HEART STATION

I’m not sure if y’all remember, since I wrote this in my other blog which I deleted, “Heal Over.” The posts were about the terrible disease I got over there and how I couldn’t even walk without feeling like fainting and I was very sensitive to the climate, if I drank half a cup of juice, I’d be shaking all over and the coldness wouldn’t go away for some time, so I had to cover myself with blankets and wait a while (A long time). The same disease (But worse, a lot worse) affected me again. This morning I had thrown up, I’m dehydrating and I can’t get out of bed and walk two steps without feeling I’m going to faint or so tired that I start to sweat. I don’t know what this frikin’ thing is, but it’s annoying me, and I had to stay half of the day in my room. No television, no music, no entertainment. My sister has it too, and so does my father, I’m so sad that I got a Gatorade bottle next to my bed that had the duty to keep me hydrated and started my way to the television room. I felt so silly, as if I were hiking my own house’s stairs, but I survived.

Here I am, watching “Josie and the Pussycats” (The movie) and feeling so bad. Oh, before I go on, everyone in the planet should watch “Josie and the Pussycats” (The movie) because it’s so funny! Fiona is so the best villain in the world, and I can’t help but notice how much she looks like my oldest sister.

I don’t know how to explain my pain and how I feel to you, and I would never make you hear about how I feel because I don’t wish that to anybody, but I’m pretty bad and I hope I get well soon, at this moment, my only friend is my Gatorade… and now it’s warm. Damn Gatorade.

I have just returned from my trip. I’m very, very bothered by the discomfort of the plane still, but I’m not tired at all. It’s 3:17 in the morning and I’m watching television, since it’s going to take a while to get used to the new time zone. After a very disturbing and discomforting trip, here I am! Finally! I’m so happy to be back and finally rest to test out everything I brought back from the US!

Before I stop writing, I have declare a total revolution in airplane food. Believe it or not (Here it goes) it was the best part of the trip. The food was so good it ain’t even funny. For lunch, we had chicken with rice, peas and some meat sauce over it, salad with a delicious sauce over it, and some apple-flavored cookies. For dinner, we had pizza, brownies and grapes. It was so good that it creeped me out.

Tomorrow I’m returning to Brazil, and I guess I’m so sad and depressed because it means that I’m not coming back here until June and I love it here.It also means that the first phase of my vacation is going to be over, the only part remaining will be the last part, the one I stay home. I’m not complaining, I love staying home, but it means that school is going to be nearer and nearer, and I don’t feel prepared to going back to that again. Yesterday I already packed up my things to help my mom out with all the mess.

Today is the day to rest from yesterday’s walk-and-never-stop marathon which was awful. We went into this shop that ONLY had clothes. It doesn’t seem that bad to just say it, but it is when we stopped at EVERY store possible to just not buy anything. When I felt every nerve in my leg torn apart and I was sure everything inside my legs were no more than a jelly made out of everything inside it, we went into this HUGE outlet full of neverending clothes and I had to watch my parents and sisters shop the whole time and since there were no chairs, I had to follow one until everyone disappeared and I had to join them together before they got lost again. It was a chaotic, restless day for me, but the good part is that I bought an Alicia Keys album at a FYE located at the Bayside mall, and I liked this album! It’s pretty good, its name is “As I Am.”

This trip was very good, I enjoyed it very much, lots of iPod-listening, movie-watching, computer-(whatever it is we do to computers), and most of all, lots of shopping. Of course, there were dark times, but it’s all part of a trip! I got many things out of this trip, not only material things, but also I feel like I bonded more with my parents, which is always great!

Today is being a very sad day, since I don’t hear much talking and happiness going on as in other days when we’re home, it’s kind of an individual day which each one of us is in their own corner and doing what we have to do to pack. Since I have already done that, I’m free to do whatever I wish to do! (And that’s helping my mother organize the apartment and pack)

Now, I’ll leave y’all with the beautiful, much better version of “Umbrella” by Rihanna, and performed by Mandy Moore. Enjoy:

Christmas eve is already here and soon we all are going to be opening presents (Well, not so much, since it’s like 10 in the morning right now and we’re only opening our presents at midnight), which really is the point of Christmas. So, anyways… I just wanted to wish y’all a very merry Christmas and that y’all get many, many gifts. Many of you have made me SO happy this year, even people I’ve never met personally and who have commented on my blog and have let me know what they thought about certain interests they have or more information on what I have written about. Thank you once again!

