Tale of a boy in the swing

In the park one day, there was a little boy sited on the swing; he was so little, too little to the place he occupied. His little feet didn't reach the ground, even when he stretched the most he could, that made him feel scared of falling… so he decided to swing, pushing back and forth, and only moving inches to each side, never he left that place.

He tries and tries to move, pushing and pulling, crouching and stretching like the other boys did, but no matter how many times he could see the tip of his little shoes he never moved more than a couple of inches, but he kept going, remembering the story of last night where the turtle never quit trying and ended up winning the race. So:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

Until his legs grew stronger, he gained a little speed and moved a lot more, it was funny and he was having a great time. Just like time the youngster and his new friend, Jack, decided to grab a ball and play passes in the school's backyard, it was freedom he felt although he did not know what freedom was. And he kept going:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

He swears that he reached the ninety degree and that it was a thrilling. It felt dangerous, and brave to do so great achievement, he felt proud of himself. He now could go brag to his school mates this was comparable to that time Anne de Breuil (deWinter), challenged the professors authority in the class room, he had done much more he had challenged the authority of gravity, he would tell everyone, and sure his long time friend would back him up.

But there was no time to lose he had to do it again, to make sure it wasn't a onetime thing he could do it whenever challenged. So he continued going:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

The teenager ended up reaching ninety degrees so often, it hardly matter now… He had now stronger and more powerful legs to run, making speed a great thrill. He almost let go of the swing one time, because he was going so fast, he was almost projected, but he held on tight, it wasn't yet time to departure from this funny game. Like it wasn't time to break contact with Jack and Anne, when in high school they went separate ways. But the future made way to stronger bridges being built between the three of them, and it was also rewarding because along came two G's; Ginger and Giselle.

New experiences came along, maybe too many came. It broke codes of conduct and bones, ending up with a crush in the heart of the youngster, fixed together with tape, laughter and a good summer.

But it wasn't the only Crush in the recent past of the now young adult.

Back and forth

Back and Crush

The swing gave in to the size of the once boy, once youngster, once teenager, and now young adult, it hit him hard in the head but now there was no back where to swing only front, and forth he shall march until the his legs give in to knowledge.

And now there he goes towards nowhere in search of somewhere.

Lestat of Lioncourt (the boy, the youngster, the teen, the young adult, and the old man)

Timing

Life's all about timing.

Sometimes, when something is not right, when it doesn't fit in your timeline, either because it came too early, too late, or exactly at the right moment, you should be careful about it and suspect it.
I told someone a secret (kind of a secret), let's imagine it was two days ago, and tomorrow that subject will come out in conversation with some other person, for the first time ever, with no aparent justification. Let's assume that is a delicate subject. Let's also assume those people know each other, they're good friends actually.
So... my dillema: is it just coincidence, or the timing's just not right?

For those who have no idea what this video is all about, I'll summarize.

In Portugal, one of the channels' news had been focused, for four years now, in criticizing the Prime Minister's decisions. Basically, its administration canceled the news' and fired both the journalist who were responsible for it and the channel's director. Therefore, there were rumors that the government were involved in such a decision.

To laugh at this ridiculous situation, someone made a video in which the Prime Minister is represented by Hitler.



Enjoy

l.o.l.

Molly

I'll give you one piece of advice: if you wanna see an excellent movie, don't see it on Sonny Entertainment Television...
That said, I saw Molly tonight. And it was really good! The acting was crap, and all the rest was not spectacular, but it was nice to watch.
My point is: sometimes it's fine to settle with imperfection... =)

Music in my mind

Last time we met Jack had the brilliant idea of giving each one of us a different music, so that when one of us calls he immediately knows who is it and comes running to answer the phone, or rolls to the other side of the bed and just enjoy the music.

If I were to be doing something alike, that I will not (because I can't), I've figured to be stuck in this mixed cd.

DeWinter:

1. Killer queen, Queen
   
2. Come as you are, nirvana
   
3. You're so vain, Carly Simon
   
4. I kissed a girl, Katy Perry
   
5. Mad world, Gary Jules
   
6. Come together, The Beatles
   
7. Superman, Lazlo Bane
   
8. BYOB, System of a down
   
9. Bohemian like you, The Dandy Warhol's
   
10. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, Al green
    
11. New York state of Mind, Billy Joel
    
12. Prison Sex, Tool
    
13. Wild World, Cat Stevens
    
14. That don't impress me much, Shania Twain
    
15. Soon Forget, Pearl Jam
    
16. I am mine, Pearl Jam
    
17. Pure Morning, Placebo
    
18. Losing my religion, R.E.M.
    
19. I'm a bitch, Meredith Brooks.

Jack:

