Este é um ano de excepção

Como se eu não soubesse. Achaste mesmo que era preciso relembrar-me... Como se eu não pensasse nisso a todo o momento. Como se isso não martelasse a todo o momento na minha cabeça e no meu peito, fazendo com que seja difícil respirar. Não imaginas como eu estou farta de sonhar com logarítmos e mutações. Não sabes o medo que eu tenho de falhar outra vez, o medo de vos desapontar a todos como há 5 anos atrás. Achas que é fácil estar na escola com toda a gente a perguntar "o que é que ela está aqui a fazer outra vez?" Não achas que eu me sinto uma falhada à deriva? Tinhas mesmo de olhar para mim assim e dizer-me isso?!

Tédio

Porque é que eu não consigo fazer o que tenho para fazer? Não me apetece estudar, não me apetece comer nem dormir... bem talvez dormir :p Mas a verdade é que o que realmente me incomoda é ter que vir para esta escola todos os dias, ter que ver esta mesma gente, estudar estas coisas que não me dizem absolutamente nada e não poder fazer as coisas que realmente gosto: estar com os meus amigos, viajar, dançar... ai como era bom se me saísse o euro milhões!
Estou com uma necessidade desesperada de férias, e o pior é que para isso ainda faltam 3 semanas e são as piores 3 semanas de sempre, cheias de exames, trabalhos, apresentações e o super terrorífico projecto... :(
Ainda por cima não vou poder ir ao San porque si, e quantos a Ortigueira... vamos ver... (espero que a escola cague po meu orientador! Defesa até 7 de Julho!!! Por favor!!!!)

Just shoot me already!!!

E pronto! Subcommie... já não bastava SU Coordinator, futura presidente, a luta contínua e aparentemente interminável para acabar o projecto e passar a todos os exames na época normal, as aulas de dança e todos trabalhos domésticos que tenho em casa, vamos só dar-he ais uma funçãozinha pa ver se lhe dá um ataque cardíaco de vez!
Vá, tenho que falar verdade, eu até gosto destas coisas. Mas nesta altura quase não tenho tempo para respirar. Trabalhos, projecto, mandar mails de reunião, mails de participantes, mails de eventos, textos e fotos para site, ser amostra nos projectos dos outros (contribuir para a comunidade científica!!!), estudar...deitar todos os dias às 2 da manhã, levantar às 7... Por favor, algém me dê o tiro de misericórdia! Passo tanto tempo em frente ao computadr que acho que em breve vou ter que usar óculos a sério!
Já perdi 4 Kg num mês... isto deve querer dizer alguma coisa...
E o meu tempo de antena acabou! :p

Keima 09: Get Burned in Porto

My first event as main organizer :) It was not perfect (ok, it was perfect in the way that everybody was so cool!!), somethings it could have been better, but I think that for the first edition, it was ok. At least I had lots of fun, all my participants were great, and off course I had the most wonderful team of organizers :D It's so funny how I could live for ever like this (ok, I would need to sleep a little bit more, but you get what I mean, right?)!! AEGEE spirit is the best thing ever! :D
I just wish that we could have spend more time together... I can't believe that the week is over and most of the guys are already back in their countries :( I miss my participants!!!
I hope that everybody had a good time. I know I made some good friends and I hope we can see each other soon :D
I love you guys! ***

EBM Torino 2009

I had so many dreams and plans for this event... for us. I wonder if it were this dreams that scared you away. I really don't know what happened. Sometimes it felt like you liked me, others that you hated me and I was boring you to death. I was confused with all those mixed signals you were sending me... What changed after all? Is it my looks? Is it because of all the other girls around? Well, we did have lots of fun together. But I was wishing that we... nevermind...

You're always on my mind

I don't know what have you done to me, I just know that I think of you all the time. I wait anxiously for you to come online just to see your icon green, because I rarely talk to you. You rarely talk to me. But secretly I'm craving for one more kiss from you. I wanted to look at you, sit on your lap, have your arm around me... It just feels like the best place in the world. I just love you saying how much you like watching me dancing. I like to hear you talking to your friends... you're always so cheerful, so alive, so crazy...
But know Im scared of how it will be when we meet again. I mean, will you want to be with me? Will you ignore me? Will you treat me like I was just another girl? I'm scared... so scared. But at the same time, so happy to see you again and anxious.
I miss you.

Thank you for the music

I'm nothing special, in fact I'm a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke, you've probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
'Cause everyone listens when I start to sing
I’m so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it out loud

CHORUS
So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs I’m singing
Thanks for all the joy they’re bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be, without a song or a dance, what are we
So I say, thank you for the music, for giving it to me.

Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk
Mm-mm, she says I began to sing long before I could talk
And I’ve often wondered, how did it all start
Who found out that nothing can capture a heart like a melody can
Well, whoever it was, I’m a fan

CHORUS
So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs I’m singing
Thanks for all the joy they’re bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be, without a song or a dance, what are we
So I say, thank you for the music, for giving it to me.

I’ve been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair
I wanna sing it out to everybody
What a joy, what a life, what a chance

CHORUS
Thank you for the music, the songs I’m singing
Thanks for all the joy they’re bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be, without a song or a dance, what are we
So I say, thank you for the music, for giving it to me.

Mother says i was a dancer before i could walk
She says i began to sing long before i could talk
And i've often wondered how did it all start ?
Who found out that nothing can capture a heart
Like a melody can
Well whoever it was im a fan

So i say thank you for the music the songs im singing
Thanks for all the joy i'm  bringing
Who could live without it
I ask in all honesty
What would life be ?
With out a song or dance what are we?
So i say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

by ABBA