Music says it all

Do you know feeling when some music lyrics really say whtas in your mind, reflect you mood....
here are 2 that pop my mind lately!!!

"Fim de semana"
letra: Tim
música: Xutos & Pontapés

Todos os sinais são vermelhos
Todas as portas estão fechadas
Todos os autocarros vão cheios
as janelas embaciadas
há gritos que atravessam a rua
sempre fora da passadeira
As nuvens colam-se á vidraça
em abraços de geleia
E a fome aperta
Apertando o cerco

Um dia eu serei fogo
Como os paus dessa fogueira
Um dia eu serei chama
Se fores a minha companheira

mas tu tardas tanto em chegar
Cada vez tardas mais em chegar
Então já eu serei pó
Como a cinza da lareira porque o tempo
Se arrasta
Arrastando o tempo

Sabes que morro
Pelo fim de semana
morro de fome
pelo fim de semana
fome de sair
fome de te ver
fome de saltar
fome de te ter
fome de voar
Fome de cair
Fome de te amar
Para depois viver


or else....


"Walk On"
U2

And love is not the easy thing
The only baggage you can bring...
And love is not the easy thing....
The only baggage you can bring
Is all that you can't leave behind

And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight feels like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong

Walk on, walk on
What you got they can’t steal it
No they can’t even feel it
Walk on, walk on...
Stay safe tonight

You're packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been
A place that has to be believed to be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird in an open cage
Who will only fly, only fly for freedom

Walk on, walk on
What you've got they can't deny it
Can’t sell it, can’t buy it
Walk on, walk on
Stay safe tonight

And I know it aches
And your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Home… hard to know what it is if you’ve never had one
Home… I can’t say where it is but I know I'm going home
That's where the hurt is

I know it aches
How your heart it breaks
And you can only take so much
Walk on, walk on

Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break
All that you measure
All that you steal
All this you can leave behind
All that you reason
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
All that you scheme…

Well... maybe not!!!

Um final de dia diferente..

It's snowing in Portugal

Ok what is so surprising about snowing?
It happens every year also in the mountain area and in northern Portugal.
The funny thing is that it snowed all over the south area, in places where in didn't snow for ages... (it has been 52 years since las time it snowed for example in Lisbon)
For me it was like the first driving in the snow...
It was really funny. Here are some pictures...


(c) Image courtesy of MODIS Rapid Response Project at NASA/GSFC










Well... maybe not!!!

Traditions ain't what they were...

It's official: Santa Claus doesn't climb down chimneys anymore!!! It's belly is too wide so now he has to climb up windows... At least it looks as though everywhere!!!

Is X-mas all around?

When Christmas feel like any other weekend something is not right. Well this year there ain't Christmas spirit that can catch and touch me!!!
It was a tight weekend like any other, a big mess all around anywhere you'd need to go for lunch(in the days before), an aunt (which I don't see that often) went on holidays to Brazil and most of all absolutely no feeling of peace, love, understanding and forgiveness!!!
Only 3 things made me actually feel like Christmas: the look in Americo's eyes when he opened his gift, being around my granny and a party with some new old friends I didn't see for a while!

If this weekend was Christmas I start to believe Xutos & Pontapés (a Portuguese rock group) are right and the world is actually upside down.

Well... maybe not!!!

Merry Christmas

(c) Risto Klint

I'd like to wish a Merry Christmas full of peace and may you have a great new year!!!

Well... maybe not!!!

Is it just me?

Quiz question?
What would you answer when your dear brother asks you: Can I borrow your car?
Before you answer let me give you some data sheet: my car left yesterday from the garage after staying there for 3 days (during which I took 1 h by public transportation or asked a few colleagues to give me ride to/from work), for an almost 600€ paint job repair, of some scratch he did to it, against a wall (of course is paying it)!!!
Ok! I know it's Christmas but I'm not on the mood...I'm not on the spirit yet!!! Sorry!


Well... maybe not!!!

Até os comemos

Como dizia um senhor sentado na fila atrás da minha:" esta m*rda é um inferno, c*r*lho!!!!
e parece que foi mesmo!!!!

aqui ficam os highlights da coisa!!! ->

Ou então... não!!!

X-mas

Christmas is coming whether you feel it or not!!! Every shop keeps you reminded but somehow is doesn't feel like Christmas at all!
X-mas was having time!!! Time to think about family, time to think about gifts, time to look for something special or something different, time to surprise someone!
X-mas was 5 days or scouting, getting home and enjoy family time! X-mas was gathering your family, was having time to visit your friends.
X-mas used to taste differently!
Well x-mas can always be time to forgive, to start up again, to renew something!
Maybe what changed wasn't X-mas! Maybe is still the same and I was the one who lost time!!! Well I can always still make things new!

Well... maybe not!!!