1. A guy like you, Hunchback of Notre dame
   
2. Honesty, Billy Joel
   
3. You got a friend in me, Toy story
   
4. Wish you were here, Pink Floyd
   
5. Mad World, Gary Jules
   
6. With a little help from my friends, The Beatles
   
7. Superman, Five for fighting
   
8. Lonely day, System of a down
   
9. Ironic, Alanis Morissette
   
10. Working class hero, Green day
    
11. New York, New York, Frank Sinatra
    
12. Sober, Tool
    
13. First cut is the deepest, Cat Stevens
    
14. Better man, Pearl Jam
    
15. Sound of Silence, Simon & Garfunkel
    
16. I am mine, Pearl Jam
    
17. Jumper, Third Eye Blind
    
18. Around the sun, R.E.M.
    
19. I won't say, Hercules

Hope you like it,

Lestat of Lioncourt

Wake up! Shut up!

There are two things that I've learned when I was in kindergarten, that now I cannot use.

The first, and the one I most miss, is the after lunch siesta we had in those days, know there isn't even time for lunch itself.

The second is be true to your friends at all times; society doesn't let us do that for the simple reason that if that were to happen no one would have friends after the age of thirty.

Sometimes I disobey these society rulings and stay a good afternoon sleeping on the couch, or take a hard one to someone I considerer friend or at least friendly. But that's only some time, because if they catch me they say "wake up", or "shut up!" and then in both occasion they would slap me on the face.

The blog has been my getaway to the second thing I've learnt in kindergarten. But it feels like I've taken my search for a better world too far, and it got out of hand. So I'm now obliged to keep some things out of loop, for the sake of our micro environment.

It may feel like someone said to me what they meant for somebody else, like "Shut up, for God Sake! I don't want to know anymore! I don't care anymore!", But it was agreed to take things down a notch, even so.

So now, I'll left to find a hole I can sleep in the whole afternoon.

Lestat

a.N.D.E.

"I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared
After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here
(...)
Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shed but im me
I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you"

I won't say we almost died today... But we were closer than usual (it's not DeWinter's fault, it was just a distraction)
Anyway, what if? What would I leave behind, what would I have done?
I know, it's cliché, and I also know I'll be 70 and I'll be saying this exact same thing... But I can't help to feel it.
If I died today, how many people would have really known me? How many would really care? 2? 3? (if I was just injured, how many would see me in the hospital? :D )
How many is enough?

I admit it scares me... but "those who welcome death have only tried it from the ears up", I guess it's normal.

What do stars do best?

Between two lovers one asks is she's as beautiful as the most beautiful star… He answered "NO" she's not as beautiful as the most beautiful star. The girl isn't surprise for the negative answer, just for been so short and with no chance of turning to a positive one.

She stands up and slaps the poor fellow…

He doesn't react, standing there with a red glow in his left chic, he waits.

She then asks "Am I not your one true love? The one you craved the most at first sight? Do you even love me? Or is this just a game?" She starts to cry and her tears fall upon the love bed now torn.

He stands now holds her hands and calms her down, then he says "You're not as beautiful as any star, because your beauty is incomparable, there's nothing in this universe that I'll ever consider comparing to you. I now that the stars shine up high and some other men prefer them to you, they are stupid. Because, my baby, you glow in my arms, you keep me worm in times of cold hearted men, and as our bodies grow older and experienced your beauty will be immortal. Stay in my arms you silly girl, don't make more silly questions, for I'm not willing to trade you, even for a second, my thoughts will be of you forever…I love you and nothing more."

The lovers then embrace each other, for all eternity.

And what do stars do best? They glow.

Good Charlotte

Your future starts now.

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood - OP @ Yahoo! Video

I know no one will understand the lyrics, but don't bother the music is beautyful anyway, and so are the graphics.

Please enjoy

Adam Smith needs revision!

Sometimes I think about silly things. It’s easy; I don’t even need the wine.

I call them silly because the result isn’t always the greatest, although I get pretty good, from time to time.

Then I try to educate people in these ideas of mine, but sometimes I end up not being the best teacher…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2d_dtTZQyUM

Ending up creating big pandemonium and confusion. I’ll learn one day to do things better, but until then just hold on…

"Arrivederci"

Really, really good! So typical of him. It's this feeling of preverse fun while strong, grotesc, visual evil is on the screen, that Tarantino mastered so well, that makes me love his movies.