tudo uma bosta, ai que ódeeeeoooo.

editando às 01:38...

tudo acaba bem quando tudo termina bem. É muito bom ter amigos.

Nunca fico desejando novas tecnologias...mas quando quero, eu quero mesmo.

Ai, to apaixonada pelo iPhone.

Since I started to read ''Girl, interrupted", by Susanna Kaysen, in the last couple weeks, I have been thinking about nothing but madness. Sick minded. Mental illness, whatever. I just come back from college from mondays to fridays and lay down on my bed pretending to read something to get a good grade, and the only thing I do is to eat up my newest book.

Yet, I have a good reason for that, or, at least I think so. I am particularly interested - and it has always been like that - to the main subject the book talks about. I have always been fascinated about people's behavior, human mind, counciousness and uncounciousness, and even most about my own. I have been a long time curious about how the hell a person crosses the line from the real world to completely insanity? How is that? What is necessary?

And then I found this, on the first page, right in the first paragraph:

"People ask, How did you get in there? What they really want to know is if they are likely to end up in there as well. I can't answer the real question. All I can tell them is, It's easy.

And it is easy to slip into a parallel universe. There are so many of them: worlds of the insane, the criminal, the cripled, the dying, perhaps of the dead as well. These worlds exist alongside this world and resemble it, but are not in it".

Awesome. This is the REAL story of an eighteen-year-old girl, written by herself. After intending to commit suicide, she has been sent to a hospital which does not treat patients as well as they were supposed to do. Susanna has her diagnosis impression (she put copies of them in the book!) at admission written things like "Psychoneurotic depressive reaction or Personality pattern disturbance", etc. But, as you read the book, you become aware that, ironically, she has the most good sense in the place.

Then I have thought about myself and remembered hard situations when I thought I would myself become crazy. Those times were not a BIG deal, though had caused me panic. It happens usually when something incredibly strange and unusual occurs, so you are not able to distinguish wether that is really happening or just a product of mind. Moments that if I hadn't stoped thinking and tried to keep calm, I would have soon realized that I really reached the line for the fantasy world.

However, that was only to say that "Girl, interrupted" is an excellent book that I can't stop reading, it flows naturally. I strongly recomend.

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Semaninha caída essa... amanhã é segunda, tudo pode mudar. Gripe maldita vai embora.

we both are cute for two ugly people. :^)

I do miss my beloved one. ahm...

Sempre viciei fácil nesses gessing games. Clica aí, escolhe uma sala, descobre (o mais rápido que puder) o que o pessoal está desenhando, e ganhe pontos para... passar o tempo.

Nesse aí, a palavra era samambaia, (que ninguém adivinhou, porque incluíram a mulher no desenho) .

Tenho 3 coisas a comunicar:

1)Que soninho...
2)...vou tomar um café pra acordar....
3)...mas não consigo me mexer daqui e...

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