Estou em sexta feira de descanso pré-loucura de fim de semana de casamentos.
Tenho tudo pronto. Espero...
Estou nervosa com os saltos, stressada com o penteado...
Mas tudo passa amanhã, quando lá estiver, com os meus amigos :)
Depois faço reportagem e mostro fotos dos outfits finais.
Até lá...
Can anybody find me somebody to love Ooh, each morning I get up I die a little Can barely stand on my feet (Take a look at yourself) Take a look in the mirror and cry (and cry) Lord what you're doing to me (yeah yeah) I have spent all my years in believing you But I just can't get no relief, Lord! Somebody (somebody) ooh somebody (somebody) Can anybody find me somebody to love ?
Yeah I work hard (he works hard) every day of my life I work till I ache in my bones At the end (at the end of the day) I take home my hard earned pay all on my own I get down (down) on my knees (knees) And I start to pray Till the tears run down from my eyes Lord somebody (somebody), ooh somebody (Please) Can anybody find me somebody to love ?
(He works hard) Everyday (everyday) - I try and I try and I try But everybody wants to put me down They say I'm going crazy They say I got a lot of water in my brain Ah, got no common sense I got nobody left to believe in Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh Lord Ooh somebody - ooh somebody Can anybody find me somebody to love ? (Can anybody find me someone to love)
Got no feel, I got no rhythm I just keep losing my beat (You just keep losing and losing) I'm OK, I'm alright (he's alright - he's alright) I ain't gonna face no defeat (yeah yeah) I just gotta get out of this prison cell One day (someday) I'm gonna be free, Lord!
Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love love love Find me somebody to love Find me somebody to love somebody somebody somebody somebody Somebody find me Somebody find me somebody to love Can anybody find me somebody to love ? (Find me somebody to love) Ooh (Find me somebody to love) Find me somebody, somebody (find me somebody to love) Somebody, somebody to love (Find me somebody to love) Find me, find me, find me, find me, find me Ooh - somebody to love (Find me somebody to love) Ooh (Find me somebody to love) Find me, find me, find me somebody to love (Find me somebody to love) Anybody, anywhere, anybody find me somebody to love love love! Wooo somebody find me, find me love.
Uma das minhas músicas preferidas do primeiro album do David Fonseca. Pouco conhecida, triste, obscura...
Mas é incrível e tenho medo de nunca a ter ouvido ainda ao vivo...
You want to drink my soul 'Till your heart is full What happens when it's full and it splashes? You've built all these rooftops And you painted them all in blue If all this set just burns up will you paint the ashes?
Do you really want to see? Because I'll let you in With me
You shiver when the wind blows Through doors that lost their keys There's too little to rescue, too little to hang on to I thought that maybe we could try to Clear and rebuild this haunted home I'll be glad to help you
Just tell me what to do
Why don't you tell me what to do? Maybe you're scared too I've been here before Next thing you will see You'll feel So small
I will disappoint you And I don't care if I do I belong to those who got shattered, battered, Bruises and scars that I've hidden you could never heal This grey house where I come from Some great love will tear it down If you no longer love me, then why should it matter?
Tell me why should it matter? I can't ask you to stay I can't find the words to say Why don't you just leave?
"What if Prince Charming had never showed up? Would Snow White have slept in that glass coffin forever? Or would she have eventually woke up, spit out the apple, gotten a job, a health-care package and a baby from her local neighborhood sperm bank? I couldn't help but wonder...Inside every confident, driven, single woman, is there a delicate, fragile princess just waiting to be saved?"
Hyde Park, claro. Mas outros, não tão conhecidos mais igualmente incríveis.
Kensington Gardens, o primeiro que visitámos, com uma extensão incrível, onde também apanhámos uma molha, onde tremíamos de frio dentro dos nossos casacos, gorros e cachecóis e onde corriam, ao nosso lado, miúdos em tshirt, onde se fazia jogging, onde se estava em família, onde está o Kensington Palace e a estátua da Elizabeth.
St. James' Park, onde, no domingo à tarde, após a saída dos marchantes de Buckingham Palace, as famílias se reunem para fazer piqueniques, para ouvir a banda que passa, ao fundo, para apanhar aqueles ínfimos raiozinhos de sol, para comer um icecream de baunilha.
Definem-se como "uma comunidade cujos membros têm a oportunidade de experimentar novos produtos e serviços, combinando diversão, inovação e participação. Os membros escolhem os projetos nos quais querem participar, dentro de uma extensa gama de produtos, entre os quais: computadores, produtos de beleza, telemóveis, pizzas, livros, viagens e música."
É uma ideia interessante. As empresas querem dar a conhecer os seus produtos e as pessoas querem conhecer novos produtos. E porquê ter que comprar um produto sem o experimentar primeiro? Sem antes ter o feedback de alguém?
Existem muito frequentemente projectos, nos quais os membros se podem inscrever e, caso sejam escolhidos, vão receber em casa um pack de participante, com o produto a experimentar, amostras grátis para dar a experimentar a outros e ainda vales de desconto para distribuir.
Pela primeira vez, fui escolhida para um projecto.
Sei que preciso de sair daqui. Sei que preciso de abrir horizontes. Que não posso ser tão passiva quanto àminha vida, principalmente se não me sinto bem com ela, se não me sinto realizada, o que é o caso.
Mas será que me quero arriscar, sair desta área, deste espaço, deste modo em que me sinto confortável e, de certa forma, segura, para poder ver-me em situações onde posso cair no ridículo, onde posso sofrer, chorar, perder?
Será que quero o suficiente? Será que sou forte o suficiente?
Cada vez mais acho que não. Não tenho forças. Não tenho vontade para sobrepor os medos...
Não tomo iniciativa de mudar. Não o sei fazer. Não gosto sequer.
Mas dantes havia sempre uma razão....havia sempre alguém ...
E agora?
Agora também há razão. Que sou eu. Não valerei a pena?
Às vezes penso que não. Porque enquanto vejo outros a lutar, vejo que ninguém o faz por mim, nem eu própria.
E continuo por aqui. Apesar de não querer. Mas também não faço nada por não estar. Eu quero. Só não sei como.
Well you only need the light when it's burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you love her when you let her go Only know you've been high when you're feeling low Only hate the road when you're missing home Only know you love her when you let her go And you let her go
Staring at the bottom of your glass Hoping one day you'll make a dream last But dreams come slow and they go so fast You see her when you close your eyes Maybe one day you'll understand why Everything you touch, oh it dies
But you only need the light when it's burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you love her when you let her go Only know you've been high when you're feeling low Only hate the road when you're missing home Only know you love her when you let her go
Staring at the ceiling in the dark Same old empty feeling in your heart 'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast Well you see her when you fall asleep But never to touch and never to keep 'Cause you loved her too much and you dive too deep
Well you only need the light when it's burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you love her when you let her go Only know you've been high when you're feeling low Only hate the road when you're missing home Only know you love her when you let her go And you let her go Oh oh oh no And you let her go Oh oh oh no Well you let her go
'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you love her when you let her go Only know you've been high when you're feeling low Only hate the road when you're missing home Only know you love her when you let her go
'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low Only miss the sun when it starts to snow Only know you love her when you let her go Only know you've been high when you're feeling low Only hate the road when you're missing home Only know you love her when you let her go And you let her go