29 December 2012

Auld Lang Syne - Lea Michele

One amazing song with the voice of Lea Michele I wanted to share before the year ends. I don't know what is so special and magic about New Year's Eve, but it is. New Year is a symbol to ending what's past and gone and starting fresh.

28 December 2012

Cloud Atlas

I happened to be intrigued by this movie. I never read the book. The trailer had some nice graphics, but the story was so confusing that it seemed like a nice movie to watch from the beginning. I can't say it's a great movie, but the concept is very good. I had to have wikipedia helping me out with all the characters and their worlds, but it was an exciting movie.
Now, I wish I could find the soundtrack somewhere. I mean, I don't know if the background theme music is the Cloud Atlas sextet, it sure was simple, yet absolutely beautiful. For now, here are some of my favourite quotes from the movie (not the book, since I haven't read it yet.)

"Truth is singular. Its versions are mistruths." Somni-451

"Our lives and our choices, each encounter, suggest a new potential direction. Yesterday my life was headed in one direction. Today, it is headed in another. Fear, belief, love, phenomena that determined the course of our lives. These forces begin long before we are born and continue long after we perish." Isaac Sachs

"What is any ocean but a multitude of drops?" Adam Ewing

"Our lives are not our own. From womb to tumb, we are bound to others, past and present; and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future" Somni-451

18 December 2012

Shin sekai yori

Just wanted to share a great piece of music, from a very entertaining Anime.


There are a number of things we take for granted. We think, talk and move. Being able to raise a hand or take a step is something we do without thinking, and yet, insignificant things like those are not granted. One of my hobbies, not my favorite one, but most definitely the most meaningful one is to find big wonders in small things in life.
Like I promised, I read "Warm bodies" before watching the movie. The book is a really soft and entertaining reading. The insight of a human that realized his limitations were a very interesting point. I mean, I talk, and think and move and remember. Not everybody does. My mother doesn't. She has a very serious health problem which sometimes makes her forget things, sometimes say unthinkable things. And many many times, she can't express what is on her mind. I mean, I can understand what she wants to say, but her words are randomly put together, not obey word order, many times suppressing a lot of syllables, or even words. She can't walk straight, she can't walk staircases. She gets dizzy if she turns her head in a normal speed. She can't write because she has no command of her right hand, and she used to be dexterous. 
Today, I am alive, not only I am alive, I'm also healthy (at least for now). I can think, talk, walk, write, eat all on my own. The miracle of wanting to move a finger and being able to do so is one thing worth to remember. The miracle of expressing ourselves and to be understood is something great.
Miracles do happen, daily. 

14 December 2012


Here was I looking at my failed experiment and thinking about what the hell I am doing here. I mean, this isn't exactly the kind of life I wanted.
If I truly ask myself what is my dream now, I wouldn't know what to say. If I think seriously about my career, then I'd say going to college was certainly a good decision. But then again, if I think about my personality and my happiness, I realize now that going to college is the worst thing I've done so far. Actually going to regular school is the worst thing I've done. Up until high school it was still somewhat ok, because I had enough free time to nurture other skills, but college is a whole different level.
Regular school and its system of teaching isn't up to date anymore. I can't say all, but most of the subjects I take doesn't help me to develop skills. We are taught stuff we could easily find on the internet (some times not so easily, but nonetheless, accessible). We are forced to memorize and memorize and memorize some more. I'm not saying it's not important. It is, but that's not all we can and should do. More than that, we should think and be creative.
Crisis? What? Be creative! Create jobs, create money flow!
But how to create?! College certainly doesn't help. I find myself getting dumber and dumber with all the pressure to memorize the content for each class and each exam. I want to create, I want to design and experiment, I want to write a novel, I want to draw and I want to build something, but I can't. Mostly because if I find some time among my busy day it would be to study and study some more. Sometimes, when my head complains, I give it a rest, which is well needed.
Don't blame us for being stupid. You are all to blame as well. Teachers who mock students for asking stupid questions or getting the wrong answers and the worst. My college teachers wonder why we don't participate in class. Gotta wonder, if you are wrong you are mocked once and twice and some more. If you ask something really obvious, you get mocked some more. And if you intervene to correct a mistake the teacher made, you get a poisonous remark of being stupid or the teacher would just ignore you or they would still say they were right. In rare occasions, I do see some teachers actually correcting their mistakes, but they a slowly starting to be an extinct species. My conclusion: Why bother?
Of course we are at fault too, for not seeking to create on our own even when the environment is not favorable. Weeds have a way of striving even in the most harsh conditions, and so should we. But then again, we need to have time for that. Society needs us all to be more creative, but the current society itself doesn't favor it, so that is definitely not an easy task.
I remember my first dream. I wanted to be a scientist, and I wanted to create a train that would go through the center of the earth to travel between the two hemispheres. I don't remember who was the adult that I first told this concept about. But the first thing that came out of that person was: That's impossible.
Tell me about it!!! If it was possible, I wouldn't want to create that, no?! Ok, it's impossible, but so were flying. Aircrafts were a mere dream five hundred years ago. The second person I told was a bit more receptive. He/she asked how I would do that. Of course back then I was somewhat around ten maybe, and I had no idea about physics, chemistry and lots of other stuff. Asking that to a ten year old would do much good. But asking how was a good start I think. Then, along the years I let it slide and forgot all about it, until I saw the movie Total Recall.
I had more than this one dream or idea, I had lots of them. I'm the kind of person who never runs out of ideas. But, life hasn't been very kind to me or I haven't been quite responsible to myself on letting those ideas come true. I'm sure tons of people are just like me, with ideas, but with no means or time to put them to use.
People do complain about our lack of creativity, specially teachers. But the thing is, we all complain and do nothing. That's our worst characteristic. It's almost (ALMOST) human nature.

