run in the fields, riding bikes, and often my grandfather used to get angry with her cos she kind of forgot that she was a "lady" and a "wife" and could not run free in bikes around the fields on her own.  How silly,lol

Anyway, one day, he told her that they would have to move to Brazil, cos he would start to export to Brazil and also he wanted to buy rubber trees plantation in a place called Acre.  (now Acre is a state, near Amazon) and so they would move to Rio de Janeiro, to be close to his new business.

She was very sad to leave Africa.  But she had to go along her husband (my granddad).  The thing is, they got into a ship, a german ship, and crossed teh Atlantic to reach Rio de Janeiro.  That was around the year  of 1943 and the war was  just there, happening. Granny told me that during the nights, in the ship, the commander ordered to put the lights off, so that the ship was not shot by any airplane. And also, She told me that it was really cool to see the german soldiers training and swiming in the early morning in the ship, lol

Indeed, she said that a german soldier taught her how to play chess, in german! lol  Trust to be my granny, lol  I wonder where my granddad was!!! hahaha

She said that I shouldnt think bullshit of her, lol  She said she only there learning chess in german, even tho she herself didnt know a word in german language,lol 

Well, She was pregnant. And she had a very big quarel with my grandad.  the reason?  She noticed that from some months on, she didnt have her menstrual period, and she thought that maybe my grandfather had spolied her body, like, he did something to her and now she was sick, for not having the menstrual pain!   Hahahaha! Can u believe that?  She didnt have a slight idea of what pregancy or sex meant!!!

My grandfather tried to explain her that everything was ok, that the lack of period would preceed soemthing good, but she just couldnt understand!!! Hahaha She said she spent days without talking to him!!!  Thats my granny! lol Yeah!!! Grrrllllllls power!! Hahahahah

Well. then my father was born, When they reached Rio de Janeiro, de Guanabara Bay.

My granny told me that the view of the Baia da Guanabara, Guanabara Bay, from the ship was stunning.  She said that in the ship, the marine blew a whistle, and then the commander rang a sort of bell and started to say in German language: "Brazil!! Brazil!! "  and all the passengers went to the tip of the ship to overlook Brazil. :)

This is a pic of Baia da guanabara.  By ship, when u come to Brazil, this is what u will see. Beautiful, isnt it?

Granny told that she lived then in Rio de Janeiro.  And her life was very nice. My grandfather took often trips to Acre, to see his rubber thing business

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And, well, why did I write "Living" with a wolf? Because as you are reading all these nonsense I write , I dare to write, almost everyday, and you are making part of my life, and sharing my emotions and etc, so, I can say that you are actually living with me :)  And living with me, means, that you are living with a wolf.  lol

And not only me, here u share my feelings and my stories about the other members of the wolf pack. lol
And even though you dont want it, or you dont aim that, you also make part of this pack,lol  But first, u ought to learn and appreciate the life with a wolf around,lol

Here u have my feelings, my emotions and when i write in here, it is as though as I am talking to you.  Sometimes I am talking to myself.  My thoughts being expressed in silent words through text.

I know that my kids wont carry the name wolf" with them, but they will carry in their blood the wolf sin,lol
They will be little wolves,lol  50% of wolf inside,lol
And trust me: this is really powerful! lol

They will inherit my bad mood, my sense of disorganization, my dreams, my will, my PMS (the girls) periods, lol  everything!! lol  Dont tell me that I have not warned! :)


But, well, what I really wanted to tell is that Chris behaved weird tonight.  Gosh.  think he was a bit rude when I asked about his web cam, and somewhat he behaved cold and rispid in some parts of our chats tonight.  I didnt dare to ask him the reason for that, but I could feel that soemthing was going.  The way he talked about my boss like "I read in ur blog that ur boss motivates you".  u know when ur talking about apples and the person comes up with beans?  Well, I noticed a slight trace of jealousy in his words and straight away asked him if he was jealous about my boss (gosh, what an idea he had,lol)  and he said that he was.

Gosh.

What an idea!

Gosh, Chris!!  Please!! Dont be jealous about my boss!lol  I could never imagine that I would have a bf jealous about my boss,lol

maybe it was the way I expressed myself the other day. Gosh.

