(Pretend that there is a picture here, because Google Chrome is being dumb and refuses to let me upload one. I'll put one as soon as I'm back!)
No, Bruno did not kill me (haha? was it too soon?). I'm alive and I'm in one of my favorite places in the world: Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. It's been a little over a month since I last posted something in here, and I wasn't going to post anything untill I was back "home" (after being gone for two years, I forgot that home is where the heart is, and my heart was/is/will always be here!), but after a few really cute people asked me on formspring to post something, I decided to do one post while I'm here. It will probabbly be just this one, and it will be more of an update on what I've been to, rather than something deeply emotional or whatever. The reason to that is that my head has been like a rollercoast for the past 2 weeks and a half, and I honestly can't think about just one thing anymore. I've been thinking about 3 things per second, and that's driving me i n s a n e!
Anywaaays.. What up, world? My life? Oh, it's been pretty good. What I did today? Oh, let me see.... nothing. Absolutely nothing. But hey, I'm about to go do my nails soon, so I'm not complaining (I mean, if you leave in the US, then you know that you can't really get your nails done over there, because it's so flipping expensive! Who the hell wants to pay U$30 or up to go get their nails done? And I'm talking about actually getting my nails done, like, taking off my cuticule and everything. Yeah. That's exactly my point). But hey, whatevs. I'm on vacation, and this is what summer should like, you know? Doing nothing all day, everyday, and then, when you can, hanging out with your friends and family and have fun. THIS is what summer is all about.
I'm not gonna lie, though. If you follow me on twitter (which, by the way, is blocked now. I kinda of freaked out and blocked it. Maybe it will be for only a day, or a week, or a year, or forever. Who knows? It just felt right at the moment, but knowing me, I'll probably unblock it by tomorrow.. yeah, I know.. What was the point in blocking it if I'm gonna unblock it on the next day? I don't know. I stopped trying to understand myself a long time ago!), then you know that I've been getting really pissed lately with my friends. I blame that, partially, on my PMS, but I know that I can't always blame my PMS for everything. The thing is.. it's not even my fault. It's honestly life's fault. I mean, people change, right? It happens all the time. People that you used to know, become people that you knew... and that's what's killing me. Sometimes, I think that I don't know my friends anymore. They are so... different. And I'm not even sure if it's a good different or a bad different, and it sucks how I don't have the time to find that out and get to know them, because I'm leaving in a little less than 15 days. I understand that I've been away for 2/4 years, and my friends are not 14 or 16 anymore, but they were still the same last time that I came, so I was hoping that they would still be the same this time. I was dead wrong. But hey.. that's life. You just gotta learn to dead with it.. and that's what I'm trying to do. I'm trying to learn to live in a world in which my best friends are strangers, and let me tell you something, it's hard. It's probabbly one of the hardest thing that I have ever done. Harder then moving into a new country, harder than leaving everything behind. I just hope I can learn from this and grow into a better person, because everything happens for a reason!
Nevermind about the whole "this is not gonna be a deeply emotional post", right? I love how I always contradict myself. Will I ever be able to not do that? I don't even know if I want to stop contradicting myself. I mean, it's part of who I am. But once again, I am a thousand people in one.
(BTW, só queria dizer obrigado aos meus anônimos fofinhos do formspring. Eu não sabia se eu ia fazer esse post em português ou não, mas aí eu resolvi fazer tudo em inglês e deixar esse paragrafo aqui em português. Acho que vou me contradizer mais uma vez e fazer um post aqui apenas em português, enquanto eu ainda posso me corrigir no computador com as altas gafes que eu cometo rs. Então.. é isso. Sério, vocês são muito fofos e obrigada por ler :) E desculpem a minha crise de maioridade. Ter 18 anos é muito tenso!)
my friends call me lola. i used to live in brazil, moved to california when i was fourteen, then came back to brazil when I was nineteen. i can learn languages really easily. portuguese is my first language. i can speak an intermediate/conversational italian. it's not hard to please me. i believe in karma and in the zodiac. i hate when people stare at me. photography is my obcession. fashion is my passion. pink all day, every day. books lover. i'm afraid of heights. my family is my world. i hate fights. music has ALWAYS been a part of my life. love junkfood. hate to run. i'm as random as it can be. people say i can sing. messy. i enjoy making a fool out of myself in order to make people laugh.