Sunday 27 September 2009

Friday 25 September 2009

Before sunset



Acabei de ver Before sunset e adorei..
So ficou uma pergunta no ar... mas afinal ele sempre chegou a pagar o vinho ao senhor do bar?

anyways,
vejam os dois n_n vale a pena

<3 stop motion

Thursday 24 September 2009

c u soon



é um album catita sim senhor. *passar a palavra*



"Dez segundos que passam enquanto repousas inerte , branquinha , qual princesa morta. de uma beleza morbida.
Dez segundos intermitentes em que nem estas a dormir nem estás acordada, despida da tua personalidade efusiva,
dos teus receios, e do que te forças a ser para que as pessoas gostem de ti.

(incompleto , eu queria expressar algo imprtante aqui como aqueles 10 segundos em que nem estas acordada nem estas a dormir e me pedes para ficar
com a sinceridade de quem está no limbo e não consegue senão a sinceridade infantil de uma criança pequena... e sabe bem.)" by: an old friend


c u soon

Wednesday 23 September 2009

P.S. I love you

Epa, nao percebo como é que filmes que são primos em 1º grau da banalidade me poe a chorar que nem uma menina de 5 anos a ver um pinguim a esvair-se em sangue no Discovery Channel ._.


sou lame.

mas achei particular piada a discussão conjugal nos primeiros 5 minutos do filme onde tive um déjà vu de uma menina que conheci a 5 anos. Chamava-se vanessa e era um bocadinho de nada efusiva, tal como a jovem no filme xD

(mas numa realidade diferente... mais gorda e sem um homem daqueles...) :p

(NOTA: soz for all that shit, i was SO small...)
:*

anyways

memorable quote:
Oh no, I don't mean "cool Pulp Fiction" trouble. I mean "mental case wacko" trouble.

better

Monday 21 September 2009

Saturday 19 September 2009

Abaixo os gânglios basais!!!!!



"Cientistas da Suécia identificaram os gânglios basais como a parte do cérebro que decide o que vale a pena lembrar e o que não, para assim desocupar a memória temporária e fazer com que esta funcione de maneira mais rápida e eficaz."

Tenho a dizer que não simpatizo particularmente com os meus gânglios basais.
São uma merda e so armazenam memorias igualmente merdosas ._.

*suspira*

Friday 18 September 2009

oldschool lamezordness

Happy 10,19% my love

Thursday 17 September 2009

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button



"Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it. A woman in Paris was on her way to go shopping, but she had forgotten her coat - went back to get it. When she had gotten her coat, the phone had rung, so she'd stopped to answer it; talked for a couple of minutes. While the woman was on the phone, Daisy was rehearsing for a performance at the Paris Opera House. And while she was rehearsing, the woman, off the phone now, had gone outside to get a taxi. Now a taxi driver had dropped off a fare earlier and had stopped to get a cup of coffee. And all the while, Daisy was rehearsing. And this cab driver, who dropped off the earlier fare; who'd stopped to get the cup of coffee, had picked up the lady who was going to shopping, and had missed getting an earlier cab. The taxi had to stop for a man crossing the street, who had left for work five minutes later than he normally did, because he forgot to set off his alarm. While that man, late for work, was crossing the street, Daisy had finished rehearsing, and was taking a shower. And while Daisy was showering, the taxi was waiting outside a boutique for the woman to pick up a package, which hadn't been wrapped yet, because the girl who was supposed to wrap it had broken up with her boyfriend the night before, and forgot.
Benjamin Button: When the package was wrapped, the woman, who was back in the cab, was blocked by a delivery truck, all the while Daisy was getting dressed. The delivery truck pulled away and the taxi was able to move, while Daisy, the last to be dressed, waited for one of her friends, who had broken a shoelace. While the taxi was stopped, waiting for a traffic light, Daisy and her friend came out the back of the theater. And if only one thing had happened differently: if that shoelace hadn't broken; or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier; or that package had been wrapped and ready, because the girl hadn't broken up with her boyfriend; or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier; or that taxi driver hadn't stopped for a cup of coffee; or that woman had remembered her coat, and got into an earlier cab, Daisy and her friend would've crossed the street, and the taxi would've driven by. But life being what it is - a series of intersecting lives and incidents, out of anyone's control - that taxi did not go by, and that driver was momentarily distracted, and that taxi hit Daisy, and her leg was crushed."