All right, I failed. No worries. Next time I'll do better. Or, if I do realize that what I'm doing is not something I like, then I should just stop doing that. I'm not too late to change. We are never too late to change. I will let today sink in and set to find my new dream.
A dream, a goal, a target, a finishing line. And after that, the next one, and the one after that. Life is to be lived to the fullest. Because
yesterday has already gone and tomorrow has yet to come. But Today is a gift.

8 December 2012

Christmas spirit

Suddenly it's December and it's cold. I mean reaallly cold. And now, I feel like the christmas spirit is sinking in. This week, I went through a shopping spree. I bought a set of earrings, a nice pair of boots for myself and a pair of pants for my father. Also, I've been enjoying doing some origami in my spare time. My latest acquisition was a christmas ornament, but unfortunately, due to my lack of red paper, it turned out somewhat too ordinary. But none the less, I'm in high spirits, and I intend to keep it so for the week. Though I do know it is going to take a bit of an effort due to the upcoming lab exams.

2 December 2012

November gone

November was supposed to be my most hellish month every year, but this year, things are different. Turns out that December will be my hellish month for at least this year and the next. Meaning, November gone, December is here, and so I should be hella busy studying. I'm sort of freaking out right now because I'm going to have lab exams to which I have no idea how to pass. And, honestly, I can absolutely not flunk any of them. I've never ever flunked any exam before (except for the very much expected piano exam). And, after these many years of stuggling in the system and coping with it, I can't afford to flunk one now. My mind hasn't really been into the contents of my classes, which is the reason I'm stressing. I never tried to do so many things at the same time. It reminds me just a bit of my first two highschool years. The only difference is, now, even though I have roughly the same amount of things to do, I have to take more responsibility for them. So, the sun is shining like there's no tomorrow, and I shall go on my routine trip. I do hope that I can manage to have everything studied and known on time. But one thing is to hope, another thing is to do. Hoping eventually, if you are really really lucky, will get things done. But doing or at least getting started, will probably increase substantially the chances that things will go as we want them to go. Though change is way quicker than the plans, it's always good to know what we are doing and hold some cards on our hand.

23 November 2012

Having Fun

In daily life, fewer and fewer people stop to look around at little things in life that makes it so amazing. Working more time doesn't mean it's more productive. I am the proof of that. If I study two hours in the morning, two in the afternoon and two more at night, I can remember way more things than if I had been studying all day long, which makes it roughly ten hours. Instead of studying in those four hours spare, I could go out and have fun. Having fun is important. The brain gets tired too. Boredom is psychological, but weariness is not. Doing sport is a great way to turn off that part of the brain we use to work or study. It's not exactly turn off, but the result is the same.
Being satisfied is a great way to motivate one to do something. Being happy is also a great way to be efficient.
This week I started to attend a language center. I was really nervous for the first session. But it turned out all well. After the session, I was totally drawn by the rain and arrived home dripping water. But, I was satisfied. Not exactly happy (I don't like being wet and cold), but satisfied. My studies didn't exactly proceed as I expected, but they went well, and I found myself more awake than usually. I realized that the hour and half I spent in the language center and the hour I took going there and coming back, for that two hours and so, I was unconnected to the world. I forgot my problems, I forgot my agenda, I forgot what I had ahead of me. I forgot everything and concentrated one hundred percent on what I was doing. And arriving home was like stepping back into the world again. I felt totally refreshed and very much motivated to study, which these days seem to be a rare event.
Me attending the language center began in my busiest week, which wasn't so convenient. But nonetheless, it was the best thing I could have done this semester. Besides, the language center has a piano that I can play! I'm so glad I now have a place I can play piano again! That alone would make all my hard work worthwhile. Now, my next task is to find time to fit piano training into my packed schedule.
I'm loving this so much I fear my school grades are going to drop. But I hope not, because I'm felling ubermotivated right now XD!

20 November 2012


It's amazing how one can do much more when they have that many things to do. The more you try to do, the more you get done. That only show how adaptive we are. Of course that has a certain limit, but in general, busy people tend to accomplish and get more things done than people who do things in their own time.
I can't consider myself a busy person since I'm writing right now. But I do have a lot of essays and presentations to finish. I have including a 25-minute presentation powerpoint to do, all on my own, because my partner decided to ignore me. Oh, well.
I did get a lot of things done this weekend, but I'm so exhausted I can feel my brain slowing down. I'm in some serious need of sleep. I hope I get to finish everything I have to do on wednesday, because otherwise, things will probably not end well for me.
Let me see, tomorrow I have presentation to finish, begin another one and read 3 articles. Sounds good. Oh, and a report to complete. I'll be very optimistic and believe that I'll be able to accomplish all that.