Grito

Há alturas na vida
Em que se sente o pior
Como que uma saída
Refúgio na dôr

E ao olhar para trás
Pensar no que aconteceu
O que se vê não apraz
Não gritou mas escondeu

E salta a fúria em nós
Rebenta o ser mais calado
Querer puxar pela voz
Mostrar que está revoltado

À espera o tempo a passar
A desesperar
Ganhar a coragem de gritar e gritar

E é nestas alturas
Sou eu mesmo que o digo
Repensamos na falta
Que nos faz um amigo

Alguém que nos mostre a luz
E nos estenda uma mão
Diga que a vida não é cruz
Olhar para trás pedir perdão

E salta a fúria em nós
Rebenta o ser mais calado
Querer puxar pela voz
Mostrar que está revoltado

À espera o tempo a passar
A desesperar
Ganhar a a coragem de gritar e gritar

by Pólo Norte

Well... maybe not!!!

Ser Homem

O texto não é meu mas...

"O SER HOMEM ............
sentir a dor física de uma bolada nos tomates;
a tortura de ter de usar fato e gravata no Verão;
o suplício de fazer a barba todos os dias;
o desespero das cuecas apertadas;
a loucura que é fingir indiferença diante de uma mulher sem soutien;
a loucura de resistir olhar para umas pernas com uma mini-saia;
ir à praia e resistir olhar para aquele mulherão que está deitada ao lado;
viver sob o permanente risco de ter de andar à porrada;
vigiar o grelhador no churrasco ao fim de semana, enquanto todos se divertem;
ter sempre de resolver os problemas do carro;
ter de reparar na roupa nova dela;
ter de reparar que ela mudou de perfume;
ter de reparar que ela mudou a tinta do cabelo de Imedia 713 para 731 loiro/bege;
ter de reparar que ela cortou o cabelo, mesmo que seja só 1cm;
ter de jamais reparar que ela está com um pouco de celulite;
ter de jamais dizer que ela engordou, mesmo que seja a pura verdade;
desviar os olhos do decote da secretária, que se faz distraída e deixa a blusa desabotoada até ao umbigo;
ter a obrigação de ser um atleta sexual;
ter a suspeita de que ela, com todos aqueles suspiros e gemidos, só está a tentar incentivar-nos;
ouvir um NÃO, virar para o lado conformado e dormir, apesar da vontade de partir o quarto todo e fazer um escândalo;
ter de ouvi-la dizer que está sem roupa;
ter de almoçar aos domingos na casa dos sogros, discutir política com aquele velho reaça, tratar bem os sobrinhos e controlar-se para não olhar para o decote da irmã dela, não dar na cara do irmão dela, sacana do caraças, que vem sempre pedir dinheiro emprestado.

Depois elas ainda acham que é fácil, só porque NÃO TEMOS O PERÍODO!!!...."


Well... maybe not!!!

Times change

I'm the kind of person who doesn't write much, at least regular (snail) mail. I'm a little fan of technology so I rather keep on writing e-mails to friends, and like people collect letter from friends, I collect e-mails. Usually I keep either really funny stuff or really personal mails from some special people or occasions.
I was saving some stuff the other night I decided to check on my records to see some memories and clear some stuff that ain't worth saving anymore...
I got stunned with some of the stuff I saved. I didn't remember some of the things I still had and it spooked me how much everything has changed since a few mails only some months old, others 1 year or 2. Really spooked. Like the world flipped upside down in some cases...
Perhaps that a characteristic of my age group or the phase I'm been living in the last 1 or 2 years...
If you're one of those people that collect stuff like that, try and take a look at it...
Well... maybe not!!!

I always wonder

When I see a missed call or a ringtone of someone with an hidden or unidentified number!!!
I always know that someone is thinking about me or needs to talk to me. Who?! Well I think if he or she really wants or needs something from me, will try again.

This is almost as good as those really nice SMS you receive saying: " Hi! How are you? This is my new number! Forget the previous! Thanks kiss /hugs..."
Can you find anything missing? Sometimes even with an hidden number...

Well... maybe not!!!

How does it feel

Well can you imagine does it feel of leaving work at a decent hour?
For the last weeks I've been working late most of tims so i hadn't had much time to take a walk downtown... I t has been long since I went there last time. It really felt good to walk down the Liberdade Avenue in the end of yhe afternoon!!! It was a habbit I had few years ago after university classes to go walk down a while!
If feels good to do it again... maybe I should find time to do it more often!

Well... maybe not!!!

What if...

For those who weren't told yet my brother is finally on holidays. And decided to go to heat and sun so he flew to Brazil!!! The journey wasn't expensive, it's low season so it was easy to find where to stay... He had just a small detail... noone to go with him...
I called him just to check how things were and to relax my mind from work (pushing really hard season), he complained he is fed up of being alone!!! and asked hey why don't you get yourself inside a plane and come and join me...
And as you might think is really sounds tempting... I really could use a brake from work... I'm not so well on finances but it wouldn't be that expensive (and my dear bro could always make me a loan...). I could get some days off but I think my boss would threw me off the window (this time for good!!!) when I'd be back...

Ahhh better stay and work... besides I think I'll have a surprise in December....
Well... maybe not!!!