Uff ¬¬

JEE.. I just can’t take it (pense em mim dizendo isso com um fortíssimo sotaque britânico).

Those kids are going to bring my house down before bedtime. And I’m going down with the house, ’cause they’re tough.

After a hole holiday listening to “senta que é de menta”, “chupa que é de uva”, “beber, cair, levantar” and a pretty cheap portuguese version of “umbrella”, sang by a fat woman (I’d say whore, but I’m not that mean XD), all that I didn’t need is a bunch of annoying kids destroyng my house, my dear home.

PS: I’m locked in my room, the lights are off and there’s no music playing, so they can think that I’m dead… or just sleeping.
PS2: I had to write in english ’cause people ( those dear visitors) are very curious, like too curious, I’m mean really curious. Thank God they can’t read in english, right? ‘Cause I really needed to get it out of my chest. Now I mus get some sleep, or tomorrow I’ll be dead before noon.

~ por Isadora em Junho 25, 2008.