18 November 2012


Gravity was what made Newton's apple fall. Gravity is what pulls thing down, pulls things together. Living on Earth, one is expected to fall. Falling is inevitable... or not. Metaphorically saying, if you screw up in life, you are destined to fall. And I have to say it is absolutely unbelievable how low and deep one can fall, there's just no end to it. Once you begin, it's a spiral downwards deeper and deeper, no deepest. I have to admit, I started spiraling down five years ago when I quit music. It was the best thing I did, for one year. The next year, I could tell, something was wrong. Now, I clearly know I need to change, but it's not easy. Just like gravity pulls down, and it's easier to walk downstairs than up. In life, it's way easier to fall than to get up again. Difficult, but not impossible, that's what actually matters. It's all good as long as there is a way around.

I've been struggling and trying to find my way back. Not exactly back, because what's done can't be undone and what past has past forever. I had my issues and relapses, until today. I met my best friend. We had dinner with a bunch of acquaintances and had a really long talk afterwards. We talked about the actualities, school and other stuff. We talked about people wouldn't move forward, who would complain but do nothing. And what she said next made me feel guilty. She said, she was becoming like that. She said she was changing a bit towards that. And I realized, how much of an influence one can exert on another. I've considered her my best friend and confidant for nine years. To other people, I have always been a big sister to her. To me, I just felt I had someone with common interests to talk with. Today, I came to realize, how I was influencing her and how bad an example I was making. 'Do what I say, don't do what I do'? That's bull. I can't complain about other people. I'm spiraling downwards myself. Maybe I should look more into myself instead of looking at others. I should also look up instead of looking down. Looking down is not good. it's just a self-condescending position you take when you want to find excuses for not doing things. If you think, I can do better than him, you are wrong. What you should be thinking is, I can't do better than him. If you look down, you are bound to go down. Eyes are there to guide people. You tend to go where you are looking at. So,
Look up!
Everyone is entitled to do that. Everyone has the ability to do that. But it's not everyone that has the will to do it. That, is what makes the difference. Up we go. Today, I AM NOT LOOKING DOWN.

16 November 2012

Rocket science

here I am, 8AM in the morning again. I'm doing some final checks on my essay on Nanodiagnostics and Nanotherapeutics. When people hear Nano, they think, oh science and technology and all kinds of fascinating but incomprehensible things. But then, when you get to really know what nanotechnology is, you get to say, it's simpler than I thought. It's not rocket science. Indeed it's not it just needs a lot of patience, calm and perseverance, which is something I don't have right now. I spent an entire 12 hours this week to write half of my essay, another 3 hours last week I spent brooding over how write stuff down. Plus nearly an hour a day for the entire week to search for part to assemble on my design.
The aim of the essay was to assemble a nanoparticle that contains an antitumoral agent to target brain tumors. Lack of ideas is definitely not my problem, because I have this very very flamboyant kind of imagination. I like to make things very complicated, and very simple and engineered at the same time, but the problem is, to what extent that is applicable. I thought of many things, research on each and every one of them, discarded so many I can't seriously remember all. If I had a few more days, maybe I could come with another brilliant idea, but I think that's enough. Finally, yesterday midnight, I got to finish my essay. After long hours of working on this, I can say I'm finally done.
It's mid November! I'm proud I'm finally done with one of my assignments. Next three weeks and going to be seriously hard to get by. Lots of oral presentations, projects and above all, lab exams are coming. My research project on biochemistry is not going well. I just screwed the second experiment of the year. I hate when things don't go not the least as planned. But let's focus on what's done, not on what's to be done. One step and a time, and we will walk out of this freakish semester! XD

12 November 2012

Rocket in the sky

8AM in the morning and I've already seen something to light my day. Well, other than the amazing sunshine, which of course always rises my spirits. I wish I had my camera with me. I was just sitting here trying to study when I heard this sound a lot like a rocket lauching. I look up, and there is something up high in the sky leaving two straight white trails. I was pretty sure it was an aircraft, but it sure didn't look like so. Its cruising speed was amazing so, to me, if that was an aircraft, either it was running (in this case flying) really late or it was military grade. The bright white trail seemed to gleam. It was particularly funny because there were so few clouds this morning, so the origin of that trail, I thought, must be the aircraft itself.
Then again, I look up and watch the clouds with a bit more attention than last time. I just happened to see one looking like a huge bird, opening the wings, to fly or maybe to scare a foe. Was the foe the aircraft that invaded his sky? I wonder.
It's the begining of a new day. And maybe the skies foretell me that this is going to be a fun day.



