Bush goes gangsta' style?

So, you know that this shit is tough. Time's are a fucked up ones, so shit in shit, it's all bullshit. So what's the big friggin' deal that Bush is just human, and he's giving the bird to the cameras and saying "Yeah, I wish that just quit that shit and get it on".

Come on, he's a bad enough president. Don't make him look worse, people!

Blah blah bullsh*t

You know when someone says (or in this case, writes) something and you know that they are not just trying to bullsh*t themselves, but also bullsh*t others?
Yep, happened to me the other day.
Ex-girlfriend saying she finally found some one. My first impression?
"What??? AGAIN??".
She's been like thru at least 3 "loves of her life" since we broke up (about a year ago). Makes me feel bad about actually giving a crap when we did break up.

It's like, every single f*cking time it goes "Oh, I finally found the person I'm willing to spend the rest of my life with".

Aaaand two months later, you think she still cares about anyone?

Yeah...friggin' right...

How can someone be so full of sh*t?

A-m-a-z-i-n-g.

Words of Wisdom

Todays words of wisdom:
Death exists so that stupidity can be adequately rewarded.

There is no "i hate you" in "team".

In a grudge match between Hanson and the Spice Girls, who would win? Humankind.

The major cause of auto wrecks is a screw loose in the nut behind the wheel.

Seen on the back of a biker's vest: If you can read this, the bitch fell off.

Link of the day

Mental note

Mental note: Got to buy clothes for something besides work. Without my mother and sister beside me. It's like I'm 12 again.



Áudio: Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen



("So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye")

Writers block.

So damn hard. You can't help but look at the blue skies outside and it's few cotton clouds. A cold breeze in the shade, and an unforgiving sun shining on the grass. A winter almost spring almost autumn. It just isn't summer, because let's face it: this cold is a bitch.
Altough there isn't anything bitchier than my writers block. No sir.
I have to finish that script. Have to!


Áudio: I Miss You - Blink 182
(We all have our emotional days. So lay off!)

They're gone!

I guess we are one of the few families that celebrate when our 11-year-neighbours finally move out.
No more yelling, no more terrible hip-hop music beeing pumped at full blast, no more crappy 90's dance tracks, no more garbage thrown in to our side of the fence.
Ah, peace!

Pic

Brazil vs. Ghana

What a hell of a game.
No, really!
Ghana did well. Very well, actually. I thought they'd make at least one goal. But that first goal at under 5 minutes by Ronaldo? Priceless.
The last one by Zé Roberto was also nice (voted as best player in the game by FIFA). Could see that Ghana really was beat. Oh, hell, I mean, they we're good!
Altough it was a nice game, it looked kind of slow at times. Ghana was really pushing the Brazilian team. But Brazil has a great defense, so we we're lucky.
And then again, what the hell was wrong with Ghana? Over-shooting so many shots?
Anyway, they are heroes, we are heroes so let's just all go back home (except for the Brazilians, of course) and relax.

I know I am. :D


Áudio: Weapon of Choice - Fatboy Slim
("Don't be shy by the tone of my voice...")

Uuuh. English version. Saucy.

Well, here's to a new start!
My blog's now also in an english version. You know, for times like those in which I don't want to say some things in my native language so the wrong pair of eyes won't read. Also, because english IS my second language, so might as well just take advantage out of it.
Nah, this will not be [always] a personal blog, to cry my eyes out and lash out at people who have no idea what I'm saying.
Au contraire, mes amis, that crying bit is just not my style.

Anyway, I'll leave it here today. Just a reminder that this isn't the "google-translated" version of my portuguese (Brazil, not Portugal) blog. This is a manual translation. So leave a message after the beep.

Yeah, whatever!