when the density of greek symbols per page exceeds the reasonable… blargh. i feel sick. maybe i’m allergic. mmm…
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to be or niet to be.
“One night to be confused
one night to speed up truth
we had a promise made
four hands and then away”
there’s mr. gonzales on repeat on itunes, and a lot of people sitting on the floor of the corridor, slowing chatting away the last hour of the weekend. K went away this week, and it was hard for all of us to lose her. we stayed out silent in the parking lot for some time, watching the car go away, waiting for something to happen, just something. anything. it felt amazingly wrong. later the same day, another girl came to her room. and it just felt wrong, again.
going away is just a natural part of it all, i guess. the end. but no one wants to face it, the ones that were able to postpone the return did it, and i’m still searching for that internship. next week i have an interview, let’s see how that goes. i hope i can manage.
because i felt wrong about mixing netherlands-colored-digital pictures with the ones i had on my flickr account, i created another one, for this purpose. it’s here. it’ll come handy to put the pictures i usually blog about, since my other account already passed the 200 photos limit…
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tagged.
for mr. ghostboy, who tagged me for the 4-things-thinguie:
Four jobs I’ve had in my life
* photography shop
* webdesign stuff
* graphical design stuff
* radiostar for a month
Four movies I can watch over and over
* amélie poulain
* lost in translation
* snatch
* love actually
Four places I have lived
* ermesinde
* braga
* van houtenlaan (netherlands)
* …
Four TV shows I love to watch
(well, it’s been over 6 years since i last really owned a tv, so the one’s i love to watch are usually on dvd or, well, errr… hum, nevermind.)
* the two fat ladies
* oliver’s twist
* top gear
* six feet under
Four places I’ve been on vacation
* algarve (all around it)
* lisboa
* braga
* celorico de basto (all in portugal)
Four of my favourite dishes (if you’re not portuguese, skip this section!)
* anything with calamares
* joy’s noodles with broccoli
* anything with chocolate
* stroopwaffles!
Four websites I visit daily
* news.google.pt
* patanisca.com/bd (hopping for super patanisca’s return)
* flickr.com
* wapsisquare.com
Four places I’d rather be right now
* nowhere really. my 9 sq meters, with the people i like, are just fine.
Four bloggers I’m tagging
* paulo
* tozé
* joca
* bah. cant think of anyone else to tag.
and for tozé, who mentioned something about the lack of photos lately, here’s one. the place i call home these days, packed with friends.
click it for notes and random captions.
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white polycarbonate mishap.
01. life’s a little bit on hold, as we start studying for exams, and i pursue my job hunt. it’s not going too bad, i guess, but the anxiety of waiting for answers makes me a little bit nervous. that and waking up with drunk people fighting, wasted bodies running and screaming in spanish on the corridor, close to my door. that’s how i woke up today. i got restless, i felt like going there and making them shut up but i didn’t. i stood there in bed, paralyzed, hands on my ears, waiting for it all to end.
anyway, the good spirits in the corridor make up for the eventual dawn mess. l., one of our floor-mates, is getting married next year, in may, and we’re all invited. she’s overwhelmed with it, and i’m happy she’s happy. this stories resembles a little the "l’auberge espagnol" / "les poupées russes", doesn’t it? the wedding is in china, actually, and if all works as planned, we’ll meet in shangai in a year and a few months. great! :) i’m really looking forward to it!
02. for all of you who ever wondered if this rum i’m always talking about is any good, you can now listen to it here, via livestreaming. give it a try. me and levi lost most of our music last week, which we had on his 80gb external drive, plus some pictures (nothing we didn’t have on film or backup, so no biiiig deal), but still, it didn’t feel good. now we rely on portuguese radios and podcasts more.
03. i’m in love with freitag bags – they’re everywhere here. colorful bags, made of lorries canvas. recycled urban freeways. perfect for the bikes.
04. we had a portuguese dinner on monday (9 portuguese people in groningen – can you believe that?) filled with good food, super bock and moscatel, vinho do porto and lots humour in our own language. oh! and a mad mad idea of returning home (in portugal, that is) by bike. 2200km! maybe it was the wine working… i think we’re all crazy, but if we get the sponsors, i’m on it :D (and yes, we know about the euromillions jackpot…let’s hope that works!)
05. thanks joão, for all the steve jobs’ zen. i can never have enough. :)
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and again…
“And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example.
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer was beautifully hand-calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn’t have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and sans-serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can’t capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me, and we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts, and since Windows just copied the Mac, it’s likely that no personal computer would have them.
If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on that calligraphy class and personals computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do”.
Steve Jobs, at a speech in Stanford.