so...this journal is officially dead.

however, a new one was born to replace this one, and it can be found here ---> sorrywrongbeat

so...feel free to add it if you want to, I'll surely be updating it more frequently.

that's all from me, I guess.
goodbye from nodiplomacy

how many times have I told myself I've grown sick and tired of you?

but still, why do I still feel that first-vodka-of-the-evening warmth inside everytime I see ridiculously cute smile?

Eu pensava que já não tinha idade para estas coisas...mas pronto

2nd year of College:

a mass of subjects that I'd rather not have, I find them totally unrelated to why I chose that course, they don't interest me at all and they make me sit in class looking through the window wishing that boredom could disappear in a thick white cloudy haze...I swear that classes are wrecking my nerves.
I should be glad that I've finished high school and I'm studying what I chose to, instead of what they force me to...but everyday it seems less like that. Oh god I can't wait for next year when I'll pack my bags and go to Barcelona (ERASMUS, BABY!!).

PS- if you see in the news that UCP was burned to the ground by an unhappy student, you'll know who it is.

PS2- I'm sick...isn't it a great addition to my roll of complaints?

I kinda grew tired of Live Journal.
I had some ideas that I'd like to put in writing and I'd publish them here for a few people to see, but the general interest in what I had to say was little to none (just like in real life) so I kinda assumed I should keep them to myself.
Besides that, I've always been a firm believer in the fact that if you don't have anything worth saying, don't say it. Remain quiet, spare yourself the embarassement and spare the others of your nonsense. So I kept quiet.

Today I return, although I don't really know why...maybe it's boredom (maybe?), maybe I miss forcing you all to read these stupid things I fancy putting up, be it either self-absorbed reflections, hungover crankiness or meaningless song lyrics (meaningless to you, of course).

Don't panic just yet, I'm not sure I'm here to stay.
In the meanwhile, greetings to everyone.
João.

After five long years without skating me and a friend of mine decided to start again. Those were great times...spending a whole afternoon skating with your friends, collecting bruises and scars all over because you couldn't get that manouver right but you still kept trying.
After all this time I can't even get a damned ollie right so it will be a fresh start, and we've decided to keep practicing until we're good at it again. Oh man, now it's on...I've been wanting to do this for so long. Time to get the old and wrecked skateboard out of the closet and skate until it's broken. I feel like a little kid again.
This is what I need: a hobby. Something to take my mind off the girl, the parents, the lack of money in my pockets, the boredom that is college, to stop spending my afternoons slouching around, to get some exercise and to make my lungs feel the oxygen again instead of that nasty tar I keep filling them up with.
I predict some really great afternoons in the near future.

Skate and Destroy

so I decided to try this AIM thing...if anyone here has one add me.

SN: Zion Eye Dub