Zombie plague attacks

The vampire reign is ending and a new era begins. After the vampire empire dominating the book and cinema market, the zombie plague begins! Today, I saw a trailer for the theatrical adaptation of the very famous "warm bodies". I once read a book critic say that they were turning traditional horror stories in romances. Some were delighted, some were not so much. I have to say, however it turns out, it's always worth a try before judging the thing. I did read Twilight and I did actually like it. I didn't love it, but it was a good book. I sure would love to read warm bodies too. Right now, I just don't have that much time, but I'll definitely try my best to read the book before setting my foot on the theatres. I laughed so much with the trailer. Even though thinking about a zombie falling in love sure is strange, the fairytale itself seems really nice to me. Even though it's not much, the funny trailer really made my day. That and the amazing sun shine.

10 November 2012


Today I walked by my high school. I was returning home and had to walk a different route. I have passed that street several times, but never during the academic year. I haven't really been to my high school since I graduated. The year next to that, my high school went through some construction and remodeling and is now renewed. But I never got to see how it was inside. I never seem to be around enough time to have a visit. Today, at 6 pm, I walked by that familiar street again. Many students were standing outside talking, waiting for their parents to come and pick them up or just enjoying some time after class. The unfamiliar faces reminded me of my high school times when I used to be the one standing there, among others talking and waiting for my friends to walk home with me. As I got nearer the main gate, I saw someone sitting there playing the guitar. The sound of music brings back memories. Memories of a time I hurried around just to be in time for my music lessons. Old times go, new times come. Today, I hurry around all the day just to stay on track of my little life. Just a piece of unknown music and a familiar sight totally made my day. It was great to bring up some memories, but memories are still just memories and it isn't great to dwell too much on them. So, tomorrow, let it come, new day, new fight and new fun!

9 November 2012

If I die young


Today was overall a depressing day for little me. Reason? Simple. Rain. I can't help but feel depressed when it's raining. It's not about the gray color of the sky, it's just the water, and some times, the cold.
In the afternoon, during the rare occasion that sun decided to show up, I went shopping. Distracted I was, until I walked by a park. A rainbow drew across the trees and buildings. It was the most well defined perfect rainbow I've seen in years. It was beautiful. And that was the best thing that happened to me today.
Arriving home, I wished I could make myself cry. I was in the mood of making myself cry, but not of sadness. I wished something would make me feel so glad I'm alive that I tear up. Unfortunately, I didn't find it today. Sometimes, something as simple as a pop song could make cry over and over again. A few days ago, I hear Mine, by Taylor Swift. A simple, soft beat song, but I felt moved and touched. It somehow made me feel that even when we see things gray, they may not be so. There is still hope in the chaos.
My wish didn't come true today. Well, gladly, I still have tomorrow.

7 November 2012

Behind smiles

Walking down the street, I see, people everywhere. Once before I heard people say you can't be more alone in the middle of a crowd. It's true. Here goes little me today, walking through the streets and alleys of this busy city, entertained with my own thoughts. Suddenly I notice that it's a sunny day, among lots of rainy and depressing days. And thus, all my thoughts were kicked a thousand miles away. I started looking around, observing, searching for some small insignificant thing to lighten my day.
Suddenly, a sight drew my mind to a few minutes ago. What I saw was a person smiling as a greeting to another. That simple. what it did was that it flashed my mind to a few minutes ago when I was doing exactly the same thing to a friend of mine, despite my mind being full of worries. Behind the smiles of everyone around, there may be something else going on. Everyone has their own share of problems. World is not fair, no. But everyone, but a fool, has their own share of things to worry about and brood over. Although, everyone has problems to deal with, it is also true that a smile can do a lot of things. A smile lightens the mood. A smile brings warmth. A smile hides the problem underneath. And maybe, with a lot of smiles, the worries won't make one frown so much. Worry and stress is bad for the health, a smile is not. A smile brings positive emotions, and lots of smiles will end up influencing the general mood.
Today, the best little thing that happened to me was to realize that, a smile on a person doesn't mean that they're doing great in life, but even though they have issues to deal with, they keep smiling.
Smile to me, smile to the world, smile to life.

7 October 2012



6 September 2012

Campanha livros Grátis

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24 July 2012

Hear Me (Chinese with english subs)

The most beautiful misunderstanding I've ever seen. Call it a modern day fairy tale, call it too perfect to be true, but it won't change the fact that this movie shows the beauty in people.

21 July 2012


I've always been the kind of person one would call a book worm. I don't just read books, I devour them. Actually, now, I do that with nearly every kind of entertainment. So it's no surprise that one of my favorite places is a bookstore. There is this nice big bookstore in the shopping center in town. In the lack of anything better to do, I went to take a look at the new books. The thing that caught most of my attention is probably the fact there are so many books that could have been there age ago, but now, they are in a different shelf, bearing a different cover. Some of them were marked as recommended reading or bookstore suggestion.