The thing was that it was so late (early) in the night and i was sleepless,  kind of pissed off, and I had spent almost the day talking to him, about many subjects.  After the talk with him, i spent one more hour and a half at school, and gosh, there were many problems to solve,.  Some tough ones.   And also plus my flu thing. and also money matters. I had a terrible day. And speaking to my boss was good.  Cos i could distract myself.  Only that. I think this is the reason I was thinking of him.  Just that.  But, lets make things clear:  when I think of him, i just take into consideration the image of me and him talking, and some things he tells me, that gets into my mind and then, I start to think.  Some phrases, some examples.

I love you, Chris.
Dont forget that.

Im living a hell on Earth to make my dream come true and to be able to meet you.  Believe me.  One of the reasons I could not sleep was that I had to take some money from my savings account to pay for some medicines, and gosh, i knew that i couldnt take money, cos this money is for my trip to you.

Sincerelly, I will get into a big debit to meet you.  And of course that things would be easier if u could come here to meet me by january, or december, and then, i would have more time to put my finances in order again  and to fly to UK in July.  But  in the  occasion I mentioned that for you, you said that I was the one to travel first.  Gosh,   Well.  If I could choose, I would want you to come first, just as a matter of finace, I know that I will screw myself in asking for bank loans and stuff to make my trip come true, and even tho, I wont be able to make all the things i want.  And God  only knows when I will be able to make such a trip again.   

It is sad.  But it is true.

I wish ou could come down here, so we could meet, and then travel around the country - which is cheaper for me, and then, I would try to make more money to travel to you in the year, with more peace in mind.  Dont forget that I had that changing of jobs, and also that I had received 50% less of my income that month, and I ahd to live with the money from the savings account.  And life here is difficult.

Anyway.

I dunno what else to say

I jsut know that  I am kind of desperate, cos I am seeing the money slipping from  my hands, and my trip getting further  and further. Anyway, I told you.  I will get a bank loan.  but that will cost me a pain in the neck.  I will have to lower many things in my life to be able to pay the bank back.  2005 will be a tough year.  But... if u cant make it,  I will try and make the first step, - although I think it should be you to make it, but anyway, this is another department,.

I think I have alread told things that I shouldnt in ehre and I know I am taking risks.

But I had to be sincere.

And if  my words are unpleasant for you, then, well, whaty can I do?   I wont be faking my words just to please  you and I want you to know  that I am a sincere person, that u can trust and count on me.
If u want a fake woman, then well, have to look for another one.  Cos this wolf here, is damm sincere








 

 




 

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Good Morning, world!

In Europe, it must be around 9am, In Asia, around 11am, In Australia, 5pm, in Siberia (Russia) it must be around 4pm, in US (west), around 12am and well... here in Brazil, the land lost in the world map, it is exactly 5am.

What Am I doing awaken? I dunno.

I just couldnt sleep.

Reasons for that? Many.

  1. I had a shit day at work.
  2. I will have to go to the bank tomorrow (today, exactly in 5 hours time, when they open) to take some money from my savings account to pay for a stuff.
  3. I had a very deep crappy day at work
  4. I am having the flu
  5. The image of those ppl talking shit to me at work cant vanish from my mind
  6. I am 30 and I am feeling crap
  7. I need more money for my trip
  8. I feel frustrated
  9. I am fed up of having to smile at ppl I actually want to punch
  10. I am tired of the confusions at school
  11. I wanted to change jobs
  12. I wanted to have money to pay for a complete treatment on the body.
  13. I need money to buy some medicines and I wonder if i shall take from my savings account
  14. I have to prepare food for the week and I feel lazy
  15. I wanted to change jobs
  16. I wanted to take vacations
  17. I wanted to disappear
  18. I am awaken because I have to sleep and just cant!
  19. I will only have 3 hours of sleep if I go to bed now
  20. I dont feel like sleeping
  21. My mind is tired and my heart is aching
  22. I miss a bf nearby
  23. I wanted to sleep
  24. I am tired of fighting
  25. I think I am depressed
  26. I think I need to take medicines to feel good
  27. I wanted to have someone to whom I could share all these worries and who would help me to feel better, really.
  28. I was thinking about my boss
  29. My boss is very smart, I like him a lot
  30. I wanted to be as smart as him
  31. Since I got to know him, I have changed some of my behaviours.

