Friday, March 28, 2008

Paxil Party

I want thoughtful words.
I want a both simple and outrageous post to publish here.
I want cold beer sliding down my throat since higher temperatures have showed up.
I want my voice back since air conditioners have damaged it.
I want stronger arms and thinner legs too.
I want vacation soon to fill up my Flickr with nice pictures.
I want to rest since my life has been based on non-stop work.
I want the smell of cinnamon, vanilla and a touch of cloves.
I want to buy tickets to Jamaica since Ryan Adams DVD has convinced me to.
I want to talk to strangers and complain about the weather there.
I want exotic food and hot kinds of pepper burning on my tongue and stomach.
I want the taste of bitter, sour, and salt in me.
I want buttermilk pancakes for breakfast Wendy's style.
I want greasy ribs too.
I want a parade, launch countdowns, and inner body explosions.
I want the best psychothriller end since Number 23 turned me off.
I want fireworks for no reasons.
I want empty trash cans.
I want long lasting light bulbs too.
I want perfect-fit socks, gourmet jelly beans, and pit free olives.
I want hairless legs, good hair days, and cavity free teeth.
I want the right answers, the right directions, and the right choices.
I want the truth as long as it doesn't hurt me.
I want good mood, good books, and good wine.
I want fine language and in-tune singing.
I want ever growing intelligence.
I want butter pecan ice cream and a chili dog with melted cheese on top.
I want a medieval sword hanging on my wall.
I want the most amazing stories since literature is the only cure for stupidities.
I want the colors of Miró as well since his art work definitely moves me forward.
I want a tougher soul and softer laughters too.
I want easy access in all surroundings.
I want hands, fingers, and mixed salivas.
I want to simmer and I want to boil.
I want to hug the milky way.
I want to sleep tight.
I want to float in my awareness.
I want to never fight.
And in case I have to...
I want enemies who can never beat me.
I want nothing more than a Paxil kinda life.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Vanessa says "good-bye" to PBF school!

For the farewell night, we went to a hot dog place...

It was so much FUN that I forgot to have hot dogs. I hate Brazilian buns anyway.

Vanessa will be missed...

Nessa had to be replaced by Cynara...

...and by Carol.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

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These are my student Debbie and I striking a pose
after working on letters which were all sent to
several environmental organizations in the USA.
Your teacher loves you, Debbie ^^

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Self-reminder

SHORT AND LONG TERM EFFECTS OF ALCOHOL ON THE BODY

Eyes:
� causes impaired visual acuity, distorted vision and ability to adjust to light (Radford University, 1996).

Throat:
� irritates and damages esophagus
� induces vomiting, bleeding, pain, difficulty swallowing
� may eventually cause cancer (Memorial University of Newfoundland, 2001).

Heart:
� weakens the heart, which results in an inability to pump blood properly
� increases blood pressure, leading to an increased risk of heart attack and strokes (Alberta Alcohol and Drug Abuse Commission, 2000).

Lungs:
� high amounts may cause breathing to stop, then death (CADAPP, 2001).

Stomach:
� causes irritation of stomach lining, peptic ulcers, inflammation, bleeding lesions and cancer (Algra,1992).

Intestines:
� irritates lining, resulting in nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, and sweating.
� inhibits the small intestine's ability to process nutrients and vitamins (Memorial University of Newfoundland, 2001)

Liver:
� causes fat accumulation around liver
� leads to its inflammation and destruction of cells (hepatitis)
� results in irreversible lesions and scarring, along with irreversible destruction of cells (cirrhosis) (Alberta Alcohol and Drug Abuse Commission, 2000).

Reproductive:
� decreases testosterone
� increases sexual desire, but decreases sexual performance
� long term use results in decreased function and size of the male genitalia (Intoximeters Inc., 2001).

Source: http://www.upei.ca/~stuserv/alcohol/effectsonbody.htm

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Do I still know how to post on blogs?

I don't remember the last time I tried to write, for real, on this blog. You may wonder, "Doesn't she know that on top of each post there is the posting date?" Well, I know the day of my last public post. Anyone who blogs have got to know that, I guess. What I am saying is that I don't recall the last time I tried to write for real on this blog.

I mean, writing right, creatively, and powerfully. Have I ever written that way? Not sure. One thing I know for sure: I always start posts by dwelling on the writing process and I never enclose these kinds of thoughts. My plan is to talk/type about my last vacation and give an update on my latest discoveries on myself.

Vacation was okay. It was too short as usual. I am not gonna complain about it, actually. I got my tattoo before leaving for Sao Paulo. I was afraid I was not gonna get that done. However, it's there: colorful, charming, and neatly drawn on my left arm. And what about Sao Paulo? My home place was fine as usual. I didn't get to see my parents, though. I had some fun with Jennifer, my middle sister, and with a great friend of my mine called Jeronimo. There is this YouTube video of us having fun at bar at about 3:00 o'clock in the morning. I overdrank, overate, overslept, and over-enjoyed on my past vacation. Can't wait to have it again.

I have been back on business for the last two months already. More and more new students are getting to enroll in my school and that is scaring me a great deal. I am glad I am not going to teach all those guys. That also scares the hell out of me. I cannot allow things get screwed up. God, help us there, please.

Soon I'll be writing here about my trip to Europe. I am so going to study in Ireland by December this year. I won't give out much info for now since I am not really aware of all details of it. What I know is that I will be there.


The latest things I've figured about myself:

-I've found out I am an insufferable braggart when it comes to my school matters.
-I am NOT a blunt person.
-I criticize people.
-I am a little sarcastic.
-I ask a lot of questions in a conversation, to find out about people, their thoughts, etc.
-I rarely admit I am wrong about something when I am in a conversation.
-I make eye-contact and use body language in conversations.
-I generalize.
-I get personal with people in conversations; I may even gossip about a mutual friend.
-I compliment people spontaneously.
-I like to talk about myself. I am not a good listener. In short, I pretty much suck.
-I usually talk about personal problems, people, their way of being, hopes, desires, my family...
-I get personal when I write a letter to someone, but not face to face in a conversation.
-I help to keep a conversation flowing, however I am many times provocative, controversial, confrontational... That is my style.
-I like to get my say, get in a few comments, no matter what the topic
-I don't assert something, but I might preface a comment with "I think, I suppose, perhaps and even copy and paste other people's comments without their authorization"
-I talk a lot... No. I talk way too much.
-If I ask a question, it is generally a yes-no answer I am looking for
-I don't mind talking about a situation where I was embarrassed,humiliated and so on.
-I am never clear and that pisses my husband off
-I am gonna die some day.

Also check the links below...
http://thepawnbroker.blogspot.com/2005/07/15-random-thoughts-and-queries.html
http://thepawnbroker.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-just-wanna-know-why.html
http://thepawnbroker.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-thoughts-part-ii.html

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Londrina.

I...

miss londrina

miss this man called fernando

miss college times

miss good music

miss good friends

once again, miss londrina

miss them all

Wording Tuesday

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