quinta-feira, 5 de agosto de 2010

Hey, night!

Dear diary,


Today I went to the cinema with my mom. We were going to see Eclipse for the second time (I kinda insisted on that) on the 7:00 p.m session, but it was just one session - 8:30 p.m. She did not wanted to go back home, have dinner and then go back to the shopping center, 'cause it was "loosing time". So we just stayed in the cinema and had our dinner there.

She got back to the car to catch her glasses, because she can't see almost anything without them, and meeted my cousin, Rubia. She is a really cute girl, four or five years older than me (I don't know her age, actually, but it has to be sixteen or seventeen), she's got red hair and a cute voice. She loves Twilight Saga just like me and our other cousin, Bianca, who gave me the four books in portuguese. Bianca is twenty one (or twenty two or twenty three, I don't know...) and she has a cute boyfriend. They're pretty serious. They're dating for two years or more, I think, and they're almost engaged! I don't particulary die of love for marriages, but she's like my big sister, so I would go and do everything she says to me for. Anyway, back to the cinema...

We were in the movie room, and there were they. Seven or ten children (I think they're my age, twelve or thirteen) that were there just to piss people off, insult and disrespect the Saga, the author, the director, the actors, the whole movie and all of that. I think they don't know how effort people have to put on they're jobs at the set to make it work. Because it is something really hard to do and they were just there, kidding with the actors, the movie and everything! That really pissed me off. I wanted to kill them or something, but that would be ridiculous, all the people in the cinema were in silence and I didn't want to make things more irritating for people who were nice.

The movie is fantastic, I really love it. I love the book, too.


But, well, that's all. Bye!

domingo, 1 de agosto de 2010

Sunday things.

Dear diary,

I'm irritated. I just realized that all the people that I know, that I see and that I talk (or not) to are happy. And then I remember myself: If Giovana was happy, I was happy, too. But that wasn't true, you can see that.
I'm really irritated. Everyone's happy and I'm the only one who wants to cry when think of something, when do something familiar, when just say some word. That is really pissing me off!
I should be over it, it passed months. If I should, if I am - or I think I am -, if I trully believed that before, why not now? Why now things are getting bad, why now I'm so much passed off than everyday? Why I want to jump of a cliff thinking about the perfect happiness that everyone's feeling and that I trully want to feel it and that I can't feel it just because something is missing?

Good Lord, you could do something fine now.

Oh, wait, you're not a miracle. You're just a guy with cool powers that created the world in seven days and BAM!, that was the world and the humans! Well... That's for who believe in "The Lord wanted this way". And I surelly don't.

So, yeah. Bye.