Oh, no...
Saturday, 27 March 2010
20:02to show you how it all began.
Birds came flying from the underground,
if you could see it then you'd understand,
ah, when you see it then you'll understand.
I'm going to let this open 'till' midnight, so THEN I'LL POST IT!
Give me the thorns.
(Sem alusões intencionais at the real book)
Hoje tive as primeiras aulas de "Orientação de Estágio".
She's soooo cool.
Provei umas calças,blusas e sapatos para ver o que eu posso usar, but actually, eu tenho é que correr atrásde CPF, seguro de vida e ver onde realmente eu vou estagiar.
Não queria pegar em um lugar onde você pode ir de chinelo e camiseta.
Não planejo ir caminhar (dude, I'm getting really lazy, kind of understanding why I was so badly lazy last year), vou me dar esse break por hoje.
Nós vamos ter que fazer um blog para o estágio tmb, hm.
Eu ia dizer que eu e você já sentimos pena dele, mas ele envolve notas, and both you and I know how wickedly motivated I get when my grades are involved.
Yeah, yeah, I know....
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Hoje o dia tá ok, nada sufocantemente (hm) quente, mas também nada frio do jeito que eu gosto.
Ontem quando eu fui dormir não sabia qual era o dia da semana.
Eu tenho horrores de coisas da escola para fazer. Filosofia. Pesquisas, pesquisas, pesquisas. Bilogia.
Vou baixar uns CDs completos do KoL e do Bon Iver.
Baixei um livro, História da Pintura, e terminei Einstein anteontem!
Comecei Eugênia Grandet e li o prólogo or whatever de A Era dos Extremos.
Fazendo uma limpa entre fotos pessoais e músicas.
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Listening to music and looking for some pictures of paintings on the internet and that book.
Ah, eu tive outras daquelas realizações, basicamente igual àquela pleasedon'ttouchme:
I have to control myself so much when someone wakes me up, or ask me to go out to do something.
It's like murderous thoughts.
And, with such a statement like this, I can tell you for sure that I haaaaate morning people.
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Ohhh, Jesus, eu devia ter aprendido, I knew better than that!, sempre durma apenas com uma orelha, como um cachorro, quando se trata de computadores. Quase perdi tudo isso.
And the title: From Friends, Pheebs.
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We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and -- in spite of True Romance magazines -- we shall all someday look
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