Tendencies and trends are more and more common. Sometimes, it's nice to go with the flow. Because when you see the reasoning of such trends, you might agree with it and adopt it. But when catching the latest tendency starts to grow like a snow ball, things don't look so fun to me anymore.
What prompted me to this was the fact that half of the current literature aiming either for kids or young adults or even mature adults involves one or more of the following: vampires, zombies, werewolves. When you turn to TV shows and movies, you see exactly the same. God, this has to stop! (And I don't even believe in god.) I don't judge books before reading them. I'm not much of a fan of vampires or zombies. And they are what constitutes the mainstream now. It's not like all of those books are bad, but some of them only sell because they have vampire or zombie or werewolves stamped into their synopsis. I have to say. I read several of them, and some are really crappy stories. Just because night creatures are trendy now doesn't mean you have to catch that wave. It doesn't mean that you won't judge what you read and what you see for its own value. Going for the trendy things is the easy way. But doesn't that make you a little bit of a lazy person?
Do we have to be this lacking in personality and reasonable thinking?

Doesn't trends show a huge lack of creativity?
Just because 90% of the people in class thinks the answer is A doesn't mean A is the correct answer.
Just because ten people wear red clothes doesn't mean you have to wear red clothing.
Just because there is one good book about vampires doesn't mean all books about vampires are good.
Just because there are tons of bad fairytale reinterpretations doesn't mean all of the are bad.
Trends only exist because people feed them.


The 6 Creepiest Places on Earth (Part 2) | Cracked.com

"The Doll island is totally sleep wrecking."
Whether it's due to their bizarre histories, suspicious coincidences or good ol' human insanity, these are the locations even the die-hardest of atheists wouldn't venture into without a crucifix and a Super Soaker full of Pope-blessed water.

The 6 Creepiest Places on Earth | Cracked.com

Don't believe in ghosts? Well these places will make even the most jaded skeptic poop his pants.

17 June 2012

Porto Book Fair 2012

First things first, Robert Muchamore finds chinese names easier to spell than portuguese names! That was unexpected for me. So, today was the first of two days book signing event in Porto Book Fair. There was a huge queue for Robert Muchamore, which is quite understandable. I mean, his books are kinda amazing. It surely is the kind of book that has the whole new concept of child spies. Not like Spy Kids, where they use all these amazing gadgets and stuff, but something more connected to the real world. When I first started reading it, it was also in a book fair. I was just walking around looking and trying to spot something interesting worth reading, like I always do at book fairs. I spotted a book having the same name of a movie I watched and liked back then. It was called The Recruit, and out of curiosity, I opened the book to see if it was the same story from the movie. It wasn't. But the concept was new and the writing style easy to read, so I told a friend of mine that that book might be one worth keeping in mind for future reading. Truth is, later that year, in the summer, I read the whole book and loved it. Back then, not many people knew about the book or the author, and I had to wait one year and a half or something like that for the second book to get translated. But, luckily for me, the books started to get more attention and translation personnel from Porto Editora seemed to be working extra hard to get the books out. I'm so glad they did so. After all, waiting to read something you look forward to, it's a bit agonizing. Moving on, I had to wait an hour in queue, but it was fun. The author was really nice and we had a very short chat. The book he signed for me today wasn't mine, it was a favor I was doing to my neighbor and best friend. But I got a picture taken with him and one of my friends. Me and that friend, who hadn't read any of his books yet, made a promise that the next, if he was to come again, that we'd go again, me with a different book, and her having read at least one of the books and bringing her own copy of a book. There were many kids were a black Cherub T-shirt. It made me smile, it was kinda funny to see so many 'accomplished agents' running around and playing. I wish they'd issue t-shirts of other colors too. I mean, I'd probably want to get an orange one or maybe a white one. Now, I'm really looking forward to read Shadow Wave and People's Republic, just hope they get translated quickly, or I'd have to get my hands on someone who has an english copy of the books.

14 June 2012

Life In A Day

It's a beautiful documentary. I cried after watching. It's one of the best movies I ever saw. Because it's real, because it's so true. We are all just people, here, there, everywhere.
We live our ordinary days and tend to fail at seeing that life itself is a miracle. The fact that we are alive, today, it's something to be grateful for.

4 June 2012


Did I ever mention seagulls around my house?
I've been living in a very nice place at the top floor in the building. The place is an attic, but ti's full of light so I like it. the only catch was that I can hear way too well the seagulls, the sparrows and the dog barks.
Here I am, complaining a bit again. Because I love those birds and I love to hear them, but when one of them suddenly decides to knock on my window non-stop for the last week, my pacience burns dry.
On saturday, I didn't even have half an hour of silence until around 10pm. And I needed to study for the upcoming exams.
Yesterday, the gull was banging on my window again. I couldn't understand why that particular seagull wouldn't fly away even when I shooed it with a newspaper in my hand. So, I found a table and climb on and looked around. I was a nest behind one of the chimneys... And three cute little gulls walkings around the roof. Damn, I have little gulls taking a walk on my roof! No wonder the big gull wouldn't go away. Happens that Wikipedia tells me that the mother or parents tend the little gulls for one or two weeks after hatching. So I don't know when it hatched, but one or two more weeks of the knocking/banging on my window will get me crazy.
Today, it started around 5.30 in the morning! I couldn't even sleep straight! When it starts banging non-stop I just wish I could have something to kill the gull. But then I start feeling bad 'cause it's just trying to protect the kids. But hey, does that gull have to be that stupid? The window doesn't attack birds. I do! And I only do because that gull attcks the window insistently. Hello?! Stop attacking the window and no one will bother the happy little family.
I just wish the little ones would grow fast and just leave. I can't possibly take two weeks of this noise and not flunk my exams. Ah, too bad I don't have camera, I sure would liked taking a picture of those cute little devils that are having their parents drive me crazy.

