April 2012
March 2012
Huh, legal. Eu vou dormir agora. Manda uma mensagem falando quem vc é depois :)
Qual foi a atividade mais legal q vc já fez no escoteiro?
É legal sim. Vc tem qtos anos?
Sei, legal. Quando eu acampo mal dá pra fazer competição, pq no ramo sênior da minha seção tem 2, 3 pessoas.
N gosto muito de ficar enchendo a dash dos meus seguidores com msgs, mas fazer o q.
O seu acampamento é de tropa, grupo ou distrito? Quantas pessoas vc acha q vão?
E pior que é perto mesmo… Vc tem tumblr? Qtos anos?
Vc é escoteiro/a? De onde?

Talvez.
- M: Qual a sua cor favorita?
- L: Violeta.
- M: Violeta é só um roxo gay.
kohr:
In the first year of the 21st century, a man standing by a highway in the middle of America pulled from his pocket his life savings – $30 – laid it inside a phone booth, and walked away. He was 39 years old, came from a good family, and had been to college. He was not mentally ill, nor an addict. His decision appears to have been an act of free will by a competent adult.
In the 12 years since, as the Dow Jones skyrocketed to its all-time high, Daniel Suelo has not earned, received, or spent a single dollar. In an era when anyone who could sign his name qualified for a mortgage, Suelo did not apply for loans or write IOUs. He didn’t even barter. As the public debt soared, he did not pay taxes, or accept any form of government handout.
Instead he set up house in caves in the Utah canyonlands, where he forages mulberries and wild onions, scavenges road-kill raccoons and squirrels, pulls expired groceries from dumpsters, and is often fed by friends and strangers. “My philosophy is to use only what is freely given or discarded & what is already present & already running,” he writes. While the rest of us grapple with tax deductions and mortgages, Suelo no longer holds so much as an ID card.
Yet the man who sleeps under bridges and prospects in trash cans is not a typical hobo. He does not panhandle, and he often works – declining payment for his efforts. While he is driven by spiritual beliefs and longings, he is not associated with any church. And although he lives in a cave, he is not a hermit: He is relentlessly social, remains close with friends and family, and engages in discussions with strangers via the website he maintains from the public library. He has crisscrossed the West by bicycle, hopped freight trains, hitched through nearly every state in the union, hauled nets on a Bering Sea trawler and spear-fished salmon in Alaska streams.
“I know it is possible to live with zero money,” Suelo declares.
“Abundantly.”
I want to meet this man.
In love
Pokemon Theme Song ‘Gotta Catch Em All’ For Orchestra by Walt Ribeiro
“You’re my best friend / In a world we must defend”
This is great.
Air Bender20% Fire, 15% Earth, 35% Water and 50% Air!
YES!
Earth Bender. Yay :D
15% Fire, 35% Earth, 25% Water and 35% Air!
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I currently have 53 posts on queue, set to post once a day. This message is also going to be posted on queue, ergo, it will be posted in 54 days. Today is 9 December 2011, so I think it will be posted around 2 February 2012.
Oops… Guess somebody messed up the math. Today is 21 January. I am so happy that I wrote this text. So many things have happened, so many things past me couldn’t even imagine. Let’s take a look.
First things first. The trip to Juiz de Fora was just awesome. An old friend of mine went too, Lara, and it was just great that she was there. But I also made other friends, most noticeable Alana, but also Rayan, Polly and some other people. I don’t talk to them much, but I added them on Facebook. That’s something, I guess. I did well on the test, but I don’t know if the results are out yet. The stay at the hotel was very fun. Even going to the supermarket was nice. We rode cabs and went to the shopping mall, ate hot potatoes, went to the gym, and listened to loud music all the way back to Itajubá. It was so very fun.
Oh, ENEM. I ruled ENEM. But the most important is SISU, and I could have entered the university I’m aiming with my score, so yay. And I really should check out what day my classes start. It’s kind of important.
Christmas was nice, dinner with uncles and cousins. But New Year’s WAS AWESOME! Ate food at my house untill 2 am, then I went to a party with very loud music and some cool people untill 6 am. Then, that one party ended, but instead of the sun rising, it started raining. What did we do? Go to ANOTHER PARTY! So we walked under the rain for maybe twenty minutes untill we arrived another friend’s house and we jumped on the pool right away. It was cloudy, there was mist on the mountains, it was really cold and we went swimming. We had a second New Year’s Countdown and popped another bottle of champagne.
And my first kiss. Yes, it did happen. 11 January 2012, at the shopping mall, with beautiful Marianna. We met about two years ago, but we live in different cities. This month she came to my city and we went out two times. Unfortunately, she has to go back to her city far away. But the time we’ve shared will stay with us (and the “CD” AUHSAUHSAUHSAUHSAUH she’ll get it). I’ll miss you, Mari. See you soon enough.
Animal Farm was good, and I’ve already returned it to Quel. I also borrowed three CDs from her, and already gave them back to her. Also, I stole her Memory Card for PlayStation 1 and I’ve been playing Yu-Gi-Oh and Digimon 3, haha.
Thank you, past me, for this experience. Remembering all that have happened to me in two months was very nice. I shall do this more often. This is my 2012 version thanking my past self for being so awesome, and my 2011 version remembering my present version to keep being awesome. Ciao.
PS: This will be published on 26th March. Why? Why not? Let’s see what will happen until then.
Ou pelo menos um URL que não seja pessimista.
BUT SHE CAN’T
BECAUSE MY F’CKING iPOD GOT STOLEN.
Que faça a diferença.
Does anybody want to explain ‘Yolo’ to me?
It stands for You Only Live Once. So you have to enjoy each and every moment. Live life to its fullest. People hate on it because it’s “obvious”, but somehow we seem to forget it. Our lives are short and fragile. We don’t have the time to be bored. We can’t just let the days pass. Time flies, and months pass without notice. But we can’t let that happen. We have to live.
Posso dissecar as entranhas do ser. Pegar, ver, olhar. Tirar para fora o que nunca saiu de dentro. Classificar, catalogar, compreender. Desconstruir o ser de fora pra dentro e de dentro pra fora. Achar o órgão responsável pela maldade. O órgão que nos faz sonhar. O órgão do amor, da felicidade e do prazer. O tecido conjuntivo do outro, o nucleoplasma do estranho. A formação molecular das ideias, e as membranas plasmáticas que envolvem a vida.
Mas não. Penso o mínimo possível. O mínimo necessário. Quase não penso. Quase.