I have never met such a great conversationalist as my boss is!

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32.  I could spend hours talking to him, he always has something really interesting to tell

33.  He teases me by provoking my thoughts and intelectual

34. I love when he does that

35.  He feeds me intelectually and he knows that I love it. He does that on purpose

36.   He challenges me by making questions on many sorts of things about the world just to know if am updated

37   I have never ever read so much in my whole life, just to talk to him

38 .  I cant sleep cos I am thinking of reasons to justify my joy when I meet him to talk about topics we both have read in the news

39.  I think I will go and read some more.

40.  Since I left university , where I used to spend 5 hours a day just discussing things, I think I miss to have discussions.

41.  He brought my brains back to work.

42.  Well. Enough about him,lol

43.  I miss university

44.  My friend flavia sent me a text message on my mobile tonight

45.  she was in moema and wanted to meet me

46.  i didnt reply to any of her messages

47.  I saw my mum popping out just now, she must have woken up

48.  I could never live with 4 cats as she does

49.  I prefer dogs than cats

50.  I am surronded by crazy ppl at work

51.  I talked stupidly to one of the teachers today[

52.  I wanted to travel to many places

53.  first england

54.  then the whole europe

55.  i would like very much to know portugal. Must be funny hearing that terrible accent they have in there

56.  then i would like to go to those crazy places in south america where they have the andes mountains

57.  I will never go snow skiing in my life, it must be very dangerous

58.  my friend caio is crazy, he likes to go flying in paragliders

59.  he is 33 and i think he acts silly

60.  I like ppl who read rather than I like ppl who makes sports

61. i dont like vegetarians

62. I hate going out for dinner or lunch with Cristina as she is veggie and she eats slowly

63.  I dont like it when Christopher talks about Cristina, I feel jealous

64.  I hate the hair that grows in my body, i am thinking of shaving my body with laser

65.  It is not that expensive actually

66.  I think Olympics are silly, but cant tell anyone about it, they would say that i am ignorant

67.  I am thinking of having children in 2 years time

68.  But a father is missing, hahahaha

69.  It is very difficult to choose a father, gosh

70.  Fathers are very important for the education of a child, and I must choose a good father for my babies.

71.  He must be :

72.  Caring

73.  Intelligent

74.  Smart

75.  Witted

76.  Easy going

77.   commited with their lives

78.  interested in their lives

79.   likes to go to the parental meetings at school

80.  to ballet presentations

81.  to competiions at school

82.  to prepare the camping tents for the kids

83.   have to know how to cook basic stuff so that the kids can say: My father makes the best milkshake in teh world,lol

84.  must like to read stories and tell stories

85.  and takes pictures, a lot of them

86.  must be creative in order to spend a whole afternoon building a tree house or inventing robots in the garage

87.  must have a strong sense of childishness, so that he can play with kids and girls and have fun aswell.

88.  Must be funny so that the children can laugh at his jokes

89.  Must be a little crazy and have a good sense of "holidays celebration", and be able to build a big xmas tree (although I am agnostic, my kids will have all those things that normal kids have) and also to hide eggs in the house as easter approaches.

90.  Must know how to draw (cos I dont,lol) so that he can paint the kids bedroom walls with them and change colours every year.

91.   And, most important of all: must feel good and easy to say "I love you, son"....."I love you, daughter", and hug and kiss them. And as strong when I need his support to be tough when they dont do well at school.

92.  Why am I telling all this?

93.  Dunno

94.  Well. That is it.

95.   I can see the daylight already

96.   Time to go to bed and try to take a nap, at least.

goodbye

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A mad Monday!

Gosh! what a freak Monday!!

All that could happen wrong in one year happened today!

To end up the day, at 6pm i started feeling weird in my throat.  Then, at around 20pm, I felt i was having a fever!!

I bet that have caught the flu !!!

That is ALL that couldnt have happened to me!!

Gosh, what a day!

Happy birthday, Chris! 

I just loved our chit chat on Saturday night/Sunday morning !!

You very much loved and cared!

