Contradiction
- João Carvalho
- Brazilian by origin, american by choice. Fluent English, decent Portuguese, sarcastic and ironic. Idiot and melodramatic. Welcum.
12.1.11
Dreams
As I laid on my bed thinking about the past, I wonder curiosly what the future holds for me. I have never been this excited in my whole life. This were just going too well, too good to be true. The idea of going away for college made me feel butterflies in my stomach. Being away from everyone, my family, and creating resposability, was a good restart in my life. Furthermore, I would meet new people who are going to be a part of my life forever. Because that's where I want to settle. Opportunities are so much easier to find here than where I'm living. I just hope everything goes right. I'm trying to avoid all the negative things around me, and focus on the right and positive things. I'm liking this method.
11.1.11
9.1.11
Pondering
To the sound of a soft whisper I could feel the chills in my arm. "Care to dance?" I knew it was him, once again making me feel unique. Like I'm his property and he's totally mine. I turn around and to my suprise, there he was... perfectly in shape and form. He touched my left hand first, and looking down I followed his eyes to my right hand, then he looked up deep into my eyes. He was asking for something. I got closer to him. He hugged me. That was enough. I could actually be there forever. There was so much things going on at that time. First, my heartbeat was ten times faster than the usual. His perfume had a sense of a light sweet, green fragrance. The touch of his half-shaved beard made me have chills from head to toe. The fact that his watery lips were running from my ear to my cheek made me smile because it tickled a little. He could feel my smile. He took a look at my face, and went to kiss me softly. Bitting my lip, he manged to have his tounge inside my mouth sooner than I thought. It was a mixture of joy and safety. He could offer all these feelings more.
We weren't dancing anymore. In fact, it felt like we had the room for ourselves.
He was like an angel that was slowly taking me to heaven with him. It felt like we were floating.
Then I hear the snooze. Fuck.
We weren't dancing anymore. In fact, it felt like we had the room for ourselves.
He was like an angel that was slowly taking me to heaven with him. It felt like we were floating.
Then I hear the snooze. Fuck.
8.1.11
2011!
Guess I should start by saying I'm sorry? Just like every last entry I posted for the last couple months. Yeah, it's already 2011 and I haven't been on here since November. I have no readers though but today I felt like spitting out some stuff that's been going on in my life. For starters, there's too much anxiety in my mind. My body is filled with agony. I mean, 2011 started great, no sarcasm there though, but it's been going by really slow. January 18th I take off to one of the most beautiful beach in Brazil. It seems so far... time does not go by. At all. I'm stuck in this small town just to take some driving lessons, and let me tell you, it is not that much fun. I mean, rules are so boring. To take these lessons you have to follow all the rules for driving. I mean, who the fuck respect them on the roads anyway?
My birthday last week was too much fun. I mean, it was one thing, one feeling, I never felt. A mixture of joy, happiness, and excitment at the same time. Me, my aunt, my cousin, and my aunt's friend went to this club in Goiânia. They play the best music in town and there was so many good looking people, I felt out of place. Well the interesting part is that I hooked up with two people and I can't even believe it... in fact, when I think about it, I feel like I'm dreaming. Okay, I'll stop. Then New Year's Eve came, and it was just too much fun again. We went to see the fireworks in center city, then me and my friend went to the club again. It was fun too, but I have to admit that my birthday was better. Love the fact that we partied pretty much since Thursday to Sunday. Then on Sunday, I came back to this shithole. I'm leaving soon, there's just 10 days left. Thank goodness.
♫ Contrast And Compare - Bright Eyes
My birthday last week was too much fun. I mean, it was one thing, one feeling, I never felt. A mixture of joy, happiness, and excitment at the same time. Me, my aunt, my cousin, and my aunt's friend went to this club in Goiânia. They play the best music in town and there was so many good looking people, I felt out of place. Well the interesting part is that I hooked up with two people and I can't even believe it... in fact, when I think about it, I feel like I'm dreaming. Okay, I'll stop. Then New Year's Eve came, and it was just too much fun again. We went to see the fireworks in center city, then me and my friend went to the club again. It was fun too, but I have to admit that my birthday was better. Love the fact that we partied pretty much since Thursday to Sunday. Then on Sunday, I came back to this shithole. I'm leaving soon, there's just 10 days left. Thank goodness.
