Yesterday, I remember thinking I was the happiest person in the whole earth, in the whole galaxy, in all of God’s creation. Could that only have been yesterday or was it endless light-years ago? I was thinking that the grass had never smelled grassier, the sky had never seemed so high. Now, it’s all smashed down upon my head and I wish I could just melt away into the blaaaa-ness of the universe and cease to exist.

- Go Ask Alice; Anonymous

This. [I wish I knew how to put a little music player thingie on blogger, it's just more convenient than putting a link people probably won't even click.]

Useless post is useless.

Forget past indiscretions,

Stolen possesions,

You're high.

In the cold light of day

The only reason I'd ever go see Eclipse would be because I'd get to see the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows trailer. It's funny how often Twilight and Harry Potter are compared because, I mean, for things to be compared, they have to actually be on the same level and they're so completely not.

Let's just take a moment to realize how genius these lyrics are and how completely foda Shirley Manson is.

You should see my scars.

Truth be told, what I've been feeling has nothing to do with you. But it's just easier to say that it's about you than to actually try to figure out what's going on right now.

I really don't understand how people don't find The Lonely Island or Family Guy funny but then laugh hysterically when someone gets punched in the face in a mediocre comedy movie.

The OC is so much better than these other teen shows.

You told me you wanted to eat up my sadness
Well jump on, enjoy, you can gorge away

I cried watching this right now. How is this movie even appropriate for children?

Like that scene where people throw tomatoes at Quasimodo D:

I baked a cake :]

Too much chocolate? THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS TOO MUCH CHOCOLATE.

Sometimes, I watch movies or listen to songs or go places and they make me think of you.

It makes me wonder if you ever see things that make you think of me.

Luuu (: diz:
ABSOLUTELY. I'M THE BOSS
MEET A GIANT FISH
FUCK ITS OUT BRAINS OUT
Gian diz:
GET AIDS (eh aids?)
Luuu (: diz:
...no

Porra, Gian!

Is there a nice way of saying "You look like Susan Boyle in this picture"?

I like this song more than I'd like to admit.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR?

As The Misfits so eloquenly put it, I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch!

Relevant right about now.

I'd fill your every breath with meaning and find a place we both could hide.

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it “Chops”
because that was the name of his dog
And that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X’s
and he had to ask his father what the X’s meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it “Autumn”
because that was the name of the season
And that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.


Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it “Innocence: A Question”
because that was the question about his girl
And that’s what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle’s Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That’s why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it “Absolutely Nothing”
Because that’s what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn’t think
he could reach the kitchen.

This is one of my favorite poems of all time.

"Taking one’s chances is like taking a bath, because sometimes you end up feeling comfortable and warm, and sometimes there is something terrible lurking around that you cannot see until it is too late and you can do nothing else but scream and cling to a plastic duck.”

- Lemony Snicket

It's always frustrating when I say "yeah, I'm fine" and people actually think I'm okay.

Family :]

*our cat Mel walks into the room meowing*

Mari: Cadê a Jessie [our other cat]?

Me: Probably downstairs, not being a pussy. No pun intended, y'know, cause they're cats. I meant it in the non-cat way for pussy. Not in like...the other way. You know what I meant...ela deve tar lá embaixo.

Mari: Okay, weirdo.

I hate how I'm always the one going after you,

I hate how you forgot about me,

I hate how it always seems that I like people more than they like me,

I hate how little you try,

I hate how much I still care.

An Education

So, I watched this movie today and it's been a while since I've watched a movie I've liked so much. The trailer is here, I recommend you all watch it, I really liked it. Plus, Carey Mulligan is super cute and all of the clothes and accents and hairstyles are really lovely. Plus, I could sort of relate to the story and it reminded me of a bunch of different people. :]

And when I left, you were fast asleep
Tangled in the sheets
And on the bus, I could have sworn it was all a dream
That didn't happen to me


Love how this has been the vibe I've been in this week.

THIS.

2m3 (:

I hold an image of the ashtray girl
Of cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
And put our friendship to the test
And late at night
Whilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture?
What's wrong with this picture?

Just because you have a blog, that doesn't mean you're smarter. Now you have a way of expressing your stupid and not particularly well-written ideas. And by the way, ZERO COMMENTS. Take a hint.

PS: This obviously isn't directed to any of you, your blogs are all wonderful :]

The Royal Tenenbaums and Ghost World

I watched both of these movies these days. I can't really decide what I thought of them, they were both kind of ... weird. And I know weird is probably not the right word to describe movies and apparently, these movies are really good but when the credits started rolling I was just like "...what"

Essas vuvuzelas malditas são coisas do inferno, caramba.

I really want to run around in a field in a dress on a sunny day.

Post-dance presentation, pre-shower. :]

I have so many negative feelings built up inside me, sometimes I worry about exploding.

Feliz dia dos namorados :)

Baby, don't worry, cause now I've got your back and every time you feel like crying, I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass, and I will keep you company through those days so long and black.

Yeah, well, fuck you.

I dreamt I went to New York and I went into this store with a bunch of cool clothes and I started talking to the girl who worked there and she was fun and we talked a bunch and I had to go but I gave her my tumblr and she started following me. WHAT EVEN IS MY LIFE

I love these movies, the first, the second and the third. I even own the second one.
I went to the pré-estréia of the third in the movies, I screamed when shirtless Zac Efron appeared, I cried at the end.
High School Musical is so much better than all this other crap on TV, there's the whole friendship story behind it, it's funny, the songs are catchy as hell, Sharpay and Ryan are fabulous [on a side note, I'd love it if Ryan and Kurt from Glee became bestfriends], Chad is kick-ass, Troy and Gabriella are cute and they all dance and sing well. And then Camp Rock came and it just wasn't the same, it sucked.