So, I have decorated our “Christmas area” of our living room and I’m really proud of it, so I decided to take a picture of it and show it to y’all. Oh, by the way, I ain’t no hillbilly/hayseed/bumpkin/yokel, I just like writing with these terms (Such as “y’all” and “ain’t”) because they’re words I don’t use often and I think they’re real weird so I use them because of that. Well, here’s the tree for my compact-sized Christmas:

I have only bought one movie so far over here, and I want to watch many movies in Cary’s birthday party january 10th. So, Sofy and I were talking in MSN earlier, and she reminded me of “Darkness Falls,” a movie I’ve been wanting to watch since second grade when a very dear friend of mine (Patricia Machado) who left school already, was telling some people about the terror movie she had watched. It was about this tooth fairy that died and she killed anyone who looked at her at night. I didn’t get the movie when she explained it to me, it just didn’t make sense.

After Bo got interested in the Buffy series, she told me about “Darkness Falls” and how Emma Caulfield stars in it. (By the way, after Sarah Michelle Gellar, Emma Caulfield is my favorite actress, she’s my 2nd favorite actress) She told me a brief summary of the story and suddenly… DEJA VU! It reminded me of Patricia telling us about it, except I understood it much more now. Bo is planning this evil scheme which contains the movie, somehow. She doesn’t let me buy it over here and I’m really eager for her surprise, and yet scared, because it’s probably one of the scariest movies I’ll ever see. But still, I trust Bo, and I know she knows me, and if she says that I’m going to like it, it’s because I’m going to.

The other one I want to watch is one I bought named “I Know Who Killed Me” and it stars Lindsay Lohan as a stripper. I thought nothing too weird would happen in the movie, since it’s a terror movie, it wouldn’t show much of the stripper part. I was wrong. My sister and I wanted to watch it really bad, so we did, and the first scene, she was already in the “action” and my sister and I looked at each other with weird looks to explain to each other “Woah, already?” when suddenly this woman’s boobs pop into the screen (Not Lindsay Lohan’s, some sick woman’s) and I got scared for my sister watching it and turned it off. I wanted it to watch it in Cary’s birthday as well, but I’ll try to skip all the strip parts if there are more than one.

Now, the one I’ve always wanted to watch since I’ve watched the first two: “I’ll Always Know What You Did Last Summer.” Cary is having her party just to have a nice lunch together with us and to watch the third movie to our favorite collection in the whole world! I’m really looking forward to her party, I have this feeling it’s going to be VERY fun.

People might find it terrible what I’m going to say now, since “Oh, it’s your sister,” “You can’t say things like that about her” but I don’t care anymore, she’s ruining my perfect trip and I’m sick of it.

Just today, we were exiting a games store when my sister ran up to the car, opened the door and just sat there, I spent some time looking at her so she could move over, but she didn’t budge (I’m just doing what she makes me do ALL the frikin’ time) so I said “Move Over” she said “Fine, I’ll do it veeeery slowly” so she did, she got her stuff, threw it veeeery slowly to the other side, and moved veeeery slowly to the other side, I got furious at her for that. We drove to another store and then to a chinese restaraunt. We ate some good, yet weird food and I did the same thing to her that she did to me before, and while I was moving veeeery slowly to the other side, she got furious at me and sat on top of my arm. As most of y’all know, I ain’t exactly fat, and my arms as kind of thin, she SAT on them, it’s like fat 30-something kgs all resting on to of my arm. I took it off from under and gave her impulse enough from the force I did it with that she leaped to the roof of the car and hit her head. HA! HA! HA! who’s the slow one now? She started to cry and scream some time later, and my parents had to bear with her crying and screaming. Whenever any of us three tryed talking to her, she’d answer with some rude cry-y, scream-y response, or when I’d speak, she’d scream so she wouldn’t hear me because she’s too immature to face the fact that I’m always right, so, if she doesn’t wanna be wrong, then she shouldn’t challenge me and my ability to ruin a person when they’re wrong, Vanessa, a friend of mine, once told me how I massacre a person emotionally when I’m right (Which is always, by the way).

Just now I had to fight for the laptop and had to steal it from its usual place. I was looking for PSP colors to buy when my father wanted to use the computer, so I let him use it. Some time after he left it, my sister went in it to dress up the stupid dolls she likes so much, and my window from the PSP was still not minimized. I told her to leave because I was there first, but she started to complain and say she was there first. I showed her the window of the PSP website and she believed that I was there first and let me use the computer, but she remained on the chair. I told her to move but she didn’t, so I disconnected the laptop from the charger and she burst out screaming and crying to the kitchen where my parents were. She doesn’t know how to solve her problems, so she just runs to either our mother or father whenever something happens, that gets me in my nerves, and that’s also part of why they believe her and not me. When she told them the story, she cut off the part that I was there first and said I forced her out of the computer. My mother than told me I wouldn’t be getting a PSP now, first, because I have one (The first edition kind all scratched and missing a button which my maid ate, and worst of all, plain old black) and second because I was mistreating my sister too much and needed a “soul reformation” or whatever it is.