♫ Contrast And Compare - Bright Eyes
4.11.10
Lifetime
Fingirei que não sumi, que estive aqui ontem fiz um post mas deu erro. Mas foi mentira. Desculpe-me pela falta de atualização... querido blog. Eu sei que você quer minha atenção e merece. Por isso vim aqui hoje lhe trazer notícias maravilhosas.
Primeiramente vou te dizer que dentro de 25 dias de sumiço minha vida viveu uma vida dentro desses 25 dias:
- Uma relação com alguém inútil - que de fato aprendi muito mais com a vida, e garanti a mim mesmo que eu sou muito mais eu. Não preciso de pessoas me fazendo sentir preocupada por uma coisa que nem existe, por um sentimento que nunca existiu.
Estou muito bem solteiro, até porque já basta minha preocupação com meus estudos. Não preciso de mais coisas fúteis dentro da minha cabeça, ocupando espaço à toa.
- Passei no vestibular! Sim, sim, passei caralho! Agora sou oficialmente um calouro e universitário. Fiz minha prova tranqüilamente - não vou negar que fiquei nervoso no começo, mas tudo se ajeitou bem. Deveria ter prestado mais atenção nos rostos que estavam lá dentro, pois deveria saber se meus coleguinhas de universidade são bonitinhos. Ah, o curso que eu passei foi pra Relações Internacionais. Quem sabe não sai um diplomata na família? Só posso esperar o melhor. Falando em melhor, eu não ando muito bem. Não ando meu melhor, ultimamente. Claro que fico muito feliz por passar, mas essa questão de moradia e mensalidade, e... questão financeira em geral lá em Brasília tá me deixando muito nervoso. Tenho medo do meu pai se arrepender pois o curso é caro. Estou esperando a bolsa sair, e tomara que saia.
ENEM esse FDS! Wish me luck, guys.
12.10.10
Lazy
A preguiça tomou conta do meu corpo nesses últimos quatro dias. Não há razão para meu corpo levantar da cama. O que eu quero agora é simplesmente deitar. Dormir. Sonhar. Não quero que minha cabeça encha de coisas inúteis e sórdidas. Até porque tenho minha prova de vestibular dia 24 em Brasília. Estou bem confiante e tudo mais. Mas uma coisa aconteceu na última quarta-feira que me deixou meio intrigado. Uma amiga veio me dizer que eu não passaria no vestibular se eu continuasse com essas minhas grandes expectativas. Não me importei tanto mas é claro que aquela incerteza sempre está ali esperando para tomar conta da sua mente.
Argh, que se foda. Eu sou mais eu. Tô bem feliz ultimamente, longe de pessoas desconfiantes, porque é melhor assim. Acho que é só isso.
Vestibular UCB 24/10 - Relações Internacionais aqui vou eu!
24.9.10
Now... What?
A curiosidade sobre meu futuro daqui três meses é lamentavelmente preocupante. O que quero dizer é, que já decidi minha vida. Só falta minha vida decidir se ela realmente quer tomar o rumo do que eu tenho em mente.
Acordei hoje meio zonzo, meio perdido. Sonhei com um mundo diferente, um mundo feito por mim. Tudo era tão real, mas tão real que foi difícil de acreditar no mundo que eu vivo quando acordei. Um sopro de realidade bateu no meu rosto. Assumir o que você realmente quer na sua vida leva muita coragem e responsabilidade; eu tenho medo dessa responsabilidade ainda não estar em mim. Sonhar com essa vida que eu quero é tão difícil como faze-la acontecer. Como eu disse para minha mãe, é difícil, mas não impossível. Pois nada é impossível quando realmente queremos, e eu quero. Mas sempre rola aquele frio na barriga, e a incerteza já não invade mais. Pois incerto, eu não sou. Espero ser o melhor que possa ser. Estou curioso para saber o que o futuro tem para mim. Vou vive-lo de um jeito que eu não me arrependa, nem de um passo que der.
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