yeh right.... like you care

Some times, people are just full of sheat... I get tired of earing some of them talking and talking and..... yes... talking.... it's frustating.
Realy, the one thing i realy wich right know, it's to have the power of saying.. you there: Zip It... it would all work better that way...

Why... why...why... why can people just look to each other and stay that way for ever....

Guess for some, talking is easy... but hey, life's not supposed to be easy.... Yeh i know, look who's talkig...

Well for the very few who listen...

Don't let life run you over...

The Moonlight Sonata

One evening Ludwing van Beethoven and a friend were taking a walk. As they were passing through a narrow, dark street, they heard music coming from a little house.
“Hush” Beethoven said. “it is from one of my most beautiful pieces.”
Suddenly a voice said, “I cannot play anymore- it is so beauty! How I wish I could hear that piece played by someone who could do justice to it.”
Without a word, Beethoven and his friend entered the houde. It was the home of a poor shoemaker. At the piano sat a young girl.
“Pardon me,” said the great composer. “I am musician. I heard you say you wished to hear someone play the piece you have just been playing. Will you permit to play it for you?
“Thank you very much,” answered the girl, “but our piano is very old. And we have no music sheets.”
“No music sheets! How did you play, then? Asked Beethoven.
The young girl turned her face toward the great master.
Looking at her more closely, he saw that he was blind.
“I play from memory,” she said.
“where did you hear the piece that you were playning just now?
“I used to hear a lady practicing near our old home. During the summer evenings, her windows were open, and I walked to and from outside to listen to her, “ she answered.
Beethoven seated himself at the piano. The blind girl and her brother listened with raptured to the master’s playing. At last the shoemaker came near and asked, “Who are you?
Beethoven made no answer. The shoemaker repeated his questions, and master smiled. He began to play the piece which the girl hads trying to play.
The listeners held their breath. When the playing stopped, they cried, “You are the master himself! You are Beethoven!”
He rose to go, but they held him back.
“Play for us once more- only once more,” they pleaded.
He seated himself again at the piano. The brilliant moonlight was shinning into the bare little room.
“I will compose a sonata to the moonlight,” he said.
He looked thoughtfully for something at the bright skies lit up by the moon and the twinkling stars. Then his fingers moved ocer the keys of the old, worn piano. In low, sad, sweet strains, he played his new piece. Finally, pushing back his chair, and turning towards the door he said, “Farewell to you.”
He paused and looked tenderly at the face blind girl.
“Yes, I will come again an give you some lessons. Farewell! I will soon come again!”
Beethoven said to his friend, “let us hurry that I may write out that sonata while I can yet remenber it!”
That was how Ludwing van Beethoven’s famous “Moonlight sonata” was composed.

the version i knew was so much toutching, but anyway, this is the most beautifull piece of art made in a piano....

The night starts falling over us, as if the gods were letting the evil take over our souls..

I was unable to fight the shadows, they were the one who hunt us that night... we run for more than a mile, and still... we couldn't lost them...

Yes, they were persons, not in they right full mind, but still persons, it would be unhuman of me to call them a thing.

After running and hiddind, we just get tired... not tired of runnig, but tiring of runnig of what we cannot outrun, so we just stop at the biginnig of a clif, and thought about it for a while...

We decided that it wasn't worth the risk, we looked forward, and hope to be able to get to the inception.......... and then we jump.

Those 5 seconds, were the longest 5 seconds of my short life as a dream, i thank the gods now, if we didn't jump i would live to fulfil....

At the end of the day we lerned than in order to one have everything, the other must have nothing... thats no other option.

And so i walk, alone, in a world that doesn't make sence...

Ip Man, the man who stood to an army of soldiers and win, with discipline, courage, and streangth...

An example for me, from now on i'll try to be like him, a person without anger, humble, and strict with my self and my body...

I know I've said this many times in the past, but now I believe it's for real.

I'll train every day, even if only for half a hour, i'll erase all of the anger, and rage in my heart, i'll be more kind to people..... and i will only focus on 3 things, martial arts, music, and studding..... if I have time in the middle of all of this to have fun, good.... bu if not, pacience...

Ho, and i'll drink green tea all the time, just cause i think it's kind a cool... xD

So fair well my friends, i hope i'll be a better person with this way of life...

Is there anything hotter than a girl with a gun?

well, only a girl with two... xD

I decided to show you all my favorite actress, and the reasons why.

At my eyes she has all the perfect inperfections, that's what make her special, she was probably my firt "TV cruch" if you know what i mean.... still is...

And not only because she's beautifull, HOT, plays the guitat, and sings.....
But because of a scene in a movie called "The Million Dolar Hotel"

where two lunatics, who live in a hotel fal in love for each other in a strange way, and the guy one day while sitting with her looks in her eyes and says this words:

"Love can never be betraid

Same way as the tree or the sea

or any other mystery

It's the eye with wich we see

It's the siner and the saint

It's the light inside the paint"

The movie is trange, but the moment when this words were said, makes's it worth it.....

If you like, see this movie, and some others like: ".45"

Not much to say today, i didn't sleep almost anything last night, mostly because of the nightmares that i have in nost of the nights...

Not the kind of nightmares when a monster comes and eat you alive, or rapes the flesh offyour body.... but the ones where you realise you have everything to loose, and your doing nothing to keep the things and persons you love....

i keep loosing the control of those things, when i shouldn't even be questning my self about if control is necessary, cause theses are the things that should append naturaly...

Long time passed since i could sit down with all of my friends and just listen to them talking, and than wouldn't botther me, not even a little..... but now, my head almost cracks just by earing them laughing and stuff, it's pretty weird... i just wish these feelings would pass soon...

But please, don't miss understand.... just because i can't stand some of you, i'll always be there for you all.... and when the time comes, i'll be there to save you from hem... (metaphoracly speaking) (Sorry if i punch some of you in the face with this words)

Yeh, i know, pretty funny isn't it?

But realy, these are 2 of the 5 people ( one is a thing not a person lol ), that i most relate to...

Say what you must but BOTH, Jack Black and the Panda from "Kunf-fu Panda" represent almost 100% of me... only the Pand eats a little more than i do, hehe, but just a little more...

Jack, is one of the most funniest peoople in Hollyhood, he plays the guitar, he as a big abdominal muscle, e actually knows how to gave a kick in the air...

I have and do all of theses things, just like Panda, does kunf fu, i no one takes him seriosly, but as me, is not realy looking for aproval, he's just doing what he felt like doing in the moment. And that's fine.

From theses moment i'll write all of me posts here in english, not because i know more of english than portuguese, or cause i wanna show that i'm smart....... It's actually because i can express my self better,.... and ok, i admit, looks pretty cool....xD

So this was just a demo of what will be in the future....

Hope you liked it.