listening to a song

made me think about starting to write poetry. I got so inspired.

Then the music stopped, and I got back to reality.

I can't write poetry. My personality is way to frozen to have the capability to rhyme properly. Nor do I have time for poetry. People keep breaking my heart anyways, no need for words to describe that. It's just something you have to live with.

Preparing my mind and soul for whatever that is to come.

/Mary

a good conversation

are those you can remember, although some years past.

I took a long walk this afternoon to refresh my head and get some air while I listened to music, music bringing back lots of memories. Memories of the best conversations that I've had with family, friends or just some random people I've met these last years.

Just to remember how good it feels to talk with people you like, to feel good in that moment, so comfortable. I love that feeling, and I'm longing to get to Brazil and meet up with all of my friends just to have those feelings back. A great conversation doesn't have to be about talking non stop...some of the best and most inspiring conversations I've ever had, was partly in silence. Just to sit together, think and reflect about things.

It puts a smile on my face.

Mary

ka-ra-o-ke

Yesterday was just one of those great days when everything just happens quite spontaneously. After a good shopping round in town, I went to Uni. to have some drinks with the girls...a few became a lot! We won a music/beercompetition (I'm quite proud of my music skills!), so there we got more to drink and good laughs, since the competitions was created by the teacherstudents for the teacherstudents, and there we came, five economists just sweeping the floor. heh.

After that we continued at Lauras with some pizza, beer and karaoke. I'm not a good singer, in fact, I c-a-n-'t sing at all, but after some drinks you know, everybody can sing. Since I was winning some battles in Singstar, I was fighting for the microfone... I think we spent four hours just singing, talking and laughing, we even used lighters to get in the concert-mood. Really great fridaynight in great company!

Woke up with a sore troth, who could have guessed, I deserved it. I actually woke up to Metallica in my head, maybe it had to do with the battle I had with one of the guys in Nothing else matters...it's tough, though it seems easy at first!

I spent this saturday in Nkpg, at one of my friends daughters birthdayparty. Crappy weather though...but it was nice. I got myself untangled from a date, so I'm pleased!

In about two weeks exactly, I will be writing from São Paulo...time, please do not hurry, I have some things to fix until then so take youuuur time!

Greatful!

Mary

sentimental heart

Feeling quite sentimental today...

having my ups and downs. Think I'm getting a cold, so I'm already taking my vitamin C. I don't have the time to be sick, although some days in bed would do me good. I just want to cuddle down in my sofa with a good movie and wine...I do have a sofa but I don't have a good movie nor wine, so I guess I'll have to stay bored until tomorrow. It has been a long day, maybe I should get some sleep and cure my sentimental heart.

Mary

sudden urge

to party on a saturday morning. is that normal?

Guess I'll just have to make me some coffee, watch the news on teve and try to get back to reality. This weekend is all about studying, but soon, very soon, it will be over, let's say about this coming monday night.

This week has been a productive one. But not to deceive myself, we will have to maintain this flow for as long as possible, since there still exists risks of strikes on ideas or, yeah, I don't know. Surely we will have to readjust a lots of things already written, but for now I'm pleased. It gives me an inner satisfaction when I can organize and work this way...ohh my.

We're off to Brazil in exactly three weeks so we have to work our asses off to get everything together before take-off. I really like my thesis-partner. She's as crazy as I am...I think. haha. Great!

Next week we can party. (I'm feeling like we're going back to the old days). A lots to celebrate!

But for now; coffee next, study, study and study. A little song to get into the mood.

how often

do you think about sex?

I've never seen men as sex objects (at least not only).

Maybe women should start seeing them more as sex objects. I had an interesting conversation today about men and their feelings. So far I've seen a bit of everything and it's quite hard to tell who carries real feelings and who only thinks about one thing. This last mentioned seems to be the most frequent encountered if I may say so. There are those men who look at you, and you can more or less screen his thoughts, hoping he's not already undressing you. Hilarious but discomforting thought, though.

According to research, men think about sex once every 52 seconds. Men joke a lot about women, sometimes funny, other times really sick jokes...everything sex related so we wonder a lot about how much brain capacity you guys have.

Ok, then, maybe it's our turn to only see men as sex objects. And be sure, cause we joke a lot too.

I'm sure they won't mind!

sleep more

Yesterday;

Fun way of relaxing, some drinks and some dancing in best company. All the nightclubs seems to be crowded all the time nowadays,...me like! You get that clubbing feeling, feeling real cool, hahahah. Best is at the ladies, where all the girls in some awkward way seem to talk a lot about typical girl stuff, make up, hair, guys, clothes...and you have no idea of who you really are talking to. So, if you think that there are girlfights at the ladies, think twice, because that's where we make friends. heheh. I'm only regretting our tequilas we did yesterday. I've always escaped that horrible shot, but it was about time that I took one so I could get myself a really nice original hangover like in the good old days.

Today I stayed in bed until 14hs, so nice! I got up just because my phone was ringing, but if it hadn't, I would still be sleeping.

One month left, in counting. Got an email from my supervisor telling how worried she is for us in São Paulo. And this, even though I've lived for years in Brazil, Rio, Natal and Brasília. I'm really curious about what this big city has to offer since there is so much fear in the air.

Have a great one!

Need to go and find myself again.

Goodnight.

deep breath

Irritation level is getting high.

We didn't get much done today because no attention was given to all the work we put down for 1,5 week now. A lots of work for nothing, and now we will have to, once again, change our research question. I just want to lay down and sleep. We sat for three hours working everything out, then we had to sit during 2,5 hours after lunch waiting for somebody to come and then tell us that they don't know. Are you kidding me?

Whenever I'm irritated or frustrated, it's better for me to leave the room because I'm very bad at not showing just how irritated I am. Why do people invite you for meetings during three days if there isn't going to be a meeting? or at least not a productive one? I haven't figured this out.

Now we're going to go and have something to eat, then I hope we'll get back and work something out so we can go to sleep and have a last meeting tomorrow (probably useless), and then go home. The plan for these days was great, the outcome...hmm, not so much happened.

deep breath,

work work work

trying to be creative. I'm triggered by all this coffee. mmm

exciting!