There is still hope in our Brazilian heart: the president's impeachment is just around the corner

New Life

I have moved since March.
I don't belong anywhere. (period)
I have lost so much weight for months or years.
I lost my grandma in May.
I've gone downward and upward like a tennis ball.
I am lost in boxes, bags, and haven't unpacked since Sunday.
I haven't slept in months either.
I am not feeling like myself and that bothers me like hell.
Am I gonna gain some weight again?

August

Today, Aug. 13th,  you are more in touch with your feelings than usual, and you show greater emotional sensitivity in your interactions with others. It may be good to talk about your feelings with someone today. This feeling quality makes you a good listener. You are eager for input, and you would much rather listen to others than have to take the initiative yourself to start a conversation or make the connection that brings you together. When others talk to you, they will perceive your interest, sympathy and concern. They will realize that you aren't playing ego games with them.

Need.piece.of.mood

need your voice to relax me
need your pics to dream better
need your words to uplift me
need your tenderness to soften my harshness
need your eyes to see farther than with mine
need your lips to drink the wine of them
need your fingers in mine to feel them shaky
need your tongue in mine to taste your language
need your confusion to see i'm not alone
need your love to love you
need your in-body temperature
need you to need me
need your thoughts to think of you

Teacher Laila Chris, 8:44 am Januar in 2011

PBF won't close on July vacation

A unidade PBF de Presidente Venceslau, SP, não fechará nas férias de julho!

Para novos alunos, Matrículas Online:
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*Aproveitem as promoções de Julho nas rematrículas (excelentes pacotes).

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PS: Na PBF, as turmas novas só começarão depois de 15/08/2016.

Loved these words: NEUROSE SÁDICA

6 graus de separação

Por que há pessoas que precisam de verba pública para manter blogs?

Eu sou professora no Brasil e mantenho um mesmo blog por quase 12 anos, totalmente de graça. De graça. Nunca paguei e menos ainda recebi para manter meu blog. Desde quando os blogs foram criados na internet, em 2000, sempre foram serviço gratuitos (dependendo do URL, claro, que é o endereço onde o block está hospedado). Emails também sempre foram gratuitos e conheci muita gente que pagava por esse serviço por pura falta de informação. E inclusive não tenho um único blog apenas. Tenho vários:

☕Meu diário:
teacherlailachris.blogspot.com

🍭Meu currículo:
shewantstowrite.blogspot.com

🍫Meus poemas:
http://taxonomytherapist.blogspot.com.br

Só queria me posicionar contra a volta do MinC e sou Sim contra a Lei Rouanet, uma vez que ela patrocina expressões artísticas que nem sempre agrada os olhos ou os ouvidos de todos, e até onde eu "verba" é nome para dinheiro de TODOS. E vou além. E os autores de livros no Brasil?

Sou filha de autor e eu mesma, que tenho formação no Brasil e no exterior em produção de texto criativo e nunca tive "apoio" ou "incentivo" nenhum de órgãos públicos. A vida de autores no Brasil é justamente o contrário; tiramos de nosso bolso a diagramação, a arte, a montagem e até a sua publicação... E as editoras nos repassam migalha por venda, ou até NADA pela venda do material. Não estou clamando por assistência de ninguém. Quero continuar publicando de forma autônoma. Afinal de contas, tenho pé na ideologia Punk e sou da geração dos fanzines.

Acho triste que dinheiro público esteja se esvaindo para manifestações culturais que nem sequer parecem precisar de ajuda porque têm público, e público paga ingressos. Penso nas bibliotecas. A biblioteca da Língua Portuguesa foi-se devido a incêndio. Me preocupo com cientistas, biólogos, com as condições de nossas rodovias, aeroportos e portos. Me preocupo com a segurança dos idosos. Minha avó faleceu na semana passada. Ela deu à luz a 10 cidadãos brasileiros, em por questões profissionais estão espalhados pelo país, literalmente, de Norte a Sul e Leste a Oeste. Ela nunca viajou para visitar os filhos por 2 razões muito tristes: 1) medo de deixar sua casa sozinha e assaltarem e 2) o alto custo  que é e sempre foi VIAJAR pelo Brasil.

