Thursday, April 27, 2006

Currently: Watching "Be The One" - BoA (click on it!)

Hey there! Week's gone pretty fast, hasn't it? I don't have much to talk about other than mention that I'll be out this weekend. I'm going to my friend's beach house with some my classmates as well. Maybe I'll finally get a decent tan that is not so light you can't even see it! So I'm looking foward to it... =)

Other than that... uh, look at the music video I'm watching if you like pop music from Asia! Particularly Jpop and Kpop.~ =D

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

She has landed.

Listening to: "Midnight Parade" - BoA

Don't you hate when you have nothing to talk about? Or better, are too lazy to type it all up and talk about it? Well, that's me. I come to you now empty handed, though, my supposedly mysterious readers. Okay, not completely empty handed, I still have little bits of stuff we call "frustration" in my hands. But with that, I also got laziness, which makes me not want to even talk about it. But I gotta talk about something, else this ol' blog is gonna die some day. Pitiful, I know.

But then again, it might be better to just change the subject completely. Or else before I know it I'll get all whiny and start to bug you guys and in the process, bug myself. So that there goes that idea...I guess.

OK, anyway...

It's pretty weird to think I'll be considered 15 years old in just a matter of two/three and a half weeks or so. I mean, what is that supposed to mean anyway? Besides I being one year older, that is. I guess one advantage of being older is that people tend to acknowledge your presence more. Then again, they'll expect more from you... and I don't exactly like to be the center of attention. I hate it actually.

And what's with kids expecting older ones to be already dating?! I mean, it's annoying... What's weirder is that it seems more likely in school to have people younger than me already dating. I guess in that sense, I'm a late bloomer.

It's not like I want have a relationship. The mare idea creeps me out a bit. It just seems so weird to imagine. At least when it's me in the picture...

Dunno why I'm even talking about this. It's stupid to be whining. I guess it's my goofy insecurity that triggering it.

Ok, now changing the topic completely...

There's this school in Rio de Janeiro where they only teach in English. Supposedly it's full of foreigners. My dad thinks it would be probably just a tad easier for me to handle highschool and school in general if I studied in English, since after this year is done, I'm going to have to change schools, and that's scary as it is. Plus, if I ever wanted to study in the US for college, I'd be able to have a chance to go to various colleges, because the school is affiliated with the US. And I could meet a lot interesting people at that school, and maybe even make more than 2 friends.

What am I saying with all this? There's the teeny-tiny-itsy-bitsy possibility that at the end of the year we might move there. Maybe, maybe, maybe. So far it's just an idea. Another reason is because my dad thinks it very unlikely that my mom's going to come back anytime soon, and if she comes back at all, she most likely won't come to Fortaleza. So there's another reason...

Besides, Rio is a big place. It's full of interesting things, always something happening. Fortaleza is a small town... We're pretty limited here.

Anyway... I just wanted to mention it. Why? Dunno, just felt like it. It's something to talk about.

Can't really think of anything to mention. Not anything I'd like to at the moment, at least. So I think's that all I'll talk about. I'm going to try to post something every day, if possible. And if not, at least once or twice a week.

So... see ya peeps. Thanks for listenin'

Friday, April 7, 2006

Sawyer, sawyer, sawyer...

The stupidest song I ever heard. But it's so funny~
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/sawyer.php
Pardon my weird humor.

Saturday, April 1, 2006

Vanilla Sky

I don't think I've ever seen a freakier movie in my life. SERIOUSLY. ....I think I'm gonna add it to my favorites.