Happy 35 years old!

U deserve all the best and all that is good in this life!  I only wish I could have spent this day with you, caressing ur hair, giving little kisses and cooking a special meal to you!  :)

A big "bear-hug" from this woman, who lives so far from you, but feels as if she makes part of your life already! :D

Love and cheers!!!

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IT RAINS

 IN SÃO PAULO!!!

Escrito por Crissy às 00h24
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Thrilling Wednesday!!!

oh-o -o -o !!!

wowowowowowow

Today, despite the damm graphics I am STILL trying to make - gosh, and each day they are becoming more complicated, cos I am trying to put in a single graphic more than 10 different data!! And for each one you have to make a "function" (this I found out reading the "help" stuff at Excel and Gosh! I finaly got to know WHY I had to learn "arithmetic functions" in the high school, lol) and so, you can imagine.  This is my third day trying to make the damm graphics,lol  I would like to leave a public "thank you" for Viviane, the secretary for helping me in the functions stuff (i mentioned i HAD to learn functions, but this doesnt mean that i ACTUALLY  learned) And also, Chris, for helping me with the percentages and patience.

Well, as I was saying, Despite all them graphics, I had some good laughs at school today,lol

We had to decorate the school for the silly Halloween ( i hate this celebration and will explain the reason later on, another day, or in another reincarnation) with monsters and witches and bats and all the silly stuff of Halloween.

Well.  look at the pics we took (me and the girls) messing with them monsters,lol

lol

Me and the secretaries.

Couldnt resist and annoyed Zé Carlos, hahahaha

The real monsters, hahahahahaha

 Me and my ESFIHAS - a special bread filled with minced meat.  An Arab food. mmmmm
That was close to 22hs and we all were starving.
Raul took my cam to take some pics of his "art" and gosh, took a pic of me eating, I wanted to kill him, lol

My half Esfiha, lol

Zé carlos went to my little office to grab some of my Esfihas, lol

What a ridiculous picture ! hahahahahah  Look at my eyes!! hahahahaha

And then, after eating Esfihas, I sat on the monsters lap, hahahahahah  Raul said that I smashed the mounsters legs, hahahahah  And tomorrow he has to make them again, hahahahahah
Becareful Chris!! hahahahahahaah

Me and my cowboy boyfriend, hahahaha

This is me, in 10 years time, working at SKILL !!! hahahahaha!! My glasses and a cigs!!

or, I could say: Me, without make up!! hahahaha


Oh! I take the opportunitty to show my Guinness pencil case with some little flags from Cuba and my teddybear of Australia I got from a student who went there. And, OBVIOUSLY my Chris' pic!

 

 

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I was sitting, working, concentrating in my charts and graphics, trying to figure out how I would be going to cross data inserted in 6 different charts into a single graphic model when all of sudden I see a brown jacket just by my side...  I look up and see one of our students stading there, just before my eyes quiet, staring at me and well, i got a little bit annoyed, as I dont like people coming inside my office without being previewsly told so by the secretary.  Anyway, That was a student (i cant remember his name) about 50 years old, white hair, thin, and well, I greeted him and apologized for not having noticed he was there stading (how annoying) and he smiled, and simply had a sit.

He started to talk as if he was in his living room with me, talking about many topics, from "we all have to exercise because it is good for the body" to "have you gone to that emporium near the Shopping Centre where they sell delicious cheese?" .  I was there, with my pc already in the "screen saver" , listening and talking to him, and then, after all the preliminary chit chat (that lasted for more than 40 minutes, omg, i wanted to die) He said: "Well, now, let me introduce the main topic and the reason I am here to talk to you".  By that point I took a deep breath and thought to my buttoms : "Gosh, now he will say that he wants to call me for a date or something" , because  I swear, That "chit chat" was way too far, like, not the common thing that happens every day during "normal" conversations with students, i.e.: We talk about things related to school and grades, and stuff, never about "what time do you wake up?" .  very weird that "tone" of the conversation. 