cum catano >_>

epa.. nem sei como dizer isto... mas tenho medo dos senhores azuis em cadeiras de rodas ;__;

passo a explicar:

ia eu deixar um comentario a senhora dona malakias, como podem visionar pela imagem a baixo



decidi entao praguejar pois nao axo justo os senhores de cadeira de rodas nao poderem comentar...

nao me deixava comentar enquanto nao escrevesse uma cambada de letras aleatorias com dimensoes e formas esquisitas.

decidi carregar no sujeito de cadeira de rodas a azul para ver que raio de qualificações fisicas ou académicas teria eu que ter para comentar na merda de um blog...

(e agorta vem a tal parte assustadora em que o leitor ficar igaulmente chocado e decide experimentar a minha proeza quando acabar de ler)

AQUELA MERDA FALOU PARA MIM.. num tom meio agressivo, devo acrescentar ;__; e SONS MUITO PSICADELICOS... e e e... sons.. e vozes e coiso ._.

tenho medo ;__;

nao volto a carregar no senhor na cadeiriha de rodas, nem a insultar esta merda, eu juro!

D:

Wednesday 16 September 2009

Synecdoche, New York

Se eu te disser que vale a pena, sacas este filme?

Vale a pena, saca este filme.



"Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I've felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I've been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen. "

Monday 14 September 2009

Juno

O filme que te faz verter uma lagrima mascula.. u_u

"he is the cheese to my macaroni..."

September 19th :3

estas a xegar! :D

http://www.talklikeapirate.com/

Saturday 12 September 2009

Fuck Her Gently



"Fuck Her Gently"

This is a song for the ladies
But fellas listen closely
You don't always have to fuck her hard
In fact sometimes that's not right to do
Sometimes you've got to make some love
And fucking give her some smoochies too
Sometimes ya got to squeeze
Sometimes you've got to say please
Sometime you've got to say hey
I'm gonna Fuck you softly
I'm gonna screw you gently
I'm gonna hump you sweetly
I'm gonna ball you discreetly
And then you say hey I bought you flowers
And then you say wait a minute sally
I think I got somethin in my teeth
Could you get it out for me
That's fucking teamwork
Whats your favorite position?
That's cool with me
Its not my favorite
But I'll do it for you
Whats your favorite dish?
I'm not gonna cook it
But ill order it from Zanzibar
And then I'm gonna love you completely
And then I'll fucking fuck you discreetly
And then I'll fucking bone you completely
But then I'm gonna fuck you hard
Hard

Friday 11 September 2009

Start wearing purple




O meu sonho é um dia beber o suficiente para ter aquela voz e me lembrar de uma letra assim :D

Thursday 10 September 2009

Flight Of The Conchords

Como o senhor kakinhas diria: "isto é tao 5ª feira passada..."

true

mas so agora é que me lembrei disto e senti obrigação moral de prtilhar n_n



Wednesday 9 September 2009

everybody's gotta learn sometime

"I like to feel his eyes on me when I look away."

Tuesday 8 September 2009

O que é que tens andado a fazer?



O que é que é mais facil?
falar ou fazer?
olhar ou ver?
beber ou pensar?
fugir ou ficar?
fingir ou ser?
querer ou ter?
adiar ou fazer?
dobrar ou quebrar?
adormecer ou acordar?
receber ou dar?
afastar ou perdoar?

O que é que tens andado a fazer?
até quado?


Comptine dun autre ete - lapres midi - Yann Tiersen

Tuesday 1 September 2009

Delicatessen




Um senhor filme, sim senhor :D