If I told y’all half the things she does to me daily, I’d be here forever. Let me summarize it for y’all: She does annoying dances which she knows I hate and sings when she’s next to me all the time, even though she knows I hate hearing her sing because she’s just plain terrible at it. She doesn’t care where her pants are when she’s wearing them. Half her butt is sticking out and she doesn’t even budge to cover it, so I have to tell her and she still doesn’t. She’s just annoying all over, and that’s annoying. Sometimes she does these faces that make her look so arrogant that I could just tear out her nose just to tear with it her expression of arrogance.

The good side of my trip is that I bought wonderful books! Here’s the list of books I bought so far:

Empress: a Novel - Shan Sa
Geisha, a Life - Mineko Iwasaki
Witch Child - Celia Rees
Dangerous Girls - RL Stine
Snow Flower and the Secret Fan - Lisa See
Joan of Arc: Personal Recollections - Marc Twain

All the books seem amazing! I can’t wait to read them all!

Angra dos Reis wasn’t THAT bad, since the previous post. After we left the hotel in Angra dos Reis, we went to Paraty, some city near Angra. The hotel was real cute, it had these little houses surrounding the pool, like as if it were a little town. These houses were the places where we were gonna sleep! My room had:

1 living room
2 bedrooms
2 bathrooms
And it was real beautiful.

I even bought an ear piercing over there, don’t worry, y’all, it’s a pressure earing. The piercing is a pressure one, it’s a little sword with this little thing behind it, which pushed a little part of your ear up, and you just have to clip it on your ear and it looks SO much like like the sword is piercing through our ear!

Even though these things happened, and they were real good, the biggest highlight was how RUDE (Yep, capitalized and all) the people in Paraty are. Here are all the events that back up m statement:

1. When I was ordering an ice cream in this weird italian ice cream store, I didn’t really know how to pronounce the ice cream I wanted, so I said whatever I thought it was. The two giys at the counter started to laugh and mock me until I got the bitter ice cream and left.

2. Later on that day, we were having pizza at this restaurant and I was in the bathroom when the waiter came. I came back to the table and the waiter was looking at me, so I asked “What?” and he screamed at me, saying “Are you gonna order or not?!”

3. We were coming back to Campinas when we stopped at some little lunch place, named “Fazendão.” When I got out of the bathroom (Which apparently, is the source of all our problems) I saw Renato crying. When I came up to him, he told us that some boys from the other school started to ask Renato if he was a female. But that’s not the worst part, they were teasing Daniel because he was chinese. I told Pamela about it and she went to the monitor of the other school and told her everything. She made all the boys apologize to Renato and Daniel.

Even though things like this happened, the trip was alright, nothing incredible, but it was okay.

So far, Angra had its highs and lows and lows and lows. First, the bus. We were only able to watch one of my twelve movies because the teachers wanted to watch some stupid, boring movies that weren’t sad, nor funny, they only had afro-haired people and a white ball with red lips on it, and apparently, that “thing” is a woman. We met this very cool monitor, “Peteca,” or “Milena,” which is her real name, but we call her “Petchy.” One of the boys, Renato fell in love with a dog, which he had to leave because we were leaving the island they first met, but before, they had broken up because the dog smelled real bad.

 It’s been a very good trip, other than the fact that we were called spoiled and unploite but one of the monitors individualy. I had to stay the whole time in this weird ship, I don’t swim, so the whole day, I just stared at people do that (And I ain’t regretin’ anything) but I just wish I brought SOME source of entertainment, I have hours to kill, and the only thing I can do is watch Sofy watch movies, which isn’t interesting at all, especially when she’s watching “How I Met Your Mother,” which I don’t know.

Oh! and we kidnapped a cat and named it “Milena” after the friend we met here! She was so cute, and just like Renato’s dog-friend, we had to leave her in the island. Today we had to go on these little chair thingies to get to the boat, and they’re SO cool, I could go on them all day long, the view is so cool, and this girl, Talita almost got her foot stuck on a truck that was passing by, so it’s a bonus to laugh at her possible incident. Well, that’s pretty much it… We got scared from the Grudge 2 movie and Renato got scared of his own reflection on the window. I have to go, I’m paying for the internet and I took 21 minutes writing this post… Bye (Oh, and Baby C, if you’re readin’ this, you should be ashamed of your back-commenting)

Tomorrow, I’m going on a trip with my class to a place named “Angra dos Reis,” in “Rio de Janeiro.” We’re stain’ there for 5 days.