What team? Wildcats! What team? Wildcats! Getcha head in the game!

Okay, I can feel you all judging me, I'll stop now, haha.


PS: fuck, i miss being a wildcat.

THIS. for the past couple of weeks

"Jim, I called off my wedding because of you and now we’re not even friends. And things are just, like, weird between us and that sucks. And I miss you. You were my best friend before you went to Stamford and I really miss you. I shouldn’t have been with Roy, and there were a lot of reasons to call off my wedding. But the truth is, I didn’t care about any of those reasons until I met you. And now you’re with someone else and that’s fine. It’s … whatever. That’s not what I’m … I’m no t… okay, my feet really hurt. The thing that I’m just trying to say to you, Jim, and to everyone else in the circle, I guess, is that I miss having fun with you. Just you, not everyone in the circle."

Favorite Glee Covers:

1. Defying Gravity

2. Don't Stand So Close to Me / Young Girl

3. Jump

4. Bust Your Windows

5. Don't Stop Believing

6. Smile (Charlie Chaplin version)

7. Don't Rain on my Parade

8. No Air

9. Papa Don't Preach

10. It's My Life / Confessions

I know that we are young and I know that you may love me but I just can't be with you like this anymore...Alejandro.

As much as Marilyn Manson may creep me out, I love this song.

“I always liked the story of Noah’s Ark and the idea of starting anew by rescuing the things you like and leaving the rest behind.”

-Zach Braff

Hoping this will happen again SOON.

I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes and leap!

I really do hope you're my Big and not Aidan.

It's ridiculous how low my alcohol tolerance is.

I hate being jealous about random things I like and I know it's silly, mas porra, cara! Porra!

As much as I may complain about them, my friends are awesome. Like today, I was particularly hyper and in a good mood and they weren't annoyed when I'd randomly burst into songs like just random screaming "VOCÊ CULPA SEUS PAIS POR TUDO, ISSO É UM ABSURDO" or '67 PATINETE, ABRE A PERNA, AGENTE METE...AGORA PAGA BOQUETE!". So yeah, my friends are lovely and today we made up a dance routine! :] life is average

Today I was feeling rather frustrated and upset and I was going to blog about that and about everything that has been bothering me lately, but then the internet was being very slow so I gave up. Afterwards, I took a shower, calmed down and logged on, ignoring the ranting post I'd written in my head. I'm not sure whether the fact that I didn't post it is something good or bad.

You sit there in your heart ache, waiting on some beautiful boy to save you from your old ways

PS: I'm listening to the Sam's Town CD, it's actually really good, I had forgotten how much I like it.

I just took a shower and I smell like chlorine. The last time I went in a pool was in January. Huh.

Luuu (: says: (18:50:32)

guria, vou postar essa conversa no meu blog, ta?

Luuu (: says: (18:50:33)

hahahhahaha

Luuu (: says: (18:50:34)

imagina

Luuu (: says: (18:50:36)

you'd keel me

Victoria says: (18:50:40)

what

Victoria says: (18:50:45)

nem

Victoria says: (18:50:45)

fode

Victoria says: (18:50:45)

com

Victoria says: (18:50:46)

isso

Victoria says: (18:50:46)

sua

Victoria says: (18:50:47)

puta

Victoria says: (18:50:48)

de

Victoria says: (18:50:48)

nona

Luuu (: says: (18:50:49)

HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

Luuu (: says: (18:50:54)

te amo, babes

Victoria says: (18:51:26)

eu também, mesmo voce trabalhando na esquina perto de casa.

hahahaha linda

Sometimes I appreciate how big my school is, it makes avoiding people easier.

It’s in the water baby,

It’s in the pills that pick you up
It’s in the water baby,

It’s in the special way we fuck
It’s in the water baby,

It’s in your family tree
It’s in the water baby,

It’s between you and me
Bite the hand that feeds
Tap the vein that bleeds
Down on my bended knees
I break the back of love for you.

But it's just that you're so lovely and I'm incredibly ordinary.

Majority of the time, I don't even know why I have MSN.

I talk to, at most, three people there. The rest just take up space and we don't talk, or when we do talk, I'm just awkward and don't continue conversation and I just get annoyed.

argh

With great power, comes great responsibility.

PS: Spiderman > any other superhero.

It's all false love and affection, you don't want me, you just like the attention!

"Do you love me?"
"Love is too weak a word for what I feel - I luuurve you, you know, I loave you, I luff you, two F's, yes I have to invent, of course I - I do, don't you think I do? "

I hate how easy I am to forget.

I always think of this whenever people get obnoxiously drunk at parties, haha.

This is me looking at pictures of couples on Facebook:

First thought: Aww, I want to travel with my boyfriend and take goofy pictures!

Second thought: ...I wish I had a boyfriend.

NO LIFE.

On an unrelated note, I watched Sex and the City 2 with my friends and they liked it, but they didn't watch the series or the first movie, so maybe they didn't get it. Like there was a part where Carrie's in her old apartment and she looks out the window and Big's waiting for her downstairs and the window's rolled down and he's smiling at her, just like he always did, and I internally freaking out with love and they were just like "...okay." I also finished watching the 6th (and last!) season today, since my mom bought it like two weeks ago. It's beautiful and I almost cried :] I love Sex and the City.

On an other unrelated note, I think ex-boyfriends should all just crawl into a hole and DIE. kbye

PS: Just because Vicky's the only one posting, I feel better about writing nonsense posts like this haha

Current Playlist

Just saying, haha :]