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Porto Alegre, Tchê!

June 19, 2008

I just recently went to visit my family in Porto Alegre. Despite all the sad news I’ve been receiving lately from that side of BRASIL, I had a great time with my family and friends. First night, I arrived and went to my cousins bday dinner/gathering, then after that I went to a club called “Chairs” with some of my favorite girls and my bff 🙂 Pedro de Pacas. As we arrived to the place Pedro said, I’m not sure guys, this place cost a lot and it is late, plus it looks fancy in there!….Aninha tried to bribe the security for half price but nothing. Then when we were about to leave and go home a familiar person came out and said:

– hummm you shouldn’t go in now, it is insane in there! All the good people have left and now only the crazy ones are left !

That was like a letter of recommendation! Pedro no longer was worried about the price, and Aninha was willing to pay double!! We immediately thought let’s go in! It wasn’t that crazy but as we went in and reached the dance floor, we all looked at each other in a weird kinda way. Maybe it was the cheesy trance music or all the people that were so into it! We don’t know what was going on but we sure had to a lot of laughs!!!

Thoughts on the crazy club were:

A) I no longer know how to dance to electronic music..

B) I understand that people must be on drugs to listen to that sh$t.

c) Is that time of the year again (winter)!! The women are looking orange!!!

d) Finally!! I know one song!!! (it was a weird remix with pump the jam by Technotronics)

e) is it a plane, a monkey, a human??? OHHH!!! Just guy on “e” dancing in a (hum mm) indescribable way!

f) Do you need a fork and a knife to finish her off?? (a couple doing more that just making out)

Not my type of party or my friend’s type of party but I can’t say it wasn’t fun!

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Loveeeeeeee

June 13, 2008

Many thoughts on this especial day…today is Valentine’s day in Brazil….
I just got back from dinner…The restaurant we’ve been was a bit cheesy and there was a lot of older people dancing to old Brazilian music…


Thoughts:
a) I want to take a ballroom dance class
b) So cute to see old couples dancing together
c) The owner is a bit drunk (she really was… I know her well)
d) I want to sing with the band…
e) OMG!!!! I AM singing with the band!!!

Anyways it was a fun night….and I am full of love…full of good memories!
A couple of weeks ago I found this video I did in 2004 for my Valentine….
It’s cheesy, funny but also super cute ( I am a romantic after all)…
it’s funny to see how young and different we looked…. I’m chubbier and Mr. Valentine 😉 had a afro!!!
Here it is…don’t laugh!!!!

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Crazy and saints…to my real friends!

June 3, 2008

Real friends are the ones that are there for you when you need it, but not only that…they are there when you don’t need it too. Real friends are honest, real friends can tell you everything, there are no secrets between good friends.

There is a text by an unknown writer that I think is perfect! I couldn’t agree more…

TO ALL OF MY FRIENDS….HERE IT IS:

I choose my friends not by their skin or other archetype, but by their eye pupil.
It has to have questioning shine and unsettled tone.
I’m neither interested in those who are of good spirit nor those of bad habits.

I’ll stick with the ones that make me crazy and blessed.
From them, I don’t want an answer, I want to be reviewed. I want them to bring me doubts and fears and to tolerate the worst of me.
For that, only being crazy.
I want saints, so they don’t doubt differences and ask forgiveness for injustices.
I choose my friends for their clean face and their
exposed soul .
I want a shoulder to lean on; but I also want their greatest happiness.
A friend that doesn’t laugh together doesn’t know how to cry together.
All my friends are like that, half foolish, half serious.
I don’t want foreseen laughter or weepings that are full of pity.
I want serious friends, those that make reality their fountain of knowledge, but also fight to keep fantasy alive.
I don’t want adult or boring friends.
I want half kids and half elderly.
Kids, so they don’t forget the value of the wind blowing on their faces and
elderly people so they’re never in a hurry. I want friends to know who I am. I want to see them being clowns and being serious, crazy and saints, young and old. I will never forget that normalcy is a sterile and imbecile illusion.”

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Vinicius de Morais…may it be infinite while it lasts!

June 1, 2008

Vinicius de Morais….yes!! Because I am a big fan of him, his music and his poetry…I would love to translate this one but unfortunally I don’t think I can, I don’t believe it translates well….it would sound corny and cheesy, it would lose its greatness! So here it is, the way it supposed to be, Vinícius in BOM PORTUGUÊS!!!

ok, ok….I will translate the last bit then!  Just because it is so beautiful and true!