Today I did not have time to do anything BUT focus on the trip (And watch “The Nanny,” but that’s not the point). I’m now arranging my clothes my perfumes, and all the hygiene products into my bag, ’cause I’ve already took care of all the entertainment-related objects… Now, just so y’all know the sacrifice I had to go through to get “The Grudge 2,” I’ll tell y’all the story:

First, as soon as my mother got home (10 minutes after I had gotten home) I already told her: “Mom, lets go out, cut my hair and later we gotta buy “The Grudge 2″ and she told me that it was OK. Later, I had to remove the stitches in my back becuase I removed a mole, and get my father in the way (Since he’s a doctor in the hospital, he’s an oncologist!) so then, I only cut my hair some time later, at about 6:00 p.m. Then, my father needed to go to the bathroom, and we rushed home, my mother and I had to leave again to get my sister, since she was waiting for my dog’s surgery to be completed (Yep, Nina had a surgery). It was THEN that we started to look for “Kayako” (You’d understand the joke if you saw the movie). I was sure that it was for sale in “Iguatemi,” a mall very far away from my house, but my mother didn’t want to go all the way there. We went to “100% Video,” a video store near my house, but the problem is that they only sell old movies, their specialty is renting. So, after the failure at “100% Video,” I started to argue with my mother because she didn’t want to go to “Iguatemi,” and I told her a week ago that we’d be going there, but she kept on saying how she was tired and all. I, the naive little boy, told her that it’s OK, there’s always a tomorrow. Today I got stressed since today IS tomorrow. I guess she felt guilty for that, and she deicded she wanted to buy it for me (Aw, mom, I love ya, baby!) We were so desparate that we ended up at a video store also very close to my house, which is SO bad, that the only places that they have videos is against the short walls of the store, guess what? It ended out to be better than any other, I asked the woman if she had the video, and she pointed straight to the shelf where it was found. Immediatly, birds sang and twirled around it, while this holy light from god appeared from it peremeter and ribbons flew everywhere. I immediatly got the video and bought it, and now, here it is, ready to go travelin’!

I’m SO looking forward to the trip, I hope I have tons of fun with the best friends EVER! I love y’all! Now, I gotta sleep, ’cause wakin’ up at 5:00 a.m. ain’t somethin’ pleasent!

This weekend I went to this wedding, and returned just now, it’s in some place two hours from Campinas and I was totally not looking forward to it, since weddings are always boring and long, and especially the party part. I changed my mind about that, sure they are boring, but it’s bearable, and if you saw how the groom was nervous, you would be happy for him, since everything turned out perfect! He didn’t stumble in any word, like he said he was gonna, although the woman who was SUPPOSED to sing didn’t sing, she screamed as if there was a cat stuck in her throat and she was trying to get it out with the sonic force of her voice… Really, our ears hurt, especially because she was so near the croud! The bride was very beautiful, and I mean it, she was the beautifulest bride I’ve ever seen! (Actually, I’ve only seen one, which was my aunt, and I don’t really remember because I was 5…) My sister and I felt bad for making up so many anecdotes about her before, anecdotes such as:

1. My sister was making thoes motions towards the altar before the wedding, I told her, imagine if the bride was behind you and you hit her on the head, and she falls down with her feet flying all over?

2. After all the people who have a special part in the wedding come in, and the people close the door behind them accidently, and then we hear this thud, they open the door and the bride is there, on the floor, with a black eye and her nose is swolen.

3. The last one: There were a bunch of people taking pictures behind the bride, over the groom, and etc… Imagine if one of these people stepped on the bride’s veil and she falls straight on the floor.

One party and a barbecue later (The barbecue was today, the wedding was yesterday) I took the 5 hour drive (the extra hours are from the barbecue place) I took some time to ponder on myself, like always!

If there is one thing you HAVE to know about me, it’s the fact that I hold on to grudges. I cannot stand these people that do something to you and come to you the next day and pretend nothing ever happened, I get even more angry at them. Even if I forget the reason of the fight, there is still something inside my brain that does not allow me to be friendly towards that person, it’s impossible for me not to hold on to grudges, that’s just the way I am! I have been told before that I have a very strong sense of justice, and I believe I do, my holding on to grudges is one of the “sub-topics” of this category, I believe that if having a strong sense of justice is a good thing, holding on to grudges is also something good, how are things ever going to be better if we ignore our problems anyway?