22 May 2012

Never throw these things away - Yahoo! Finance UK

Never throw these things away - Yahoo! Finance UK

Simple tips on how to re-use stuff you have! Go recycling. The wallet appreciates the effort.

19 May 2012


Curiosamente, devo ser uma daquelas pessoas azarentas que acerta sempre na lotaria dos infortúnios. Posso até trazer muita sorte para todos os que me rodeiam, mas a mim, calha-me sempre os acontecimentos mais bizarros.
A origem deste pequena reflexão foi um bilhete de avião que reservei no site da TAP. Digamos que me tive de agarrar com unhas e dentes àquele bilhete. Bastou um pequeno refresh para um outro bilhete mais barato ter sido reservado por outra pessoa. Esta não é a parte interessante, o que se passa é que paguei o bilhete, que por sinal era mesmo mesmo muito muito muito caro e a resposta que recebo é uma falha na emissão do bilhete.
Saltando as partes de incredulidade, stress e preocupação à mistura com alguma confusão, lá consegui encontrar a razão na gestão de reservas. Eis o que me apareceu: A companhia aérea cancelou um dos voos na sua reserva, por favor contacte a sua agência para mais informações.
Depois de algumas tentativas de contactar com a TAP, lá me atenderam. Devo dizer que foram realmente muito simpáticos e prestáveis. A situação é, que a Air China (ou terá sido outra companhia?) cancelou esse voo e agora, a TAP espera confirmação dessa situação e irá proceder a alterações de modo que a viagem se possa fazer.
Só mesmo eu para ter marcado uma viagem num voo que não existe.
Perguntava-me a mim mesma o que raio fazia um voo que não existia em praticamente todos os sites de reservas online. O único motor de busca onde essa viagem já não aparecia era a Edreams.
Depois recebi uma chamada da TAP a sugerir fazer umas alterações na minha reserva. Até aí tudo bem, dentro dos limites, já estava à espera disso. O mais ridículo ainda está para vir.
O senhor que estava a tratar disso liga-me meia hora mais tarde com isto,
Minha senhora, o voo que reservou existe, vai ter um lugar no avião, o avião também vai voar. Existe é um problema técnico, que o voo não está no nosso sistema e por isso é que não está a emitir os bilhetes. (e mais algum bla bla bla...)
Como raio é que é possível haver um voo que aparentemente existe em quase todos os sítios, menos no sistema da TAP?! Isto não é só um bocadinho ligeiramente absurdo?

11 May 2012


Há muito que não tinha uma noite destas. Chegar a casa à uma e meia da manhã e vir cheia de pica... para estudar.
Há gente para tudo e eu sou das aves raras que vem com pica para estudar depois de uma festa. Não fui à queima, mas sinto-me quase como se tivessse ido.
Hoje foi o primeiro dia das conferências do I3S. Para mim foi mais convívio do que aprender. Estava difícil eu conseguir entender tudo do que se falava. O dia foi agradável, aproveitou-se o solzinho para ir dar um salto à praia. Tive uma das raras noites de convívio. Foi uma sensação estranha estar à mesa com os meus professores e estarmos todos a conversar e a rir na maior. Senti-me ligeiramente pressionada, é certo. Era sem dúvida a pessoa mais ignorante, mais nova e com menos publicações de entre todos os que estavam presentes. Aliás, não tenho nem uma publicação, e sinceramente estou com preguiça para trabalhar numa.
Depois do jantar fomos para uma esplanada saborear um bocado o mar, a música e o ambiente nocturno. Voltei de boleia e agora aqui estou para aqui sentada em frente ao computador a tentar estudar. Coisa absurda. Mas o que realmente me faz ter vontade de estudar é o sentido de culpa, por ter gasto tanto tempo a fazer nenhum e a divertir-me, enquanto que provavelmente muitas outras pessoas estão a tentar fazer alguma coisa na vida. Já sei que amanhã o mais provável é não me conseguir levantar, mas isso é assunto para amanhã. Enquanto ainda estou aqui com o efeito do café (que raramente tomo), vamos fazer a noite render.
Se calhar devia ir a mais festas como uma estratégia para me fazer estudar. Pergunto-me se isso seria uma boa solução. Se calhar é para isso que exista a queima.

5 May 2012

Inquérito sobre a Medicina Tradicional Chinesa em Portugal

Alunos da Faculdade de Farmácia da Universidade do Porto estão a fazer uma recolha de dados sobre o conhecimento da Medicina Tradicional Chinesa e o recurso à sua terapia em Portugal. Por favor colabore no estudo. Obrigado!