“I could say to myself of the love (I had):
Let it not be immortal, since it is flame
But let it be infinite while it lasts.”

De tudo, ao meu amor serei atento
Antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto
Que mesmo em face do maior encanto
Dele se encante mais meu pensamento.

Quero vivê-lo em cada vão momento
E em seu louvor hei de espalhar meu canto
E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto
Ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento.

E assim, quando mais tarde me procure
Quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive
Quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama

Eu possa (me) dizer do amor (que tive):
Que não seja imortal, posto que é chama
Mas que seja infinito enquanto dure.

Vinícius de Moraes

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Uncontacted tribe found in Brasil..

May 30, 2008

Just a bit of info I found interesting today…Enjoy!

An unknown uncontacted tribe has been found in the boarder of Brasil and Peru. In an attempt to prove the tribe really exists, the Brazilian government took a few pictures from an airplane. The shots show the red-painted tribe members brandishing bows and arrows.

Over half of the world’s uncontacted tribes live in Brasil and Peru, according to “Survival international”. Who also states that “civilized” contact with this tribes it is a crime against the natural world.

Disease is also a risk, as members of tribal groups that have been contacted in the past have died of illnesses that they have no defence against, ranging from chicken pox to the common cold.

Here there are some of the pictures…

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Guillermo Habacuc Vargas…a real monster!

May 29, 2008

How can some people be so mean? When I come across news like this one, I just wonder how can people find justification or just plain consciousness relief to go ahead and be so cruel…

Guillermo Habacuc Vargas (an artist from Costa Rica) had the nerve to put a starving, thirsty puppy, tied up on a small rope, inside the BienArte 2007 in Costa Rica ( Bienal of visual arts in Costa Rica), and called it a form of art. He prohibited anyone to feed or give it some  water. The puppy soon died. The name of the exposition was ” You are what you read” and it was written in dog food on the wall right next to the starving dog.

How can anyone use the name ART for such an inhuman atrocity!!!! Please if you’re also wondering you should sign a petition that will stop him from representing Costa Rica in the next “Bienal Centroamericana Honduras 2008”. Here is where you can go to sign it:

http://www.petitiononline.com/13031953/petition.html

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Beeves, Cuba Libres, Caetano and a cheap serenade…

May 29, 2008

Brasileirada…hahaha 🙂
If you know me you know I have the memory of an elephant (amazingly though after all the damage caused, but that is another post…or not!:). If you know me you also know that I get super EMO when I remember something memorable of my / our past, or listen to a song that reminds me of good feelings…or funny situations!!

I get carried on, and that is why this blog exists in the first place….It might seem like some strange kind of torture to my friends and / or readers, but this is just how I discharge all of what is inside and recharge myself. Many many thanks to those who actually read it!

Anyways , yesterday I was listening to the radio and a song called Você é Linda by Caetano Veloso came up (My brazi friends know this song…in fact I don’t think there is a single living soul in Brasil that doesn’t know this song) , as I was listening to it , I kept thinking of Beeves…….

Beeves was my 2nd boyfriend, about 14 years ago…He had an amazing long blond hair, much prettier than mine, he had a “cool” attitude about life, he introduced me to many things, some of them still being used at this present time, and he loved MPB (música popular brasileira)…

Beeves, Beeves….he was also super funny…and super tight…cheap I mean…When I finally came to my senses and broke up with my tree hugger, hippie Beeves, It was funny!! Beeves did the unthinkable and actually ran after my mom’s car (the whole time I was thinking he was going to do something romantic like stop the car and say he couldn’t live without me, and for 20 seconds I even reconsider reconsidering my decision but NO!!!!!). In the end Beeves just wanted to ask me for the 5 bucks that I had borrow from him the week before!!!(and yes the entire time I was breaking up with him, inside his house, my mom patiently waited in the car outside..I was only 15 and I needed a ride!!).

Did I say cheap??!!

So yes, back to the song… Você é linda by Caetano Veloso…Beeves once serenaded this song to me, from his backyard while I was watching from his bedroom balcony, during a party, we were very very drunk of rum and coke AKA Cuba Libres (if u Brazi u know what I mean)…The drink was shit, Beeves was kinda shit (in a cute way of course;) ) but it was worth it, this is actually a beautiful song and that was actually Beeves best moment, in my head of course!
I’m sure in life he had many many more!!

Here is the video of the song!!