Anyway, gosh, to my hapiness and relief, he said: " I am here to talk about something that has been in my mind for a long time".....  In seconds, trust me to think about thousands of different topics and I was already very annoyed to be there, without the chance of saying: "Gimme a break, man, you sat here at 19:30 and now it is already 20:20 and dont come and throw your conversations to me when I have a damm bunch of things to do, I am not in a club, I am at work and have piles of paper work to do, Go away, you son of a bitch" (yes, this is what I wanted to say), but outside, I was smiling that "yellow" smile and tapping my foot on the floor (anxiety) and I itching my arms (irritation), and starting to sweat that cold sweat, gosh.

He said: "I wanted to make you a question: Do you know how children learn to speak a language?" - he asked that with that tone as If he was about to tell me the greatest "Truth" of all my life.  As If I were a dumbass and never ever had read ANY line about this topic, and if i was hired to do what I do because I have a nice pair of blue eyes....  I started to shiver inside and was searching for Jose carlos eyes to meet mine through the glass wall so  that he could capture in the air that I was willing to be saved from that miserable moment.  To my deception he was not looking at me and nothing could be made to save my soul.  I could not believe that that man was willing to start a discussion on liguistics by that time of the night.

 I said: "Yes, Sir, I do know how children learn a language."
And he, then started to make a looooooooooong speech about the theme based in a documentary he has seen on TV.  Oh MY GOD!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh My Goddddddddddddd!!!!  I didnt deserve that!  I must have stuck a bubblegum onto Jesus Christ Crucifix to deserve such a pain in the neck man annoying me at that time of the night.

His main point was that (look at this now) If children learn to talk a language before they start reading or writing, He think that the methodology we apply in the school was totally mistaken.

Yes...

 Look at what I had to face until 22hs.   Yes!! he stayed there, defending his point of view until 22hs.  From 19:30 up to 22hs.  2 hours and a half of deep annoyiment.

In the begining, I tried to show him some theories and some facts, but he was tough......

OH GOD!!! ALLAH!!! BHUDA!! Mahome!!!

Well.  I intended to write in here a sort of essay on this theme, than I would print it out (not the previous part in which I swear at the him, OBVIOUS) and hand the stuff to him.  But gosh, I feel really tired now, it is 1am and tomorrow I need to wake up early to do some things before i go to work.  But, dont be sad, lol 

I promise that I will write a comopsition on this theme and state REAL theories in here and well, the thing I really wanted was to forget about it and put this aside, but that man said so much nonsense that It teased my hunger for discussions and I feel obliged to give him a reply that he will NEVER MORE deny that IT IS IMPOSSIBLE for an adult to learn a language through the natural way. - as he said it was.

Ah! BTW, the cleaning lady came here today and she ironed all my clothes and organized my waredrobe!!! How terrific!!! I love her, lol

So good to come back home and do nothing at all despite the Pc and forums, and flogs, lol 

Bye for now.

Ah! soon my darling will be 35.  Gosh.  He must be feeling weird. He is half of the way to turn 40. Gosh.

But he is will be a very charming 40-years-old man :)  Why do men turn charming when they are gold and women get crappy?  This is not fair!!! I bet he hasnt worn any sort of cosmetics  to look younger and never cared about his hair and stuff.  And why do we (women) have to start putting creams and cosmetics and stuff on our face by the age of 25???  wHY CANT WE BE AS FREE AS MEN??

Anyway, (im revolted tonight,lol) He looks gorgeous and delicious and I love him a lot.  Doesnt matter he is 35, 36, 40, 50, 60.  (well... lets not exagerate,lol) He looks great to me and he is beautiful both inside and outside. 

I love him!! :)  And will never rest of telling him so !!! :D 

I will make his ears tired of hearing to my lips that I love him a lot!! And if he gets tired, then I dont mind, and carry on telling him!!! It is so good to know that we are loved, and better, is to listen to it!! (this is what I believe)

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Escrito por Crissy às 01h23
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Waiting For The Kiss"

I’ve never had the chance
To kiss your beautiful lips
To hold you tight all day
To run my fingers through your hair
Or talk to you till the sun comes up

My mind says this won’t be so
But my heart knows different
Someday I will do these wonderful things
And never let you go

No matter how long it takes
No matter how many tears it makes
I will see you
Kiss you
And hold you
Until the end of time


 

Escrito por Crissy às 01h00
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