20 April 2012

12 April 2012

Akanishi Jin

One day, I remembered I once had an idol name Akanishi Jin. Whe I first came across this name was on the J-drama Yukan Club. He portraited Shochikubai Miroku. The character was funny, and the ending theme song was a KAT-TUN song, a band which he was a member of. I did check another of his works, Anego. I have to say, it wasn't bad. Those days, I was in a drama spree so, I saw Gokusen too.
Once I get my eyes on something, I get sort of obssessed with it for at least a while. For about four months, my idol was Akanishi Jin and I went through almost all of his work I could find on the internet.
After that, I forgot about him. Most of my obssessions are temporary. So that was just another one.

This year, what was my surprise when I got on youtube and found none other than Akanishi Jin in the USA, hitting the charts with a no.1 single. He did concerts with music that he did not release yet and they were all sold out. I knew he was a star. People do listen to foreign music, and KAT-TUN was frequently on Oricon no.1 too. It seemed a bit obvious that he would succeed in the States. But what really caught me was not the work. I don't really care. In the entertainment industry, what's good for one may very well not be good for other. What really amazed me was the fact that he worked all his way to the States. Be his work good or bad, not many people can say they managed to survive and thrive in the different environment and different rules.

I look up to him not for the looks of him or what people say of him, but for what he stands for, what he represents. The hard work, the courage and the spirit.

29 March 2012

Cat Street

Last week, I attended some talkings in the new buildings of my faculty. Recently, I also changed to a new place. What was my suprise when on my way home at midnight, I find myself walking in the middle of what seems to be dozens of cats. Yellow, spotty, white, black, calico, there must be at least one of each kind, I think. As I walked, and looked at the cats, some looked back, some didn't give a damn. All I could think was, Wow, what a cat gathering is going on here.
But, it was not really a cat gathering, I think. The next day, I returned home a bit earlier, and half past ten or so. The street was yet again filled with cats. Not as many as the day before, but still lots of them. Maybe it wasn't time yet for the others to come join them. On the second day, I thought, I live in Cat Street! And the third day confirmed my thoughts.

Cat Street is actually the name of a manga. It tells the story of four people in a special academy and how their dreams came true, after a failure in life. In the end, it refers to a certain place in France, I think where cats gathered and one of them ordered bronze cat statues to remind them of those cats. I believe that was the idea.

So, here I am, walking in a street that in everything resembles the Cat Street, except for the part that the cats were not really on the rooftops.

18 March 2012


Tenho de começar por dizer, NUNCA, mas nunca mesmo ouvi música chinesa de tão má qualidade. CAO BEI e música chinesa não combinam.
Achei que estava no mesmo de uma piada de muito mau gosto. Até mesmo aqueles concursos de talento têm melhor música.
O que aconteceu foi o seguinte. Hoje fui ao lançamento de um livro onde a minha mãe colaborou como co-autora. Havia uma artista (estive para considerar pôr aspas, porque sinceramente, não a queria reconhecer como artista) que ia apresentar umas peças em português e mandarim. A razão por que decidi ir com a minha família foi porque queria ouvir música chinesa. Mas o que me esperava era pura e simplesmente um espetáculo de horrores. A pior música chinesa que alguma vez ouvi. Achei que ela cantava bem melhor fado do que as música chinesas propriamente ditas. Disseram-me depois que ela era muito conhecida, que até tinha aparecido na televisão e tudo. Decidi investigar e satisfazer a minha curiosidade. Como é possível que alguém que canta tão mal seja bem vinda neste raio de sítio?!
Tenho de dizer que o fado que ela canta, não é mau de todo, acho eu. Mas, eu não só especialista em fado, por isso pouco tenho a dizer. Mas as canções em chinês também foram melhores que as que eu ouvi hoje, mas mesmo assim, não são grande coisa. Reconheço o mérito das pessoas quando o merecem, mas acho que ela não o merece. Tudo bem, que ela fez um esforço no sentido de interacção cultural, mas cantar mal não se justifica. Se ela não consegue cantar bem aquele tipo de melodias, que escolhesse outro tipo de canções. É como se alguém tentasse enganar chineses a cantar uma interpretação terrível de Mariza, Amália Rodrigues ou Pedro Abrunhosa ou qualquer outro artista português de renome. Lembro-me também do Iberanime OPO 2011, onde convidaram a MOON KANA do Japão para vir actuar. Para quem foi ao evento, penso que seria um ultraje à cultura japonesa considerar a actuação da artista como representativa de música japonesa. É preciso muita lata para vir actuar e apresentar uma barbaridade destas.

Nem todas pessoas conseguem cantar bem todos os tipos de música. Os timbres de voz são diferentes e há música que não são adequadas para serem cantadas com certos timbres. Outra coisa muito importante é que, não desafinar não é o mesmo que cantar bem. Posso não ser músico de profissão, mas orgulho-me de ter tido uma educação em música e de conseguir reconhecer boa música quando a ouço.
Sinto-me ultrajada quando me tentam vender falsificações e quando me tentam enganar. Se o tivessem feito com sucesso, eu não teria reparado, obviamente. Mas como falharam, sinto uma necessidade de desabafar. (Não que sirva de muito.)

