22 abril 2005

This One is for The Mom.

I would like to apologize myself to my Brazilian and non English readers, but this time I have to write in English to express myself to somebody was very important in my life. By all these four years, since I visited UK, I've never written anything about the time I was there. There was a good time, a time of lazyness (it's cuz I was on vacation). I met lots of people that I'll forget anymore: Britishes, Arabians, Germans, Frenches, Spanishes, Arabians, Chineses, Coreans. With them I could understand many different cultures and ways of thinking. I could learn being less racist (of course every human being is racist); I learnt that not the Arabian, or not the Russian, is crazy, but someones of every people are bad and others are not. It was school for me. I could of course understand and learn about British people too. I learnt that they commonly kill themselves when they are sad, that they get extremelly sick of the winter so they can do nothing than be in their homes (it's boring a lot). Of course I learnt that Brithish people can be very friends. In deed, I didn't learn it from every Britosh I met. I did learn it from one woman. She Tought us (me and my fiancee) that we can smile everytime we want, cuz she was everyday smiling. We could know her plays, like solving puzzles. She was the one that made us fell ourselves as in our home. She gave us all support we needed and untill today we have got many good laughs with her emails. Her name is Christina, a so valuable woman whose the name we keep in constant praying and that we hope to see again. This message is for you, mum. Thank you for everything you have made for us. Amauri & Sandra.

21 abril 2005

Amigos

Mal nos conhecemos Inauguramos a palavra amigo! Amigo é um sorriso De boca em boca, Um olhar bem limpo Uma casa, mesmo modesta, que se oferece. Um coração pronto a pulsar Na nossa mão! Amigo (recordam-se, vocês aí, Escrupulosos detritos?) Amigo é o contrário de inimigo! Amigo é o erro corrigido, Não o erro perseguido, explorado. É a verdade partilhada, praticada. Amigo é a solidão derrotada! Amigo é uma grande tarefa, Um trabalho sem fim, Um espaço útil, um tempo fértil, Amigo vai ser, é já uma grande festa! Alexandre O'Neill

13 abril 2005

Quarta-feira

Trabalhando que nem um "cãodenado", entrando no trampo às 7:30 da madruga e saindo às 7 da noite, fazendo mil trabalhos da facul, mas ainda vivo. E a tendência é piorar... Sem citar o fato de estar dormindo noite sim, noite não. Por causa disto estou ficando descerebrado...

10 abril 2005

...E serão uma só carne...

Estava olhando umas fotos aqui e achei essa bem interessante. Na medida do possível colocarei mais. Essa é pra mostrar como somos "quase" um: dividimos até a touca, rsrsrsrs... Até mais, galera. Bijos santos Posted by Hello
O ídolo da minha infância.... Posted by Hello