Eu não quero envelhecer num país assim. E não tenho filhos, portanto não terei netos, mas não é por isso que vou deixar de me indignar e lutar pois tenho amigos com filhos, tenho sobrinhos, sobrinho-netos, tenho pais e tenho a mim e um esposo, tendo que investir em alarmes, seguros, grades, câmeras, pagar por educação particular, pagar por planos de saúde, mesmo o SUS sendo "maravilhoso" e pagar impostos e taxas que são revertidos em quê?

Sugestão de blog:
http://tauanaecoisasafins.blogspot.com.br/2012/10/seis-graus-de-separacao.html

I love cemeteries.

Have always been in love with them.
Especially the ones that do not look creepy.

I prefer de calmness and try the ones that resemble peace and joy.

When I was younger and I worked as an au-pair in the USA back in 1998, in order to pick up the kid, I'd rode a vintage bike and I'd cross a Jewish cemetery from border to border, every sing day.

As the place was filled with wonderful nature such as beautiful bushes and natural ponds, my bike commute turned into pleasant memories.

I was supposed to pick up Tracey from school. And very often, she'd make me stop biking to share her school lunch and she'd convince me to stare at that awesome place which we, Christians, take them for granted.

I am no a Christian per ser, but I was raised as one.  And it is inevitable not to notice how scary our cemeteries look like depending on where they were built. I miss Tracy. I miss my bike commutes and most of all I miss her school pack lunch leftovers.

I am MBL

https://youtu.be/gTPLubcX9-I

Welcome Candy to our humble abode

https://youtu.be/uMK0prafzw0

Feminism has gone wrong

Selfie at the end of the day...

Hate rice and beans (repeat this mantra)

Beans and rice are a staple food in many cultures around the world. It provides several important nutrients, and is widely available in all Americas. The combination is mixed like Beans and rice are a staple food in many cultures around the world. It provides several important nutrients, and it is widely available in all Americas.

The combination of rice and beans can be mixed like Galopinto, Casado,  Moros y Cristianos or Baião-de-dois; or served side-by-side like "arroz con Habichuelas", "frijoles con arroz", and "arroz com feijão". And the seasonings may vary from region to region.

I fully understand it is a very nutritional and traditional American meal, hence the term Staple Food. However all these things do not make me like it. I do eat it on a regular basis because that is what you'll find living in South America.

I'd mentioned my negative opinion on this dish because I simply hate it and all of a sudden I got ostracized by relatives and friends on the comment sections, having made me filter the post.

What kind of society have we become? Now it is politically incorrect to express our dislikes on traditional foods?

Something like, you are Japanese so you are expected to enjoy sushi or you are French, hence you are supposed to like croissants? What world is this now?

Livros Libertarianos

Revolta de Atlas, Revolução dos Bichos, Anatomia do Estado.

The truth, nothing but the truth

I want to be a mother of a human. It might be from adoption, from in vitro pregnancy, or even naturally. All I know is that my child will be raised vegan. There won't be lies: no Santa Claus or the Fairy Tooth. The truth will be told. Don't come and  opinionate on my rules. I won't have baby shower either as I hate bothering people on my personal matters. Don't ask questions on my ways. Don't judge my decisions. God, how I hate these things.

DON'T

Don't invite me for drinks.
I no longer drink alcoholic beverages.
Don't invite me for barbecues.
I refuse eating beings who have face, minds which can dream and eyes which can cry.
Don't invite for cookies or pies.
I no longer intake sugar, eggs, and no dairies for me either.
I stand for healthy eating as I am married to a diabetic.
Don't invite me to debate politics.
I no longer partake leftist points of view as I have grown old enough to realize that romantic utopias do not buy my dreams.
Don't try to convince me that I am wrong.
Don't force me on the contrary.
Don't waste your precious time.

By L. C. B.

to J. Roberto Batista

I Carry Your Heart

by E. E. Cummings

I carry your heart
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in
my heart) I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go, my dear ;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)

I fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)

I am what I am

I live in São Paulo now.
I am an employee and not employer anymore.
I keep being vegan and sober (9 years).
I no longer wear blue hair.
I no longer live far from my family.
I keep fighting for my country.
I haven't given up this blog.
I wish to be a mother ASAP.
I restarted THERAPY (sigh).
I have lots of love in me.
👾

Welcome to São Paulo

Bloggers, meet my new home!
My new home, meet Bloggers!

Yuri says GoodBye to Me