And I wonder..

A big large space behind me or a pile of extra-too-much activities? Well she says..

Towards or backwards?

Searching

By looking up, I dream.
By looking down, I sorrow.
By looking sideways, I laugh.

In the vain search for something in nowhere, I found it quite difficult to get it.
So I keep looking. Searching.

Stupid classes

I get depressed on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays because I have FQ and I get depressed on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays because I have Math. What's the freaking point?

Not everything is broken

After seeing what real disappointment looks like, I can't say I would feel better, I can only say that I am a very ungrateful person. And I can't hug people. I'm on your side. Keep fighting

So Zen

Everything is images.

Images are this.

This is everything.

[I LOVE the flipflops appearing/disappearing kind of thing. This is a post you can comment on Monaroon xP]

Cataloging

Putting things where they belong. Trying not to mix them up.

Weeks

A life can be measured by weeks. One week after a week after a week. And I guess one can change it all.

Unfortunately

What I see is not quite what I get...And I really wanna be mistaken...

Waking up. Or maybe not.

Twisting and rolling, breaking and returning...Smashing and damaging and ending up asking the same: Are they real?

Path

The journey, The mood, The feelings, The people, The laughing, The non-sleeping hours, The joks, The games, The excitment, The tears, The screams, The train, The songs, The claping, The word...Portimao.. Simply unforgettable

Learn to say the magic word. Not that, the other one...'Cause I barely heard you say it

Disappointed

And yes aroon, I'm really pissed off with you =x

If you didn't want me, why did you invited to come in?=(

What was it then? And couldn't you at least pretend to noticed my non-presence?=\

Pieces

Building my puzzle, putting the pieces together. What will I realise in the end?

Reputation

What's that anyway? A bunch of crap you pull up together to form a perfect "you"?
Well I'm not perfect and I'm definitely pulling up the worst crap that lives in me. And yes. I DO care about appearances. Sorry. Can't help it. :/

Carnival. I hope not.

Just because we dress for Carnival to pretend to be somebody else, does that mean we have to play it for the night?I didn't mean to. Is the character we decide to play turning to a part of us? I hope not.

Which one leads to fresh air? where's the way out?

Tonight we have a special guest... what will he think?
Please let me know, sir..I'm very pleased to hear your opinion =)

Sacrifice

Kneeling is not an option

Identity Issues

If the point is to leave a mark, why does it end up disappearing?

Reaching something

Um começo de algo é sempre muito complicado. Pelo menos para mim. Fico muito indecisa com tudo e mais alguma coisa e vou ao ponto de adiar um milião de vezes essa decisão só para não ter de me chatear. Mas enfim, desta foi de vez, e espero que se desenvolva em algo com que valha a pena ficar grudada. Não percebo muito de 'estilizamento' de blogues, nem como funcionar muito com isto, mas o Macgyver ajuda-me certo?

Anyway, esta coisa toda do blogue fez-me perguntar: para que raio é que isto serve? Já disseram que "Inês, tu não percebes a essência disto" e outros que vieram com "oh, é para dizeres o que pensas", mas para eu dizer o que penso, eu falo, e se tem essência realmente não a apanho...Há uns realmente muito engraçados, onde se vai lá diariamente para ver as suas aspirações e novas "desenvolturas", mas o meu não me parece que roçe sequer tal patamar e muito menos que tenha 'aspirações'. Além disso, apenas se expande a um círculo reduzido ao qual já sabem aquilo que faço/penso/digo..E agora pergunta-se: " Tão pra que é que estás 'praí a cagar sentenças?". Bom meu caro, porque realmente sou um bocado contradita por mim mesma, daí que hei-de ir a avante com isto.

E talvez com um tempinho disponível lá consiga reach the meaning of...