Here goes a beautiful blue eye´s song:

I’ve got you under my skin
I’ve got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart, that you’re really a part of me
I’ve got you under my skin

I’ve tried so not to give in
I’ve said to myself this affair never will go so well
But why should I try to resist, when baby will I know than well
That I’ve got you under my skin

I’d sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear

Don’t you know you fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
’cause I’ve got you under my skin
I wish I were a pin up boy, but what the hell I´m not. Sao Paulo´s awesome. I´ll miss here when I came back to my place in our friendly capital (where nothing really happens on your sight). Right now my heart and thoughts are in Salvador.


I took a decision for my professional life I want to announce it later. For now I just want to say that I am really happy that I had the gut to do it. it´s no big deal, let´s just say I put my foot down on a long term basis.

Leaving this alone. For this specific night I want to state that I SUCK, which make me fell really bad about myself.


Tomorrow I´ll be in Sao Paulo. C ya in the pit



So if anyone´s asking for the damn poem, here it is:

Eu queria te deixar em paz.
Eu queria te esquecer
Longe no pensamento, quilômetros de distância

Tão distante, mas próximo ao sonhar,
Perto o bastante para um adeus.
Olhos fechados a desejar,
Um dia a mais no seu lugar

Se eu pudesse te deixar para trás,
Se eu pudesse a memória apagar,
Sem mágoas e no silêncio da distância,
Um beijo no escuro, um vazio de amar.

Queria aprender a viver
Sem ter medo de te perder;
Queria ao menos tentar
Pela primeira vez te esquecer.

A diferença em algum momento
Não é alterar o curso da vida,
É me sentir cada vez mais só
E distante. Com medo de perder
Com medo de esquecer.

Well it was a plain simple saturday, filled with Tony Hawk´s playstation tricks and jerking around the Internet. Tell me about e-motions...
Last week I was wondering out here in my place when suddenly my thoughts started to point out to a girl I used to love three years ago. So when I started writting a poem to her it hit me: every song and every misquotations I ever placed on a blank paper was inspired on her, and yet she never knew it... I was felling very bad about myself. So I commenced to e-mail her telling everything about it: how sometimes I´m so far away and still thinking about her, wondering how it would be if she knew I ever loved her, if for once I trusted my guts... this was a strange thought, which I never want to sense it again. Now thinking it straight I hope this was nothing but a reflex of my love´s devoid.