29 February 2012


Our new faculty buildings are ready (not so ready in my opinion) to use! The thing about moving to a new faculty building is that, no matter how people give you guided tours, you never seem to manage to find you way to the right room in time. Today, I got a peek of our new theory class rooms, that are rather say, austere and maybe a bit depressing and claustrophobic. I ran into a few of my schoolmates and we went for a walk to explore our new school and the garden that was right next to it. One of the funny things that happened was that after we roundtripped the garden and was near the exit, one of us, say, M asked C, do you know what that place is? (He pointed at a white building right next to the garden, expecting to hear, that's our school.) But... here is the answer: I don't know, a nursing home? Seriously?! I mean, I prbably wouldn't recognize the building as our school yet, but a nursing home? Then what would we be? Elders?
And that wasn't yet the highlight of the day.

Among us, there was one girl that have never been to that garden. And the garden I'm refering to is Palácio de Cristal/Pavilhão Rosa Mota. She's been here as long as I am (that is about three years), maybe even longer, but she's never been to the garden?! How's that even possible?! Even I have been to that garden, me! Who only goes out when invited (and stuff...) So that's the reason why we roundtripped the garden. (I'm pretty sure that round trip doesn't exist as a verb, but whatever.) We wanted her to see the male peacocks in the garden, we got to see them nearly at the end of our trip. The cute thing is that the peacock, as pretentious as it is (like J said), lifted its tail feathers like a fan. Besides the peacock, a couple of ducklings were trying to find something under water showing their cute butts and two funny paws rowing the water.

Between the fuzz and excitement of a new school, there is also the desperation of trying to find a cheap place near our new school. I mean, why does our school has to move from the city center to the heart of city center? Apartments are SO freaking expensive! Finding a new place to stay and actually getting to stay there is revealing to be a battle. And on the battlefield stands little me agaisnt most of my colleagues. I mean, we all want to come live near the school, right? My particular case is rather difficult since I have to try find a place near the lab where I'm supposed to be doing my project, but oh well, we'll see. I'm in serious need of seven league boots.

8 February 2012

Supernatural: the French mistake

I've been watching the TV series Supernatural recently. Trying to catch up all the 7 seasons. So, today I chose the episode 15 from season 6: The French mistake, where Dean and Sam are sent to a world where they are Jensen and Jared. I have to say this episode is soooo freaking hilarious. I've only seen 10 minutes of the episode so far, but haven't stopped laughing yet.
I mean the actual concept of this episode is great. But for an actor, I wonder how is it like, to be acting as himself. Or rather, acting like the character that has to acting like the actor. Wow, that's a bit mind frying. So basically Jensen Ackles has to act as Dean, who on the other hand has to act like Jensen. And Jared has to do the same with character Sam. No wonder I like this episode so much. World inside a world. nerve cracking and mind frying, but all the more fun to watch.

25 January 2012

"Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself."
in «Nikita»

21 January 2012

A cat's talk

Finally exams are over. So my friends and I went for a cup of tea. There we sat and talked.
The tea house had lots of cats, most of them looked stray. But there was a black one with a collar. Me and my friends were happily chatting when the cat with a collar decided to join us. The black cat ran across the ground between the tables and stood there on a bench beside of the customers, with its eyes wide open in a stare. A moment later, it was gone again. Then, we heard it. A meow. then, again, and again, and again and again. We turned around and there they were. Two black cats. One of them, a stray was just sitting quietly, but one with the collar kept going on a continuous caterwaul. Zorro, the cat with collar that my friends named afterwards jokingly, sat and stood, aproached and back away from the unknow stray black cat for about entire 10 minutes. Our unknown cat, which a friend of mine determined was a female, was a total ice block, completely ignoring Zorro's behavior. It seemed like, we unexpectedly landed in the middle of a mating process. I mean, it is Winter, it is not eactly known as a mating season, but...
After 10 minutes of continuous caterwaul that sounded more like a baby's cry, Zorro, finally gave up. It left a few steps, and then jumped over the wall. After it left, we heard a very low piercing sound. Then we realized it was the unknown cat. It was hissing. Maybe that's why our galant Zorro finally understood he was not welcome and left.
It was a nice afternoon spent in the tea house, with an unexpected out of season show that totally made my day.
Tomorrow there is more, for I'll probably be trying to catch the sunrise, again.

11 January 2012

Tatta hitotsu no koi

"Tatta hitotsu no koi" also known as "Just one love" is a Japanese drama about the love story between an innocent college student from a wealthy family, Nao (Ayase Haruka), and a poor factory worker, Hiroto (Kamenashi Kazuya). In a way, it's a storyline that's somewhat cliché. But, while studying for my exams, I couldn't help but watch it to relieve some stress. After all, it's only 10 episodes long.
It is a very simple story about how two people from two very different social classes meet by chance and fall in love. It was the best drama I've seen in a while. It totally reminded me of the movie Koizora. The plot is fairytale like indeed, but it was moving. There are so many movies and dramas about love that I get numb, but this one in particular touched me. And the soundtrack used in the drama helped the mood a lot. I specially love the main theme "Cool whispers", it's a bit melancholic, but beautiful.
And with that, I'll be back to my studies with a bit more motivation and higher spirits.